Father had a family of sons who were perpetually quarrelling among themselves. When he failed to heal their disputes by his exhortations, he determined to give them a practical illustration of the evils of disunion; and for this purpose he one day told them to bring him a bundle of sticks. When they had done so, he placed the faggot into the hands of each of them in succession, and ordered them to break it in pieces. They each tried with all their strength, and were not able to do it.
He next unclosed the faggot, and took the sticks separately, one by one, and again put them into their hands, on which they broke them easily. He then
addressed them in these words: "My sons, if you are of one mind, and unite to assist each other, you will be as this faggot, uninjured by all the attempts of your enemies; but if you are divided among yourselves, you will be broken as easily as these sticks."
Country Garden and Me
On the way from Panyu City to Shunde City and approaching the conjunction point of both cities, a big advertisement board of the infamous Country Garden will catch your eyes. And on the board, a lovely girl gently holds a little white pigeon.
She looks at everybody with a sweet smile. Who is this girl? Let me tell you later. Country Garden is located at the Beijao town, Shunde City of Guangdong Province. Ten years ago when my Dad and Mom took me as a baby to Guangzhou, it was a wasteland here. But what does this piece of wasteland look like nowadays? Country Garden has been developed and enlarged rapidly on the ground of this land, and a great number of high-quality houses and apartments have been built up within the garden. Over the past decade, other nine country gardens with various unique designs have been erasing around the great city of Guangzhou. The construction and management of several gardens have engaged the devoted contributions from my Dad and Mom.
Country Garden has grown up together with me, and I am one of the witnesses of its growth and development.
童年像万花筒,五彩缤纷,一件件往事随风而流逝,变得模糊不清。但是,有一件事却深深地印在我的脑海里。
那是发生在一个炎热的夏日。
从前,我总是看见妈妈洗米。她总是先量米,再放水进窝中,重复一遍,就放下煤炉上。刚学会用煤炉的
我好想试一试哦。
一天,妈妈有事要做,又要做饭给我吃,忙得不可开交,我便自告奋勇地去做饭了,妈妈答应后便出家门办事了。我学着妈妈的样子洗起米来,我洗了一会。咦,水渐渐变白了,然后,我继续洗下去。啊,是牛奶呀!我高兴得得意忘形了,心想:我成了伟大的发明家了!我小心翼翼地拿来个碗,把“牛奶”装了起来。再把饭放上煤炉上,煮好。就拿起“牛奶”津津有味地喝起来,怎么牛奶没有味道的呢?哦,可能是没有味道的那种吧!我毫无顾虑地喝起来,当我喝了一半时,想到了妈妈今天应该很累,还没吃东西吧?我把“牛奶”留给妈妈喝,她一定夸我是个好孩子。我暗暗从心里笑起来。
不久,妈妈就回来了,我捧着“牛奶”,对她说:“妈妈,喝牛奶吧!”妈妈疑惑不解:家里什么时候买了牛奶?接过牛奶,她非常眼利看出来了。她捂着肚子,笑得前俯后仰,说:“这是米水,不能喝呀!”
童年往事总是多姿多彩、美不胜收,让人回味无穷。每当我想起,都会情不自禁地笑起来。童年中充满了快乐,快乐中有着美好的童年。但是,它却如水般地流去了,留下的只是回忆。
I like elephants. They are very gentle and they can walk quietly and help people move heavy things.
Elephants are the biggest animals on the land.They are big and strong.They have big ears and trunks. It weights some ninety kilograms and is about one metre high when born. When it is 12 years old, it is over three meters high and does not grow any more. Elephants are usually grey in color. They usually live in groups and care for each other.
We should protect elephants . They are the friends of ours.
Children's finally here, it is our holiday, but imagine the children also accompanied by together, everybody is more excited.
Children on this day, white clouds float over the blue sky, the children also have made a hot air balloon, they sit together on yourself a hot-air balloon, extremely happy! Balloon flying high, and finally flew to the sky, the children are in the sky holiday, the children sit on clouds, umpa jump, like a frisky little monkey.
Playing children, suddenly to rain cats and dogs, the children of the balloon has stalled, baiyun sister swept away by the wind, the children fell into despair. Is a time of crisis, a group of dragonflies sister and sister flew caught the children, and the safety of the children to the ground.
On the ground, only butterflies woven into a rainbow "lei", the children wear a wreath, some like a fairy, some like a warrior.
Play tired, the children fell asleep between full of fragrance of flowers.
Children's good play my imagination, to one day be able to live in such a children's day.
花开半夏,赴我青春。——题记
十四个春夏秋冬,转瞬即逝。七年少先队员,离我而去。
童年就像一朵云,飘向远方,留下了回忆,刻在空中,永远抹不干净,最多飘来另一朵云,将痕迹遮挡,可这个回忆依然在。
尽管心中有再多的不舍,也无力挽回那胸前曾经飘荡的红领巾。最多将它放在抽屉中,想到了,就拿出来看一眼。
这个六一,我告别了孩童时的幼稚;这个六一,我告别了原来的冲动;这个六一,我也告别了往日的依赖。
“妈妈,你帮我拿一下那个杯子!”正在书房做作业的我向客厅喊道。
“你就不能自己拿吗?你看看才几步路啊,这么点路都不高兴走……”
听吧,我妈又在那边长篇大论了。我只好以“乌龟”式的速度穿好鞋子,慢慢悠悠地走出书房。迎面而来的,却是我的妈妈,她手中拿着我的杯子。
她又语重心长地对我说:“你都这么大了,自己的事情要自己做,不然将来怎么办啊?”
对呀,我长大了,那,父母也就老了,时间在一天天过去,可,却很少发现早已爬上父母脸上的皱纹。
小老虎长大后,虎妈妈会教它独自捕食,小麻雀长大后,鸟妈妈会让它尝试飞行……而我长大后,我的妈妈教我学会独立。
一生中的最后一个属于我的六一,我收获了很多,也明白了很多。母亲,感谢你,在我孩时教我依赖,在我长大后教我独立。
依赖,再见。独立,你好。
这个夏天,我不再依赖。十四五岁,我也不再依赖。
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