Jane Eyre is a first-person narrative of the title character, a small, plain-faced, intelligent and honest English orphan. The novel goes through five distinct stages: Jane's childhood at Gateshead, where she is abused by her aunt and cousins; her education at Lowood School, where she acquires friends and role models but also suffers privations; her time as the governess of Thornfield Manor, where she falls in love with her Byronic employer, Edward Rochester; her time with the Rivers family at Marsh's End (or Moor House and Morton, where her cold clergyman-cousin St John Rivers proposes to her; and her reunion with and marriage to her beloved Rochester at his house of Ferndean. Partly autobiographical, the novel abounds with social criticism and sinister gothic elements.
回想起来,同学们是那样天真活泼,课堂是那样富有情趣,令我自豪。
那是春天,大地复苏。校园里鸟语花香,英语老师迈着轻快的步伐,走进教室,交给我一项重要的任务——当一次老师,我愉快的接受了任务。
“叮叮叮”,上课铃响了,我深吸一口气,走上讲台,对同学们说:Hello, Nice to meet yo.” “Nice ti meet yo to.”同学们不约而同地回答.我向同学们介绍了自己,同学们马上送给我热烈的掌声。随后,便开始在掌声中上课了,同学们,跟我读单词” “Yes,teacher.” “cover,cover, go” “cover, cover” “sell” “sell, sell.” “ok, agoin.” 接着,同学们又响亮的.读了起来。“好,现在我们每组同学充当一个角色,第一组彼得,第二组安妮,go。”我一声令下,充当角色的游戏马上就要开演了。“I like drawing, Let is draw,图片。”顿时,全班大笑,有的笑弯了腰,有的捂着肚子笑。“安静。”我拿着棍子喊道。这时,第二组的唐敏说“你们笑什么笑,没文化,不知道,中外结合吗?一看都不懂。”“哎,还中外结合,我看你是狗加唐敏相结合。”刘兵说。顿时,唐敏无话可说了,用书遮住脸,真想找个地缝钻下去。我说“笑什么,你们不知道鼓励他,反而在这里冷嘲热讽。唐敏,相信我,你会读懂的,加油。”听了我的鼓励,同学们和我一起为第二组的同学加油。第二组的同学昂起头,用洪亮的声音读出了安妮说的话:“I like drawing,Let is draw pictures。”刚说完,教室里便响起雷鸣般的掌声,第二组成功了。我对他们投去赞扬的眼光,他们也自豪的坐了下去。“唐敏,你刚才怎么不钻入地缝里去呀?”“哎呀,地缝里的大王不让我抢他地盘。”说着,大家都笑了起来。
“叮叮叮”下课了,这节课便在欢声笑语中结束了。
我第一次当小老师,既收获了成功,又收获了欢笑。虽然往事不再,但它已成为我记忆中的珍宝。
妈妈,记得那是我很小的时候,您每次做家务活都怕我摔着,就用背兜背着我一边洗衣做饭,一边教我歌谣。现在我长大了,时时刻刻都能感觉到您对我无私的爱。
北方的冬天是十分寒冷。为了让我睡好,每天八点钟睡前您用热水袋把我的'被子焐暖,而您的被子却是冰冷的。,我的脚好出汗,即使是冬天,一双鞋子也总是会湿透,而每天早晨我穿上鞋子的时候,脚下却是暖烘烘的,是您把我的鞋垫烤的干干的。在您深厚的爱里,我真真切切体会到了“母爱无处不在”的含义。
还有一件事让我回忆犹新。那天,乌云遮住了半边天,天空像一张绷得紧紧的黑罩,有几点雨花轻轻飘落着。早上我对妈妈说:“9点钟,我去参加全国小学英语奥林匹克竞赛,地点是一小。”可是偏偏天公不作美,小雨哗哗地下了起来,雨越下越大,当时我有些着急,离考试时间只有半个小时了。我说:“要不我就不参加了。”妈妈说:“下再大的鱼也要去。”说着就穿上雨衣骑上自行车带我飞奔而去,可是外面的雨越下越大,您的头发和眉毛上已经挂满了晶莹的水珠,路面上的雨水越积越多,道路有些不平,一不小心,我和您都摔在了路上,我心疼的您说:“妈妈我不去了。”可是您没有放弃,还是骑着自行车送我进了考场,我非常感动,有您这样的母亲让我感到骄傲和自豪。等我考完试出来时,看见您穿着淋湿的衣服站在校门口等着我,感动的泪水再一次模糊了我的眼睛。我终于明白,对于母亲的爱,儿子是一辈子都无法报达的。在这里我要说一声:“谢谢您,妈妈!”您不仅养育了我,还用实际行动教育了我。儿子只有好好学习才对得起您为我付出的一切,我会让您因为我的成绩而感到骄傲。
i read the book written by luxun .it is called zhaohuaxishi. it includes 10 short articles about the writers stories .they are based on his own experience , when i read this book ,i feel very happy to see luxuns childhood. it was diffrent from ours,so we may find it intersting and exciting. luxuns langange is very great but maybe difficult to understand . but through his words ,we can find his happiness in his heart .
I read the book of Robinson Crusoe, their captors.
Article describes multiple sailing in the whole island, Crusoe masters of extraordinary survival 28 years experience, strive for survival, show the ingenuity and a man with indomitable perseverance in the face of hardship persistent existence desire, the lonely and eager to rescue the mood. In a lonely island overcome Robinson was done with fear, a savage and said he was "on Friday, they get along with each other, then built on Friday, Crusoe one kind of warm friendship." I also enjoy the disclosure of the business concept: Crusoe each sailing and adventure has clear commercial purpose, with his own property and calculating profit, he will also oneself life the island is his territory, in addition to reveal its economic thought, I admire John Robinson's rich, more learning his strong initiative and spirit of adventure, early efforts, hard work, and perfect kindness thought!
母爱是一艘小舟,它荡尽了小溪水的轻悠悠,母爱是一首乐曲,它谱尽了世间万物的苦情愁,母爱,伟大无私,母爱,倾国倾城,。
还记得那一年,那母爱让我温暖,那母爱让世界感动……
2008年的汶川地震让世界人民所撼动,电视,网络轮番报道关于汶川的新闻,全世界人民都揪着一颗忐忑不安的心,期待着新的生命被发现,新的奇迹会绽放,猛然看到电视,那条新闻让我颤动,救护人员发现一位女士,她双手撑地,身体匍匐,身下庇护这一个大概有三四个月大的孩子,孩子毫发未伤,随行的医生为这小生命检查,在他的衣服中,发现一部手机,那里储存的短信让当场人潸然泪下,“亲爱的宝贝,如果你能活着,一定要记住我爱你”一位平凡而又伟大的母亲孕育了一个看似不可能的奇迹,”
我的母亲很是平凡,她虽然没有给予我轰轰烈烈伟大的母爱,但她给予我的母爱却是那样温暖……
“我还清楚的记得,那个清晨,布谷鸟布谷布谷的叫着,和煦的春风吹拂着刚出嫩芽的柳树,一幅春的景象映入眼帘,我早早的起床了,看到母亲忙碌在厨房中,我洗漱过后,香喷喷的早餐以放在餐桌上,是包子,我最爱吃的包子,我开始大口大口的吃起来,母亲在收拾家务,我匆匆忙忙吃完后,跟妈妈道别,我背上书包走了,当走出家门时,才忘记带车钥匙,我悄悄的打开门,看见妈妈在厨房里嚼着隔夜的剩烙饼,我的鼻头酸了,晶莹的泪珠从眼眶中看转,终于那泪水止不住的流了下来,母亲为了让我在早晨吃到香喷喷的饭菜,顶着黎明起床,母亲为了我够吃,自己却吃隔夜的剩饼,母亲为了我的.生活更幸福,没日没夜的工作,这样的母爱难道不伟大。我生病了,母亲嘘寒问暖,我失败了,母亲给我力量,我成功了,母亲给我奖励,这就是伟大的母爱,这就是温暖的母爱。
汶川地震中的母亲让我感受到母爱的伟大,现实中的母亲让我感受到温暖,‘‘谁言寸草心,报得三春晖’’就连小草都报答不了阳光的恩情,而我们怎样报答生我养我的母亲呢?
母爱,母爱让我们的世界感动,母爱,母爱让我们的世界温暖…….
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