10 composition for the sixth grade in winter vacation (200~300)

Don't want to be a "four-eyed girl"

Class 6 Jiang Linpeng (1)

This week, we had a physical examination in the sixth grade, but this physical examination gave me a "problem" that I couldn't accept.

As soon as I came back from outside, I rushed to the table tennis room, where I had a physical examination. The doctors and classmates in it were all gone, and I soon accepted one examination after another. After testing my eyesight, I can't help feeling cold and uncomfortable all over, and I have to have my eyesight tested! My eyesight, which can't be worse, will be revealed soon. I passed through there quickly, intending to leave my eyesight for the final test.

When all the other items have been tested, I have to bite the bullet and walk slowly to the place where my eyesight is tested. The line is not long, so I can easily change. After I handed the physical examination form to the doctor, I rubbed my eyes severely and prayed in my heart: smelly eyes, don't embarrass me when testing my eyesight! I picked up the pen container that covered my eyes in fear and trembling and covered my right eye. The doctor used a small piece of wood to point it on the luminous map. For the first time, the doctor actually clicked the fourth row of black spots as small as sesame seeds. I frowned, so ... what's that? Obviously, my myopia is at work, and the little "e" is condensed into a black mass, so I can't see it clearly. I shook my head to show that I couldn't see clearly. The doctor moved the stick up one layer and pointed it at an unknown little black spot. Oh, this little "e" is a little bigger than the previous black dot, but it's still mushy and can't be seen clearly. I quickly narrowed my eyes, hoping to see the small black spots clearly, but it was still a mass of black. I blinked twice again and shed some tears. Once in class, it worked very well. You can see things clearly through tears. But at this time, it's useless. Looking out, everything became a ghost. I quickly changed my method, but everything was in vain and it was still vague. I tried all kinds of methods, but it didn't work. I had to accept my fate and barely spit out four words: "... I can't see clearly". The doctor looked at the chart, shook his head helplessly and moved the stick up one layer ... As the number of layers moved up, my heart slowly tightened and my head began to sweat. Finally, I moved up three floors and finally got a good look. I stare big eyes and finally distinguish the four lines stuck together. It's "E". I made a gesture and the doctor pushed the stick aside two squares. It took me a lot of effort to see clearly: after the "left e" gestured, the doctor finally stopped the small stick that had been moving. I breathed a sigh of relief, but I saw the shocking numbers on my list: alas! 4.7! Myopia! Then the vision in the right eye is even more terrible: 4.4!

Alas, I am really nearsighted. It must be caused by my carelessness in protecting my eyes! Students, if you don't want to wear ugly glasses and be a four-eyed student, you should pay attention to your usual habit of using your eyes!

Play yo-yo

Li, Class 6 (1)

In the teaching building and in the corridor, yo-yo jumped up and down happily under the control of classmates like a whirlwind, and a wave of yo-yo became popular. Colored yo-yos, red, blue and green ... add a beautiful landscape to the campus.

I, a quiet little girl, was also swept in by the strong wind. I got an orange yo-yo with a five-pointed star in the middle. If you get the treasure, put the yo-yo rope on your finger excitedly and imitate your classmates. When I put my finger gently, the yo-yo slowly descends like a work machine. Seeing that the number of yo-yo laps was about to drop, I was anxious, lifted it hard and pulled the wire hard. But the yo-yo lost its balance and kept falling. I quickly rewound the yo-yo. I learned the lesson of my first failure and rallied. I threw the yo-yo down. As soon as the yo-yo fell into mid-air, I pulled hard. The yo-yo hung in mid-air and turned a corner. The thread suddenly twisted together, retreated a few centimeters, and quickly slipped down. I tried several times in a row and all ended in failure. Just like its name, the yo-yo is difficult to control, unpredictable and inflexible. I just don't bounce like a naughty boy. It's really annoying.

When I came to school, it was like a spell to watch my classmates play yo-yo. As soon as the students pull their flexible hands, the yo-yo obediently "runs", and one yo-yo seems to be fighting up and down, making my hands itch. I found that my classmates seized the opportunity, but I didn't yesterday, because I didn't grasp the essentials. When I got home, I grabbed the orange yo-yo. I shrugged my shoulders, held the yo-yo in my hand, threw it carefully, seized the opportunity, and raised my hand awkwardly. Just like magic, the yo-yo came back and bounced back to my palm. Success, I am ecstatic, I am free to let it go up and down, up and down, fast and slow.

A little yo-yo brings me endless happiness.

Me and acne

Class 6 (1) Chen Yifan

Fourteen years old, an age burning with the flame of youth. Unconsciously, a good face was occupied by the "acne army" so quickly, which was embarrassing.

I feel a little annoyed.

So a person quietly looked in the mirror, up and down, looking around ... At first, a knot in one's heart was just one, two, three or four, scattered on his face, like a helpless child on the grassland; Now I seem to have heard some orders, and suddenly there are "little stars all over the sky"

I'm a little confused.

So please invite "Liu Haier". Liu Haier hangs on his forehead, and the zit on his forehead covers up a lot, which also avoids those curious eyes for me. However, once the wind blows, or the physical education class is hot and sweaty, Liu Haier can't hide the green hills. Either fly high or shrink wet, so that acne is "exposed" and laughs.

I feel a little anxious.

So, I stood in front of the mirror without mercy, squeezed my acne with my hands and vowed to take it all down. Squeezing acne really hurts. Squeeze your fingers hard and tears almost rolled out. The protruding acne is squeezed, but a face with nail prints on the left and nail prints on the right is really ugly.

I feel a little happy.

So after my thinking, I finally understand that this little pimple that teases me is actually testing me on behalf of youth and how to learn to adjust myself when facing troubles. Acne stuck to my face and quietly told me that "youth = (knowledge+joy-trouble) × struggle".

Oh, acne!

Watching lanterns on Lantern Festival

Class 6 (1) is in Xudie.

Thursday is the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month, which is a large-scale lantern festival in Haining to celebrate the Lantern Festival and welcome the Olympic Games. My mother and I went to the godmother's house in the best position to watch the lantern tour.

Before the event began, everyone had already come to the viewing venue. At 6 o'clock 10, I leaned out of the window and looked forward: I saw a sea of people, people jostling each other, one next to the other, looking like a black ocean from a distance. Knock, knock, knock. The loud noise of fireworks pierced the silent night. Then, the lantern parade slowly came to us. The first thing that catches your eye is the "Olympic lamp" made by Haining Municipal People's Government. You see, the Olympic logo exudes fascinating brilliance and is particularly eye-catching. I seem to have seen the complete success of the Beijing Olympic Games and the bright future of China people and country! The Olympic Fuwa are full of energy, and I seem to see the lithe figures of the Olympic athletes. They seem to have made full preparations to launch the final sprint for the 2008 Beijing Olympic Games.

In the warm cheers of people, various colored lights such as "Haizhou Street", "Qianjiang Biochemical" and "Xucun Town" appeared one after another. Followed by dancers, with light steps, dancing gracefully and enjoying the wonderful moment of getting along with people. With the orderly appearance of the lantern parade, the crowd watching the lantern gave an avalanche of applause, cheering one after another, like a rough sea.

Time goes by, and the lantern parade is coming to an end. At this time, the "Yuhuan Dream" produced by Tiantong Co., Ltd. immediately attracted my attention. The silvery white "Yuhuan Dream" is dazzling and exquisite. A plane is lying on the colored lights, with the arrow pointing up. It seems to bring our Haining to the whole Asia and the whole world, and let us see Haining and the glory of our Chinese nation! Under the colorful light of electro-acoustic automatic control reflection, a flying saucer exudes touching brilliance, looming, elegant and feminine. It hovers at the top of the plane, as if to show the rapid development of science and technology in China! With a whoosh, I saw four silvery white fireworks soaring into the sky, emitting its unique brilliance to everyone!

"Shi Xia Lantern Festival" is a wonderful flower of folk art in Haining, the crystallization of our people's wisdom and the pride of our people in Haining!

Fighting pig

Wu Chaoyang, Class 6 (2)

Childhood, staged scenes of ironic farce. ...

I remember one day when I was six years old, my parents went to the market, leaving only my grandmother and me at home. I climbed into the pigsty while grandma was working. The big black pig has caught my attention. I've always wanted to find a chance to have a good look. When I went in, I saw that the ground was quite clean. Father cleaned it up early in the morning and covered it with a layer of gold gauze. It's soft and comfortable to step on. I looked curiously into the pigsty. Oh, my God, I didn't expect that big fat pig to be eyeing me!

I sat down in horror and thought, no, run! I didn't want to pat the sand on me, so I ran away. But before I got to the wall, the big fat pig ran over with lightning speed and bit my pants. In this way, I desperately climbed up, and it desperately dragged down, which really made people laugh and cry! But after all, people are not as strong as pigs. After a while, I declared failure and was dragged down by pigs. At this time, I was frightened and tears flowed down like a waterfall. I want to call grandma, but my throat seems to be blocked by something, and I am too scared to speak. I thought: if you hit me, won't I become a meat pie? We must stand up and fight. Sure enough, the pig really hit it. I dodged deftly as soon as I saw it. The pig ate a "pig eats shit", and I was elated. It seemed unconvinced and turned to pounce. At this time, I was a little bolder and bravely thought: Mulan dares to join the army for her father, so there is nothing to be afraid of just a pig. Watch me cure you! So I dried my tears, took off my coat and said, "There are matadors in Spain and pig fighters in China. Come on! " The pig seems to be angry, staring at me with small eyes and growling in his mouth, as if to say, "Hum, where is the little girl who wants to fight with me?" Grandpa pig, I will accompany you today! " "Immediately, the big fat pig pounced on me. Because I was a little slow, I was hit by a pig on the wall and my head banged. It hurts! Before I came to my senses, You Zhu came at me fiercely.

I was holding my head, and when I was panicking, my parents came back. When they heard the sound, they rushed to save me, just in time to see me in a panic. Dad smiled and said, "In ancient Song Dynasty, Wu fought tigers, but now there are daughters fighting pigs!" " ! Haha, what a pig-man war! " ……

Love in a thermos

Shen Congwen of Class Six (2)

what is love ? Is it a gift? Is it a blessing? Is it a greeting? Or a trivial matter, but enough to make people cry? Love, so inexplicable, what is it? I don't know love, and I don't know how much love my father devoted to me. But from that day on, I gradually understood how much my father loved me!

In my mind, my father has always been a very dignified person. He is strict with me and won't allow me to make any mistakes. I am particularly afraid of the stern look behind his glasses. Sometimes I even doubt whether my father loves me or not.

At home, he never does needlework, but that day, my father did, and he poured all his love into that small thermos. Because I always thought that the hot water bottle would be very hot without a cloth bag, I kept urging my mother to sew it for me, but my mother's hand was frostbitten and could not bend. She asked me to sew up the frostbite on her hand after it healed.

One day, my father took out my hot water bottle and let me use his. I'm a little puzzled. What's Dad doing? I thought: Did Dad sew me a hot water bottle? On second thought, my father never did needlework, and I was extremely disappointed. The next day, I found a beautiful cloth bag on the hot water bottle. It was soft, warm and comfortable to hold in my hand! I looked at my father inquiringly, and he nodded shyly to me. Suddenly, my surprise and excitement are beyond words. I seem to see: my father wears glasses with high myopia, helps me choose the right cloth, bends down, clumsily sews it for me under the lamp, and occasionally beats my waist, which has never been good ... although the hot water bottle is not as neat and beautiful as my mother's, it is even a little crooked. But I hold it, my heart is warm, but my nose is sour. This is not only because of the hot water bottle, but also because of my father's love for me!

To tell the truth, this is really a small matter, but in my heart, it is enough to prove my father's deep love for me! The hot water bottle is very small, but my father loves me very much! I love my father!

Beautiful as heaven.

Shen Congwen of Class Six (2)

Snow is so pure and lovely.

It brings people the breath of winter.

Snow dolls like elves are swinging wildly in the air.

Lovely snowflakes cover the color of the earth.

The earth is white.

Pure snowflakes cover the vitality of the earth.

But it gives people a sense of calm and comfort.

Small snowflakes seem to float in fairyland.

Seems to be rippling in the air again.

But I don't want to leave for a long time

Snow brings us heavenly beauty.

Look at the sky

Little white snowflakes.

Fly everywhere.

While frolicking.

You can't help but open your arms and embrace this natural beauty.

Snow, beautiful snow, as beautiful as heaven!

The story of love

Class 6 (2) Zhu Geyu

what is love ? Love is to stand up when others are in the most dangerous moment. Love is a gift for Mother's Day. The idea of father's day. Love is when mother bear throws the bear into the river, afraid that the water won't swim, and then rushes down the rapids to drag it up ... Do you want to hear a love story from me? Then I will pick a leaf in the forest of memory!

After several turns in the wind, the leaf gradually became clear. I was in the second grade. In a snowy noon, the long-lost bell finally rang, and we rushed out to get the lunch box in the canteen like popcorn. We brought the lunch box back, and everyone looked at my lunch box, as if waiting for the answer to be announced. Because my food is always the best. I proudly opened the lunch box. When I saw it, my smile froze. It turned out to be a mass of burnt rice, some vegetables and some scrambled eggs. The students laughed and dispersed in a hubbub, and I vaguely heard the jeers. I got angry, put my lunch box on the table and went out. At this time, I saw a faint figure coming towards me in the heavy snow at the school gate. I took a closer look. Isn't that mom? My mother came up to me, unwrapped the package tightly wrapped in her arms, took out a lunch box, and said sorry to me, "Ge Yu, I took your lunch box as my lunch box in the morning, and I didn't know until noon." I was so careless. Here. " I took the lunch box and opened it. There are two golden eggs, my favorite green spinach and Malantou, and an attractive sausage. I suddenly froze. It turns out that this is my lunch, as rich as every day in the past, and that ugly lunch is my mother's lunch! Every time I eat a good meal with satisfaction, I never care what my mother is eating. I opened my mouth, but didn't make any noise. At this time, my mother took her lunch box and disappeared in the vast snow. ...

That day, I finished lunch with tears in my eyes. I think: I will prepare lunch with my mother tomorrow. On that day, I deeply realized my mother's love and had the idea of repaying my mother for the first time.

My good friend-shovel armor

Six (3) Ban Chen

Nowadays, keeping pets has become a very common thing. Let's say that in our class, almost half of the students are keeping pets. Cats, dogs, rabbits ... Of course, I am no exception. My pets are just two cute little shovels.

You must think, I am a girl who keeps bugs, aren't you afraid? How can you not be afraid? Actually speaking of its arrival, it is still an interesting story. I was doing my homework that day. Dad put a big bug in my exercise book when I wasn't looking. The bug is as big as a thumb, dark and wearing hard armor. It has six feet and a pair of big and thick pliers in front. Seeing such a big guy, I screamed with fear and quickly hid behind my grandfather. Dad saw it and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, we have to keep it all the time!" " ""what! ？” I gave a cry of surprise. Dad said, "I caught it at work." Look, how cool! " "I have no choice but to reluctantly agree. Later, we learned from the internet that its full name is "China-Australia shovel beetle" and it likes to live in damp and dark places. It has no teeth, only two big straws to suck the juice in food. Usually, just give it some fruit. Dad brought a chocolate box, nailed several holes in the lid and put it in. I think it was kept in a box, so I began to accept it without being picky about food.

In this way, a week later, my father grabbed a shovel armor from the unit. They look alike, almost identical. The only thing that can distinguish them is the small yellow spot on the back of the new shovel nail. So I named them Huang Xiao and Xiaohei. As soon as dad got home, he put Huang Xiao and Xiaohei on the table and said, "Come and see, the war has started!" " "Sure enough, they quickly ran to each other, only to see the little black lift Huang Xiao over his head with his big pliers, and throw him down, throwing Xiao Huang all over his head. Xiao Huang got up desperately, rushed to Xiaohe and knocked Xiaohe to the ground. Not to be outdone, Xiaohei turned Xiao Huang over ... 10 minutes passed, 15 minutes passed ... I watched it with relish and seemed to forget the passage of time. The game is inconclusive, but both sides are exhausted. I also like to see these two little guys pushing around.

I began to take care of the shovel nails like my father. Because the fruit they eat will stink overnight, I help them clean their "home" and take a bath early every morning. Maybe it's because they understand my pains and have been very obedient. But once, they still made a mistake. That night, grandma found that the fruit was missing and gave it some corn. But the corn is dry and there is no juice. They built the corn kernels into stairs, climbed the stairs, opened the lid and sneaked out. The next day, we found them missing. We looked everywhere, but we still couldn't find them. Finally, when grandma went to the toilet in the middle of the night, she found them under the door of the toilet. It turned out that they held a "one-day toilet tour".

My parents and I have become a loving family. As long as I don't see you for a day, I feel I'm in trouble and can't settle down. Xiaohe and Huang Xiao, my two naughty and lovely little guys, you are my good friends, I will take good care of you!

Love under the eaves

Six (3) round trips

One warm spring afternoon, I wandered in front of my grandmother's house, wondering what was interesting. Suddenly, I found a big swallow's nest under the eaves! I got excited, found a bamboo pole and poked the swallow's nest. When the bamboo pole touched the nest, a swallow flew out of it. While flapping its wings, it kept chirping towards its nest. "haw!" There is an echo in the nest. There is a little swallow! I'm happier and want to film it.

The bamboo pole stabbed the swallow's nest again. The swallow's voice is more urgent, as if to ask her mother for help; Mother Swallow's cry became sharp, as if to warn the sneak attacker. I hesitated, but curiosity overcame sympathy, and I launched a third "attack" on bird's nest.

This time, the bird's nest is crumbling. The fledgling swallow tried to flap its wings, but it couldn't fly. The swallow's mother was anxious and flew back to the swallow's nest desperately, trying to protect the swallow with her wings. The swallow stopped crying and leaned in her mother's arms. When the bamboo pole swung to the swallow's nest again, Mother Swallow seemed to find something and flew towards the bamboo pole. What does it want? I don't understand. Suddenly, the swallow pecked at the top of the bamboo pole. Oh, it turns out that it regards bamboo as the "culprit"! I threw it impatiently and threw the swallow aside.

Mother Swallow saw that the bamboo pole hit the swallow's nest again, so she rushed up to peck the bamboo pole again. I was angry and threw it away. Unexpectedly, it flew back to peck at the bamboo pole, as if it could save the baby by pecking away the enemy. I shook off this annoying swallow again, but it came back to peck me. After repeated several times, I suddenly understood that the bamboo pole in my hand fell to the ground with a bang. ...

Mother Swallow returned to her nest and hugged her baby with joy, as if to say, "Baby, don't be afraid to be with your mother!" Look, we won! " The voice is full of joy and love. Yes, not only people have love, but also animals and animals have love. Mother cat gently licks her kitten, which is love; It is love for the dog father to leave the meat bones to the puppy; It is love that the mother bird is desperate to save the bird.

Grandma's house is full of warmth and love under the eaves.

Bathed in the sunshine of love

Yao Jiashun, Class Six (3)

Some people say that "because of love, we have the world". So, what is love?

"DuDu", my alarm clock rang. I immediately turned off the alarm clock, closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, quietly listening to the sound of the next room. I'm excited. Why? Because I heard the familiar mother's footsteps. Near, near, near ... I narrowed my eyes and saw the door being gently pushed open. My mother crept in and opened the curtain. Baby, get up! Mother's gentle voice woke me up. I jumped up, full of energy. I love mom! After breakfast, my mother took me to school. When I arrived at the school gate, my mother reminded me: "Shun, be good at school! Recently, the weather is changeable, cold and hot, do you know? " I nodded, especially warm in my heart. Because my mother's love "wraps" my whole body and makes me feel happy all the time.

When I came home from school, my grandfather pulled me into the house with his rough calloused hands and looked at me affectionately. Then, he took some sweets out of his pocket and stuffed them into my hand. He said to me, "These sweets are all' advanced' sweets, so study hard." I hold these candies, and a deep affection shines into my heart like the warm sunshine in spring, which makes my eyes full of tears. I nodded yes, and grandpa went downstairs with a smile. I know grandpa loves sweets, so I secretly put them in grandpa's coat pocket.

In the evening, my father came home with two boxes of Dove chocolates in his hand, and asked me to bring one to my grandparents. Soon after I finished this task, my grandmother sent this box of chocolates back and said, "Here you go. It's time for her to grow up and replenish her energy. Her grandfather and I are old, what else can we eat? " Knowing that grandma gave us food, I "pushed" it with grandma. However, grandma still can't beat me. She ate eight chocolates and her wrinkled face turned into a flower.

Love may be just a command, or it may be just a greeting. It is like air, which makes me bathe in it all the time. Look, how happy I am!

Look at the moon

Class 6 (4) Lin Qiu

Push open the window and look out in this silent night. The moon hangs high in the sky, revealing a beautiful smiling face, how kind and kind. I remember when I was a child, I always said my wish to the moon, hoping that I could grow up quickly. The moon seemed to understand my words and looked at me quietly.

A little bigger, I looked at the distant and warm moon, stared at it and prayed that it would give me strength. At this time, the moon suddenly hid in the clouds and covered its smiling face. Oh, it is telling me that the mileage of growth will not be smooth sailing, only the wind and rain will make me stronger, and only by grasping myself while I am young will my faith have infinite power.

When I fail, my wet eyes look at it, but the moon is brighter. It clearly tells me that behind every successful person, there are failed experiences and sad memories. I remembered the words of the moon and kept saying: I fell and got up; Fall down again and get up again.

During the holidays, the bright moon is our best friend. It makes us more energetic, it makes our young chests more passionate, and I clearly feel how happy we are in progress!

Now, I look at the quiet and faint moon again, which is deeply touched. It accompanied me through a period of growing up. Yes, the road of life is uneven. Only when the mind is as clear as the moon can we move forward with confidence forever!

Everything is leaving.

Class 6 (4) Xia Tian

In the afternoon, bathed in sunshine, sitting on a bench by the lake, watching the lake sparkling from time to time; Sometimes the lake is calm, looking at the bird that landed on the branch in urgent need of recycling. Ah! It's another spring.

In the sixth grade, this is an extraordinary academic year, and the graduation exam is coming in the second semester, which also marks the separation of their friends who have been with them for nearly six years. Spring has gone and will come again next year. Those years have gone far, can you come again? No one can stop time.

Imagining the scene of parting countless times, the more I think about it, the more sad I feel, and the more I think about it, the more I feel sorry. My old friend left in the blink of an eye and regretted not cherishing playing with friends in the past.

Friendship, is this the end? No, the memory of that person will always be engraved in my mind, deep or shallow. However, many years later, will you still be willing to open that dusty book in the library-like memory? Friendship is like a fairy flower, which will eventually wither. Covered by years, I wiped the dust off it, leaving only a vague shadow, and I don't remember anything. Who can remember that happy year? When the curtain rises, the things outside have already gone away, like a smoke cloud, blown away by the wind and disappeared into the vast sea of people. Say goodbye, when can I see you! Who knows the fate of the future. If you meet old friends again, you may pass by like strangers countless times. Even if you still have memories, you won't play like before. How to face it, the answer is only silence or deep thought. ...

Stepping into the middle school gate, the autumn wind opened the door of the heart that had been left unlocked, and memories came to me. A cold current made people's eyes moist and their eyes blurred. The past friendship was ruthlessly cut off without any connection. Where does happiness come from? Where does sadness come from? Where does happiness come from? Where does sorrow come from? Can things blown by the wind be put together completely? When the wind comes, it will blow away everything you try to keep. What's the use of chasing it?

People come and go. After the graduation exam, it was easy at first, but it was inevitably sad. When we met the next day, we had to be silent.

Everything started in this spring, or earlier, but the end time is still far away, or a few years, or more than ten years, or decades. ...

Six years of friendship, the final outcome, is this the only way?

You may delay, but time will not.

Zhang Ruyong, Class Six (4)

Time comes and goes in a hurry, leaving no trace. Old people never wait for people, never, never!

An inch of time and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time! Many people fall behind a bad result because of laziness and become a mediocre person. Today's adults recall how they didn't cherish time before and felt regret, and how they wished there were regret medicines in the world. There are many old people who want to rejuvenate and be a good boy who doesn't waste time. However, today's children are still repeating the old drama, some don't do their homework, and some are absent from class. This is a phenomenon of not cherishing time.

Some parents don't want their children to be severely educated as he was when he was a child, while some parents let themselves go, which leads to the children's laziness, students don't want to play with him, and even teachers are disgusted with him. Is this a problem for parents? Not exactly. Half of it is that you can't control yourself and have no conscious ability, and the other half is that your parents are here to educate you. Friends, time waits for no one, so it is very important to cherish time!

In school, if you don't listen carefully in class and copy other people's homework, you are wasting your time, and you are wasting your study time! I went straight home as soon as school was over. When I got home, I dropped my schoolbag, lay on the sofa and shouted to my family for coke or something. At this time, have you ever thought that your family has worked hard for you all day, and you still ask so much of them after you come back, so you will not be filial to them? Didn't you take a closer look at how old your home is now when you took that coke? Won't you feel a kind of condemnation in your heart, just a little! Then watch TV, play computer and play video games. You just let your homework sleep there without touching it? How much time did you waste? Watching TV will never improve your study, playing computer will only reduce your eyesight, and playing video games will not do you any good. Will you learn a lot there? I think you might as well spend your time doing homework and reading extracurricular books, which will enrich your knowledge. No matter how boring you feel about learning, you can think of some ways to gain knowledge through games, so that you will feel that learning is not so boring.

Time comes and goes in a hurry, leaving no trace. Old people never wait for people, never, never!