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My brother is 17 years old with height of 1.78 meters tall, he has big
eyes as big as the pearls and high nose. Besides, he also made his
hair stand up which is fashionable in his eyes. He is a troublesome
boy who always made my family members worried.
My brother don not like to study and in his mind he hate school,
teacher and everything in school. He always run away from school to
play with his bad friends. This troublesome boy like to fight with
others. There once a time, he beat a boy badly as to had to be sent to
hospital, so my father paid for the medicine fee and burden the
punishment which came from the boy’s parents.
When seen those kind of things happen, I feel very angry about
my brother. Meanwhile, I feel how poor my father is. but my brother
don not think so, he think it is natural for a father to burden all
the tings that should be responded by son. Having this kind of brother
I feel very sad and sorry, now, what I should do is to do my best let
my brother spend most of his time staying at home and reduce my family
members’ worry about him.
mary
clare
teacher
I have never met such a good teacher like Miss He in my borns
days.She was a kind teacher when I was in Middle School.She always
helped my classmates and never complaint about it.She even gave her
students her food ,shared it with them.
Five years ago, I was her students, she helped me a lot.I was a
careless student in her class, but she never lost her patience for
me.She encouraged me and helped me built my confidence.At that time, I
was so shy and clumsy, but she still kind for me, it moved me.
She loves her students very much.She said that she will share her
love with everyone, she could do everything for every students in her
class, it was her faith.I believed all she said was true, she could do
what she said.She worked so hard, not for herself ,but for her
students.
She never regreted for what she had done.When we graduated, only a
few students entered the high school, we let her done.However, she
thought we all her students, and in her eyes, we all excellent.One
day I found she was crying, I was so courious, so I asked the reason.
She told me that she did not know how to taught us well.I did not know
how to comfort her, I just cried with her, maybe it was the only way I
can do for her.
I hope she can live happily every day!
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Clover~
Once I’ve heard about a moving story.Mary was a woman who lived with
her three children。 Her husband died of a serious diaease several
years ago. To support the family without a man,Mary had to work hard
everyday,but the family was still in strait. One day ,the owner of the
house which they were living in went to them and asked them to move
out of the house because of their getting behind with rent.So they
moved out with sadness .However, the problem was,where could they move
in ?Had no choice ,they moved into a collecting post.One day,one of
Mary’s colleague laughed at Mary’s without a home .Mary smiled and
said softly,”No,acturally not that bad.We do have a home already,what
we need now is just a house to move in. ”
I was shocked by the story.And that is just the right meaning of
home:it is not an object with an exact shape or color ，but it surely
exists in my mind and always gives me the strength to go ahead.
When I was young ,Dad and mum altogether are the whole meaning of the
home in my mind .The first time when I realized the importance of this
was the year when I was about 12. It was a cold and windy night in
winter.Because of some reasons,dad and mum quarreled badly and I was
awfully frightened with nothing in mind and just stood
steadily.Suddenly mum turned to me with tears on her face and gave
some money ,then she told me ,”Dad and I are getting divorced.Now you
go to your grandpas’ with the money to take a taxi.” I didn’t stop
crying and just did as mum said.When I got to grandpas’ ,I sobbed out
what happened and told my grandparents that my parents were getting
divorced.
Finally my parents didn’t get divorced,of course.And that was just a
common quarrel between the young couple!However , I was so sad at that
moment.Maybe it was because I had been living with my parents since
the moment I was born,and I took it for granted that that’s natural!We
were born to live together!The uncertain change of the family was
something that I’d never thought before.And I thought dad and mum were
both important to me and I cannot live without neither of them.
My family has shaped my personality,I firmly believe. I realised more
and more about the benefits that my family brings to me.And to be
outspoken,dad and mum are more friends than seniors.
When I was a child ,I was apt to try everything I’ve never done or to
get access to things around me .Dad never blamed me for that while
others’ parents didn’t allow their child to do it .Even now,whenever I
come up with some ideas ,whether it’s realistic or not in others
eyes,dad would never say “no” and just support me and then chat with
me to exchange the feelings I get from that idea .Dad often says,“If
you never try ,you’ll lost the fun of an new experience and also lost
the possibility to success.“And I remember it,always. So once I set up
a goal,I would try my best to persue it.
At the same time ,I was also confused about my parents’ education
method when I was a little child.They always asked me to recite some
articles ,some are in English ,while some are in Chinese.It was really
a hard job and it seemed to be endless!So when other kids were playing
happily in the playground ,I couldn’t went out to play but to stay at
home lonely and recited those dull stuff!But now I understand.The
articles they asked me to recite ,some were rich in principles to
behave well in the society,some were full of beautiful sentences to
enjoy myself in the imagination world. I’ve acquired a lot from
them.Dad and mum have thought ahead for me and also my future.
Time has passed about 8 years since the first time I realised the
importance of my home.I’m a college student now,but my home will be
the treasure which I wouldn’t trade for anything.Just like the old
saying:east or west ,home is the best.That’s true.
kitty
Teaching is a decent job which not only got high pay, but also pass on
our traditional culture from generation to next generation.here,i just
want tothank myfirst teacher who made me form good habltsduring my
growing up.
My parents are all farmers, who only know working hard to support our
family. When i was very young ,they had taught me some easy thing,
such as cleaning rooms ,washing own clothes ,picking some fruits and
feeding chickens. At that time ,i was rather tired of repeating some
trouble things every day . however ,after few years, i have learned to
dear litter things by myself.
There are three chirdren in my family and i am the youngest one.
Because of that ,i was always in the charge of my siblings , the more
they made fool of me ,the more i loved to peddle gossip .finally ,they
did not want to have talk with me any longer ,it seems that i was
abscent between them . in the end ,my great mother played a role of
man-between ,first ,she gave me a lesson about how to get well along
with other people . next tomorrow,my brother came to me and made a
formal self-criticism about his behaviours. Thought that ,you can
see ,relations were on the basic of understanding and endurance to
each other. So, do not be ashamed of making mistakes,it happened to
the best of us.
Making a choice in your life was a lecture in my family.usually ,when
i was tired of farm work ,my humourous father woud turn to me : "what
would you want to be ? would you want tofollow in my footsteps to take
over my farms ?" i shaked my head so strong : "never ,dad ,never want
me to take over your fames ,i has my own dream ,i will be a white-
collar in my own office ."father smilling without saying anything.
Now ,i am a undergrauate,whatever i meet ,i will move on as my usual
pace . finally ,i just want to think myparents,it is them who creat
mytoday .