Braid sister constellation story _ Braid sister constellation story Virgo

After reading "Stars", I feel that before 1, I always thought that people with wings were angels, but after reading this article, I vaguely feel that as long as a person is kind, has a pure heart and loves others, she is an angel, just like Kiki in the article.

Kiki is a kind-hearted child. She will give her beloved chocolate biscuits and a scarf knitted by her mother to her lonely grandfather. After her father died in a car accident, she will give up her studies and study nursing to take care of her disabled mother. She will be silent after being misunderstood by her colleagues and swallow all her tears. When I saw Kiki's mother commit suicide to lighten Kiki's burden, I seemed to hear the last glass-like sound in Kiki's chest. It turns out that love can also hurt people. And the ending of the story will eventually be perfect. Kiki didn't become a real angel, but the fragments in her heart turned into stars. I think Kiki will be happy, too.

For angels, the heart is the most important thing. We should be like Kiki, pure and kind, and love lovely people around us.

After closing the book, I looked up at the endless night. The sky seems to be dotted with stars, bright and beautiful. They shine like gems, smile like stars and whisper like the wind. I think that's a fragment of Kiki's heart.

After watching the stars, I feel that when I was young, I was always alone and had few friends. Every time I am bored or in a bad mood, I like to sit by the big tree in front of the door, indulge in the peace and harmony at that moment, close my eyes, feel the earth hug me tightly and tell me: don't be afraid, I will always accompany you, accompany you. Open your eyes and look up at the stars. Everything is quiet, cold and lonely, within reach. Suddenly, a star crowded into my sight. In this silent night, it shines with dazzling light. Seems to be trying to get my attention, sometimes shy and sometimes enthusiastic, so that I can no longer ignore it. It's strange that although you and I are far apart, I feel that you are close at hand. Just like my friend, my breath is as close.

I remember that in Good Night, My Star, that kind little mouse also had such a star. Unlike this star, its one has no dazzling light, but it is cherished. I love it more than all animals. Watching it every night is like watching your best friend. Even if you are "sick", don't give up, help it and accompany it. Until dawn comes.

Friends? What a warm sentence. I also have such a friend, a friend like a star. She's, like, ordinary. But I cherish her as much as I cherish everything I have.

We have known each other for eleven years. Now I have just entered the threshold of adulthood. It is conceivable that this friendship that grew up together can no longer be explained by friendship. Although the process of getting along is a bit bumpy, just like there are no two identical leaves in this world, who can guarantee that two people have exactly the same personality? I can't remember what my heartbeat was when I first met you. But every wonderful moment we get along with is deeply imprinted in my mind.

You are my star and always bring me warmth when I am lonely. You always said I was a tangled person. Although it looks lively and cheerful on the surface, there is always a faint sense of loneliness inside. You also swore overbearingly: it is good to have you alone in my world, which is already lively enough. I like to walk around the playground alone and feel the faint sadness quietly. Maple leaves rustle under the dance of the wind, and there is no one over the playground, as if isolated from the world. I stood there, as small as a drop of water in the sea, and now I will be afraid, but I will be more lonely. Because I am always alone, alone. "Hey, why are you always here alone? This makes me easy to find. Let's go and play together. " You smile, the wind blows your hair, just like an elf falling into the world. The difference is that you have a pair of brighter eyes, like stars. I am deeply immersed in it, no longer feel afraid and lonely, but a warm current is injected into my heart, warm and beautiful.

You are my star and always show me the way when I am confused. At that time, we were still in the third grade, and we were overwhelmed by test papers and materials every day. The learning atmosphere in the class has always been good. Everyone is working hard and making progress. However, my grades have dropped again and again. So I cried miserably. Tears seemed to read my mind and kept flowing. You sat next to me and stayed with me silently. When I feel better, you ask me, "Do you know what your goal is? Everyone in the class has their own goals and directions. They know what they want. What about you? I have been in a state of confusion, I don't know what I want, and I don't know which school I want to enter. Is it' home squatting'? " Yes, you are right. I really have no plans for my future. Looking at the quiet water in the lake, and then looking at you quietly, I suddenly understand what I really want and what I really want.

You are my star and always give me strength when I am down. I can't speak, and my language ability is not good. What I often say is far from what I want to express. So I am often misunderstood, confused and distressed, but more depressed. I began to hate myself and became less talkative. That day, you sent me a postcard, which read: Friendship is not a short-lived fireworks, but a sincere picture; Friendship is not a long acquaintance, but a heart-to-heart acquaintance. I still have this postcard, which brought me strength when I was lost. Every time I see it, it's like seeing you and recalling my own dribs and drabs. A beautiful past shining like a star.

Xi Murong once said: Life should forget yourself for someone at least once, asking for no result, no company, no ownership, but meeting you in my most beautiful years.

In a blink of an eye, it is a moment of temporary separation. I went to high school and you became an office worker. But I always believe that the temporary separation is for better meeting next time. Although we live in different places, we are always inseparable. On the chat software, we chat with each other about our life experiences and occasionally tease each other. Everything is calm and beautiful.

"We are the stars in the sky, meet and separate in the sky, and light up each other's hearts with warm and faint light. In the vast night sky, I heard the sound of heartbeat. Although separated from Wan Li, eager eyes are looking for each other's traces. Please leave your footprints in my dreams. "

After reading "Stars", I finally arrived at the second day of the Lunar New Year, and I will soon return to my "beloved" school. There were only the last few Chinese newspapers to read, so I took them out of my schoolbag and read them. Watching, I was attracted by the image of a Santa Claus, a loving Santa Claus. Look below, I have to read the question "Every star is love".

The article tells us that a gentleman asked the children's Christmas wishes, and everyone answered "gold, foreign buildings …" first, and then. Wade, who was poor, single, lost his parents and brought up by his grandmother, sat quietly in his seat without saying a word. When this gentleman came to Wade's eyes, Wei Decai expressed his wish: a pair of cotton gloves and a pair of cotton shoes. All the children present burst into laughter. The gentleman asked Wade why he wanted these gifts. Wade replied: "Mr. Wang's hands are very cold, so he will be warm with cotton gloves;" Grandma's feet are frostbitten. Just put on cotton shoes. "The audience was quiet, and everyone was moved by Wade's care for his family and husband.

After reading it, I deeply felt the brilliant color of Wade. He is just an ordinary little boy, but his loving heart is really embarrassing. When everyone was clamoring for those precious things, he was not infected by everyone, and his heart was still filled with his husband who had worked hard to educate him and his grandmother who raised him; When he was born in poverty and was able to make gentle wishes and satisfy things that he didn't dare to think at ordinary times, he was still considerate of his husband and relatives. How can this kind of love, this kind of virtue, not impress people?

When I want to study Wade, I think of others, not only my husband and relatives, but also everyone who is pregnant. First of all, my parents have paid too much for my growth. I thank them, and I will take care of their troubles at home. Sir, I have tried my best to teach me a lot of common sense. I, Mr. Dade, want to be a qualified middle school student and live up to my husband's wishes ... When I grow up, I will do my best to repay my family and society. Because love can make life magnificent, only when it is full of love will the world become more harmonious and gentle.

After reading the article "Stars in the Apple", I feel that although the article looks simple, after careful taste, I feel that there are many great truths in it.

At first, I saw the little boy in the article say, "There is a little star hidden in the apple." I feel so strange! I was shocked. I usually eat countless apples, but I have never seen stars in them! With questions, I continued reading. "The little boy took out an apple, picked up a small fruit knife and solemnly showed his father what he had found. He cut the apple with difficulty. But the child did not cut vertically from the stem to the bottom, but cut horizontally. "When reading a book, I picked up a red apple and fell. "Hey, there really is a little star!" I shouted in surprise. When I peel apples, I never cut them horizontally. Of course, I have never seen this lovely little star. So I also want to thank this article for letting me see this lovely little star.

After watching the stars, I understand a truth. If you always do everything the way others teach you, what can you gain and surprise yourself? Because someone else found the answer. I remember once, when I was doing a math problem, I finished it easily, but when I was about to do the next problem, it suddenly occurred to me that the teacher said there were many solutions to this problem. So I said to myself, "Come on! Beyond yourself! " I calculated it carefully and kept thinking. Finally, 15 minutes later, I succeeded! I thought to myself: If I hadn't made it with my own brain, I wouldn't be as happy as I am now. diary

Through this article, I learned to look for surprises, and the next surprise is coming to me. I will definitely use the golden key to open it!

I read a lot of books this summer. Some books make me laugh, and some books make me feel sad. Among them, my favorite book is Good Night, My Star, which I can never get tired of reading.

When I finished reading One day, the little mouse's star turned into a black stone. The little mouse is very sad. He did his best, but he was not discouraged. Miracle appeared, the black stone was lit by fireflies, turned into a big bright star, and flew back to the sky. "This passage, in addition to being touched by the persistent spirit of the little mouse, at the same time, I also thought of myself.

I remember when I was in the third grade, my parents asked me to learn Olympic Mathematics. Seriously, I'm not interested in the Olympic Mathematics, because I always think it's too difficult, but it's hard to disobey my father's orders, so I have to angrily walk into the Olympic Mathematics class. After the results of the first exam came out, I was the last of all the students in the Olympic math class. After reading the results, my heart was pounding. In the past few years, although my grades are not among the best, they are also among the best. I've never been so bad.

On the way home, watching the sunset, people coming and going in the street are in a hurry. There seems to be no warmth in the passing crowd, and I feel the cold that I have never felt before. When I passed the bookstore, I accidentally caught a glimpse of this book "Good night, my star". Only she smiled at me quietly outside the window, and my heart was shocked, as if I had met a friend I hadn't seen for years, and it was like hitting it off at once. I quickly walked into the bookstore and grabbed it from the shelf, as if I was worried about being taken away by others. Choose a corner and I read greedily. The lion king is arbitrary, but in the end he can correct his mistakes; Owls have wisdom; The little monkey is very clever; The little mouse is kind, full of responsibility and love. The little mouse is not afraid of difficulties, works seriously, faces difficulties bravely and solves them, which makes me very ashamed. I see my own shadow in seemingly weak animals.

Yes, there will be many disappointments in life. When we encounter setbacks, our first thought is how to overcome them with our intelligence, not to escape. Some people say that difficulties are like mirrors. Laugh at it, and cry at it. Thought of here, I closed the book and seemed to understand a lot. When I walked out of the bookstore, I felt a lot more relaxed with this book "Good Night, My Star" in my hand.

This book makes me understand that cherishing teaches us to cherish our own property. Only by being brave can we overcome all the difficulties in life. How's it going? If you listen to my speech and think it is a good book, you are welcome to borrow it from me!

I forgot to tell you that my Olympic math level has also made great progress!

During the six summer vacations, I read a lot of books, but what I remember most clearly is Good Night, My Star.

The story happened one night in the garden, and the lion king wanted to share the stars in the night sky with everyone. The lion king and the little monkey were both assigned a star. However, the little mouse came late and had to adopt a small black star. In this way, the little mouse still takes care of it carefully, looks at it and says good night to it every day. Suddenly one day, the stars turned into meteors and fell. When the mouse found it again, it had turned into a black stone. The little mouse was very sad and had to take it home. The little mouse tried to make the little black stone glow again, but it didn't work. The desperate mouse went to ask his friend for help, but their friend forgot the separation of the stars. The lion king and the little monkey turned to fireflies for help in shame. As a result, this star flew with the help of fireflies and became the biggest and brightest star in the sky. ...

In the story, the little mouse was not unhappy because he was assigned to the worst star. The little mouse's love for the little star taught me to cherish the things around me, to care for him and warm him with love; When you encounter difficulties, you should face them bravely like a little mouse and actively try to help him; I also feel that the little star brings me hope and happiness. ...

Good night, my star. Good night, people who love me, people I love. ...

I read an article today entitled "Good night, my star".

The article mainly tells that the lion king asked the animals in the forest to divide the stars, and the mouse was divided into a small, dark and close star. The lion king stipulates that everyone can only look at his own stars, and everyone agrees. The little mouse is honest. It only looks at its own stars every day. When it wants to sleep, it always says to the star, "Good night, my star."

One night, the stars were shining, and the little mouse felt that the stars were sick. He went to the lion king. The lion king said to give him all the stars in the sky and told him not to think about those sick stars. The little mouse disagreed and went home. Suddenly, the star fell and landed in the window of the little mouse. The little mouse bathed the stars, let them bask in the sun and let them shine on the moon, but none of them lit up. Finally, thousands of fireflies helped light the stars. ...

I was very moved by this story, which made me understand several reasons: be honest and trustworthy, just like a little mouse only sees its own stars every day; Stick to your dreams and never give up, just like a mouse sticking to lighting the stars. I think, in this world, there are losers who give up halfway and winners who stick to the end.

Thinking that I didn't want to learn swimming after just a few classes, my father encouraged me: "Persistence is victory!" " "Soon, I was finally able to swim freely in the water.

It also occurred to me that Edison insisted on doing more than 3,000 experiments in order to invent the light bulb.

Failure is the mother of success. Those losers, please stand up and try again. As long as you persist, your dream will come true! Let's learn more from this spirit of mice.

Seeing the stars, I feel a team, relying on their spirit and perseverance, crossing the vast snow-capped mountains and the endless grasslands. Their footprints were deeply imprinted on that desolate land, and they created a miracle that the world lamented. This team is the Red Army.

Stars in the Distance is the work of Zhang Pincheng, the elder brother of the Red Army, which vividly restores the legendary "Red Army crossing the grass". When reading this book, I can really feel that the Red Army soldiers are hungry because they have no food to eat, deeply saddened by the death of their comrades, and happy to find a highland barley. ...

The book mainly describes a reception team led by Ou Xiyang, the head of the team, who walked at the end of the whole Red Army and specially accommodated some Red Army soldiers separated from the big army. But along the way, they hardly took in anyone, except a deserter named Mao. All they saw was the cold bodies of soldiers lying on the grass.

The hardships and hardships of the soldiers along the way are unimaginable to ordinary people. Although the beautiful grassland is full of flowers, who knows whether it is hard land or muddy swamp under the flowers? How many lives have been swallowed up by this "flower trap"? Unfortunately, however, the swamp "ate" the food truck of the shelter team. With the lack of food and the death of more and more brothers, the morale of the army began to fall apart, and more and more soldiers began to believe the prophecy that no one could walk out of this grassland. But later, with the death of several reception team backbones and a series of follow-up events, the living soldiers once again strengthened their determination and confidence to get out of the grass. They ate barley grains and vultures that ate their brothers' corpses. They encouraged and supported each other, and they had a firm belief in their hearts-stick to it and get out of the grass.

Finally, one day, the soldiers found that the distant village was faintly visible, and they realized that they had walked out of the grass. The soldiers embraced excitedly and left tears. Brave and fearless Red Army soldiers proved by their actions that predictions can be broken! Nothing is impossible as long as you have perseverance and perseverance.

When I closed the book "Stars in the Distance", my heart was still restless for a long time. I deeply realize that no matter what I do, perseverance and perseverance are essential to life. Without perseverance, no matter how well you do at first, giving up halfway will only lead to failure. My friend, you will encounter difficulties in everything. When you feel difficult and want to give up, please think about these Red Army soldiers who participated in the Long March. Let us firmly believe that persistence is victory!

There is a feeling when reading "Stars" that "Looking for Stars" is really a good book, and anyone who reads it will say yes. After reading it, I learned a lot about stars. I can know the stars and constellations in the whole sky by reading the all-sky star map.

I just heard the names of some stars before, such as Polaris and Big Dipper … but I don't know which side they are in the sky, let alone where to find them. Now, I have seen not only the stars I have heard of before, but also many stars and constellations I have never heard of or seen before. After reading this book, I learned a good way to find the stars.

I clearly remember one night in summer, the weather was fine, and I sat by a nice stream with my good friends. Look, the stars in the sky are shining like countless pairs of eyes, as if to ask, "Do you know us?" I hurried to the balcony with the book Looking for Stars, determined to look for stars according to the all-sky star map.

After a while, I lost my patience, and even the Big Dipper, which people often say, was not found. Isn't the Big Dipper like a spoon? Why can't I find it? At this time, I remembered what the teacher often said: "Be patient, be careful and persist." So I started looking again. Soon, I found seven bright stars in the northern sky. Connecting them together like spoons, I couldn't help shouting, "Haha, I finally found the Big Dipper!" " "Then, I found the Polaris according to the method in the book, and the two stars next to the spoon extended five times. Haha, finally found it! What a big shining star. Ah, it's smiling at me. This is the North Star. At this time, my interest was higher, and I continued to look for Altair and Vega. On the vast shores of the Milky Way, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl can only meet once a year on the seventh day of July. One day when I visit them in the Milky Way, I will send them a message and build a bridge. Oh, it turns out that reading can bring us so much fun.

After reading Looking for the Stars, I am more interested in the sky. I think there must be many stars in the sky. I will keep looking for the stars.

There is a feeling of 10 when watching "Stars". I read the book Brother from the Stars today.

This book is about a strange child-Diandian, she is ugly. But a woman like a fairy found her and adopted her. Later, my mother gave birth to a brother with autism, named baby. Mother is determined to transform him into a normal person. My mother put up colorful literacy cards at home and took pains to teach the baby.

Little by little, it became a grass that died by itself. One day, mom and dad divorced and followed dad a little. In the summer vacation, she came to her mother's place, but her mother was going to Shanghai to study, and the baby couldn't go far away. She stayed to look after the baby. Two weeks later, she gave her mother a surprise: the baby would call her mother.

Diandian is considerate and will think from the perspective of others;

She is gentle as water. She is mother's intimate little cotton-padded jacket;

She values family. She prefers a quiet and peaceful environment to conflict with others. She is insecure and fragile;

One second she was timid, the next she jumped and jumped, very emotional;

She is gentle and considerate to the human body;

Her feelings are rich and delicate, and she is nostalgic. No matter how good the new one is, it cannot compare with the old one. She has first-class observation and super good memory;

She is made of water. She cries when she is unhappy and when she is happy.

Isn't she a typical cancer girl?

I like Diandian, a sensitive girl. If I can meet her, I will say to her, "Hello, Diandian. I am your little fan. I hope that in the future, you can relax and stop worrying; Learn to speak, say what bothers you, don't keep it in your heart, you will feel better if you say it; After reading your story, I was very moved, from which I learned not to haggle over every ounce, to take a step back. Thank you! "

Dear teachers and friends, I strongly recommend that you also read the book Brother from the Stars written by Braided Sister Yu, the constellation story of Braided Sister Cancer!

I hope everyone can communicate more with children and pay more for them!