Claudia Hendershot
Stories (2/0)
The sun rose slowly
The sun rose slowly along the horizon, emitting a dazzling light that shone brightly on the patches of green crops along the country path. The air in the country is unusually fresh in the morning. Wipe the sleepy eyes, stretch, look at the pleasant scenery in the distance, make people feel refreshed, you can harvest the vitality needed for a day. The work is never done. Four days have passed since I went to the countryside. Every day to a lot of "websites, one article from the life experience of teammates, but also staring at the computer all day, constantly revise and publish, really very boring, very boring! Through the window, watching the scenery outside, just the sunshine, vibrant plants, make people relaxed and happy. There's a wonderful world out there. I'm going to have a look. So, I decided to put down the work at hand, with a relaxed and happy mood, step on the steps, to watch the different scenery outside. Came to a classroom, fifth grade students are in class. They sat in the position one by one, under the leadership of the teacher, read the poem aloud, the voice is extremely loud. Looking at a young smiling face, it is so natural, as if I saw myself in the past, I can't help but recall, think of my childhood, and the corners of my mouth can't help but rise slightly. Childhood is how wonderful, at that time we are so innocent, carefree ah! Work is important, but don't just focus on work and ignore the scenery along the way. It is time for us to know how to steal some leisure in the busy, stop from time to time, look at the people and things around us, leave some good memories for ourselves, and don't let ourselves leave any regrets.You know what it's like to jump off a building? Haha, in fact, it is a kind of weightlessness, a heartbeat. Don't think I'm very experienced, I don't jump buildings, although there are emotions in life, but never think of "death". Life is only once, must cherish! I felt "dead" that day, which is a bit of an exaggeration, probably because the legend of the jump plane is too exaggerated. It was the first time I took a jump plane (18 years old art exam, a year ago), that night was quite bold, I felt nothing to be afraid of. Just rise to feel nothing, slowly side with the scream, the opposite teacher smiled to take pictures of us, then gesture to take pictures, and then the side is still screaming, but I can not make a sound, the heartbeat, unspeakable..... The first time to take the jump plane did not have a violent reaction, but felt the heartbeat! Then go to the playground and face the jump machine during the day, maybe during the day more rational, actually a little afraid, especially cherish the life, queue in advance actually felt the kind of heartbeat, so, I became the audience, to help them take pictures, but all spent, at that moment to understand why the teacher gave us. The picture doesn't have that hand gesture. I'm happy to be playing Heartbeats at 18. Jumpers, roller coasters, pirate ships. Playing these heartbeat games, I have a secret, that is: the key moment to close your eyes! Ha-ha. This age group play heartbeat is also very good, but I still think to cherish life, safety first! Money can buy a heartbeat but not a life. There is only one time, there is no next life, so live this life well.
By Claudia Hendershot11 months ago in Horror
All the year round
All the year round spring, summer, autumn and winter, the wheels of the years slowly rolled over on the road of the four seasons, leaving a deep and shallow trace. Next, let me talk about the four seasons in the countryside. Spring is the season when all flowers bloom and all things recover. As long as you go into the countryside, you will see a piece of colorful red. Flowers, red to win fire, orange to win clouds, white to win snow. On the hillside, one red, one green, one yellow, one pink. In the fields, in the meadows, there were many tinkling streams running down the hills. There are many big trees beside the stream, the trees are full of flowers, and some trees seem to have not breathed, bare, in short, no matter what trees beside the stream, they are like guards to protect the stream. Summer, is a green, but also the season of fruit harvest. As long as you go into the countryside, you will see large green leaves. On the hillside, green grass cascaded down like a waterfall. In the orchard, strings of lychees and longans hang like gemstones in the jasper fruit forest. Farmer uncle can be happy, fruit basket by basket shipped out. Autumn, is the harvest fruit, is also a golden season. As long as you walk into the countryside, you will see large tracts of golden rice fields, wheat heads all plump and fat, farmers uncle busy not also lehu. In the orchard, all kinds of fruits are ripe, there are oranges, apples, peaches, cantaloupe, and oranges, persimmons and so on hanging on the branches, the branches are bent. Some of the fruit has not been picked by the farmer uncle, threw into the embrace of the earth mother, showing a look of unhappiness, as if to say: "Why don't you pick me earlier?" Winter, is a piece of snow, but also animals hibernate season. As long as you walk into the countryside, see a white, branches, eaves hung with snow, the earth mother also put on a new dress. Oh, the countryside is always so beautiful!One weekend, my parents and I went to the Galaxy Park to play. To the park, ah! The air here is fresh, the environment is beautiful, and everywhere is clean. There is a lake in the park. There is a bridge across the lake. A tall minaret rises into the sky. Look! The white clouds are waving at it! A piece of green lawn, grass on the lawn straight body, flowers bloom a beautiful smiling face, green trees spread lush branches, birds singing happily in the tree. People were swinging their OARS in the lake and laughing. It's picturesque and fascinating." Mom, go play over there! ". After saying that, I pulled my mother's hand and ran to the gazebo. In the gazebo, there are old people sitting on benches talking and laughing, and there are children playing; There are young people staring at the distant landscape, and there are painters meditating on the bench. My mother and I walked around a circle and went to the place where many stones gathered. These stones are submerged in water, but they are very stable to sit on, which is a good natural place. My mother and I were tired of walking, so we rested on the stone. My mother and I took out our own fruit to eat. My mother told me to put the fruit peels in plastic bags and then put them in the trash. At this time, an adult riding a bicycle whistled past us, throwing a candy paper on the ground. I stared angrily at his receding back, but ran to pick it up and put it in our plastic bag. At this time, my "mood is also a heavy, asked my mother:" that person really does not care for the environment, what a beautiful park ah, casually throw garbage. Mom, I like to come to the park, the ambient air is good here, but why are there less and less places like this in our city?"
By Claudia Hendershot11 months ago in Blush