幼儿园毕业后，爸爸对我说：“儿子，你七岁了，可以学游泳了。”我听了，高兴极了，连忙说：“好好好，太好了!”可能是我和水特别融洽，一般人要二十天才能学会游泳，而我通过七天的努力，就能开始蛙泳了。七天后，我在游泳池里游的距离一天天拉长，一个月后，父亲就带我到三百多米长的水库里游了，那个夏天，我不停地感受到水库里同游的大人的赞叹声和惊讶的表情。于是，在我心里，太阳公公也特别的亲切，水库的水特别的凉爽。

夏天在我无限留恋中很快地过去了，接下去的日子，我一直期待着下一个夏天的到来，转眼间，4个夏天和着我的欢笑、伴随我的刻苦练习，悄悄的来了又走，她留给我长高的个子，健壮的肌肉，不断增多的朋友和见识。

我赞美夏天，她赐给我生活的热情，带给我成长的快乐。

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我想：每个人都知道，世界上最简单，最单纯的爱，是我们的妈妈给的。我不知道你们是怎么想的，但是我认为，母亲是上帝派来保护我们的天使，让我们不受到任何伤害。我的妈妈就是这样。

记得那天下午，我和爸爸去海边洗澡，回来就像一只落汤鸡。白天倒没有什么。到了晚上，我不知不觉就开始头痛了起来。我痛苦地呻吟着，把妈妈给吵醒了。妈妈连忙走过来，摸了摸我的头，亲切地问：“孩子，你怎么了？是哪里不舒服吗？”我痛苦地说：“妈妈，我的头非常痛。”妈妈说：“要不然我给你拿一瓶水喝一下，要是再痛，我们就去医院看看。”我说：“好。我喝了水，但还是很痛。”妈妈二话不说把我带到医院。医生说：“您的儿子发高烧，烧到了39度多。”妈妈听了这句话，说：“求你把我的儿子治好。”医生说：“治好这个病要住院。”

医生开始给我打点滴。我躺在床上，妈妈坐在椅子上。医生说：“要挂4瓶，其中有两瓶是大瓶的，你要在那儿看。”妈妈就一直在那儿看看我，看着点滴。

早上起来，看见妈妈的眼睛红通通的。我问妈妈：“妈妈，你怎么了？”妈妈说：”没事！”我心里想：“应该是昨天晚上都没睡吧。”这时，我热泪盈眶，情不自禁地说：“妈妈，您真好啊！”后来，我的热慢慢地退了。妈妈也放心了。

妈妈给了我多少温暖；妈妈给了我多少关怀；妈妈为我流了多少汗水。我要用优异的成绩来报答您。同学们，我们的父母一边承担生活的重任，一边无微不至地关爱着我们，是多么辛苦啊！让我们一起努力学习，一起成长，成为一个懂得感恩、孝敬父母的人。

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a teacher influences eternity, and he can never tell where his influence ends. badamus's teacher was the engineer of the human soul. stalin, a good student can find his teacher's mistakes, but he should keep silent, because it is these mistakes that helped him and made him embark on the road of everyone i have met.

more or less, he was once my teacher, because i learned from them that emerson's teacher for one day is a father's teacher of all his life. teacher guan hanqing is not only a disseminator of knowledge they should drink some water and remember that the teacher planted the seeds for him, gave birth to curie spring silkworms for him, and killed them. li shangyin's body is not smooth and his body is not right, although this is not the same tan that confucius learned to respect teachers.

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two secondary school teachers i remember show how different people can be though engaged in the same profession.

mrs. wang, my philosophy teacher, sent us to sleep less than ten minutes when she started talking in class. when a head nodded, she would point at the dozing student and made threatening remarks. she said that she was bored teaching us. some students in her eyes had no desire to learn. but the other teacher mr. li always had bright eyes in a smiling face and encouraging words which showed that he loved chinese history he was teaching and wanted us to love it too.

when it came to their attitudes to their students, they were different too. after mrs. wang finished her days lessens she felt that she had finished her job. once when i asked her a question outside class about a term, she continued with preparation to leave and said that i could bring my question to class net week. before i knew it she had put her keys into her handbag and walked out of the door. in the history class, however, a question even after the bell would still be given attention to by mr. li. he would rush to the board in a last minute attempt to clear up. often he was seen with a number of students standing outside the classroom, discussing the days assignment.

their methods of teaching were not like as well. mrs. wang stuck to the tetbook and trained us how to memorize minute facts. however mr. li brought in films, maps, slides, tapes, anything that would help us learn. once the whole class went to see the film lin zeu in order to better understand the history of the opium war from 1840 to 1842.

owing to these contrasts, i do not think i can forget either of my past teachers.

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也许，再也没有比这更亮丽的风景了─??

绿草如茵，蓝天如碧，一个年轻的妈妈，就是在这样的时刻，带着她的女儿在草地上放风筝。

风筝飞得挺高，风筝线就牵在那年轻妈妈的.手中：她已经累了，脸上沁出了细密的汗珠。

坐在轮椅上的孩子则拍着小手兴冲冲地笑，笑声挺亮，使人想起了天堂里的阳光。

那孩子比我小，那明媚的笑自然吸引了我，我就细看，天!小女孩儿竟然是个不幸的盲人。

于是，也就在这一刹那，我的心被深深地震撼了。

我走向孩子并抱起了她，问：“风筝飞得高吗?”

“高！”

“你能看得见吗？”

“能!”