第2个回答 2019-11-30
“好,明天再聊……”出了门,告别了过生日的朋友,我踏上了回家的大路。
漆黑的天空中,云朵遮去了月光,尽现着夜晚的凄凉。我一个人走在大街上,站在车站等了许久,低头看了看手表才发现末班车已经没有了。我心里很焦急:怎么办?不如叫辆三轮车回家吧?我伸手拦车,听着秒针“嗒嗒……”的声音,不禁想到了回家晚了要面对的“惨状”。心里想着,终于有一辆三轮车缓缓地向我驶来停到了我面前。
我快步走上前,对那人说:“您好,去模式口西里十元送吗?”“十五吧,我们一天也找不到几个人,更何况那里不很近”那人说。我想了想,因为再不回去的话就更晚了,便说:“好吧”,我上了车。坐在车里,外面的风吹进来使我感到阵阵寒意,街上的灯闪着点点黄韵的光,借着微弱的灯光,我看见了那人的背作文
https://www.zuowenwang.net/影,他穿着灰大衣,大衣上散落的补丁怕是已经补过好几回了吧?衣服上的灰尘在点点光晕下若隐若现,回想起他说话的声音,他的嗓音有些沙哑却又不失朴实,想必是饱经了风霜吧。一路无言……
停了车,我对他说:“我可以叫我妈妈来给您付钱吗?”那人犹豫了一下,可能是怕我跑了吧,“我家很近的,就在那里。”我生怕他不信,还给他指了一下。那人说:“算了吧,你那里有多少钱?”我把衣服上的兜都翻了一遍,最后只找到了八元钱,我把钱给了他:“大叔,我跑到楼下喊也可以,您等下我……”“不用了吧,”那人打断了我的话语。“那怎么行?”我心里很是过意不去。“算了吧,你要是下次看见我,还来坐我的车吧。”……
站在楼下,看着他离去的背影一点点地远去,外面虽然很冷,但是我的心却很温暖。
第4个回答 2021-01-03
That day, I came home late
Today is Friday. I'm going home after my photography class. But next Monday, I have to hand in a piece of assessment work about birds, which makes me worried all the time, because I haven't got any work that I can hold. I happened to pass Lu Xun Park on my way home. I think, look for another chance.
When I got to Lu Xun Park, I found a very quiet place. A winding stream was flowing quietly and slowly. So I set up the equipment and went to the stream to wait for the birds. I have long understood that photography is an art, an art that requires patience and perseverance - you have to stay still, wait patiently, and focus all the time to capture the beautiful lens at any time. It's really hard work. I'm an active person, and I don't meet the basic requirements of a photographer. But I love photography. I firmly believe that a stone, as long as it is carefully polished and carved, will eventually become a dazzling stone. Photography is the same, as long as through unremitting practice and attempt, shooting animals can be as vivid as still life.
I don't know how long I've been waiting. Finally, a bird in blue, waving its little wings, landed on a Chimonanthus tree by the stream. I was so surprised that I wanted to clap my hands and say, "come down to the stream and have a drink." I cried eagerly in my heart. I saw the bird jumping in the branches, with his light body constantly sweeping down the branches of the snow, but refused to come down. This is early winter, the grass covered with a layer of frost, my abdomen seems to have been soaked in ice water, very uncomfortable, cold wind is blowing, blowing my hands red, almost numb. I was deadlocked with the bird for 20 minutes. It seemed that the bird suddenly fell in love, flew down the tree, hopped on the grass, slowly approached the stream and wandered by the stream. From time to time, he stopped to comb his soft feathers. From time to time, he looked left and right, and his small eyes were full of vigilance. Even so, I feel the great gift from God. I adjusted the focus and got ready to take a picture. Finally, he bent down and drank a few mouthfuls of water like a dragonfly. I pressed the shutter to take this group of perfect pictures, which is a quiet and beautiful picture: clear stream; blue spirit; harmonious mood A sense of pride arises from the bottom of my heart. It's hard to wait for a long time, but the rich achievements are more unforgettable.
At this time, I took a look at my watch. It's more than 5 o'clock. I came home late today! I immediately put away my equipment and ran home.
After dinner, my father and I went to develop photos. After the development of the photo is more people can't put it down, looking at it, the picture of lying down and waiting reappear in front of my eyes. Dad told me that I overcame my inner impetuosity with patience, and I overcame myself.(自己翻译)