初中英语读后感万能模板优秀20篇

When memory began for me, my grandfather was past sixty-a great tall man

with thick hair becoming gray. He had black eyes and a straight nose which ended

in a slightly flattened tip. Once he explained seriously to me that he got that

flattened tip as a small child when he fell down and stepped on his nose.

The little marks of laughter at the corners of his eyes were the prodnct of

a kindly and humorous nature. The years of work which had bent his shoulders had

never dulled his humour nor his love of a joke.

Everywhere he went, "Gramp" made friends easily. At the end of half an hour

you felt you had known him all your life. I soon learned that he hated to give

orders , but that when he had to, he tried to make his orders sound like

suggestions.

One July morning, as he was leaving to go to the cornfield, he said :

"Edwin, you can pick up the potatoes in the field today if you want to do that.

" Then he drove away with his horses.

The day passed, and I did not have any desire to pick up potatoes. Evening

came and the potatoes were still in the field. Gramp, dusty and tired, led the

horses to get their drink.

"How many bags of potatoes were there?" Gramp inquired. "I dont know.

"

"How many potatoes did you pick up?"

"I didnt pick any. " "Not any! Why not?"

"You said I could pick, them up if I wanted to. You didnt say I had to.

"

In the next few minutes I learned a lesson I would not forget: when Gramp

said I could if I wanted to, he meant that I should want to.

Gram hated cruelty and injustice. The injustices of history, even those of

a thousand years before, angered her as much as the injustices of her own

day.

She also had a deep love of beauty. When she was almost seventy-five, and

had gone to live with one of her daughters, she spent a delightful morning

washing dishes because, as she said, the beautiful patterns on the dishes gave

her pleasure. The bird, the flowers, the clouds-all that was beautiful around

her- pleased her. She was like the father of the French painter, Millet, who

used to gather grass and show it to his son , saying , "See how beautif ul this

is ! "

In a pioneer society it is the harder qualities of mind and character that

are of value. The softer virtues are considered unnecessary. Men and women

struggling daily to earn a living are unable, even for a moment, to forget the

business of preserving their lives. Only unusual people, like my grandparents,

manage to keep the softer qualities in a world of daily struggle.

Such were the two people with whom I spent the months from June to

September in the wonderful days of summer and youth.

Having read the book Sister Carrie written by Theodore Dreiser,a very complicate feeling struck me,for the society,the people in America in the late 19th century.We can see clearly about the decadent and hypocritical moral principles of the bourgeois.They pursue only position,authority and money.Pleasure is their honest companion.

The society was developing rapidly and the people"s living standards were also improving.Yes,the prosperity appeared.But on the other hand,the gap between the poor and the rich was strengthened.While some people were playing and drinking,the other people were working,even begging.Behind the happiness,hiding much misery.Facing all of these,I am confused whether I should happy about the development of the society or I should sad about the cruel.

But I know I will give much sympathy to all of these people,no matter they rich or poor.I am sorry that the rich have lost their good morality,their sympathy and I think they are blank in their spiritThe poor,of course,are busy all the day for supporting themselves and their family,no time enjoying the life.All of them are the sacrifices of the society.

In this book,,only Sister Carrie can present us all of these.At first,she was poor.She had to work hard,but only made ends meet.She admired the pleasure, quick to understand the keener pleasures of life, ambitious to gain in material things.You know, Of an intermediate balance, under the circumstances, there is no possibility. The city has its cunning wiles, no less than the infinitely smaller and more human tempterTheir beauty, like music, too often relaxes, then wakens, then perverts the simpler human perceptions.Then, not only did Carrie feel the drag of desire for all which was new and pleasing in apparel for women, but she noticed too, with a touch at the heart, the fine ladies who elbowed and ignored her, brushing past in utter disregard of her presence. She realized in a dim way how meant for women, and she longed for dress and beauty with a whole heart.Her craving for pleasure was so b that it was the one stay of her nature.

She would speak for that when silent on all else.As a result,she left her sister,following Chas.H.Drouet,a salesman.So she has the beautiful room,has the satisfied dress and so on.For a pereid of time,she was happy and satisfied.But drived by the desire,Sister Carrie wants more. In Carrie-as in how many of our wordings do they not?

instinct and reason, desire and understanding, were at war for the mastery. She followed whither her craving led. She was as yet more drawn than she drew.When she went to the theatre with Drouet that spectacle pleased her immensely. The color and grace of it caught her eye. She had vain imaginings about place. and power, about faroff lands and magnificent people. When it was over, the clatter of coaches and the throng of fine ladies made her stare. CARRIE WAS AN APT STUDENT of fortune’s ways-of for Time’s superficialities. Seeing a thing, she would immediately set to inquiring how she would look, properly rated to it.

Be it known that this is not fine feeling, it is Not wisdom. The greatest minds are not so afflicted; and On the contrary, the lowest order of mind is not so disturbed. Fine clothes to her were a vast persuasion; they spoke tenderly and Jesuitical for themselves. When she came within earshot of their pleading,desire in her bent a willing ear. The voice of the socalled inanimate!If we can say,then she falls in love with Hurstwood,maybe pursuits something in spirit which cannot get from Drouet who seeks the enjoy all day and only cares about himself.With the developing of the story,we can see Carrie going through some difficulties,eloping with Hurstwood.But at last,in New York,Carrie became an actress by chance and turned out to be one of New York"s most popular actresses.Nevertheless,she was not quite happy but felt lonely and void.To the result,I am thinking,maybe this is inevitable.This is the fate in that society.

In the novel,too much gave me a deeply impression,especially the enormous change of Hurstwood.From the manager of a saloon to a beggary,Hurstwood had stolen money from the safe in order to elope with Carrie,but finally committed suicide.What is the reason,who is wrong.Perhaps nobody knows,we cannot say Carrie or his families leading to this.Maybe this is the so-called destiny.But still seems to some deceiving ourselves.

Let us have a look at the other people,the families of the Hurstwood,his wife and daughter,only love the vanity and seek the pleasure.They are cold and selfish.We cannot find the happiness that belongs to a family,Hurstwood cannot feel the warmAnother person,Drouet, He loved fine clothes, good eating, and particularly the company and acquaintanceship of successful men.He has vanity and ambition. He might suffer the least rudimentary twinge of conscience in whatever he did, and in just so far he was evil and sinning.He also loves women. Drouet had a habit, characteristic of his kind, of looking after stylishly dressed or pretty women on the street and remarking upon them. He had just enough of the feminine love of dress to be a good judge-not of intellect, but of clothes.

He saw how they set their little feet, how they carried their chins, with what grace ands sinuosity they swung their bodies. A dainty, self-conscious swaying of the hips by a woman was to him as alluring as the glint of red wine to a toper. He would turn and follow the disappearing vision with his eyes. he would thrill as a child with the unhindered passion that was in him. He loves the thing that women love in themselves, grace. At this their own shrine, he Knelt with them, an ardent devotee.He lost the higher dreame.

No matter the result of these people is good or bad,I will feel sorry for them.They are the sacrifices of the society.We cannot only regard these as the destiny.Something else has led these.Of course, we also cannot say it is the fault of the developmental society.Maybe what we can do is keep ourselves with our best.

People always say that love from father is as strong as the mountain, which

gives us the great strength to move on. In Chinese traditional role, father is

described to be a quiet man but the way he loves you can be seen all the time,

while love from western father are much obvious. There always hug and kiss

between children and parents. My father is a classic quiet father. He doesnt

talk much, but he will never miss any moment that is important for me. When I

have performance in school, he must be one of the audience, no matter how busy

he is. Before I sleep, he will help me check on my homework. I love my

father.

这天我看了一本书，名叫《黑骏马》，这本书的主要资料是，黑骏马从小生活在贵族人家，受过良好的训练，性格温顺，而且聪明、机智，主人十分喜欢他。但是好景不长，主人家里有了变故，黑骏马不得不被卖掉。他一连被卖过多次，接触过各种人：有喝多了酒就拿马撒气的醉汉，有动辄抽鞭子的出租马车车夫，有不把动物当回事的野蛮人，也有把动物当成朋友的好人家，尝尽了人间的甜酸苦辣。最后它侥幸有了一个好的归宿。

这本书的对我的启发是很大的，动物通人性，我们怎样对待他们，动物就会怎样对待我们，他们看得出的谁对它好，谁爱护他，他就像一个知恩图报的绅士一样把打你。我们要把动物当人类的朋友。有些人不爱护动物，不珍稀动物，把动物当仇人看待，比如这段话，瑞德骑着我（指黑骏马）来到了训练场，当中我仿佛最错了什么把他惹火了，她就开始使劲的拉缰绳，那个新的马嚼子磕得我很疼，于是我突然暴跳起来，这让它更生气，又开始鞭打我。从中能够看出瑞德对动物那种恶劣99.的态度，是会得到报应的。这种人，不是动物之的抬举的人，受到报应是就应的。

有时候，我们还破坏生态平衡，一向忽略了生态平衡的重要性，超多的捕杀动物，吃野生动物，欺负它们，动物也是我们人类的朋友，如果我们杀了动物，等于杀了自己的朋友，我们将会一辈子抬不起头，所以我们要保护动物。黑骏马的书里的几个小男孩儿，很坏，他们把马儿栓到树上，几天都不给马吃的，还鞭打马儿，把马儿就能折腾死，要是我，我就去把他们带到动物保护区，严厉惩罚他们。让他们明白不保护动物的下场。

我们不能为了一时的幸福，而毁灭了整个生态平衡，动物是我们人类的朋友，我们要保护它们，爱护他们，我觉得人类不能光为了自身的利益让具有生命的动物象机器一样的使用。

全知道爷爷慈祥地说，“到那里用我们的身体去帮人们拿东西，做好事，完成我们的事业。继续往前走，便来到了第三幢楼前，这儿的绿化带别有一番风味，“瞧。”妹妹听了，很快就有了答案，她回答说：“还是十条鱼;你真的不愿再夏夜我们一起数星星直到天亮了吗。

读了狼图腾，我觉得人类根本不算什么，和狼比起来渺小的像细菌。商战中谁不是勾心斗角，损人利己;仕途之路谁敢保证自己光明磊落;为了工作加薪，哪个不是大包小包的送礼，为了自己的利益，谁光明正大的靠本事去争取?狼那么有个性，有骨气，有团体精神，快死的狼宁可自杀也不送与人之手;瘸狼捕食还没有独吞过呢;只要有野心决心信心，狼才不会放弃任何一个战机。

和狼比起来，人的原始形态和狐狸尾巴全部原形毕露。如今打着口号植树造林，防止沙漠化，大多数说说而已，纸上谈兵。谁都知道大西北沙漠连篇得和内地一个省那么大，有多少人扎根边疆，决心改造边疆，吃苦受罪，献其一生?与煮熟的青蛙一样死于安乐。草原赖子洞数不胜数，又深又长，夏季繁殖可达到一成十，十成百，一个赖子一个洞，千个万个草原岂不是遭殃了，所以狼就奉腾格里之命，替天行道铲除赖子，控制动物增减，对草原可是尽职尽忠，功莫大焉。狼对周围的东西十分好奇，恶劣的环境中它们仍是成群结队，大难不死。物竞天择，适者生存。旱灾大白灾，加上狼的高悬赏金诱惑猎人去围剿，狼能不死就说明它对人还留了一手，通有本事着呢。

合上书，眼前又一次浮现种种画面，人类真的可以从狼身上学到很多东西！

心中有他人“人间的真情，美好的爱情，父母的亲情……这一切的一切在赤裸裸的金钱面前显得是那样苍白无力。” 书本后面的这几句话给我留下了深刻的印象。

是的，在19世纪上半期的巴黎社会中，人与人的那种金钱关系实在是太普遍了。《高老头》这本书，以巴黎社会为背景描绘出一幅资本主义的金钱社会百丑图。破落贵族子弟拉斯蒂涅来到巴黎上大学，住在偏僻的伏盖公寓里。他经不起上流社会灯红酒绿的诱惑，通过远房表姐鲍赛昂夫人踏入贵族沙龙，先后结识了两位少妇。而这两位少妇，正是与他同住在伏盖公寓的高老头的女儿。 高老头是个资产阶级暴发户，爱女成癖，并为她们花光了所有家财，而自己却省吃俭用，成了个吝啬鬼，最终因为贫穷而被女儿抛弃，成为金钱关系的牺牲品，凄然死去。高老头的父爱，让两个女儿踏入上流社会，却也正是由于他的溺爱，使两个女儿抛弃了他。

“6点钟，高老头遗体下了墓穴，周围站着女儿家中的管事。拉斯蒂涅出钱买来的简短祈祷词刚念完，那些关事便与神父消失得无影无踪。”即使在高老头的葬礼上，他的女儿也没来看他一眼。可怜的高老头!还有他那可怜的父爱，在灿烂夺目的金钱面前，实在是太微不足道了，最终也只能折服在金钱脚下。 至于文章的另一位主人公，高老头唯一的朋友，那个原本正直善良的拉斯蒂涅，后来也因禁不住上流社会和金钱的诱惑，蜕化成不顾一切去弄钱的野心家。“他看着坟墓，洒下了年轻人最后一滴眼泪。这是神圣的感情在一个纯洁心中逼出来的眼泪，一滴刚落地便立即飞到天上的眼泪。”这滴眼泪在那个金钱社会中是多么难能可贵。可是在这滴真诚的眼泪过后，“他贪婪的目光停留在旺多姆广场的柱子和安伐里特宫的穹顶之间，那里便是上流社会的区域。面对这个喧嚣的蜂窝，他眼中熠熠放光，似乎要把那里的蜜汁一口吮尽。

”即将上演的又是金钱之间的交易和为了金钱不顾一切出卖自己的种.种悲剧。 对于现在，过去的那个巴黎社会已不复存在。但其实，它那时种.种的一切，仍潜伏在现在这个社会中。 《高老头》这本书使我真正了解到:拥有权力获得利益只能带来片刻的欢愉，不是永久。我们应该学会主宰金钱而不是被金钱主宰。并且，在做每一件事前，都问问自己的良心，因为如果你一不小心出卖了他，那么良心的谴责将让你得不到好下场。

可我看见了什么呢?我只看见了自己疯狂的想法。最后，我们两人一无所获，却给整个克拉科夫带来了混乱和灾难。

——题记

《吹号手的诺言》，我已不知是因为什么而看的了，也许是因为纽伯瑞儿童文学金奖的名号，亦或者是它言简意赅的介绍……文学作品看了很多，却唯独对它最有话说。

一页页的阅读，我始终没有发现什么内容乃至是寄托的情感，可以使得它得到如此高的褒扬，因为我认为它不过是个普普通通的冒险故事，讲了一个不顾一切守护那个诺言的故事，这样的题材，似乎颇为多见。直到一语道破迷津。直到那个炼金术士说：

“可我看见了什么呢?我只看见了自己疯狂的想法。”

于是我开始思考，开始疑惑，开始对一切有了新的看法。直到读完，我才明白，这个故事，兴许没那么简单。

当所有人盯着那件稀世珍宝，那个水晶球，开始变得神志不清时，开始变得疯疯癫癫时，所有人认定那颗水晶球的存在，是个祸害。可是，为什么守护着这个水晶球的约瑟一家，却一切如常，甚至心灵愈加质朴、纯洁，没有任何顿生的贪念呢?

于是我终于明白，这个故事最终要说明的，还是人心的善恶。这个水晶球，最了不起便在于，它，能折射人的内心。人心险恶，便会看到险恶之极;人心善良，方能出淤泥而不染，收获本心。

就如我们人一样，我们可能一辈子都没有时间，没有可能去像约瑟一家一样，去守护一个诺言，去经历一次冒险。但至少，我们可以像他们一样，心思澄明，不被事物华丽的表象所迷惑，不忘初心。

生命是怎样的呢?没有人说的清楚，因为它变化多端。但我认为：生命是顽强的。

那天，我走在放学回家的路上，欣赏着两路旁那枝繁叶茂的植物，仿佛身处在一副美丽的画卷中。但事物并不总是完美的，从我的视野望去，有一颗小柳树和周围的美丽景色相比，它显得格格不入，在我看来，它无疑是在这美丽的画卷上烙下了一个污点。

它的枝叶零散，而它那仅有的几片叶子也都泛黄，忽的，一阵微风吹过，将它最后几片叶子吹落到了地上，只剩下光秃秃的枝干。走近一看，它的底部竟有一个高约三尺，宽约一尺的伤痕，让它显得更加丑陋。在微风中，它那细小的身体都显得有些摇摇欲坠，仿佛你一不小心的一碰，它就会倒下，是那么不堪一击，是那么脆弱!

时间的长河缓缓流逝，当我再次当我再次穿梭在这条小径中时，那画卷中的污点不知被谁用橡皮擦去，用绿色的水彩笔涂上了更艳丽的绿，那抹绿在我的眼前跳动着，好像在对我炫耀：你看，我多漂亮!柳树长大了，它伤口的边缘变得圆滑了，好像在渐渐愈合着，不再像以前那么狰狞，反倒更像一条刻在树上的花纹，为它的美又填上了一笔。

再向树上望去，那么多的绿叶，一簇堆在另一簇上，不留一点缝隙，那翠绿的颜色，明亮的照耀着我的眼睛，似乎每一个绿叶上都有一个生命在颤动。柳条上也发出嫩绿的小芽儿，娇滴滴的，一副神气的模样，风一吹，柳树的枝条就随风飘舞，像一个顽皮的孩子在荡秋千，发出银铃般的笑声。它笔直的挺立在那，是那么茁壮，是那么的生机勃勃，是那么的顽强!

看着那坚毅的背影，让我想到在生活中那些遇到坎坷和挫折却顽强奋斗的人们：海伦。凯勒、霍金、张海迪以及在奥运会上取得一个个优异成绩的残疾运动员。他们身残志坚，完成了很多正常人都做不到的事情。还有为抢救别人生命，最后牺牲自己的邓练贤、叶欣、丁秀兰他们都是生活的强者，在有限的生命里，却绽放出了艳丽的花朵!

我被植物顽强的生命打动了，被残疾人的坚持打动了，更被那些舍己救人，不畏生死的人们打动了。生命虽有时脆弱，但它更是顽强的，我们每个人都要珍惜生命，绝不让它白白流失，让我们有限的生命，绽放出无限的光彩!

我最喜欢的动物1

My favorite animals are swans.they are white.They can swim very well.I think they look like a beautiful girl in a white dress.They have a pair of wings and they can also fly well.I believe they are angles from the sky.They bring us love and make us happy.They are always friendly to us.We cant hurt them,because they are our friend.I love them!I like dogs,too.They are not beautiful,but they are the best friends.They keep the thieves away.Dogs have the best listening and eyes.They can hear in the noisy ,see in the dark.If we are in danger,they will help us at once.And they dont mind their lives.So,I love them.

我最喜欢的动物是天鹅。它们很洁白。它们很擅长游泳。我觉得它们看起来像一个穿着白色连衣裙的美丽女孩。它们替一对翅膀,并且可以飞。我相信它们是从天上来的。它们给了我们关爱,并且让我们快乐。它们对我们总是很友好，我们不能伤害他们，因为它们是我们的朋友。我爱它们!我也喜欢小狗，它们并不美丽，但他们是最好的朋友。它们可以防小偷。小狗有最好的听力和眼力。它们能在吵闹的环境中辩听出来,在黑暗中辩认出来.如果我们处于危险之中,他们将帮助我们脱离危险.它们从不吝啬它们的爱。所以，我爱它们。

我最喜欢的动物2

l like small animals, like the small animals to count my little black dog.

My little black dog she is cute! In black, shiny hairs, eyes with two white spots, like two white beads. On the head and on his thighs hair is very long, like a horse head to the ground. Straight ear, as if time in listening to what passed around. Thick and long broom tail swing, from time to time as a cleaner for free! More funny is that it always speaks with a wet nose toward me, like a sick child, seems to be very poor, in fact, I know it really want to play with me. In the invitation to me!

The little black dog temperament is very docile, very human nature. I get along with it for a long time, in love, it seems very understand me. Whenever I am angry, it squatted beside me quietly motionless and seems to want to accompany me through the sad time. I am happy, it will run up to and around me, "an auf" cried, very agreeable.

The puppy experience dangerous also have several times. Is the first time fell into the river, fortunately, was found to pull up, feed it to take medicine, good soon. And on several occasions by poison poison dog several times, but also by early treatment, will have to escape. From then on, it can sniff out those toxic food, what food non-toxic. Later, our dog never in poison. It very sharp!

I love my dog. I hope it will stay with me, to accompany me joyful growth!

我喜欢的小动物，最喜欢的小动物要数我家的那条小黑狗了。

我家的小黑狗可逗人喜欢啦!一身黑亮亮的绒毛，眼睛上面有两个白点，颇像两颗白色珠子。头上和大腿上的毛很长，像马鬓一样拖到地面。直楞楞的耳朵，好象时刻在倾听着周围有什么动静。又粗又长的扫帚尾巴不时摇摆着，像一个免费清洁工呢!更逗人的是它总翘着潮湿的鼻子向着我，像一个生病的孩子，看起来似乎很可怜，其实，我知道它很想和我玩。在向我发出邀请呢!

小黑狗的性情很温顺，很通人性。我和它相处久了，产生了感情，它好像很理解我。每当我生气的时候，它就静静地蹲在我身边一动也不动，似乎想陪我度过那难过的时间;我高兴的时候，它就会围着我跑来跑去，“汪汪汪”地叫着，很讨人喜欢。

小狗的经历危险也有几次。第一次是掉进了河里，幸好被人发现拉了上来，喂给它吃药，不久就好了。还有几次是被毒狗的人毒了几次，幸好也被及早治疗，才得脱险了。从那以后，它就能嗅出那些食物有毒，哪些食物无毒。后来，我家的狗再也没中过毒。它够机灵吧!

我喜欢我家的小狗。我希望它永远伴随我左右，陪我快乐成长!

我最喜欢的动物3

My home have a clever dog flow li, it has a beautiful name - the ball ball.

Ball ball body white as snow, two big eyes, nose and smooth detour, tail short, chopped far look like a small ball.

It particularly fond of sleep. One time, I take a shower, its in the sitting room east and west, then walk to a bedside table, really boring lives had a good stretch, belly up, carefree lying on the ground. Surface tilted his head to left, two small claw tightly embrace together, very intoxicated with close my eyes and fell asleep. When I take a shower, when he was looking for it to play, see it was fast asleep.

It is not only love to sleep, also very greedy. Remember once, we eat the delicious ribs, the ball ball saw this, he swallowed the mouth water, see it, I really dont have the heart to, had to throw a bone to the ground, the dog jumped up, quickly, he grabbed the bones, climbed to the bed, the Wolf to eat it, eat with relish.

This is my familys good sleep and greedy ball ball, do you like it?

我家有一只聪明怜俐的小狗，它有一个好听的名字—球球。

球球全身毛白如雪，铜铃大眼，鼻子滑漉漉的，尾巴短短的，远看就像一个小茸球。

它特别喜欢睡觉。有一次，我去洗澡，它在客厅东走走，西逛逛，实在无聊了便走到床头柜下，抻了个懒腰，肚皮朝上，悠然自得的躺在地上。小脑袋向左面歪着，两只小爪紧紧的抱在一起，很陶醉的闭上眼睛睡着了。等我洗完澡，正想找它玩的时候，看到它已经呼呼大睡了。

它不但爱睡觉，还很贪吃。记得有一次，我们吃着香喷喷的排骨，球球看见了，馋得直流口水，看到它的样子，我真的不忍心，只好向地上抛了一块骨头，小狗跳了起来，迅速地叼住了骨头，爬到了床底下，狼吞虎咽地吃了起来，吃得津津有味。

这就是我们家贪吃好睡的球球，你们喜欢它吗?

July 26th Tuesday Sunny

In the morning, we see a new friend. Although I don’t know his name, I meet him. And I think this boy looks like Edison. He is handsome. Later we make up some short plays and my group also show our play. Our story talks about a magician helping some fishes. And we got No.1.

In the afternoon, we play a game. It is so much fun!

Although the class is still boring, I think, in our life, we still can find some happiness!

Nice mood! Nice weather! Nice day!

When the owner is not at home, the family may be messy mess, I want to

invent a robot it can help the owner of the dishes were washed clean, the bed

was neat, to sweep the spot, it will put Clothes washed clean, folded neatly,

into the closet, and then wait for the owner to check home! The following are

the same as the "

This robot is very hard, but if there is no electricity, this robot will be

hungry down, so I designed this robot as long as it kept moving, work, it will

automatically generate electricity. It can also housekeeping, to prevent theft.

If no electricity the owner can also directly told him to serve the water, the

snack! The following are the same as the "

With such a robot can be really convenient!

Today, I see the this book again.

This story is in the Zootopia. When animals start to go missing in Zootopia, officer Judy,the city#39;s first bunny cop jumps at fhe chance to solve the mystery. Judy and scam-artist fox Nick are forced to team up and discover even natural enemies can become best friends.

I like this book very much. Because this is a motivational book, about to also can achieve the great dream, finaly become a hero of the story. I like in a word therein "This is Zootopia, and anyone can be anything."

暑假妈妈和爸爸陪我一起去买书，妈妈那个狠呀，一下子就给我买了中国四大名著《水浒传》、《三国演义》、《西游记》和《红楼梦》，我随手拿起《红楼梦》这是因为，作为一个女孩子，前三部对我而言没有多大兴趣，它们涉及到了军事、政治、神话，所以最吸引我的则非《红楼梦》莫属了。

《红楼梦》里面写的贾氏家族兴衰，一个家族的大小故事。主人公为贾宝玉，他应该说来是一个柔中稍稍带刚的男子，他的柔有部分是因为环境造成的，他们家上上下下几乎都是女性，掌管全家的又全是女子，自然而然地就应了一句话“近朱者赤，近墨者黑”。他们的家族是因为他们家中一女子进宫当了皇帝的宠妃而盛起，于是他们天天吟诗作乐，而其中又有两女子非提不可，那便是薛宝钗和林黛玉。林黛玉生性猜忌，多愁善感，可贾宝玉偏偏就是喜欢她，她身子弱，老祖宗看不上她，便骗贾宝玉与薛宝钗成亲，林黛玉闻讯气死，而当贾宝玉揭开喜帕发现并非林黛玉，而林黛玉又身亡，悲痛欲绝，出家当了和尚。

这里的是是非非是“剪不断，理还乱”，让人看到古时婚姻的纰漏，它们往往全有父母处理，什么“指腹为婚”，更为可笑的是，他们有时从未见过面便稀里糊涂地成亲了。而且古时女子争着要进宫，因为那样可以使家族富贵，可皇帝有上千嫔妃，得宠一时，没多久又要冷清了，又何苦进宫呢?皇帝佬儿们饮酒作乐，衣食无忧，而老百姓则是吃了上顿没有下顿，生活之苦让人难以想象，也怪不得有了一次又一次的起义“造反”了，祸害之缘还是在于皇帝身上啊。这一出出的悲剧让人心寒而又愤怒，让人不由得痛恨起古时的苛捐杂税，它们把老百姓一步一步往火坑边上推，真让人深恶痛疾。

我花了五天时间囫囵吞枣的把《红楼梦》给解决了。想起来这本书让我时而高兴时而忧伤，时而愤怒时而感慨万千，也让我想了很多，或许吧，事事不能完美，而人也如此。

《骆驼祥子》讲述的是旧中国里一个叫做祥子的年轻人的故事。他的故事反应了旧中国社会的黑暗与劳动人民的悲惨生活。

小说主要讲了一个来自农村的人，叫：祥子，在他拉上租来的洋车以后，立志买一辆车自己拉，做一个独立的劳动者。年轻力壮，正当生命的黄金时代;又刻苦耐劳，不惜用全部力量去达到这一目的。在强烈的信心的鼓舞和支持下，经过3年的努力，他用自己的血汗换来了一辆洋车。但是没有多久，军阀的乱兵抢走了他的车;借着反动政府的侦探又诈去了他仅有的积蓄，主人躲避特务追踪还使他丢了比较安定的工作;虎妞对他的那种推脱不开的“爱情”又给他的身心都带来磨难。迎着这一个又一个的打击，作过挣扎，仍然执着地想用更大的努力来实现自己梦寐以求的愿望。但一切都是徒然：虎妞的积蓄买了一辆，车很快又不得不卖掉以料理虎妞的丧事。他的这一愿望“像个鬼影，永远抓不牢，而空受那些辛苦与委屈”，在经过多次挫折以后，终于完全破灭。他所喜爱的小福子的自杀，吹熄了心中最后一朵希望的火花，他丧失了对于生活的任何企求和信心，从上进好强而沦为自甘堕落：原来那个正直善良的祥子，被生活的磨盘碾得粉碎。

祥子的悲剧，是他所置身的社会生活环境的产物。小说通过祥子周围人物及人际关系的描写，真实地展现了那个黑暗社会的生活面目，展现了军阀、特务、车厂主们的丑恶面目，以及由他们织成的统治之网对祥子们的压迫与被压迫关系的一种变形反映。

对于骆驼祥子，我感到遗憾，感到惋惜，也感到无奈，但也感到敬佩，我佩服他从前的坚强，他的上进。然而他最终没能战胜自己，没能战胜社会，终究还是被打败了。也许是因为社会的极度黑暗，也许是因为个人的因素。人是有思想的动物，应该有自己的理想和目标。但是要因人而异，因社会而异。如果总是无法实现理想，那么就有可能变成“祥子”，堕落、衰败，厌恶生活。毕竟能够一生都坚忍不拔的人是少数。追求本身就是一个不断改变的过程，然而这一过程会很复杂，人很容易失去自我，失去自我就会迷失方向，甚至堕落。

我认为作为青少年，有书读，而且到处都有人维护着，鼓励着。所以我们不能辜负新中国对我们的期望。更不能辜负养育我们多年的父母亲们，我们要努力成为他们的骄傲。对于祥子来说，我们是幸福的，所以我们更要学习他在旧社会那种奋发向上的精神。

This summer, I move to a new city with my parents, and I transfer to a new

school. I used to live in the countryside, so my new life is so different from

before. The school is a little far from my home, so I go to school by bus. After

school, I have many activities in school. Classmates are friendly to me. I learn

English now. Its so interesting that I like it very much. Besides, life in city

is different. There are many interesting places to go. At weekends, my parents

take me outside. We go to the park, the zoo or go shopping. But we are not so

familiar with our neighbors. I think we should build good relationship with

them.

Recently, we have little time to keep close contact with nature. We spend

too much time on study or working. We almost forget that how green the grass is,

how beautiful the flowers are, and how sweetly the birds are singing outside our

windows. A saying goes, "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy". It means

that we need to relax ourselves and go out to breathe more fresh air. We can

also climb a hill in the suburbs.Its good for our health.

Lets go outing.

夜已深时，深更露重，唯有荷花立在心头，出淤泥而不染，濯清涟而不妖。微风过处，送来缕缕清香……

一方荷塘，就在小巷尽头。

暖暖的月光如舞台的灯光，打在演员红扑扑的脸颊，美丽动人，使路过者蠢蠢欲动，忍不住去摘上一朵，别在心间。

一篇《荷塘月色》，一番动人的美景!字字句句映在心头。

文字也如荷花的美丽：“曲曲折折的荷塘上面，弥望的是田田的叶子。叶子出水很高，像亭亭的舞女的裙。层层的叶子中间，零星的点缀着些白花，有袅娜地开着的，有羞涩的打着朵儿的;正如一粒粒的明珠，又如碧天里的星星，又如刚出浴的美人。”静静的荷塘上，荷花无比美丽。高高在上的碧绿的荷叶，转一个圈，就如女孩子们一直梦寐以求的“蓬蓬裙”。但月光“奏响”，恐怕这条裙子要变成黄绿相间的颜色了!真美丽!零星点缀着的白色花朵，正是这方荷塘的“点睛之笔”。淡淡的刻在心间的粉色，纯洁的美丽无瑕的白色，如翡翠般暗而魅力无比的墨绿色，微微的暖人心间的黄色。他们彼此属于荷花、荷叶、月光。如此这般良辰美景怎能不令人心动呢?

想想夜晚，或许有一两滴晶莹的露水悄然无息的落在荷花或荷叶上，稍许微风，他们就会有一丝的颤动，自然，露珠就会滚来滚去，像一个孩子般活泼，如在草地上欢快的滚动着。但最后，可爱的小露珠还是会随之滚落而去啊。

奶奶的村子上也有一方荷塘，但他是荷叶多，荷花少。炎炎夏日里，仔细的寻找，才能发现藏在一片片荷叶下的一朵朵小荷花，有的还是可爱的小花骨朵。小花骨朵的花瓣上方，好像一点淡淡的红色都聚集到这儿来了。

雨天的早上，薄薄的青雾浮在荷塘里。叶子和花仿佛都在牛乳中洗过一样;又像笼着轻纱的梦。

莲子可真多!但采莲人却见不着。有可能是家务繁多，没有时间来吧。这时，我忽然想起了《西洲曲》里的句子：

采莲南塘秋，莲花过人头;低头弄莲子，莲子清如水。

但可惜的是，“莲花并不过人头”。若过些年再来看看，恐怕刚好如这首诗所提了。

回到朱自清的世界里的荷花，仿佛比这荷花更加那人寻味了啊……

混沌未分天地乱，茫茫渺渺无人见。自从盘古破鸿蒙，开辟从兹清浊辨。覆载群生仰至仁，发明万物皆成善。欲知造化会元功，须看西游释厄传。

吴承恩笔下的西游记，体现一个团队不断前进的路。这条路是危险的，群魔乱舞;这条路是艰难的，行万里路，翻万座山;这条路还是真实的，越危险越能见真情。取经八十一难，难难惊心，唯独第三十四难“大赌输赢”铭刻我心中：唐僧师徒四人，对赌车迟国三大国师虎力、鹿力和羊力。第一回合，“云梯显圣”,鹿力欲用大臭虫取胜，却被行者化蜈蚣弄得摔下台，第二回合，“隔板猜枚”,先是山河社稷袄，乾坤地理裙。被行者变作跛烂流丢一口钟。后为一个大仙桃，碗来大小，被行者吃得干干净净。最后是道童，被行者剃发换装变作一和尚。

后来，三国师与悟空比寻死之路，砍头再生、剖腹剜心、油锅洗澡，样样极至危险。老大虎力与其比砍头再生，头被行变出猎狗叼走。二兄鹿力与其比剖腹剜心，正在鹿力整理肠子之时，行者拨下毫毛变作老鹰，叼走了鹿力的肠子，让鹿力空着肚子当场死亡。三弟羊力，与行者比油锅洗澡，行者油滚烫，那羊力油却冰凉，后来问龙王得知，这是他自己炼的冷龙护住锅底，悟空便教龙王收了那冷龙，油锅里一阵噼啪声，三国师被炸得连灰也不剩了。

一个团队，要互相信任，一起努力，才能到达梦想的彼岸。

“燕子去了，又再来的时候；杨柳枯了，又再青的时候；桃花谢了，又再开的时候。”是啊，时光匆匆，岁月匆匆，自然界的事物时时刻刻都在周而复始，唯有一样东西永远不停留，永远不复返，那就是时间。自从学了《匆匆》这篇文章，让我更深刻的认识到了时间的宝贵。

“昨日之日不可留啊”。当你昨日取得优异的成绩时，就会沉浸在高兴、喜悦当中，时间便从眉梢中溜掉。当你做错事时，便会埋在悲伤和忧郁之中，日子便从忧郁之中逝去。这样，时间就在你的喜怒哀乐中悄然逝去了，时间，它是不等人啊。

我们这代青少年有理想，又抱负，但不能坐享其成。有些青年靠幻想来度日；想着以后该成就什么，怎样为国家做出贡献，甚至相信天上会掉下馅饼来。让时间在幻想当中白白流失了。有的人，总把事情推到明天再做，要知道“明日复明日，明日何其多。我生待明日，万事成蹉跎”啊！

古往今来，有多少的人在叹息时间之快。确实，时间的流速是让人无法预测的。人的生命有限，但如何才能让有限的生命为社会作出不朽的贡献呢？这就需要我们珍惜时间，勤奋工作，努力学习，未来的成绩在于今天的努力，明天的理想是在于今天的不懈努力和艰苦奋战。

我们每个人都应该珍惜时间，把握时间，未来的成功才会向你招手。

在暑假里，我看了《朝花夕拾》这一本书。这是鲁迅的一本散文集，里面讲了鲁迅小时候的故事，读着这些故事，使我想起了自己小时候，字里行间洋溢着真实的情感。

鲁迅原名周树人，浙江绍兴人，我国伟大的文学家、思想家、革命家，世界十大文豪之一。

鲁迅的爷爷——周福清是皇帝点中的翰林，全家都以此为荣。但是后来他的爷爷犯了罪，被抓到了京城，判了个死刑。从此，周家败落了，鲁迅父亲的病也就因此越来越严重。鲁迅从此在家、三味书屋、当铺之间来回跑。在这期间，鲁迅也曾想过从此不读书，因为他想到了他的爷爷、父亲、三味书屋的寿先生都读了一辈子的书，结果到头来什么也没有。但是，鲁迅的父亲就希望他们三兄弟能读好书，将来好给周家增光。结果真的给他盼到了，鲁迅成为了一个了不起的人物，一个伟大的文学家、思想家、革命家，成了中国新文化运动的主将。

有一部电影叫做“风雨故园”，它讲的就是鲁迅小时候的事，大家有机会可以看看。

《朝花夕拾》共十篇，我最喜欢的一篇是《从百草园到三味书屋》，这一篇文章通过对百草园和三味书屋的回忆，表现作者儿童时代对自然的热爱和对知识的追求，以及天真、幼稚、欢乐的心理。很受我喜欢。

Father’s Day is coming and you must be thinking of giving a present to your father。 Different people like different kinds of gifts。

If you have enough pocket money， you can buy a useful but not expensive thing， like a tie。 I think your father will like it。 But if you don’t have enough pocket money， you can do something that you can do， for example， you can prepare a cup of tea。 When your father comes back from work， he can drink it。

No matter what you do， the most important thing is to make your father happy on Father’s Day。 Don’t you think so?