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23.11.2019 01:54
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"Zebra, zebra, sleep, sleep. I will carry the guitar and you wandering the cliff..." At the crossroads, some people in the chaotic crowd seemed to sing the song "Zebra." I went up and turned out to be a stray singer, playing a guitar, singing a song, and seeking living expenses Wholesale Cigarettes. I saw that the hat on the ground has already loaded a lot of money. Going to the man, he has changed a song. Seeing that I didn't go, he looked up and smiled at me. I also smiled back at him. He continued to sing and sang very much. I stood there and seemed to be unable to move, so I listened to the song he sang. Soon, more and more people were watching, some people just listened, and some people whispered in a low voice. Gradually I was squeezed out of the inner circle by the crowd, but I am still listening. It��s not early, the people who listened to the songs turned and left, the hats were full of money, and I put a five-dollar bill, but I didn��t leave. He looked up at me and smiled at a loss. I nodded. He began to pack up the West. When he finally received the hat, he only listened to him and said: "This harvest is too little!" I hate the hat, and there are still fewer pushes? I walked over with a puzzled face and sat side by side with him. "Uncle, why are you singing here?" I asked. "Haha, child, this year, everything is difficult! Uncle, I used to be a bar singer. I sang it all night, although it was very hard, but the income was very good." He paused, wiped his glasses and said: " But then the bar went bankrupt Parliament Cigarettes, and I could only be alone in the streets and lanes to be a stray singer. Now where I am going, where is my stage. I want to be a savvy school when I am still ignorant of my studies. Singer, but the reality is cruel, I have not learned professional knowledge, and I am farther and farther away from my dreams Marlboro Cigarettes. Children now must seize the opportunity to study hard and work hard to realize your dreams!" Yes, as long as you still Have dreams, bravely fight, then your stage must be wonderful! [Second 2] The podium in the classroom has never been my stage. I was very introverted from an early age, and I was afraid of standing on the stage. I was afraid that I would lose face in front of my classmates. I remember that when I first started school, when the teacher said that everyone had to introduce themselves, I panicked, and there seemed to be a deer in my heart. I was afraid and sure that I would be ugly in front of my classmates. Sure enough, when I stood on the podium, I just finished my name, and I got stuck. I couldn��t stand it in one sentence, and I blushed like a ripe persimmon. The scene was very embarrassing. Finally, I barely squeezed out a sentence from the teeth: I would like to ask a lot of advice, I hurriedly lowered my head and quickly rushed to the seat. My mood was a lesson, and I couldn��t be calmed down. It seems that this is the case. The more you are afraid, the more it will entangle you. In the next few lessons, the math teacher and the English teacher asked me to introduce myself first. The result is still natural. Every time I hurriedly stepped down from the laughter of my classmates, which made me even more fearful about the podium. |
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