高情商的鸽子
走进恐龙园，我立马被那缀着点点星光的小鸽子园吸引了，我拉着弟弟的手冲了过去。
“妈妈你看，鸽子......”弟弟摇着舅妈的腿。“你们俩都一起去摸摸它们吧！”舅妈笑着说。“哦耶！”我和弟弟异口同声地说。我们便一起跨进了鸽子园。
瞧，，这些鸽子真可爱！一个个又大又肥，羽毛白得跟打磨过的王石似的，仿佛吹弹可破，加上它们屁颠屁颠的走路姿势，真是让人忍不住想抱抱它们—可鸽子们显然不是这么想的。当我热情地向它们张开双臂时，它们最多只是过来瞧一瞧，看看有没有吃的，然后就略显失望地走了。
“要买点儿鸽粮吗？”妈妈问。“要，要，肯定要！”我欣喜若狂，接过了叔叔手里的三袋极小的鸽粮，重新蹲到了鸽园里。瞬间，我脚边围满了鸽子，一个望着我手中的谷物，好似正在说：“快点呐，我们等不及啦！我把手伸到它们面前，它们便你一口我一口地啄食了起来，有些反应慢的鸽子被挤在外面，显得有些可怜。不一会儿，我手中的谷物就见底了，正当我准备再倒一点儿在手里时，“扑扑”一阵风袭来，一只鸽子竟落在了我的怀里，我有些“受宠若惊”，但这么的撸鸽的机会，我怎能错过？我一把抱住了鸽子，轻柔地抚摸着它的小脑瓜和身体——果然，光滑无比。我怜爱地喂着它，它那呆萌的吃饭样儿真是让人心都化了......
因为妈妈的催促，我只得放下了鸽子，离开了鸽园。不得不说，这只鸽子的情商是真的很高！
缝 隙
上午体育课的天空又灰又暗，仿佛在向我传递一个信息：我好累，我好无聊。这灰色就好像一滴墨水滴在了一张雪白雪白、薄薄的餐巾纸上，快速地晕开来，晕到了天际，又晕到了我心里，我感到很不精神，对我平时最期待的体育课都失去了兴趣。我发起呆来……
回家的路上，在转角进入停车场的一瞬间，我抬眼看到了天空——蓝色的，让人感觉很舒服、又很甜蜜的蓝，这种愉悦远在天边，近在眼前，所有软绵绵的云朵都聚在一条缝隙左右。
那缝隙在平滑的天空中显得极不顺眼，就像一位少女拥有白皙、光滑的皮肤，却一不小心受了伤，形成了一道惹人厌的伤疤。可那条缝隙里竟发着光,把周围的云都照透了，似一幅画，也似一张摄影家拍的艺术照。
我想到了很多东西-不论你的外貌多么丑陋，又要你对社会、对国家有用，总会受大家的欢迎的。也可以想到一句俗：“近朱者赤近墨者黑。”看吧,接近缝隙的云朵也被缝隙射出的光所影响，也映出了一点亮光,而离缝隙远的云，却仍然色彩暗淡,默默无闻,这也说明了，我们要跟高尚的人来往，这样也能提升自己的素养，要少跟低俗的人来往，这样就能减少自己不雅的行为举动。
仅是一条缝隙，里面就蕴含着如此之多的深奥道理，我们有什么理由不让自己变得更加优秀呢？
宋煦尧/日记二则
初夏半日闲
暖风拂过行人的脸颊，风儿在空中穿梭，自由自在，任凭几片青翠绿叶随风而过，好不快活，在那一霎间，与我擦肩而过。转头，却只剩路上的人们肆意谈笑走去，人来人往，车水马龙。
踏过那一块块石板，发出轻轻的声响，仿佛它们正跟我们述说路上的每一个脚印，每一个故事。看着我们漫不经心地掠过，他又变得沉闷。
店门前的风铃左右荡漾，就如同在风中的舞者，下面的小铃铛你撞一下我，我撞一下你，发出“叮叮当当”的声音。月季娇羞，花蕾张开，向太阳开放。就像一个美丽的花季少女，粉色的裙摆随风飘动，一眨眼，却又跑走了。
鸡煲汤店生意火热，食客络绎不绝，坐下来，拿起盘子将食材放进去，乳白色的浓汤开始冒泡翻滚，香气四溢，就像烧开的水一样，加起滑嫩的鸡肉一口咬下，汤汁在口腔中一下子爆开，鲜香的鸡肉入口即化，嚼了几下，它就顺着喉管，滑进了我的心里。
身旁顾客的小狗在一旁坐着，甚是可爱，它摆着尾巴，吐着舌头，白色的毛，就像花儿一样绽放开来，不一会儿，就趴在地上进入了梦乡。
滚烫的汤锅，就好似一把火，燃烧了人们的热情，不知不觉几滴汗珠就已经滑落额角，从冰柜里拿出一瓶汽水，拧开来，瞬间，就发出了气珠出逃的声音，汽水进了嘴里，顿时我便感受到了一阵果香1，汽在我的嘴里跳跃、滚动，为我清除了一天的浮躁。使整个狂热的心灵都变得安静了。
走出门外，道路两边，绿树成荫，为我们遮挡太阳的暴晒。店铺外，笼内的小鸟轻盈地跳来跳去，眺望着笼外的世界，小小的黑眼睛里充满了新奇。
穿过树荫，便完全暴露在了阳光之下，亮的让人睁不开眼睛，我只好走进店铺，“叮当”几枚零花钱放在了台子上，不一会儿，一根果汁冰棍就拿在了手上。
轻轻坐下，我倚在椅背上，半眯着眼睛，太阳的照射不再刺眼，4周慢慢变得安静，太阳在我的眼睛里照射出了七彩的光芒，仿佛出现了一圈日晕，我的眼神迷离起来，冰柜上闪着点点亮光。一滴果汁滴到了我的手上，一口吮下去，坚硬的冰棍立马变成绵软的冰沙，橙子的香甜直击大脑，让我陶醉其中。
这个世界虽然简单，到处都是人来人往的陌生人，但我们仍然能感受到生活中的色彩。因为——
这，就是幸福。
炒蚕蛹
“快吃嘛，这个很好吃的。”下午，我坐在椅子上，拿着筷子，不知如何是好。奶奶在一旁催促着，我却迟迟不敢对盘子里的那堆东西下手。
这个学期，赵雨萁外婆和我奶奶成了好朋友。于是，他们相约一起去吃自助餐。
“奶奶！吃完记得带点点心给我。”我招呼着奶奶，心里偷偷窃喜：太棒了！奶奶会带什么东西给我？“好！”奶奶爽快地答应了。
下午，我跟着奶奶回到了家，“快去看看，我给你准备了什么？”随着奶奶的“煽风点火，”我一路小跑，到餐桌上一看，天！一堆乌漆麻黑的蚕蛹，难不成今晚我要吃虫子了？
我缓缓坐到椅子上，审视起了这堆蚕蛹：“这就是你给我准备的点心？”“对！可好吃了，满满的蛋白质。”
只见盘子里的蚕蛹被炒成了褐色，一节一节的，就像一堆烧黑的煤炭一样。仿佛都能看到未成型的蚕蛾的小眼睛小腿，我真怕蚕蛹突然动起来。
奶奶拿出了一碗小米粥，一个馒头，放在了桌上：“吃吧！”“不不不不！”我的头摇得跟波浪鼓似的。“快点吃嘛！你不吃我吃了！”我紧张地咽了咽口水，在奶奶的注视下，慢慢加起了一个。
我心里七上八下，会不会很难吃啊？看起来好恶心，我闭上了眼睛。
“不应该吃，感觉不卫生！”“尝一尝吧！这是一次挑战。”“万一不卫生难吃怎么办？”“放心，又不会出事。”“不吃！”“吃！”“不吃！““吃！”“不！”“……”哎呀，算了，管那么多！一口闷吧！我心里一横，可不能让奶奶失望！便坚定地把蚕蛹放进了嘴里。
“咔嚓！”我咬了一口。蚕蛹碎成了几段，一股香味在口腔里弥漫，蚕蛹的味道软嫩，但又有嚼劲儿，咸咸的，酥酥的，香味直击大脑，两个字：好吃。我越吃越上瘾，不一会儿在筷子的“进攻”下，蚕蛹给吃了个干干净净。
这次的品尝让我有所顿悟，外表美丽的食物，也不一定会好吃，而外表朴素的东西。可能里边会让人赞叹不已。“
emotionally intelligent pigeon
Walking into the Dinosaur Park, I was immediately attracted by the little pigeon park dotted with stars, I took my brother's hand and rushed over.
"Look Mom, Pigeon..." The younger brother shook his aunt's leg. "You two, go and pet them together!" Auntie said with a smile. "Oh yeah!" My brother and I said in unison. We entered the pigeon garden together.
Look, these pigeons are so cute! They are big and fat, their feathers are as white as polished king stones, as if they can be broken by blowing a bullet, and their walking posture is really hard to help but want to hug them - but the pigeons are obviously Not so. When I open my arms to them enthusiastically, at most they just come over to see if there is anything to eat, and then walk away slightly disappointed.
"Want to buy some pigeon food?" Mom asked. "Yes, yes, definitely!" I was overjoyed, took three bags of very small pigeon food from my uncle, and squatted in the pigeon garden again. In an instant, my feet were surrounded by pigeons, and one of them looked at the grain in my hand and seemed to say, "Come on, we can't wait! I put my hand in front of them, and they pecked at you bite by bite. , some slow-reacting pigeons were crowded outside, looking a little pitiful. After a while, the grain in my hand bottomed out, and just when I was about to pour a little more in my hand, a gust of wind hit, a pigeon It actually fell into my arms, I was a little "flattered", but how could I miss such an opportunity to play pigeons? I hugged the pigeon and gently stroked its small head and body - sure enough, It's so smooth. I feed it lovingly, and it's cute eating is really heart-melting...
Because of my mother's urging, I had to put down the pigeons and leave the pigeon garden. I have to say, the emotional intelligence of this pigeon is really high!
gap
The sky in gym class in the morning was grey and dark, as if sending a message to me: I am so tired, I am so bored. This gray color is like a drop of ink dripping on a snow-white, thin napkin, and it quickly fainted, fainted to the sky, and fainted to my heart again. I felt very unmotivated. have lost interest. I'm stunned...
On the way home, the moment I turned the corner into the parking lot, I looked up and saw the sky - blue, a blue that makes people feel comfortable and sweet, this kind of joy is far in the sky, right in front of me, all soft The clouds are gathered around a gap.
The gap looked extremely unpleasant in the smooth sky, like a young girl with fair and smooth skin, but accidentally injured, forming a nasty scar. But the gap actually glowed, illuminating the surrounding clouds, like a painting or an artistic photo taken by a photographer.
I thought of a lot of things - no matter how ugly your appearance is, if you are useful to society and the country, you will always be welcomed by everyone. You can also think of a common saying: "Those who are close to the vermillion are red and those who are close to the ink are black." Look, the clouds close to the gap are also affected by the light emitted by the gap, and also reflect a little light, while the clouds far away from the gap are still colored Darkness and obscurity, this also shows that we should associate with noble people, so that we can improve our quality, and we should avoid dealing with vulgar people, so that we can reduce our indecent behavior.
Just a gap, there are so many profound truths in it, why don't we make ourselves better?
Song Xuyao/Diary II
Early summer half-day leisure
The warm wind brushed the passers-by's cheeks, and the wind shuttled in the air, free and easy, letting a few green leaves pass by the wind, so happy, and in that instant, passed me by. Turning his head, only the people on the road were talking and laughing and walking, people came and went, and there was a lot of traffic.
Stepping on the stone slabs makes a soft sound, as if they are telling us every footprint and every story on the road. He became dull again as he watched us casually pass by.
The wind chimes in front of the store are rippling from side to side, just like dancers in the wind, the small bell below you hit me, I hit you, making a "ding ding dong" sound. The rose is shy, the buds are open and open to the sun. Just like a beautiful flower girl, the pink skirt fluttered in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, she ran away.
The business of the chicken soup shop is booming, and there is an endless stream of diners. Sit down, pick up the plate and put the ingredients in. The milky white soup starts to bubbling and tumbling, and the aroma is overflowing, just like boiling water, add a bite of the tender chicken When I bite down, the soup bursts in my mouth, and the fragrant chicken melts in my mouth. After chewing a few times, it slides down the throat and slides into my heart.
The customer's puppy sitting next to him is very cute. It wags its tail, sticks out its tongue, and its white fur blooms like a flower. After a while, it falls asleep on the ground.
The hot soup pot is like a fire, burning people's enthusiasm. Before I know it, a few drops of sweat have slipped down the forehead. I took out a bottle of soda from the freezer, unscrewed it, and instantly, air beads escaped. The sound, the soda popped into my mouth, and I immediately felt a burst of fruity aroma. The steam jumped and rolled in my mouth, removing the impetuousness of the day for me. The whole frenzied mind was quieted.
Walking out of the door, on both sides of the road, the trees are shady, shielding us from the sun's exposure. Outside the store, the bird in the cage jumped lightly, looking out at the world outside the cage, and the little black eyes were full of novelty.
After passing through the shade of the trees, I was completely exposed to the sun, which was so bright that I couldn't open my eyes. I had to walk into the store and put some pocket money on the table. After a while, a juice popsicle was in hand.
I sat down gently, I leaned on the back of the chair, half-squinted my eyes, the sun's rays were no longer dazzling, and gradually became quiet after 4 weeks, the sun shone colorful rays in my eyes, as if a circle appeared The sun is halo, my eyes are blurred, and there is a little light on the freezer. A drop of juice dripped into my hand, and I sucked it down. The hard popsicle immediately turned into a soft smoothie. The sweetness of the orange hit my brain and I was intoxicated.
Although the world is simple and full of strangers who come and go, we can still feel the colors in our lives. because--
This is happiness.
fried silkworm chrysalis
"Hurry up, this is delicious." In the afternoon, I sat on a chair with chopsticks, not knowing what to do. Grandma urged me on the side, but I didn't dare to start with the pile of things on the plate.
This semester, Zhao Yuqi's grandmother and my grandmother became good friends. So, they made an appointment to have a buffet together.
"Grandma! Remember to bring me some snacks after eating." I greeted my grandma, secretly delighted in my heart: It's great! What will grandma bring me? "Okay!" Grandma readily agreed.
In the afternoon, I followed my grandma back home, "Come and have a look, what have I prepared for you?" With grandma's "fan the flames," I trot all the way to the dining table to see, God! A pile of black silkworm chrysalis, is it possible that I am going to eat insects tonight?
I slowly sat on the chair and examined the pile of silkworm chrysalis: "Is this the snack you prepared for me?" "Yes! It's delicious, full of protein."
I saw that the silkworm chrysalis on the plate were fried and turned brown, section by section, like a pile of blackened coals. As if I could see the small eyes and legs of the unformed silkworm moth, I was really afraid that the silkworm chrysalis would suddenly move.
Grandma took out a bowl of millet porridge and a steamed bun and put it on the table: "Eat it!" "No no no no!" My head shook like a wavy drum. "Hurry up and eat! If you don't eat, I'll eat it!" I swallowed nervously, and slowly added one under my grandmother's gaze.
I'm going up and down in my heart, will it be hard to eat? It looked so disgusting, I closed my eyes.
"You shouldn't eat it, it feels unsanitary!" "Try it! This is a challenge." "What if it's unsanitary and unpalatable?" "Don't worry, it won't happen." "Don't eat!" "Eat! ""Don't eat!" "Eat!" "No!" "..." Oh, forget it, so much! Take a sip! I was stunned, but I couldn't let my grandma down! He firmly put the silkworm chrysalis into his mouth.
"Crack!" I took a bite. The silkworm chrysalis was broken into several pieces, and a fragrance filled the mouth. The taste of silkworm chrysalis was soft and tender, but it was chewy, salty, and crisp. The fragrance hit the brain directly. Two words: delicious. The more I ate it, the more addicted it became. After a while, under the "attack" of chopsticks, the silkworm chrysalis was eaten clean.
This tasting gave me an epiphany. Foods that look beautiful may not necessarily taste good, but things that look simple. It might be amazing inside. "
