... you must be full of praise! However, have you ever seen a cup that can dance? Next, let me tell you something!
just give two disposable paper cups.
overlap two disposable paper cups and blow them in the gap between their cups, but you can hide your words. Otherwise the experiment will fail.
Look at this simple experiment! In fact, this also needs to be considered, so don't underestimate it.
I brought two "dancers" (disposable paper cups) to the "big stage" (table) where the red light was shining.
I took a deep breath. Blow hard and blow on the "stage", and the two "dancers" played hide-and-seek with me. I thought: it seems that the blowing is too strong, so I have to be gentle.
I picked up the cup on the floor. Took a small breath and blew into the gap. I'm not playing hide-and-seek this time, but testing my patience. Every time you blow, the cup will move back one centimeter. I thought, "As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle." Take your time. But really, I am not as impatient as before, and I am furious, and I have lost my patience step by step. I believe that success is not far away.
I took a deep breath with moderate strength, and the "dancers" inside danced. My eyes are wide open and I think: success, success!
at this moment, I have discovered the new continent like Columbus, and I have found food like a hungry crowd!
I said to myself, "I should let him dance with a little rhythm."
I thought again: What rhythm should I use? It is "1234, 5678, 2234, 5678"; Or "one click, two click". I think hard, let's use the second one!
This time, God seems to have helped me, and I succeeded the first time! I took a deep breath and then blew evenly at the seam. The "dancer" danced a gripping ballet on the "big stage". I silently beat the beat "one click, two clicks" in my heart. The cup also danced up and down, like a spring, light and comfortable. After blowing, I also became an audience and applauded for her!
It seems that this "dancer" has accumulated many years of dancing experience and won the first place, and it seems that the world-renowned "dancer" is back on the stage and leading the way. 2. cups can also play music. 3 words
before, I only knew that I could play music with musical instruments. By chance, I actually played a tune with a cup. In art class, the teacher asked us to play notes with cups and arranged for us to practice after class, asking us to play beautiful music. Also reminded us: "This is a very difficult thing!" When I got home that day, I immediately took out seven cups and a chopstick, filled each cup with water, and did as the textbook said.
the sound that can be typed is not pleasant at all. So, I kept adding water and reducing water in these cups. I tried five or six times, but I still didn't make any tricks. I keep telling myself: don't worry, think carefully and try more! I pour out the water in each cup, and then add water to the cup bit by bit from scratch. Every time I add water, I have to beat it repeatedly with chopsticks to carefully distinguish what sound is made. When I am sure that I have played the first note and got the approval of my parents, I am ecstatic and confidently "look for" the notes adjacent to it. Hard work pays off, and I finally played five notes: 6 7 1 2 3. I dug out the music textbook, chose a piece of music from it, and practiced it sleepless nights. I didn't stop until I got the approval of my first audience, my parents. In the second art class, the teacher asked the students to show the results of extracurricular exercises. I filled the water with cups, and the students all looked at me with strange eyes. Some asked me, "Why do you only have five cups?" Some people asked me, "Why isn't there as much water in your first cup as ours?" I answered them all one by one.
The students performed one after another. Some of them played only a few notes, while others played several bars of a certain score. I played a complete song "Di Style". The first time I popped up to guess the title of the song, the students all said in unison, "Di Style!" Then, I played for the second time, and the students listened attentively. Some shook their heads and some danced, and the teacher nodded and smiled. After class, I became a mystery in my class. My classmates all asked me questions. They all praised me for playing so accurately that they couldn't believe their ears. Actually, I just tried a few times more than my classmates. In the process of adding water and reducing water repeatedly, I understand that the more water in the cup, the lower the sound, and the less water in the cup, the higher the sound. So I played the five notes "6 7 1 2 3". In the process of playing "Di Style" with the five notes of "6 7 1 2 3", I have knocked, listened and distinguished for countless times, and finally realized that the duration of notes comes from the echo generated by knocking on the cup, and the length of this echo is determined by the severity of knocking. 3. the process of making a water cup, writing a composition in 3 words
on my birthday, my mother gave me a cup, and whenever I see this cup, I will think of it.
On my birthday, when I came together, I found a small and beautiful cup beside the table. When I look at this cup, it's a little funny. The top of the cup is bigger, and the bottom is much smaller than the top! It can still stand up, and there are many flowers painted on the cup, which are colorful and very beautiful. There is also a pleasant goat on it, which is really interesting. I use this cup as a drinking cup. When I drink water, those flowers are just like real ones, emitting a clear fragrance, which makes me love it more!
at noon, my mother got off work and was looking for a cup to drink. When she saw that cup in my hand, she said in surprise, "How do you drink from my cup?" I was puzzled. "Isn't this cup mine?" "No, my cup is broken. I bought another one." Mom replied. I was very disappointed. I thought it was a birthday present from my mother, but they didn't remember my birthday. Mom seemed to know my mind, nodded, turned around and went to the bedroom to do something.
the next morning, my mother left first. When I got up, I found the cup on the bedside, and there was a note under the cup, which read: Sorry, son, I forgot yesterday was your birthday, so I'll give you this cup as a gift! "After I saw it, turn anger into joy.
I finally got this beautiful cup. My mother's love for me is so strong. 4. The rhythmic world composition in the cup < P > Everyone has seen a beautiful dancer dancing a beautiful peacock dance on a gorgeous stage; Handsome mechanical dance; Elegant and noble ballet ... You must be full of praise! However, have you ever seen a cup that can dance? Next, let me tell you something!
just give two disposable paper cups.
overlap two disposable paper cups and blow them in the gap between their cups, but you can hide your words. Otherwise the experiment will fail.
Look at this simple experiment! In fact, this also needs to be considered, so don't underestimate it.
I brought two "dancers" (disposable paper cups) to the "big stage" (table) where the red light was shining.
I took a deep breath. Blow hard and blow on the "stage", and the two "dancers" played hide-and-seek with me. I thought: it seems that the blowing is too strong, so I have to be gentle.
I picked up the cup on the floor. Took a small breath and blew into the gap. I'm not playing hide-and-seek this time, but testing my patience. Every time you blow, the cup will move back one centimeter. I thought, "As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle." Take your time. But really, I am not as impatient as before, and I am furious, and I have lost my patience step by step. I believe that success is not far away.
I took a deep breath with moderate strength, and the "dancers" inside danced. My eyes are wide open and I think: success, success!
at this moment, I have discovered the new continent like Columbus, and I have found food like a hungry crowd!
I said to myself, "I should let him dance with a little rhythm." 5. How to write 35 words for an interesting magic performance
I remember that in the third and fourth grades, when Mr. Zheng gave us a class, Mr. Zheng changed a magic trick for us, which is unforgettable so far.
In Chinese class that day, Mr. Zheng took four cups and said that he would do magic for us. We were so happy that everyone cheered. Mr. Zheng marked the four cups with 1, 2, 3 and 4 respectively, and Mr. Zheng called Zhang Zilong as an assistant. The teacher took out a coin and said, "Let Zhang Zilong put the coin in one of the four cups. I can guess that the coin is in that cup, and everyone doesn't believe it. Then Mr. Zheng whispered to Zhang Zilong for a while, and the magic began.
Mr. Zheng waited outside the door, and Zhang Zilong put it in the No.2 cup, so he agreed. Mr. Zheng thought for a while and said it was in the No.2 cup. That's right. Zhang Zilong put it in the No.4 cup again and said, "I put it away, and Miss Zheng came in again and guessed that it was four. You guessed it again. Zhang Zilong put it in the No.3 cup again and said, "It's ready." Teacher Zheng guessed that it was in the No.3 cup again. Finally, Zhang Zilong put it in the No.1 cup and said yes. Miss Zheng guessed it again.
Teacher Zheng asked everyone how I guessed it, and everyone guessed it in a variety of ways. Finally, Zhang Zilong said to everyone, "When I put it in the No.1 cup, I will say yes. I will say yes in the second cup, I will say yes in the third cup, and I will say yes in the fourth cup.
Some people sighed and said, "Hey! Why didn't I think of that?
Ding Rinrin, the class is over, and everyone swarms away! 6. Writing an interesting thing "Dancing" 589 words < P > has written this type of topic.
but it's different. Ha ha.
there are many sounds in nature, and there must be one that you can't forget because it can remind you of the past? Is it because it can make you think? Or is it because it can enlighten your life? I like the sound of piano, violin and other musical instruments, which can make me relaxed and calm down in beautiful music and wonderful fantasy. I like the "rustling" sound of the wind blowing everything, which makes me learn to feel nature with my heart and feel the unique tranquility of nature.
I like the sound of rivers flowing, which can give people a light feeling. But what I like best is the sound of rain.
Someone once said that rain is a tear shed by God who pities human beings. When it flows into the world, it becomes rain. Some people say that rain is a gift from heaven, and it will nourish everything on earth. I like to go out to play and get caught in the rain on rainy days. Some people say I am stupid, but I don't think so.
when it is raining outside, I will stand in the rain without an umbrella and a raincoat, just standing quietly in the rain, listening and feeling with my eyes closed, and letting the rain wash away my body. You must ask me what I heard. I heard the spirits in the rain singing happily, and I could feel them beside me, singing and dancing. Sometimes I couldn't help humming with them in my heart, and my hands and feet could not help moving, singing and dancing with the spirits in the rain.
I heard the rain on the flowers and trees talking to the plants, and I felt a joy from the tone of the plants. 7. Story Composition of Cup and Cup Lid 2 words < P > I have a very beautiful cup, which my mother bought for me.
There is a small hole in the orange lid. When I want to use it, my forefinger goes into this small hole and casually screws it up. The body of the cup is cylindrical, and there are two small trees on it. Sister Feng blows them and they dance like us. Don't underestimate this cup.
It plays a great role. In summer, I pour cold water into a cup and take it to school. When I am thirsty, I take a sip and feel very comfortable. Its function is not limited to this one. In winter, mother pours hot water into her body and feels very comfortable after drinking it.
Besides, it can warm hands. When I am cold, I hold it in my arms and feel extremely warm. This is my cup. 8. Writing a composition topic of talent dancing < P > I like playing, but I like dancing more; I love playing the piano, but I prefer dancing. I love reading, but I prefer dancing. When it comes to dancing, all the ups and downs in dancing come to mind, like a glass of mellow red wine, the more delicious it is, the more fragrant it is.
acid
alas! Practice! Practice! I practice every day. Every Sunday, my heart is pounding, my legs are sore and weak, and the dance studio seems to be a creepy hell. Every time, I begged bitterly: "Mom, please, I won't go dancing, it's almost sour!" I don't like jumping now! " However, no matter how much I begged, spoiled or stayed, my mother said categorically, "No! Must go! You decided to sign up yourself and changed to a stricter teacher. That's it? What a waste of money! " After listening, I walked down the stairs helplessly, pouting and listless ... When I arrived at the Children's Palace, I reluctantly put down my schoolbag and went to practice! Alas! I'm aching all over! However, when the music started, I threw all my helplessness behind the scene, swinging the graceful dance and showing a bright smile ...
Sweet
Yeah! I finally got the certificate! When the teacher read my name! My heart was so excited that at that moment, I couldn't help dancing again!
at the beginning of the class, the teacher read the names of one classmate after another, but not me! I was full of thoughts at that time! Did I fail the exam? Didn't I do better than other students? Don't I, I ... Just when I was puzzled, a voice of "Jing Yi" wanted to ring in my ear. I skipped to the front and solemnly accepted the certificate! Open it and see, ah, I won the honorary title of national excellent student in the dance class. I rushed outside in three steps and made two steps, carefully put the certificate in my schoolbag, and what did the bitterness of dancing the same action repeatedly count at this moment? My heart is full of joy, and I am in my heart! It's incredibly sweet!
bitter
really! I walked on my way home, complaining about my teacher and practicing in class, which made my back ache. It's not enough! Go home and practice, practice, practice! My head is almost broken! I've been practicing for an hour and a half. How can I be in the mood? After playing the piano, on the clean floor, I cheated, bent down and broke my leg ... Alas! Keep practicing, my leg will be broken! I can't help it, but I smiled when I recalled my honor ...
Spicy
Oops! In this way, our door will be disabled, and when should it be pressed? Every time a class begins, the teacher presses, presses, presses, and even the whole body sits down, alas! I heard the bones creak and creak.