民生信用卡申请微信公众号7天下卡著舌頭，清晨時以致那些彩羽翻飞的日子?广场上一个个彩羽扎成的毽子，像一只只美丽的小鸟在上空翩跹起舞，肆意翻飞。大家围成一圈，你来个前踢，他来一个侧腿踢，再来个后腿踢，有时键子直直冲过来，用胸一顶，等键子慢慢滑下来时，再用脚一踢，便会快速传给队友，若是键子落到头上，则用头顶，送给对方，有些高手见键子飞过来，好象背后长眼睛，用腿轻轻向后一撩，只听一声喝采，键子变稳稳落到圈内。只见场内各色羽毛在空中飞来飞去，一忽儿高一会儿低，打一声呼哨，飞到了半空，于是大家边都抬起头寻找，等毽子快落下时用脚轻轻弹，便又稳稳的送了出去。有跳的好的还会各种花样踢法，那键子像是粘到了身上，滚来滚去，然后向目标飞出，笔直而轻盈。每一圈都有固定的队友，若有想参加的新队员，大家也会热情邀请，在键子圈可以认识许多新朋友。??踢毽子是一种古老的、传统的民俗体育活动之一，据说起源于汉代，由古代蹴鞠发展而来。??小时候，一到冬天校园就成了我们踢毽子的乐园，那时没有暖气，教室只有一个火炉，没有多少热量，下了课我们就去室外踢毽子，你一脚，他一脚，身上一会儿就暖和起来，毽子在人群中飞来飞去，谁出了错毽子落到地上，就会被罚出场，有的女同学会踢十几种花样还不会落地，小手冻的通红，用嘴呵一下继续踢，听到上课铃响了还有同学忍不住抢着去踢，直到老师走到教室门口，才有人大喊:老师来了。”于是扔下毽子快速从后门冲进去，自以为没被老师看见，可是当老师拿着那个彩羽扎成的毽子问：“这是谁的？”时，才知道大事不妙，罚站是少不了的，可是一下课便又冲出去踢了起来。??毽子能不能踢得好与一个好的毽子是分不开的，扎毽子是一个技术活儿。为了扎一个漂亮的毽子，每到过节家中或邻居家杀鸡就会收藏漂亮的羽毛用来扎毽子，挑十几根最漂亮的羽毛用线绕成一个圆圈，然后找几个麻钱，如果想让毽子重一些就多放几个麻钱，再剪一小块长方形布包住麻钱，在钱币的方孔处把布戳一个小眼，然后把布从中间掏出来，把取出来的布条向两边拉结实，最后将 To those days when the colorful feathers fluttered The shuttlecocks formed from colorful feathers on the square, like beautiful little birds, danced and fluttered freely in the sky. Everyone in a circle, you have a front kick, he has a side kick, and then a back kick. Sometimes the keys rush straight over and push your chest against them. When the keys slide down slowly, you can use your feet again. A kick will be quickly passed to teammates. If the key falls on the head, use the top of the head and give it to the opponent. Some masters see the key flying over, as if they have eyes on the back, and gently flutter back with their legs, just listening. With a cheer, the keys became stable and fell into the circle. I saw the various feathers in the arena flying around in the air, high and low for a while, whistled, and flew into the air, so everyone raised their heads to look for them, and when the shuttlecock was about to fall, it flicked gently with its feet, and it became stable again. Sent out. If you are good at jumping, you can also kick in various tricks. The keys seem to be stuck to your body, rolling around, and then flying towards the target, straight and light. Every lap has fixed teammates. If there are new players who want to participate, everyone will warmly invite them. You can meet many new friends in the key circle. Shuttlecock kicking is one of the ancient and traditional folk sports. It is said that it originated in the Han Dynasty and developed from the ancient Cuju. When I was young, the campus became a paradise for us to kick the shuttlecock in the winter. At that time, there was no heating. There was only a stove in the classroom. There was not much heat. After class, we would go outside to kick the shuttlecock. Warm up, the shuttlecock flies around in the crowd. Whoever makes a mistake, the shuttlecock falls on the ground, will be sent off. Some female students can kick a dozen tricks and still won’t land. I continued kicking. When the class bell rang, the classmates couldn't help but rush to kick. It was not until the teacher walked to the door of the classroom that someone shouted: The teacher is coming. 'So he threw down the shuttlecock and rushed in from the back door, thinking that he hadn't been seen by the teacher, but when the teacher took the shuttlecock made of Caiyu and asked, 'Whose is this?' 'At that time, I realized that the big event was not good, and the penalty station was indispensable, but after the class, I rushed out and kicked again. Whether the shuttlecock can play well is inseparable from a good shuttlecock. Shuttlecocks are a technical job. In order to tie a beautiful shuttlecock, every time I go to the house or neighbor’s house to kill chickens, I will collect beautiful feathers to tie the shuttlecock, pick a dozen of the most beautiful feathers and wrap them in a circle with a thread, and then find a few coins. If you want the shuttlecock to be heavier, put a few extra coins, cut a small piece of rectangular cloth to wrap the coins, poke the cloth with a small eye in the square hole of the coin, and then take the cloth out of the middle and take it out The cloth strips are pulled firmly to both sides, and finally the今年的中秋来临?，引思我先前儿时的月亮，恨不得奔驰太空，临看记忆里如太阳的月光，那种在月下能穿针引线，捕捉蟋蟀和萤火虫的日子令人难忘。　　然而，许多年来不曾记得有过这样的夜幕。及便是中秋之夜也难见月色阑珊。 本文来自 　　中秋佳节，柳风举办赏月系列活动，却遭遇天公不作美，有意遮掩明月似的，不偏不钭正好在中秋这天下着酸雨，似乎在流泪，似乎是在诉说。惹我追忆先前的明月清风。 　　儿时，我常常看见清澈透明的圆月，便傻傻地伸手要头顶上园园的、亮晶晶的东西。欲想用短短的衣杆可以夺下一种期盼。小伙伴们围着大人嘻笑玩耍，天真无邪追影玩迷藏，纯真的笑声装满夜空。那时没有思念，更没有诗情画意的遐想，只是感觉月色明快带来了天真而又快乐的世界。 　　我渐渐长大后，感觉夜色月光照亮了脚下的那条乡村小路，驱散了黑色的恐惧，照着我四处寻觅好奇，陪伴着我莫名其妙地夜深归家。 　　月亮，总在我家的房檐上慢慢悠悠地挪动，我认真地数来数去最近的星星……，聆听蟋蟀们参差不齐的歌唱。大人告诉我，这是中秋才有的生灵，只有中秋才这样明澈，布满神秘。 情感文章 　　当我走出故乡，在异地拼搏的时候，感受到了思乡的味道，望着明月诉衷情，寄语思故乡…… 　　现在，我渐渐老了，丰富了秋天的思考，懂得了月色下的俊男美女，在树旁、草堆间、炊烟弥漫下的月光，笼罩着一对对窃窃私语的恋人…… 网 　　清秋静美宜入诗，秋韵无穷话飘香。走近苍桑的人，临风寒衣望月兴叹，不知有多少遗憾和惋言，从少年追月到白发苍苍。 　　而今的中秋之夜泪雨诉说惆怅。往昔童趣无踪影，秋下老人不少年。岁月不饶人，老亦百思寄明月，顽童面颊不解意。 本文来自 　　我越追逐月圆，她越在云幕中躲藏，一生追随，一生沧桑。 This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is coming? I think about the moon when I was a child. I want to run into space and watch the moonlight like the sun in my memory. The day under the moon that can thread needles and catch crickets and fireflies is unforgettable.　　 However, I have never remembered such a night before for many years. And even on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is difficult to see the moonlight waning. This article is from 　　 Mid-Autumn Festival, when Liu Feng held a series of activities to appreciate the moon, but he encountered the unbeautiful nature of the heavens and deliberately concealed the bright moon. It just happened to be acid rain on the Mid-Autumn Festival. It seemed to be weeping, and it seemed to be telling. Provoked me to recall the previous bright moon and breeze.　　 When I was a child, I often saw the clear and transparent full moon, so I stupidly stretched out my hand for something bright and round on top of my head. Want to use a short clothes rail can win a kind of expectation. The little friends laughed and played around the adults, innocent and innocent chasing shadows and playing hideaways, and the innocent laughter filled the night sky. At that time, there was no miss, and no poetic reverie, but the bright moonlight brought a naive and happy world.　　 As I grow up, I feel the moonlight in the night illuminates the country road under my feet, dispelling the black fear, looking around me for curiosity, and accompanying me inexplicably late at night.　　The moon, always moving slowly and leisurely on the eaves of my house, I carefully count to the nearestThe stars..., listen to the jagged singing of the crickets. The adults told me that this is a creature that only exists in Mid-Autumn Festival, only Mid-Autumn Festival is so clear and full of mystery. Emotional Articles When I walked out of my hometown and struggled in a different place, I felt the taste of homesickness. I looked at the bright moon to express my heartfelt feelings and sent words to think about my hometown... 　　 Now, I am getting older, enriching my autumn thinking and knowing the handsome man under the moonlight. The beauties, beside the trees, among the haystacks, and in the moonlight filled with smoke, enveloped a pair of whispering lovers... The net is clear and beautiful in autumn, and the poetry is beautiful in autumn, and the fragrance of autumn is endless. Those who approached Cangsang sighed in the wind and cold clothes looking at the moon, and I don't know how many regrets and words, from the young man chasing the moon to the gray-haired gray hair.　　 Today's Mid-Autumn Festival night, the rain of tears tells me melancholy. There is no trace of childishness in the past, and the elderly are not young in autumn. Time is not forgiving, the old also thinks of sending the bright moon, and the urchin's cheeks are puzzled. This article is from 　　 The more I chased the full moon, the more she hid in the clouds, following all her life and vicissitudes of life.几年前，同事的亲戚从扬州来，带来了一篮枇杷。分了一些给我尝个鲜。第一次看到枇杷，从色泽上看，和我们当地的杏儿差不多。那种成熟的黄色，温润中透露着香甜。但吃起来可比杏儿好吃得多。杏儿没熟透时倍儿酸，熟透了吃起来面面的，不是很甜，仍然透着酸。而枇杷汁水多，又甜又香，没吃时拿在手里就闻得见香甜的味儿，吃起来更是满嘴都是香甜的汁儿，带点淡淡的酸味，让人舌底津液横生。第一次吃着如此香甜的枇杷，便想到苏东坡的“日啖荔枝三百颗，不辞长作岭南人”的诗句来。扬州不是岭南，但有李白的“烟花三月下扬州”和杜牧的“二十四桥明月夜”等诗句的渲染，让人不禁想到扬州的繁华和艳丽来。吃完枇杷后，随手将核儿抛在小院的花池内。季节一过，便忘了它。 不曾想第二年的春天，花池内冒出了几株嫩嫩的芽儿，不久便放开了叶儿，有认识的人说：这是枇杷。我好生惊奇，枇杷应该不是我们这 A few years ago, relatives of colleagues came from Yangzhou and brought a basket of loquats. Divide some to give me a taste. The first time I saw a loquat, it looked like our local apricot in terms of color. The ripe yellow color reveals sweetness in its warmth. But it tastes much better than Apricot. My apricots are sour when they are not fully ripe, but the noodles are not very sweet but still sour when they are ripe. The loquat juice is rich, sweet and fragrant. When you don’t eat it, you can smell the sweetness when you hold it in your hand. When you eat it, it is full of sweet juice, with a slight sour taste, which makes the body fluid under the tongue. . The first time I ate such a sweet loquat, I thought of Su Dongpo's '300 lychees every day, and I will grow up to be a Lingnan native'. Yangzhou is not Lingnan, but Li Bai's 'Fireworks under Yangzhou in March' and Du Mu's 'Twenty-Four Bridges and Moonlight Night' and other poems make people think of the prosperity and beauty of Yangzhou. After eating the loquat, he left the nucleus in the flower pond in the small courtyard. Once the season is over, forget it. I never thought that in the spring of the next year, a few tender buds appeared in the flower pond, and soon the leaf was let go. Someone who knew said: This is a loquat. I'm so surprised, loquat shouldn't be ours民生信用卡申请微信公众号7天下卡著舌頭，清晨時以，信用卡申请,信用卡还款,信用卡办理,信用卡取现,信用卡账单微信公众号
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