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篇一:失而复得作文

我曾以为你那次不停地狂吠只是寻常的兴奋,我曾以为你那次飞速的奔跑只地无数次中寻常的一回,我曾以为你会疯名牌了以后寻常地回家。

是这样。不过那一切的一节都有被冠名以曾经和寻常。

望着空荡荡的车库,望着你曾用过的食盆、水盆,望着你曾经最爱咬,如今却呆呆躺在地上的洁牙棒,我心中便涌起了无限的感伤。心中的雨倾盆而下,完全难以抑制,我哽咽着想说些什么,却欲语泪先流。

我后悔。后悔那次竟轻易打开车库放你出来,后悔那次没有追上你的脚步,后悔我只顾着上学要迟到而没有在第一时间寻找你,可惜就是没有后悔药卖。只能问天: 拉拉,你在何方?

在那个寻常的清晨,拉拉,在和我相处了8个月之后,不知去向。我也直到失去了才追悔莫及,悔亦无用,何去何从?我曾扬言谁把拉拉弄丢了我跟谁拼命,如今要拼的却是自己,甚悖矣!

我狠心地想就此让你消失在记忆里,可却发现我真的不能把你忘记,瘫倒在地,只怪自己,匆匆而过,你不晓,我的路还很长,没有你,地球也不会停止转动,只能叹道,为何受伤的总是自己。

生活仍要继续。

中午,迈着沉重的脚步赶回家,不想再看见你的东西,却意外地看见了你。

我惊讶地不敢相信自己的眼睛: 拉拉,拉拉 你冲我拼命地摇着尾巴,仿佛之前的一切只是一个梦而已。我冲上去把拉拉抱起,生怕再次弄丢了你,喜极而泣,失而复得的感受实在无比!

汪,汪! 曾经这叫声是烦人的噪音,如今听来却是却是如此亲切而悦耳,我抱着你旋转360度,快乐的瞬间远超过了我手上这支笔。

篇二:失而复得作文

失踪半个月的拉拉(天线宝宝)今天终于找到了。

上午我在看少儿频道播放的《花园宝宝》,看到花园宝宝那么可爱,又和天线宝宝长得差不多,让我不禁又想我丢失的拉拉,心里难过极了,于是拿上电筒和晾衣架的杆子,决定在有可能的地方找找。

我掀开床单,拿着电筒一毫米一毫米地移动,生怕漏了一点痕迹,当我移到一个地方,看到一个蹶着屁股,脸趴在地下,一个长着天线的黄色物体,这一定是我 失踪 多日的拉拉,我伸手怎么也够不着,拿着衣杆挑了几下,拉拉出来了。我责备拉拉为什么现在才让我找到,高兴地拿上拉拉看了又看,这时的拉拉已经是一个灰头灰脑的 灰妞 了,我把它放到水池里,全身浸在水里,我要给她好好洗个澡。打上浴液,打上香皂,在水中左捏捏,右捏捏,上捏捏,下捏捏,捏着捏着就将它洗干净,我怕弄 疼 拉拉,用干毛巾将它擦干,然后让拉拉躺在毛巾上,放到阳台上晾,让它好好休息休息。

这次找到失而复得的拉拉真是让我高兴,她又可以陪我玩了,我再也不会让她离开ME。

妈妈的话:天线宝宝拉拉从睿两岁时就买下了,一直玩到现在,非常的喜欢,每次我们全家出去游玩也带上,可以说从不离开睿的身边,这次 丢 了,睿可是哭了好几次,我们也在家中找了N遍也没找到,床下我也找过,但是也没找到,睿找到后说我态度不端正,不给好好找,我真是有口难辩。丢拉拉的日子里,好几个晚上哭着要拉拉睡着的,她奶奶在北京给她又买了一个拉拉,可是睿玩了几下就是觉得不如原来那个好。尽管原来的拉拉玩得旧了,肚子上的电视补了又补,可是睿就是喜欢这个拉拉。找到后,睿就打电话告诉我这一个大好的消息,晚上睡觉又抱着它,又是天天不离手,去哪儿也带上,生怕一不小心又丢哪儿了。这个拉拉的位置是哪个拉拉也取代不了,毕竟这个从小玩到大,许多的秘密只有拉拉知道。

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篇三:失而复得的想象力

失而复得的想象力

作者:By Elaina Satti 译 / 张曦

来源:《新东方英语·中学版》2013年第09期

"Now class, I want you to write the best essay you possibly can. I'll give you until the end of the period, and then I'll collect them." Miss Anderson's weary voice rose above the whispering and muffled1) giggles. "Remember, be creative—and use your imagination!"

"Are there any questions?" she asked, secretly hoping there weren't. It had been an extremely tiring day, and she just wanted to put everything behind her and relax.

A tall boy with mischievous brown eyes who was sitting in the back of the room, cracking his gum in the most obnoxious2) way, slowly raised his hand. He was Jonathan Lacket, class

clown, feared by teachers, "worshiped" by students everywhere. If there was an assignment to get out of, he would find some way for himself and the class to get out of it. Miss Anderson's heart sank."Jonathan?"

"Can't."

"You can't what?" she asked, not looking up.

"Use my imagination," he answered slowly, as if talking to a little child.

"Why ever not?" She stared at him wonderingly. He had her full attention now.

"Lost it," he replied, as if she needed no other explanation.

"You, you lost your imagination?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yup." The gum cracking became louder.

Miss Anderson's sense of humor was now starting to get the better of her, despite how long her day had been, so she decided to play along3).

"Well, this certainly is serious," she said, trying to be solemn. "When exactly did you lose it?"

"Um, um, today."

"Today, Jonathan?"

"Yeah, today. About, about now," he decided.

"Oh, really? Hmmmm. Do you have any idea where you lost it?" She was beginning to enjoy this.

"Um, could be ... could be home, or could be here. Don' know." The gum cracking became even louder. "Don' know where it is, don' know what I did with it, and don' know where it could be. Just lost it," he answered casually.

"Oh, I see. Well, have you checked in the Lost and Found? I'm sure if you went down to the office and asked the principal, he'd—"

"No, no," he said quickly. "I, ah, already checked at the Lost and Found and, um, it wasn't there. Yeah, it wasn't there."

"Well, Jon, I, ah, guess there's nothing you can do. You certainly can't do this assignment without an imagination, and it's clear you've lost yours, so you're excused," sighed Miss Anderson.

The class, which had been listening intently4) throughout the conversation, now buzzed5) with admiration and envy (but mostly envy) while Jonathan threw a triumphant glance at no one in particular and cracked his gum with satisfaction.

"Oh, Jon, Jon, wait a minute. I have an idea," Miss Anderson said, turning around.

"Maybe, maybe if you stay after school tonight, I could help you find it. I'm sure, with both of us working together, we could certainly find your imagination. And you can stay as long as you need to—maybe even the whole afternoon! How does that sound?"

Silence.

"Um, Miss A?" he asked quietly.

"Yes, Jonathan?"

"Found it."

“同学们,现在我要你们尽自己最大的可能写出最好的作文。你们可以一直写到这节课结束,然后我会来收作文。”安德森小姐充满倦意的声音盖过了同学们的窃窃私语声和捂嘴偷笑声。“记住,要有创意,而且要发挥你们的想象力!”

“还有问题吗?”她问,心里暗暗希望不要有人应答。一天下来已经让人筋疲力尽了,她只想抛下一切,好好放松放松。

坐在教室后排的一个高个子男孩慢慢地举起手,棕色的眼睛里闪着狡黠的光,嘴里嚼着口香糖,噼啪作响,讨厌至极。他叫乔纳森.拉克特,是班里的活宝,老师们对他避之唯恐不及,同学们却都对他十分崇拜,因为要是有什么作业不想做,他总会给自己和同学们找到个不做的法子。安德森小姐的心一沉。

“乔纳森?”

“不会。”

“不会什么?”她头也没抬地问道。

“发挥我的想象力。”他慢悠悠地答道,好像是在跟一个小毛孩说话似的。

“为什么就不会呢?”她迷惑不解地盯着他,现在倒是把注意力全部放到了他身上。“丢了。”他答道,好像她不需要听他的其他解释一样。

“你,你丢了你的想象力?”她不可置信地问。

“是啊。”乔纳森嘴里的口香糖嚼得越发大声了。

尽管这一天已经上了很久的课,但是现在安德森小姐的幽默感上来了,于是她决定陪他玩下去。

“噢,这确实是个严重的问题。”她说,装出一副严肃的模样。“什么时候丢的?”“嗯,嗯,今天。”

“是今天吗,乔纳森?”

“是的,就是今天。大概,大概就是现在。”他拿定了主意说。

“哦,是吗?嗯,你知道在哪儿丢的吗?”她开始乐在其中。

“嗯,可能是……可能是在家里,也可能是在这里。不清楚。”乔纳森嚼口香糖的声音变得更响了。“不知道它现在在哪儿,不知道我把它怎么了,也不知道它可能在哪儿。就是丢了。”他漫不经心地答道。

“哦,我明白了。那你有没有到失物招领处找找?我相信要是你直接走到办公室,问问负责人,他会——”

“不,不,”他慌忙说,“我,呃,已经到失物招领处找过了,嗯,那儿没有。是的,那儿没有。”

“那么,乔恩,我猜,呃,你也无能为力啦。没了想象力你肯定没法写这篇作文,很明显你把想象力弄丢了,所以你不用写了。”安德森小姐叹了口气。

全班同学一直在全神贯注地听着他们的整个谈话,现在开始交头接耳,对乔纳森是又羡慕又嫉妒(但大多还是嫉妒)。乔纳森用胜利的眼光扫了全班一眼,没有特别去看谁,还得意洋洋地继续嚼着口香糖。

“哦,乔恩,乔恩,等一下。我想到个法子,”安德森小姐转过身来说,“也许,也许你要是今晚放学后留下来,我可以帮你找回想象力。我相信,我们两个一起找,就一定能把你的想象力找回来。而且你需要待多久就待多久——也许甚至整个下午待在这儿都行!你觉得这个法子怎么样?”

教室里一片寂静。

“嗯,安小姐?”他轻声说。

“怎么了,乔纳森?”

“找着了。”

1. muffle [?m?fl] vt. 使(声音)低沉(或轻微)

2. obnoxious [?b?n?k??s] adj. 惹人讨厌的

3. play along: 与……周旋

4. intently [?n?tentli] adv. 专心地,专注地

5. buzz [b?z] vi. 充满低沉嘈杂的(谈话、活动)声音

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