Literature in my heart is an incomparably beautiful and wide landscape, I am willing to take a grain of wind and dust of sadness, a small plant of happiness to chase this beauty.
Literature makes me and everyone happy. Let everyone sit quietly under the starry sky. Really feel and ponder. The happiness it gives is eternal and spreading. Its charm, belongs to the spirit, and material can not be replaced.
Literature is a cup of fragrant wine, intoxicating everyone. Literature is a bouquet of fragrant flowers, enchanting everyone. Literature is a sharp, sharp weapon that stings everyone.
Literature burns my soul and makes me sit deep in the heart of the night, looking for those fragmented thoughts. Form them into the bones of a poem.
Life is literature.
The pale, thick dust of the earth is literature, a humble weed is literature, a weeping ant is literature, a bird with a broken wing is literature, and a beautiful snowflake is literature.
Every time you read a poem, every time you write an article, it will give you a kind of raw drenching, an incomparable feeling. It is like the beating pulse of the earth, like the warm breeze of spring.
Literature has made me fall in love with the world. Just like those trees fell in love with the ground and dust under its feet. Never to be divided, in the saddest of times, the inspiration of literature comes into my mind like a tidal wave.
In the land of literature, I am below everything, like a stone of sorrow, drifting away with the wind of literature. One day, perhaps my bulky shell has long invaded this land, but literature is still alive and everlasting.
The beauty of my heart2Slowly, the golden autumn came to us. The white clouds in the sky have accumulated one by one, floating in the sky. Like a huge parasol, they covered the strong sunlight. People no longer hide from the sun like in summer, one by one, they all came out, each busy with their own share of things to go. As the saying goes, the autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves, which makes people think how merciless the autumn wind is. But I don't think so. Autumn winds blow red persimmons, yellow rice ears, ripe fruits of various colors, people enjoy the joy of harvest. At the same time, the wind in the fall is to help the next spring collection of seeds, to help the trees to sweep away the dead leaves, to save the body of the water, not to be killed by the winter, so that they are more robust in the coming year, more energetic. The students also ushered in a new semester, elementary school, secondary school, university, all ushered in their newborn.
Autumn rain is continuous, after the people have finished harvesting, a timely autumn rain not only washed the flying dust, but also irrigated the earth, replenishing water for the earth. Farmers at this time of year enjoy the joy that a good harvest brings them. They don't have to worry about this year's harvest. They use the most relaxed, the most leisurely mood, watch TV, watch the game, care about national issues, talk about talking about their own plans, longing for the future, life is tasty.
Such an autumn is exactly what I aspire to, there are fantastic clouds, there is a valiant autumn wind, there are fruitful, there is a good hope for the coming year.
Autumn is like a child who learns to speak, is the hope of the future.
Autumn is like a strong middle-aged man, creating a better life.
Autumn is like the wise man who spreads wisdom.
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Whether living in the noisy city, or in the quiet village of incense, each person has a strong yearning for nature and attachment feelings. Everyone's heart has a natural picture of their own. The painting may have ten thousand pours of blue waves, there are also forest paths, there are also when the sky Lang day, perhaps there ... So what is the beauty of my heart?
In fact, this is also a dream of mine.
Looking far away, you will find a forest of a hundred grasses, that white flowers bloom, the trees are upright, peach trees. Apricot tree. Pear trees, you do not let me, I do not let you, are full of flowers. Under the flowers thousands of bees buzzed and danced, and butterflies of all sizes flitted about. And at the back of the woods is the sea! In the vastness of the sea, where people come in droves to enjoy the beautiful scenery every holiday season. Imagine the crystal clear water sparkling against the reddish sun on that scorching summer day. And just when you don't realize it, a big, rippling wave rushes in from the distance, catching people off guard. But then again, being baptized by that spring water is really a feeling of not going to this life.
I remember a saying: people are often not on the outside, but in the heart of the beauty, let us with this beautiful heart, hand in hand *** create the future of the motherland.
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I was born in the countryside, but I grew up in the city when I was small, I went to a lot of places to see the scenery from a distance, but it is very beautiful, but when I went to that time, I found that the ground is full of garbage. The same can be said for every place.
But when I returned home. It is best when the rapeseed flowers bloom, I sit in the car, lying by the window, looking at those golden flowers, I feel like walking into a sea of flowers, carefree without any constraints.
As I stood on the ridge, a wind came drifting in, carrying a little fragrance and the flavor of rapeseed flowers in the wind. At that moment, I felt that when those beautiful flowers carry a fragrant smell in them, they are not delicate anymore.
When I got up early in the morning, I heard the birds chirping, and the sound was wonderful and crisp. I think it's comparable to the sound of a piano, and it's relatively natural.
At night, the place was quiet, with the occasional small animal chirping. As I walked out into the yard, it was so quiet that it scared me, but it was a nice feeling to be in a quiet environment. I looked up and saw many, many stars in the sky, they twinkled so beautifully that I couldn't help but count them, even though I knew it was uncountable. But I couldn't help myself. Because I rarely see stars in the city, I do not know why that is.
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There are countless beautiful scenery in the world, but the beauty of my heart belongs only to the sea of flowers --- Ziyunling.
I remember that it was last spring, our family went to Ziyunling play, came to the foot of the mountain, into the eyes of the . Is a tall stone door, behind the stone door there is a long stone steps leading to the high mountain ridge, stone steps on both sides of the long green pine trees. Pick up the steps to the ridge, a share of the pine tree's fragrance comes to the face, light, refreshing into the heart and lungs, make people feel very refreshing. Because of the strong wind on the mountain, I also heard the sound of pine waves, very shocking. Continuing to walk up the hill, we saw an ancient pavilion, standing in the pavilion looking down, such a large sea of flowers! It was so bright and colorful that it was as if we had entered a fairyland.
Purple, pink, red ...... they are crowded, fighting for beauty, not lively. People enjoying the flowers, a sea of people, an endless stream of people, in the sea of flowers linger, people scrambling to take pictures, to retain this wonderful scenery.
I took a lot of pictures of the flowers, and also took pictures of my grandmother and sister. Everyone was so happy that they ran and jumped and kept taking pictures until they were hungry, then they took out the prepared food and smelled the fragrance of the flowers and enjoyed the beautiful scenery and food.
The experience of seeing the flowers is my happiest moment. People say that "Guilin mountains and waters are the best in the world", but in my heart, my hometown Ziyunling is the most beautiful, and I hope that everyone reading my description will come to enjoy the mountain flowers and view the beautiful scenery.
The beauty of my heart6The blue night sky gathered a lot of stars, they are hidden, flickering, like looking for something, and like blinking eyes. On the way home by car, the milky white moonlight sprinkled all over the earth, like laying a layer of silver veil on the earth, so that the blue sky added a few points of mystery and bleak. Such a scenario, both called back, and called for people to have an infinite reverie, as if in a fairy tale, as intoxicated.
Looking out the window at the beautiful scenery, suddenly a few drops of rain fell on my forehead, cool, rain like a quiet child, quietly fell to the ground, it is really "good rain knows the time of year, when the spring is happening. The wind is silent as it dives into the night, moistens things silently." As long as you listen carefully and taste, you will hear a melodious flute was blown to the wind in the bamboo forest, issued by the "rustle" sound; you will see the rain falling on the surface of the river when the ripples of the scene, it is refreshing and relaxing.
Silky rain, drizzle, like a pearl rain curtain. In the light of the street lamps like a wisp of meteor showering the earth. The gentle breeze quietly sandwiched between the rain, face to face in my face, suddenly refreshing. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, like a naughty child, when you were not paying attention, it would come and take you by surprise. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning made the night as bright as day, like a giant dragon in the sky. By the time I reached home, the rain had stopped. I strolled the streets alone, relishing the stillness and seclusion. On my way home, I viewed the rain on a summer night, and what a marvelous beauty it was!
The beauty of my heart7In the heart of the chicks, there is a beauty, it hopes to spread its wings and fly to the blue sky; in the heart of the fallen leaves, there is a beauty, it looks forward to floating with the wind, floating to the deserted land, and slowly decaying. What is the beauty of my heart?
That, is a temple in my heart, is a garden in the deepest part of my heart. In order to it, I am willing to twelve years of cold windows, night and night to pick the lamp hard reading. I countless times want to look forward to, whether the door there at any time to me to open, the people there, whether at any time to welcome my arrival? Believe me, wait for me another five years, five years later, I will certainly personally step on that piece of literature hall, waiting for me - the university of my heart.
"The road is long, I will go up and down." Qu Yuan left such a sentence, giving me deep thought. Someone said, "Stepping into this high school is the same as having one foot already in the door of the university." Is that so? I think the garden in my heart may be just as this says, it only opens the gate for the diligent and turns away the lazy. In that case, for the sake of the beauty of my heart, I will be a diligent person! My road, as Qu Yuan said, is still very long, very long ...... I want to put down the playful mentality, carry down the bag full of knowledge, reject the temptation of my bad, devote myself to learning, jump into the sea of knowledge, sink in it. Just like this until one day, the beauty of my mind to realize, then I have completed their own commitment to themselves.
One night, quietly, I woke up, saw me around the shade of green trees, flowers and willows, a look up, I saw the name of the university I am familiar with. I was excited to see the name of the university that I knew so well, written in a strong and powerful font. I was excited. This is the temple of literature, the beauty of my heart! Empty playground, magnificent building, the garden, floating with the fragrance of the soil and the fragrance of flowers, the fragrance, as if mixed with the smell of ink. The flowers were waving to me, the birds were singing for me, and the grass was nodding to me. I ran happily, jumped ...... and opened my eyes, eh? Everything in front of me is gone, only the empty house, so it is a dream!
But I, for the sake of this dream in my heart, this beautiful scenery, I will struggle unremittingly! I believe that there will always be a day when my wishes will be realized!
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The autumn evening is so quiet, full of so little energy, the beauty of my heart is outside the window of my warm cottage.
The night before my quiz, I was studying intensely, and the birds outside the window were chattering and trying to get mommy bird to take them home quickly, and everything was so noisy. I organize my head, thinking about the formula that can not be memorized, a mood of boredom. At this time downstairs came swish ...... a series of noise, I violently pushed open the window yelled: "sweep the garbage, how to sweep so loud." He looked up, I was shocked, how is the class president. Yo! Isn't it the class president who usually often counts me down? Usually high and mighty, this time how to sweep the garbage? He first froze for a moment seemed to recognize me, and then lowered his head to continue to sweep the garbage downstairs.
The next day, as soon as I entered the school gate, I bumped into the head of the class, I suddenly thought of my rudeness yesterday, his embarrassment, I lowered my head and walked over, began to prepare for the test. The test began I found the pen suddenly disappeared, I suddenly panicked, the class president took a brand new pen, nodded my shoulder, "give you a pen." Dry and sharp lend me, and continue to answer the question.
After school, I met the class president again, who seemed to recognize my curiosity. He said, "Oh, my mother is sick, she is the cleaner in your neighborhood, I have to do the work for her". In the afternoon, he and I happy laughter floated throughout the district, broom in the sunset and the flaming red maple leaves dance, as if dancing a round dance, has been jumping ah ......
At this time, the flaming red leaves will be more beautiful this district, which has become the most beautiful memories of my fall, the most beautiful scenery in the fall.
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There is the grandeur of the Great Wall, the mountains and water of the Yuanmingyuan, the towering buildings on both sides of the road, and the books in the Tsinghua Gardens, and what beauty can be comparable to Beijing? Beijing - the beauty of my heart, the paradise on earth.
In Beijing, every historical building is worth viewing and savoring, not to mention the Forbidden City, the Great Wall and other magnificent buildings, that is, the high-rise buildings on both sides of the road, definitely much higher than our city. You see, so many towering in the sky of skyscrapers and overpasses intertwined with the underground subway in all directions, such a superb and magnificent architectural complex, how do not deserve to be carefully watched.
If only these, that is not on the beauty, you think, a vegetarian thousands of years of culture of the old city, that the beauty of the scenery is really beautiful, you see, while touring the Tsinghua Garden, while listening to the sound of gusts of reading, this is not a different flavor? People say, if you go to Tsinghua Garden does not go to the lotus pond moonlight, it would be better not to go it, indeed, Tsinghua Garden in the lotus pond moonlight is really a masterpiece, especially in high summer, the lotus are open, a glance, the scenery is beautiful like pink dye and in the water, no wonder Mr. Zhu Ziqing so praise the beauty of this place.
Of course, go to Beijing, can not help but mention the Great Wall, "not to the Great Wall is not a good man", this is not, everyone wants to experience the feeling of being a good man, but this good man is not good when the Great Wall is not famous for its high and steep, generally no strong will is not to climb to the top of the peak, just like the jingle said: "Not on the Great Wall is not a good man, not to the Great Wall really regret, on the Great Wall legs trembling, who on the Great Wall who fool."
In short, there are too many beauties in Beijing, too many to count, it's really worthy of being a paradise on earth.
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That's a good big big emerald, there to host my heart, there swaying with my dream, that, is the West Lake.
I traveled a thousand miles to see you, standing at the lake, the blue sky with a long white clouds, the breeze sent a wisp of lotus fragrance, birds are also jumping in the forest. Summer West Lake, the lotus field, the blooming lotus is like a fairy from the sky, together with Mr. Dragonfly dance on the lotus leaves.
I want to get closer to you, hurriedly walked across the stone road, boarded the boat, and friends shouted the horn, rowing together, paddles, paddles splash water, almost the paddles dyed green. Look up to the two sides of the river, green trees, green willow rows, this pool of blue water dyed green, that is to make people fall in love with the green at first sight, brightly shining in my eyes. The whole West Lake seems to be a big and beautiful emerald, the lake like a star dotted with plants of green willow is like a necklace will be the emerald string up, it is really an intoxicating oil painting!
I went to the flower harbor to watch the fish, a bright red fish in the lake in the "emerald" in the swim, like a blue wave in the jumping ruby, especially colorful.
Ah, West Lake is so fresh and beautiful, so wonderful and sentimental! It is just as Su Dongpo said: "water brimming with sunshine is good, mountain color empty rain is strange. Want to put the West Lake than Xizi, light makeup and thick smear is always appropriate." It is the emerald in my heart that is warm and moist like jade.
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The beauty of the scene, in the minds of others is mostly beautiful scenery, but not for me, the beauty of my heart is the back of the street cleaners and smiles.
The cleanliness of the streets is the result of the sweat of the cleaners. They work early in the morning and late at night to clean our homes and make our lives more beautiful. We go to school every day to see the cleaners sweeping the streets, regardless of the wind and rain, even if they are tired and sweaty, but also do not rest, and their food is only white cold desert or cold steamed bread with a few pickles.
The work of cleaners is not shameful, nor is it dispensable, and it is noble and vital. If there were no cleaners in the world, then our homes would be one big, stinking dump.
Once, I was on my way to a tutorial class when I saw a few delinquents on a motorcycle, speeding away from the cleaners I was angry when I saw it. Because I feel that this job is very noble! I just saw the old man beating his clothes and sweeping the dirty water aside. Continue to sweep the leaves, at that moment, as if I felt the time no longer move, his back, that moment y imprinted in my mind.
I would like to let more people come to see the world's most beautiful scenery, know the cleaner's selfless dedication. How touching! But many people look down on this position, but I think the cleaners are the most beautiful profession in the world. Whenever I see them tired to come up for air, but when I see the fruits of their labor are showing a smile of relief. I am touched by them. They are the beauticians of the city!
Their backs, smiles in my heart is the most beautiful scenery!
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In my heart there is a beautiful scenery, that is, Huangguoshu Falls.
Where is the beauty of it?
The beauty is in the shock. A long way from the waterfall, the sound of rumbling water has long been coming, attracting us to walk towards it. Soon, the rumbling sound is getting louder and louder, the air is more and more humid, I ran towards the sound of water, wow, so big waterfall ah! I couldn't help but marvel. I saw the waterfall a thousand miles, the sound of water shaking the earth, as if the collapse of the river, I can not help but think of Li Bai's ancient famous line of three thousand feet, suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days. Suddenly, a breeze blew, bringing all the small droplets floating in the air, falling on the heads of tourists. Clothes. Neck, suddenly a trace of coolness flowed throughout the body, swimmers do not feel comfortable. The first thing you need to do is to get a good feeling for your body.
The beauty is in the vigor. Waterfalls splash millions of water droplets, as if a beautiful flawless pearl dancing in the sky, but also want to lively and cute little elves jumping in the air. Laughing, flying straight into the distance. A mass of water mist in the air, under the gentle illumination of the sun, revealing a colorful ribbon, fluttering carefree in the sky.
Beauty in the miracle. Huangguoshu Falls is the first waterfall in Asia, the water flow is up to 20xx cubic meters per second. If you do not believe, please look at the waterfall is located in the waterfall downstream of the deep pool, it is by the waterfall day and night to polish and become. I can not help but feel shocked by nature's ingenious work.
Huangguoshu Falls, the beauty of my heart! It is you who told me to be happy and optimistic. Energetic approach to every day; also you tell me, to release life is also a bright landscape.
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Autumn is the season of harvest. The orchard in the fall shows a kind of harvest beauty. From a distance to see the colorful harvest orchard, is so happy, joy, it is not like gold in the hearts of ordinary people, as exciting as silver. But in the hearts of hard-working farmers, the status of supreme, the old farmers see the fruit, the heart will have a sense of collapse, this year there must be a good harvest, the children's school fees do not have to worry about. The magpies in the garden are also screaming happily, reporting to the people that "the orchard has a good harvest!"
Into the orchard, the first thing you will smell a sweet smell, make mouth watering, but do not know what kind of fruit flavor? So fragrant, smell this pear tree, not, smell this apple tree, distant head. None of them are that fragrant refreshing scent. Only that hard-working planters, can personally taste out. Look at it, step on the soft fallen leaves to see, apple, pear, persimmon, orange and the name of the fruit, like the naughty children smiling at you, if you look at it, it is with the branches of the tree shaking the face of the twist. You touch its red face, oh, really like a fat doll's face, so smooth.
After the rain, the orchard is another intoxicated, the leaves were swept away the dust, more bright, fruit on the point of pearl like a small bead of water, the sun a sun, a flash, as if with me to play hide-and-seek.
Standing in the orchard, close your eyes, sniffing the sweet aroma, blowing the autumn cool and gentle wind, so that you are intoxicated, and feel like a fruit tree, a wonderful feeling. Have you ever felt like enjoying such a beautiful view?
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The cool breeze, the night is as cool as water.
The darkness of the night flickers with a mysterious ghostly blue. A few thin wisps of floating clouds drifted by with a hint of softness. The gentle moonlight shone ghostly on the cabin. It seemed that the ancient wooden boards sighed softly. Clear glory through the rustic wooden windows, casting a light, leisurely also has some beauty. In the house gently lit a candle, a pure candle. Green leaf drapes in the curtain, silent, diffuse open soft candlelight, in the darkness gently leap.
Outside the house, the breeze softly brushed, cherry trees slightly trembling, fine petals fly down. Pale red, white, all of them are an innocent soul, quietly sliding down on the grass. "Falling red is not a thing of love, turned into spring mud to protect flowers", it is so, that the falling petals, is brewing a new life. Some, too, drifted down leisurely on the brook, spinning, spinning. The delicate stream, too, is quietly flowing. The colorful depths of the creek, you can occasionally see a few small fish, they also seem to know the quiet of the night in general, do not chase, do not play, just masterfully with the current to the distant future
Look up at the sky, floating clouds cover the moon's beautiful face, slightly revealing a bit of moonlight. The stars are bright and dark, and they shed a little starlight in a dismal way. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
I don't know, the sky is really fantastic floating rain, moonlight, such as fine glass, crystal clear, cool and quiet.
The stream rippled with layers of ripples, and the petals were gently knocked down at the bottom of the stream, slightly refracting points of light white.
Everything, serene, only the rain, divinely fluttering ......
The beauty of my heart 15Everyone's heart has a set of beauty of the landscape, the beauty is not necessarily a tourist attraction of the scenery, can also be an expression of love. Every time you come to that park, the lovely footprints will always pull the hand of memory and evoke that memory.
One day to play in the park, as usual, through the large and dense grass, I saw a middle-aged couple holding a small baby in the learning to walk, the little baby is very cute, round face, big eyes, really call people can not help but love ah! His mom and dad were patiently holding him up! He is trying hard to walk forward! His father was cheering him on! But within a few steps, the child fell down! His mom and dad look distressed. But instead of picking him up, they encourage him to stand up and keep going! His mom and dad look excited as the little baby struggles to stand up. His parents smiled happily as the little baby finally stood up.
The baby continued to walk hard, and even though he fell many times and his hands were covered in dirt, he kept walking! This kind of spirit is really touching.
After some time, the baby can finally walk steadily, I am happy for him, but his parents are even more happy, hugging the baby, kissing again and again! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on the baby and get it out of the way.
I suddenly realized that this "beautiful scene" of love is the most beautiful in the world.
In the city, the "beauty of love" is a melody, woven into a beautiful song.
In the city, "the beauty of love" is a melody, woven into a beautiful song.