Walking on the road 1 Gradually, we grow up and have a sense of direction to identify the path. But also stopped at the crossroads, in front of me, is infinite confusion, but still struggling, unremitting struggle. The result is often unexpected, but they still walk tirelessly.
You will find what adults say: study hard and you will get a good job for a long time. Maybe I will abandon everything and enjoy the so-called future comfort faster. This seems desirable. But the reality makes me powerless. I can't give up those diplomas for a comfortable trip.
Maybe some people are obedient people who are not motivated, but I have to say that they dare to do and play, so they squander their youth, but I think it is obviously just a fantasy to have both.
So, I have been studying and working hard.
I have always believed that as long as I am willing to work hard, I will be able to paint a colorful life with gorgeous brushstrokes. Sometimes looking back at the hardships of this road is very fulfilling.
Some people will say, face the reality with the fruits of hard work, who knows the ups and downs. The answer may be no, but so what, at least you let others see that you have succeeded, and you have done better than them. You know, every successful person, they have paid a lot.
The road of life is long and lonely. To go on successfully, there are countless thorns and cracks to face. But firmly believe that nothing can stop you as long as you are willing to go.
How beautiful it is to walk on the road.
Have a dialogue and speak.
Mind thoughts, listening.
Many days of love
And what happened.
-"Remembrance" Holderlin
I walked on the road and thought: I don't know what the future is like? Perhaps, this road has long been doomed, perhaps this is to move forward more firmly. I know I love this moment and I don't miss anything else. I don't care about the distance, there seems to be a vague night. I only love this moment, my heart is beating here.
I know every day is different, so there is always something wonderful. I know what I need and what I need to do. On the way forward, I met the sun waving to me and people smiling at me. Although life seems endless, hasty and lonely, it is not too lonely, and always holds the pulse of life in coming and going. The blowing wind and the rippling music are my companions at night. When I can't stand loneliness, I will always have an ecstasy, a hug, a heartbreaking climax, and step into peace with the night.
Every day is ordinary and every moment is fresh. The air in the morning is like milk and clear water. I like where I live in front of me. Here, I am slowly looking for the so-called life. At this moment, I suddenly remembered a sentence by Heidegger when explaining Holdrin's poems. He said, "Fate is silently related to human beings-it is a mysterious and silent way." So I hope the future can be as close to my wishes as possible.
Walking on the Road Composition 3 Each of us, every moment, is advancing on the road of growth. Guess what I found?
Walking, I saw a thorn and was blocked by setbacks. I walked carefully, fell down again and again, and stabbed again and again, which became my motivation to leave here. The more difficult it is, the more it can help me hone my will. Finally, I walked through this dangerous thorn, and the road ahead was wider and more beautiful. On this road of growth, I learned to be strong.
Walking, I came to a rocky road. The sharp stone hurt my foot. What did I think after coming here? Later, thanks to these stones, they taught me tolerance.
Walking, it is strange that there is an orchard in front. There are all kinds of fruits in the orchard, all of which are ripe. No matter where they are, no matter what season, all fruits appear here. I picked a peach and took a bite. Mmm, so sweet, so sweet! I picked a lot of fruit and put it in my pocket. I seem to have brought some barbells when I walked. It's extremely difficult and heavy. Walking, it suddenly dawned on me that it was particularly easy to take all the fruits out of my pocket. Out of the orchard, I looked back at the orchard. I want to thank him. He taught me to be content on this road of growth.
I walked on this road of growth, and I learned a lot in repeated tests, and the end of this road is the reward of success.
Walking on the road composition 4 With the coming of winter, stepping on the field doesn't have much vitality. On the side of the wide road, there is a path, and the yellow weeds lie on the path, growing slowly, and I don't know where to lead.
I, curiously set foot on it.
Footsteps hurried forward, and I could hear a few sounds of running water, which were trickling and crystal clear. In the light of several winter days, the reflection swallowed up the bright light.
Drift away. It's terribly quiet everywhere, with towering trees and messy branches and flowers falling all over the floor. It looks lifeless, and the cold in winter adds a bit of timidity.
Involuntary, galloping forward, the more quiet it is, the shivering from the bottom of my heart. ...
Turn suddenly.
Dazzling light, smiling so brilliantly, is a landscape attic with red bricks and blue tiles, hidden in the deep mountains and forests, but it also adds many surprises and joys.
Walking to the attic, although not many people walked, standing at the window, swimming in the mountains and nature, relaxed and happy, diluted how much sorrow and fatigue.
Walking on the road, a road, a road, or a path, there will always be surprises.
Walking on the road, never stop, because at the end of the road, there will always be a dream.
Follow your dreams, move forward, and the ideal distance will shine forever.
I always have a wish in my heart.
I wish I could fly freely in the sky like a bird.
Break through the invisible shackles, no longer hesitate, no longer hesitate.
This moment has finally arrived.
Heart, began to boil. Dream and start touching.
The chains around the body began to break one by one.
Grab your bag, get everything ready, and then set off.
The scenery in front of me drifted with the wind, one after another, but the wonderful moments have been fixed in my mind.
Clouds on the horizon are sparsely dotted, one after another, becoming more and more beautiful because of the dazzling sun.
Along the way, there is helplessness and hesitation.
Sad, sad, difficult
When climbing over those obstacles and climbing the most beautiful scenery, look down at your feet.
In my mind, I am no longer confused and helpless.
Everything, everything, will float away. Tears of excitement hung in my eyes.
There are many stars in the night sky. Insects are buzzing in the mountains.
On the road, there are bumps, bumps and forks, and you need to choose.
Beyond everything, just because I long for freedom and hope to see the scenery after that.
Stay away from the hustle and bustle of the city and find a warm harbor inside.
Life is not just following the rules, but also has its own indulgence and desire.
Across the mountains and rivers, across the sea of people.
The rainbow after the storm is like the true meaning of walking on the road.
I can walk on my way home or go to work in other places … but they are different, because one of you knows the result and the other doesn't …
It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. We don't know whether the ending is happy or sad, as long as we keep going.
Some people say, "We were born knowing that we would eventually die. Why are we born? " ? If he said so, wouldn't it be colorful for him to go through his life? When you go through life, you will encounter difficulties and bumps. Although these are unfortunate, isn't this a wonderful place? As the saying goes, "once you fall, you will gain wisdom." There are only imperfections. Wouldn't it be more perfect to add another sum? Why be sad, sad. Our road is infinite. No one will decide what will happen to others tomorrow and in the future. "Walking on the road" step by step. Don't envy others' success. Because, we will never see what they have paid on this road. Walking on the Road won't give up until the last moment. When you persisted until the last minute and were close to success, you gave up. It's like you're looking for treasure, and you almost gave up. You also gave up the inestimable victory of diamonds.
I like walking on the road because it is full of mystery. Let this road be the starting point of your success.
Walking on the Road Composition 7 Life is on the road for a period of time, and the process from one place to another can be called on the road.
Every time I sit in the car and look at the passing or unfamiliar or familiar scenery outside the window, I always have a lot of ideas.
Think about the place you just left, the people you just said goodbye to, and then look at the people around you and the place you want to go. I always feel that life is a journey after another, both physically and psychologically. Most of the time, we are on the road.
The sunshine in the afternoon is very good, and it is warm through the window, which seems to melt the sadness of parting and the joy of reaching the destination. Along the way, the car stopped, someone got on and someone got off. At this time, I wonder who is returning and who is leaving.
Probably, the long road of life, we are all passers-by walking on the road.
There is nothing to see outside the window. Although winter has passed, spring has not really arrived, and there is still a bleak scene everywhere. Many people in the car are asleep, and the awake people are playing with their mobile phones. Sometimes I think that a mobile phone is really a good thing, which can kill the boredom on the road.
Suddenly want to listen to a song, people on the road should have a song to accompany them, so as not to be lonely?
However, there are no headphones in the bag. My songs can only be sung in my heart.
Go all the way, stop, but you will eventually reach your destination.
May all of us on the road have a wonderful journey!
Eight people have a long way to grow up. Meeting and knowing each other is a kind of fate, so we should cherish it.
-Inscription.
Bodhi bloomed in another season, and I met her here. Dignified, beautiful, generous and full of temperament, I met a teacher when I first arrived here. At first, we didn't know what she taught, nor what grade and class she taught, but we all longed for her to teach us psychologically, because the teacher's appearance was enough to arouse our enthusiasm and her mental outlook was enough to make us full of vitality.
It's time to divide classes. I was very happy and excited when she came in for a Chinese class. After this class, she told us all her strict requirements for us in standard Mandarin, which shows that she is an experienced teacher.
In the later days, in her class, we learned not only knowledge, but also some life truths. She taught us:' People should be self-aware',' People should learn to respect themselves, love themselves and strengthen themselves' and' People should act more than words and deeds'. ...
Knowing her is a kind of fate. I spent most of my life liking her from the beginning for no reason. I also believe that this year's China time has become an indelible memory in my heart and the most dazzling scenery on my long road to growth.
I was in 15 years. Thank you, my dear Chinese teacher, this year is the happiest time.
Walking on the road, only because of you, the future road is more memorable.
-P.S.
Walking on the road, composition 9 is senior three! Fate was revealed in this year. Before that, there was no warning, but a red letter was written on the blackboard. There are more than 200 days before the college entrance examination, and I still can't help but think, why?
Busy 12 years, have I found anything on the road? It is a nameless flower on the roadside, emitting unspeakable sweetness; Or a few scattered pebbles, gently pick them up and put them in the already heavy bag behind you. But I still like the songs floating on the road best. It is so cozy and warm that it can resist the drowsiness on the road and the idea of giving up countless times. I am really tired!
Recently, I like old boys, the chopsticks brother, especially their MV. After reading it, I seem to be full of strength, and I am willing to embark on the road of giving up again. Their persistence in their dreams made me see hope again.
Fatigue during the journey is inevitable. Song became the best companion. I have sung songs over and over again, which will make me regain my good memories at that time.
Senior year! I walked on the road, savoring the struggle and bitterness of youth. Song also accompanied me on the road, through spring and summer, destined to go on!
Walking on the Road Composition 10 I made an appointment with my classmates to go together after school. At four o'clock in the afternoon, we walked side by side on the way to school.
That classmate is a naughty boy. Just walked to the door of a material store, my classmate gave me a look, which meant to tell me to wait for him. I looked at him suspiciously and saw him reaching for a "golden bill" on the counter of the material store like a monkey. As if nothing had happened, the "gold bar" in his hand was hidden in his clothes. "Ah! What have you taken from me? " The shopkeeper ran over to have a look in three steps and two steps, waved his fist at his imaginary "thief" and angrily returned to the cashier. Where are the classmates? I will drag me away happily!
My classmates dragged me to an empty house and handed me some "gold" bills, which I unconsciously took. He spat on the ground and said, "That old man's eyes are really fancy. Why don't you try them? " When I heard this, I suddenly understood, my God, this is what thieves do! I was thinking about it when my classmates urged me, "Come on, don't be silly!" " "I don't know where I got the courage. I flew over with those shiny "gold bars" in one hand and quietly put them back. However, my figure was seen by the shopkeeper, and he ran over and shouted, "You stole from me again! ""But as soon as the shopkeeper saw it, a bright smile appeared on his face. ...
Since then, this classmate has never stolen anything. ...