The green pine stretches out its own arms and embraces the blue sky at the top of the mountain; wheat and its companions snuggle close together, densely spreading all over the wilderness. The eagle spreads its wings, beats the sun, and soars after the wind; the stallion stretches its neck and neighs, and flutters its iguana mane as it gallops across the grassland. Our young hearts step on the beat of the sun, waving our individuality. Our youth has its own stubborn shape.
The purple lavender of Provence makes me haunted, the lotus blooming in the water town of Jiangnan makes my heart without dust, the lion lying under Mount Kilimanjaro makes my heart in awe, and the antelope running in the wilderness of Coco Sicily makes me teary-eyed. Life is always colorful, every kind of life has its own shape, the flow of colorful life show to the world, that different from each other the light of life is nature's most magical chapter.
Haruki Murakami said that our hearts are not stone. In fact, even hard stones have their own shapes. Li Bai, who generously said, "I was born to be useful," was convinced that he was a useful stone, or even a jewel that would always emit the most brilliant light.
Our life is full of countless possibilities, take a unique path, even if it is rugged, even if it is full of thorns, that is the charm of our life. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. Losing the peaceful life in the study and the happiness of the music of the qin and the sepulcher, Li Yi An's melancholy and sorrowful words, "It is only when the brows come down that the heart goes up," are also a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages. There is no smooth career, there is no opportunity to help in distress, Li Taibai "call for a child will be out for wine, with you to eliminate all the sorrows of the past" of the unrestrained boldness is also a permanent landscape of life. Life should not be constrained, should not be limited, every life should grow out of their own shape, open a tree of brilliant flowers.
Is Qu Zi vertical down when the wind lifted by the sleeve wet my eyes? It is Du Fu's sadness that infects me with "tears in my eyes and birds in my heart". Was it Gu Cheng's "Let all those who are used to darkness get used to light" that shocked me? When I saw their outstanding souls dancing in the clear light, when I saw that the dancing souls have different shapes, I feel that my heart is also growing.
A touch of clear light sprinkled, Zhu Ziqing thin figure, so resolute. Standing at the lotus pond under the moonlight, the mind is therefore empty and soft, how can the moonlight of his eyes like water not remind people of the lead refused to receive relief food when the perseverance of the gaze? You are just yourself, growing into a stubborn shape of your own, so you make me cry.
Life, it is a tree of flowers under the sun, it is a bright April day on earth, it is dancing in the wind of the elves. Every life has a language of life, every life has a wonderful life!
We are God's children, God's favor, to our youth to grow out of their own shape, all the way to dance lightly, dance out of their own melody, dance out of their own tree blossoms!
Let youth, bloom in its own shape!
Title, the blossoming season of attachment
The life can not bear the weight of the unforgettable love of loved ones who have passed away, the weight of my heart, is the grandmother's endless thoughts. The first thing I've learned is that I'm not sure how much I'm going to get out of this. Finally arrived, milk buried in the beautiful scenery of the sunny slopes, at this time, it is spring Shanlan, green grass woven into a carpet, peach blossom brilliant, pear blossom rosy, rape flowers spitting out the golden stamens, sunshine sprinkled around. Crouching in front of the tombstone of the milk, I smelled the familiar scent of memory again, belonging to the grandmother's most kind love and compassion, is through my life's attachment. The most sacred emotion in my heart belongs to my grandmother, who raised my father, and raised me instead of my father; the warmth of her hands will always stay between my hair and skin, and the dark night of my life will always have the unquenchable light lit by her. Her love is so big and strong that I can't express it with this clumsy pen. The milk is 78 years old and suddenly got a serious illness, learned the news, the whole family was first stunned, and then heartbroken, the milk is critically ill in Xianyang 215 hospital, I went to see her every time, are weeping tears. That is my life is the most gray days, my dear grandmother, my beloved relatives, suffering in pain in the last years, the world of fresh love, live love, to cut off, to leave, I can not do anything about it, these, all make me heartbroken ...... Milk dying, specially made my father called me back, and I want to bring my two-year-old daughter! I'm not going to be able to do that. Seeing me and the child, her eyes lit up, picked up a red apple beside her, put it in her daughter's hand, and said to me, "Take the child with you. Looking at my grandmother, who was about to leave, and at the fruit in my daughter's hand, which symbolized peace, my tears poured down! Grandma, respectable old man, with her last love, last good, last good, once again rubbed my heart, so that I will never be able to quell the pain in my heart. In the blink of an eye, the milk has been gone for many years, but the thought of her still haunts me, my mind will often inadvertently, by a strong sadness overwhelmed. I also learned to cherish and introspection! Loved ones in the time, no intention to return; loved ones gone, no way to return; "children want to raise and relatives are not", the regrets of this life, so that I feel guilty, so that I can not let go! Milk's grave is dozens of pine and cypress trees tightly surrounded, my father said, that is on behalf of their children and grandchildren will always be around her, so that she will not be lonely! I would like to be the most verdant one, all day long, gazing at her with an attached gaze, embracing her with a warm bosom, accompanying her with a chaste heart, repaying her for having bestowed on me the warmest years of my life, repaying her for having nurtured me with a little bit of hardship and sweet days, and repaying her for her unfailing love for her loved ones. The rain falls at the time of Qingming Festival, I know, that have, not rain, is the world of broken hearted people's tears!
Title, the dancer
It is often said that "try will not necessarily succeed, but if you do not try, there is no possibility of success." But I actually think that trying is success. Because at least you took that brave step and surpassed yourself.
That day we were walking back to the classroom on the road, suddenly, the classmate turned back and asked, "Recently I'm learning Latin dance, Yuan Jing you also come to learn it. Anyway, more skill is better."
Hearing this, my eyes lit up, but soon darkened.
I really wanted to learn to dance. Whenever I saw those dancers on TV, my heart would thump faster, like a panicked deer rushing. In my eyes, those dancers are like butterflies flowing between flowers, dancing. I can't help but be mesmerized. I wanted to say yes right away. But just then, the words that were about to come out of my mouth stopped. I suddenly thought that I had no dance foundation at all, and I was worried that I would be laughed at by the other students and that I would lose a lot of learning time. My heart was torn.
Outside the corridor, dots of raindrops were strung together in a curtain of rain, floating in the air. The cold raindrops struck the ceiling with a muffled sound. My thoughts were as melancholy as this continuous rain.
Lying in bed at night, I repeatedly asked myself, "Do I go, or don't I go?" This night is particularly silent, the sky is starless, only a round of curved moon hidden from the black clouds through the light. A layer of faint moonlight sprinkled on the floor. I looked at the sky, my thoughts roaming. In a trance I seemed to see myself dancing, and I forgot to be afraid. I decided, "I'm going to do it."
In the dance studio. I was hesitant.
There were only a few people in the classroom because the class hadn't started yet. The walls were covered with mirrors, the space was enlarged indefinitely, and it seemed that I would never forget the boundaries, and I looked so small. I wanted to give up. But I couldn't do it. I didn't want to give up without trying, and I didn't want to see it.
Taking a few deep breaths and calming my mood, I started practicing the most basic moves. At the beginning, I fell down continuously, which made me even more panicked. When I looked around at the other trainees and their smiling faces, my face turned red. At this moment, I was very embarrassed, wasn't I? I not only thought so. I began to hate myself for my incompetence.
The teacher saw my embarrassment and comforted me, "Don't be afraid, you've only just begun to learn, it's certain that you won't be able to stand steadily. As long as you continue to work hard, you will surely be as good as the other big brothers and sisters. Teacher believes in you." Said the teacher then began to correct my movements.
Time passed with the drops of sweat slipping down. My movements began to become smooth. Gradually I became addicted to the ocean of dance, forgetting my fear, forgetting myself. I touched the soul of dance. The next study I was no longer confused, no longer cared about the gaze of others, I was dancing with my heart.
Winter and spring came and went, and the days slipped through my fingers. I fell in love with dance.
When one movement was strung together by me and turned into a beautiful dance, I smiled, smitten. Even though my movements were not as coherent and standardized as those of the other students. But at least in my mind, I was a success. Because I surpassed my earlier self.
Walking out of the classroom, I suddenly realized that the sky was so blue; the sun was so warm; the birds' songs were so pleasant.
I suddenly realized that it doesn't matter whether you do things perfectly or not, what matters is that you have experienced it. In fact, the moment you are brave enough to try, you are already a success.
The teacher said that some psychological activities can be added appropriately
Title, the door
With the development of education in China, perhaps you have smelled the breath of the university campus; perhaps you can touch the door of the university. Even though you are still wandering outside the university campus, even though you are still trekking on the way to the university.
Today can be called "knowledge explosion" era, the country so much emphasis on education, perhaps in the near future, illiteracy really no place. As a minor sitting in the classroom to learn, is the capital of the future survival. Otherwise, just for the sake of immediate interests and give up the future, that is extremely unworthy and feel sad. Learning is our vocation, we are "knocking" hard at the door of the university. If not hard, not hard, not hard, inside will never hear your knock.
Perhaps still playing for the busy running around, please do not forget to wait behind the door; perhaps not planning for the future of everything, if you are still waiting, please do not slide into the trough.
Perhaps you are still at the study table to challenge the limits of the night, in fact, you do not have to tell this suffering with people to listen to, because we all share your feelings; perhaps you still have a mountain of homework to do, but you have to bury this trouble and pain deep in the bottom of the heart, because we have the same pay and you; perhaps you are still thinking of indulging yourself in the play, you have to tighten up the heart of this indulgence because we have the same confinement and bondage as you. Perhaps you are still thinking of indulging yourself for fun, you must tighten this indulgence firmly, because everyone has the same confinement and binding as you. Perhaps you are still trying to avoid the teacher and find ways, you do not have to be so hostile to the teacher, because the teacher has always been the same.
When you are struggling on the path of learning, always remind yourself that the door is always open for me!
Title, the freedom of the broken line
Since childhood, I have had the problem of falling pillow, get up in the morning, often crooked neck, the pain cried out. My mother was naturally careful to rub it for me, but this is not a permanent solution. Pillows sold on the market is not suitable for me, my mother decided to do it herself. Cotton is the most preferred material, but too soft can not, too hard also can not, my mother picked a handful of the past, feel moderate before putting into the pillow bag. Two days later, I gratefully received my mother's flower pillow, it is so light, but so heavy. Put my head on the center of the flower pillow just concave my head wrapped inside, cotton seeds gently massaged my head, I was very comfortable, like a quiet night, lying on the beach sand, look at the sky full of stars, inhale the fresh air, breathing all the mother's petal heart fragrance. But the summer came, the cotton was drenched in sweat, it will send out a musty smell. So, I simply skipped the pillow, tilted his head to sleep, the result is naturally I crooked neck, mother and have a heart. Have no choice but to ask someone to bring back a large bag of mung bean shells from the field, the mother used it and sewed a new pillow, this pillow can be much better than cotton, sleep on it, as long as I gently move, there will be a kind of "rustle" sound, like no lyrics of the nursery rhymes in the quiet of the night sky dispersion, and even the night of the elves will be stopped in its tracks, I Of course, I slept very well. Later I realized that these green bean shells cost my father nearly half a month's salary, perhaps because I liked the green bean pillow too much, I would hold it when I did my homework. Finally, one day the pillow cloth broke, see the pillow full of green bean shells floated to the ground, my tears also fell: this is my mother's second pillow for me to do ah! Junior high school, the day I left home, my mother stuffed me with a new pillow, the new pillow overflowing with a medicinal fragrance, the spleen. Mother said, this is the father specially on Nantong to buy. In the school every night, pillow pillow, listen to the pillow in the sound of the herbs, it is simply to appreciate the most wonderful music on earth, I seem to have found the feeling of home, every time I close my eyes, as if a hand holding the father, a hand holding the mother, came to the deciduous forest, look at the land of gold, full of warmth. ...... As the years go by, I gradually understand that there is an unchanging world in this changing pillow, and in this world, there is a kind of emotion that continues all the time. Maybe, the story about this world is not wonderful, but it will accompany me all my life ...... I found chess as life From the fourth grade, I learned to play chess, over the years, gradually found that this small chessboard also reflects a large life. Two people playing against each other, bold chess style spicy, just opened the game will be the whole line of attack, bravely forward, "swallowed ten thousand miles like a tiger" of the trend; timid heavy on the defense, step by step, uncertainty, for fear of a move to the inadvertent, full of losses, will adhere to the "people do not offend me, I do not offend! The principle of "I will not offend, I will not offend"; the steady man is thoughtful, the chess style is robust, seems to be calm, but has long been in the mind; the frivolous man is impatient, eager to get ahead, the chess does not think about the consequences, and ultimately, because of a leaf to hide the eyes of the whole game is lost; the master of the game intentionally lost to the opponent in the first game, to increase its arrogance, and extinguish the heart of its guard, and secretly explore the opponent's set of countermeasures to plan, and the words "Gentleman let the first game", it can be said that both fame and fortune, and then avoid people's long, attack its short, everywhere traps, invite the king into the urn, and kill the opponent even the game are lost, bowed down until; arrogant people often look down on their opponents, posing as a "I am the only one", The proud and arrogant people often look down on their opponents, put on a look of "I am the only one", overbearing situation, the opponent is often "shocked", such people psychological although better, but no real talent, but also difficult to win the game ...... People's different personalities, different mentality are in this Chu River Han Boundary in the fullest expression. Chess of the quiet, such as a pool of spring water, ripples do not rise, and once the static for the action, the smoke rose, killing open, the two sides were killed and injured, the momentum is no less than the smoke rolling battlefield. Chess is indeed a fast thing, both sides sit down, the war three hundred rounds, and kill the sky dark, still not win or lose, both sides can not help but be moody, occasionally careless loss of Bauhinia State, was the opponent seized the opportunity to pursue, seems to have been determined to lose, there is no hope of victory, and then suddenly a bright light in front of the eyes, darkness, back to the horse a gun, straight into the dragon, the opponent is not prepared, and finally ended up with the loss of the game. At this time, I feel particularly happy, a long-lasting memory ...... In fact, life is also a game of chess, life is the opponent, is not easy to defeat the opponent, he only in the chess experience, summarize the lessons learned, and constantly improve their own, in order to achieve victory. I always think that if I can find the mystery of life on this small piece of land, it will not be a waste of my life. Therefore, instead of saying that chess is like life, it is better to say that life is like chess.