Holding a bouquet of flowers, I walked across the square. Rainy and foggy days, exceedingly cold. After the hibernation, there is still only ten degrees of temperature, really caught Guangzhou people off guard. Most of the mandarin oranges have been harvested, and the colorful peonies are fading. The broad-leaved banyan trees on both sides of the road, with their fresh green color, bring a ray of hope to the people in the rainy and foggy sky. Guangzhou, the city of flowers, blooms all year round, and flowers are part of the daily life of ordinary people. It would not be an exaggeration to say that a woman only remembers to buy flowers and forgets to buy vegetables. Flower stores can usually be found in Guangzhou's vegetable markets. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the city, the scent of flowers wafting through the air adds infinite beauty to the quotidian life. "What fragrant lilies," "What fresh chrysanthemums," people walking past me couldn't help but slow down their steps, their eyes falling on the flowers, and sighing with admiration. Naturally, my smile was as bright as the flowers, and I softly answered a sentence or two. My heart was filled with joy because of the beauty of the flowers, and even more so because of the beautiful mood they sowed. When I passed a fashion store, a girl came up to me and asked, "Wow, it's so beautiful, today is the 8th of March, someone gave it to me, right," the girl said, looking at me, looking at the flowers, full of joy. She was not asking me to answer any questions, no more than just talking. I met her smile, did not answer.
The flowers were not from anyone, but I bought them myself. When I bought the flowers, the shopkeeper learned that I was buying flowers to go home and arrange myself, so I simply bundled and handed them to me. I made an extra request, asking her to help me wrap the flowers properly with bright floral paper. I laughed and said, "I give myself flowers, but also to pack beautiful ah," the shopkeeper laughed and nodded.
Many times I send myself a bouquet of flowers. Happy or unhappy
time, festivals or special anniversaries, more often than not there is no reason, I want to make myself happier, I will buy flowers. What a beautiful flower ah, hold in the arms, hold in the palm of the hand, put on the bedside, the next many days, no matter day or night, I in the flower fragrance intoxicated. Listening to music, watching movies, writing, or doing housework, my thoughts were light and full of poetry. Once, buy back a handful of green vegetables, looking at the tender yellow flowers, ultimately can not bear, so *** vase to raise up. That meal is certainly no green vegetables, but even if you eat the dried radish, but also than to eat the mountains and sea food a hundred times happier.
I love flowers, without flowers, I will feel that life is tasteless. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to do it. The two people of life, naturally, there is a person for me to buy flowers, even if it is a long way, cold days, will bring the flowers back, hold to my heel. On the day of parting, a person alone, spring flowers, fall and moon, easy to be sentimental. I am the kind of person who loves silence, can hide in the nest, not see the sun for some days, it seems that even the ability to talk has degenerated. People have the instinct to please themselves, some people buy their own fashion, some people about three or five friends all-night party, and I like to buy a bouquet of flowers, give yourself. Receive flowers from others naturally the happiest, but if others ignore, or long distance, why not give yourself a bouquet of flowers, I love flowers, a lifetime of preferences, can not expect others to give you flowers all your life, when I hold flowers in my hands, walk through the square, surrounded by people have become happy and friendly because of flowers, I have not lived up to the beauty of the flowers. As for who sent the flowers, what does it matter,
Seasons like the wind, the world is in turmoil, once in a while, stop hurrying, buy a bouquet of
Flowers, give yourself. When you look back, you will find that life is very beautiful.
Essay 2: "Want to send a bouquet of flowers to yourself" 1400 wordsIn the spring and fall of my life, in addition to giving birth to my son has been to the hospital, and never again because of physical reasons to stay in that place! And the thought of the hospital's veiled whites makes my muscles tense up and I feel horrible!
But I still miss that feeling during my hospitalization! In that moment, my son came to me alive! When "wah wah" came his first cry; when his pair of small feet next to me kicking and shaking; when I saw that little mouth "baba" da sound; my heart is a wave of tenderness from the bone, from the bottom of my heart! I praised the greatness of the birth! I had forgotten the pain of the moment I gave birth to him, which was even worse than the pain of a knife digging into my flesh! What's more, it inexplicably washed away a lot of the willfulness of my teenage years! Steeply to their own mothers have a strong sense of respect and gratitude! From that moment on, in my life has been planted in the never-ending ties!
Another reason I miss it the most is that I have never had so many people give me so many things, looking at the swarm of various kinds of food and fruits, I really drooled, and I just want to send every thing to my mouth, so that I can eat enough at one time! When I saw my siblings, coworkers, friends, relatives and elders coming to the hospital, I felt that everyone was focusing on me. I felt that everyone was centering on me, and I never felt that I was valued so much by them, and all the emotions in the world came like a soft wind, and I felt that I was wrapped up in strong emotions! At that moment, I truly realized that happiness is such a feeling! But just when I reached out to take a wide range of food, came my mother's serious voice: "Fruit can not eat, too cold, will be detrimental to the teeth; spicy can not eat, for fear that the milk is detrimental to the son; the wind can not be blown, for fear of their own health is not conducive to?" I can not help but retract my hand, to the birth of a son after the mother said many forbidden examples, I'm still really not used to, I had to force my appetite, lick the lips of a good slander, look back at the side of the little cute, I finally ruthlessly give up their own preferences! As much as possible to restrain their own random behavior! I've made the greatest first "sacrifice" of my life as a mother!
Since the days of motherhood, there have been a few strings pulling their own thoughts, one is the mother's sideburns on the silver thought, one is the son's string of silver bells like laughter! A single I forgot myself in the silent days of weeks and weeks of busyness and thoughts.
A chance unit to do the annual physical examination, check out my body has a tumor, never had a disease I feel a never had fear in the invasion of me, devouring me! I just remembered the self in my life, when I re-entered the hospital door, my psyche welled up with a strange feeling, I was afraid that my life would end because of this, that day was also my birthday. I had my confirmation. My thoughts were silent and guarded in my midnight, I was alone with the results of the hospital tests, and with all the mixed emotions I cried in pain, I felt a kind of shaking mourning that I had never felt before! I was agonizing and swimming in pain, searching for comforting answers!
During the days of the disease, I began to be depressed, and when some of the bad things frustrated the poetry of my mood and the romance of my heart, I even thought of a natural and voluntary end of their lives!
One night, when there was a blackout in the house, I lit a candle! In the shadow of the candlelight, I saw my son's smile, my mother's gray hair, the expectations of my family! I cried, I felt so small and selfish at that moment. My heart began to tremble! I began to take my illness seriously! Once again, I walked towards the hospital door! This time the mood is not afraid, I longed for my life into the "salvation"! When the doctor told me that this is a very normal inflammatory tumor, my heart relaxed a little, from that moment on, I really want to cherish their lives!
I regularly give myself a checkup, I feel that my life does not all belong to me alone, and now my disease found ten years, my body is completely no different, the body does not feel uncomfortable, if not the results of the examination, I am very hard to believe that there will be so much extra stuff in my body! I often secretly pray to God to let my life be healthy and healthy and rush forward! I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in the future!
I really want to give myself a bouquet of flowers, a large bouquet of flowers in the spring, summer, fall and winter! And I also want to put some green leaves around the flowers, so that I can see their verdant, bright, fading, wilting? Let yourself feel the whole process of life, read the rise and fall of life!
Friends, life is great and lovely! Fate has given us the opportunity to take care of her.
Whenever I see Chinese athletes on the podium, wearing gold medals around their necks and holding flowers in their hands, I am really envious of them, but I know clearly that sports has no chance with me and I don't have that day's score. But I want to give myself a bouquet of flowers. Things are like this: today, the teacher gave us a riddle "half of spring and autumn" (playing a word). So I thought: according to the meaning of the riddle, half spring plus half autumn. However, no matter how I added them up, I couldn't add up a single word, which was a bit difficult. If it were normal, I would have given up and stopped guessing or asked my classmates what this word was. But the teacher said: "no defeat, no compromise ------" thought here, I have put into a tense "battle", I will draw and write on the paper, a moment to scratch their ears, a moment to pace the square, walking around the house, a moment ----- two frowns tightly. --- The two eyebrows are tightly squeezed together, but just do not give up.
Just then, I looked up and saw an ancient poem pasted on the wall, and I couldn't help but recite it softly: "When the moon is bright in Qin time, when Han time passes, ten thousand miles of the long march people have not yet returned. But make the Dragon City flying generals, don't ask Hu Ma to cross Yinshan." In this moment, a flash of light in my head, the answer jumped into my mind, "Qin" is not half of the spring and half of the fall added? Why didn't I think of that?
"Guess it! I guessed it!" I shouted excitedly. I can't tell you how happy I was. I tasted the joy of success and experienced the results of my efforts. At this moment, I wanted someone to send me a bouquet of flowers, reward me with a gold medal, or award me the title of "Little Doctor of Brainstorming", but none of these things happened.
So I drew a bouquet of roses and gave them to myself. Although he is full of small thorns, but it is fragrant and delicate.
Learning to love ourselves is not for us to abuse ourselves and be harsh on ourselves, but when we are in pain and helpless and isolated, when we have to walk independently through the dark rainy night with no moon or stars, when we are independently supported by the Suffering no one can share for us when ...... we have to learn to send ourselves a bouquet of flowers every day, every day to give ourselves a smile.
Our life, destined to have a lot of chance encounters, chance encounters with a thing, chance encounters with someone, so that our life has many more twists and turns. Don't get drunk on promises that have been blown away by the wind and get lost in the traps you dig. The world does not never separate, those people, those things, and the same with the passing of youth, whether to cherish, or waste, have gone forever, do not let the present squander, brewing into the end of the regret.
There is no dead end in life, depending on how you look for a way out. Ideas are the way out. When we look squarely at the dilemma, do not retreat in front of the difficulties, so that there is no way out. Success is not only a result, but also a process of not being afraid of failure and never giving in to trials and tribulations. Weekend, clean up the garbage of the week, organize, and then set off ~
A few words of Benjamin, a few words of contentment, a few words of peace, this world passes through, one after another, such as the falling flowers, calmly to face, peacefully to taste, since it is natural, then go to adapt to the natural, silent abiding each other, light observation, this a silent, in itself, is a free, this a kind of light, why not a kind of libertine.
Some people, only do two things in their lives, do not serve, fight, so more and more successful. There are also people who only do two things in their lives, waiting, regretting, so the more mixed the worse miserable. People can not afford to think about themselves, to see what kind of person they are, if you do not care about the place, when you are determined to change yourself, the future followed by a change.
When I was young, I loved to put words in my mouth, and I often broke up with my friends, and I broke up with my boss. Now look back, regret, and not, I can not force themselves. If life were to start over again, I would still make the same choices, just give up at the same time, I would remember to be more positive. I will make myself better, so that I can make better friends, choose a better job, rather than coldly hiding in a corner, lonely with the world gambling.
The height of the life, is the self-confidence support up. Compared to people, only the situation is different, successful people, but also not a person with three heads and six arms. Often, we are not lack of success chips, but lack of self-confidence. All the road, only feet up to know the distance and twists and turns. Dare to take the first step and insist is self-confidence. Think you can't, you really never can. Confidence is the greatest potential of human beings.
We must be strong, even if we have been hurt, shed tears, but also grit your teeth and go on. Because, life, is your life alone. Heart, is the director of the play of life; thoughts, is the negative of the human habitat. The bitterness and joy of life, not in how many things, but in the heart loaded with how many things ~ empty the heart of the haze, the heart of the net in order to be quiet, quiet in order to be at ease, quiet ~
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, send a bouquet of flowers to themselves, it is a way to love themselves, but also a middle-aged woman to a sense of life.
The first time I saw a bouquet of flowers was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
Harmony: Teacher - you have worked hard,
Female: It is you who take us through the storm,
Male: It is you with the knowledge of the nutrients will be nurtured, but never ask for return and demand. Woman: It is you who gave us the answer to a difficult question,
Man: It is you who told us: when in trouble, do not give up so easily. From now on, our lives are always full of joy. There is a lot less worry and a lot more perseverance.
Women: another harvest in the fall, you still hold the hand of the colorful brush. You are still holding the colorful brush in your hand, depicting a beautiful blueprint, nourishing the motherland's peach and plum.
Male: late at night you are still seriously preparing for the class, you still recall the fun of our success in sleep. Women: we are the flowers blooming in the spring,
Men: you give us a wonderful melody.
Hop: You are a hard-working gardener, we will remember your words of wisdom. We will keep in mind your words of wisdom. Every step in life, love, fitness, realistic, enterprising!
To express our respect for you; together with the beautiful blueprint, B: to send you a beautiful song, nourishing the motherland's peach and plum.
Bringing you a touch of sweetness. A: late at night you are still seriously preparing for the class, combined: teacher - you worked hard, B: sleep you still recall the fun of our success. A: you take us through the wind and rain, together: we are the flowers blooming in the spring, B: it is your knowledge of the nutrients will feed us, it is you give us a wonderful melody. Huddle: but never ask for return and demand. A: you are a hard-working gardener, A: you give us a puzzle, we will remember your words of wisdom. B: you tell us: encounter difficulties, do not easily say give up B: walk every step in life, A: from our lives, love, health, realistic, progressive!
Anytime full of joy. A: teachers like what, B: less a lot of trouble, together: teachers like red candle,
added a fortitude. The teacher is like a red candle, adding a perseverance. A: another harvest in the fall, B: teachers like what,
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Hop: teachers like spring rain, A: inch by inch of chalk
to the dribs and drabs of knowledge scattered in our hearts. The teacher is like what, rise up and ignite into a candle, and the teacher is like a gardener, lighting up others
The youngest of us is nurtured into a large number of knowledge. B: Let a hieroglyphic text B: What is the teacher like, become the footprints you walked on H: The teacher is like a golden key, climbed to the top of the cliff
Lead the ignorant us into the treasure house of knowledge. A: teacher like what, send a batch of students on the road A: teacher like our mother, A: shining star
Every day accompanied by our birth side, tell us some rich and colorful knowledge B: radiate a brilliant and bright knowledge. A: the last bit of residual heat combined: is the teacher gave us so much knowledge, combined: this is the teacher's life
Here I want to wish all the teachers forever young, beautiful.
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A: I wandered far away from the familiar intersection and did not dare to stay long in the alma mater, not shy B: I do not dare, do not dare to stay in front of the door of the alma mater B: only because I have nothing more than this poem together; fondly look back at the campus, look at the classroom window, the falling Ying colorful, cherish the feelings of the yo-yo
Tree Tingting, the road curved A: with infinite fondness and gratitude, I would like to thank you. With infinite fondness and gratitude A: the past is like smoke hard to blow away B: and then look back
teenage time from here slipped away, can not be retained A: gently voice B: how much I would like to rewind the diary to that distant childhood Good-bye, dear Alma Mater ～～～～
Let me once again to enjoy the spring
A: the sunrise, the setting sun, the old days of us
The classroom in the voice of the book recitation, melodious back and forth.
B; on the exam room, look focused, fill out the answer sheet of life
Unforgettable ah, that the past
Hoping; and now, can only be realized in the dream
The wind is gentle, the love silk cut
A: the teacher's instructions to remember in the heart of the mind
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Essay 8: "Send yourself a bunch of flowers -- Blue Forget-Me-Not 500 wordsSend yourself a bouquet of flowers Blue Forget-Me-Not
I would like to send myself a bouquet of flowers, but I don't know too much about the language of the flowers, only years ago there is a kind of blue flowers y remembered, and its name is the language of its flowers Forget-Me-Not. It represents loyalty and steadfast love.
I know that this flower comes from the teenage years I read a novel of the same name that moved me, the famous writer Wang Meng's "forget-me-not". The main character of the novel is a young man who grew up after the trials and tribulations of the revolutionary war years, after the liberation of the country into the city to work, he has not forgotten the rural lovers, the agreement between them is the kind of blue flower forget-me-not. To the last century, the extreme left era, the truth is treated as absurd, in the lovers married just three days on the occasion, just because of the hero in the newspaper, due to work, published an article "three feet of ice is not a day's cold", the hero was wrongly labeled as rightist, and finally was put in prison. His new wife waited for him for eighteen years, making him a pair of shoes a year until he was rehabilitated and returned. The agreement between them is still the kind of blue flower forget-me-nots.
After revisiting this moving novel, I think no matter how passionate feelings forget-me-not is the premise. And only pure feelings and deep feelings will never forget each other, if the love to the obsessive party is in the true, then eighteen years of waiting and forget-me-not must be in pursuit of a noble feelings to do. The pursuit of this lofty feelings will make life more meaningful. This story may be fictional, but the feelings it recounts are true words of love.
Well, after listening to me tell this story, may you also remember this blue flower forget-me-not, which represents loyalty and steadfast love.
Essay 9: "Send yourself a bouquet of flowers of the blue forget-me-not" 500 wordsI would like to send myself a bouquet of flowers, but I don't know too many flower language, only many years ago it was y remembered that there is a kind of blue flowers, and its name is the language of its flowers forget-me-not. It represents loyalty and steadfast love.
I know that this flower comes from the teenage years I read a novel of the same name that moved me, the famous writer Wang Meng's "forget-me-not". The main character of the novel is a young man who grew up after the trials and tribulations of the revolutionary war years, after the liberation of the country into the city to work, he has not forgotten the rural lovers, the agreement between them is the kind of blue flower forget-me-not. To the last century, the extreme left era, the truth is treated as absurd, in the lovers married just three days on the occasion, just because of the hero in the newspaper, due to work, published an article "three feet of ice is not a day's cold", the hero was wrongly labeled as rightist, and finally was put in prison. His new wife waited for him for eighteen years, making him a pair of shoes a year until he was rehabilitated and returned. The agreement between them is still the kind of blue flower forget-me-nots.
After revisiting this moving novel, I think no matter how passionate feelings forget-me-not is the premise. And only pure feelings and deep feelings will never forget each other, if the love to the obsessive party is in the true, then eighteen years of waiting and forget-me-not must be in pursuit of a noble feelings to do. The pursuit of this lofty feelings will make life more meaningful. This story may be fictional, but the feelings it recounts are true words of love.
So, after listening to me tell this story, may you also remember this blue flower forget-me-not, which represents loyalty and steadfast love.
Teacher sends you a bouquet of flowers Send you a bouquet of flowers
To express our respect for you;
To send you a beautiful song, to bring you a touch of sweetness.
Teachers - you have worked hard,
is that you take us through the storm,
is that you with knowledge of the nutrients will be nurtured, but never ask for return and demand. It was you who gave us the answers to our questions, and you who taught us not to give up when things got tough.
Since then, our lives have been filled with joy
All the time.
We are less worried and more resolute.
We are more confident.
Another harvest in the fall, you still hold the hand of the colorful brush.
You are still holding the colorful brush in your hand, depicting a beautiful blueprint,
nourishing the motherland's peaches and plums.
Late at night you are still seriously preparing for the lesson, you still recall the fun of our success in sleep.
We are the flowers that bloom in the spring,
you gave us a beautiful melody. You are the hard-working gardener, we will remember your words of wisdom.
Every step of your life is a good one.
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