Vitality
When the frozen ice on the river creaks and opens a concert; when the willows that have been sleeping all winter sprout green shoots; when the lovely When the little flower buds lie on the bed surrounded by green leaves like a baby, the curtain of spring slowly opens to us.
The first people to feel the breath of spring are the grass on both sides of the road, under the buildings, and in the square. If dogs have the best sense of smell among the animals we are familiar with, then grass has the same status as them in this regard. They were the first to smell the breath of spring, and they rushed out of the soil to show their courtesy to Miss Spring. The always lazy Yang Shu on the side of the road also noticed something. He straightened up his chest, shook off the remaining snow on his body, and worked hard. When the spring breeze passed through its branches, it shook its head to greet her, just like a gentleman.
Just like going to a market, the birds seemed to have received an urgent order and came from the south, united. In an instant, the colorful songs of the birds came from the woods, from the telephone poles, from the rooftops, and from the air. The remaining birds were not to be outdone, and finally took the lead. According to the bird judging panel, the cuckoo sang the first song of spring, won a golden voice award, and was dancing happily on the tree. This song wakes up other hibernating animals, and the animal gathering officially begins!
Unexpectedly, the animals got out of order as soon as they arrived. Dragonflies and mosquitoes met, spiders met flies and butterflies, and frogs were all welcome. When birds came, insects People fled in a hurry. It seemed that this year's rally ended in failure again. However, the animals finally started to move, and the spring day gained another vitality.
People are not sensitive to spring. When spring comes, the last thing people know is that they put heavy cotton jackets, cotton trousers, hats, gloves, and scarves in the wardrobe. At the bottom, it looks like they can take a vacation. After putting on light shirts and jeans, the children ran out first. The kites flew into the sky as if they were drunk, startling the birds, and flew up with chirping sounds and children's laughter. blue sky. The elderly people also came out wearing sportswear to relax and rejuvenate their muscles and muscles. Middle-aged people also rode bicycles around the river, listening to the slow water dancing in the river.
A year's plan starts with spring, a day's plan starts with spring. In such a beautiful day, we should also join the spring gathering, with the vitality and vitality of spring, activate our brains and our bodies, and add more color to the spring day.
When the sound of children reading can be heard in the school, spring has really come. The composition of "Vitality"
It's a bit long, 1,400 words. You can delete some yourself.
Life, vitality
At the end of summer, the green leaves will wither, and at the end of winter, the leaves will wither.
The falling leaves flew past my eyes like butterflies. Suddenly, a lightning bolt of inspiration struck my soul, reminding me of the time I passed under a forest last year.
That day, it was very cold and the wind was biting because it was the depth of winter.
The day I left the noisy world, it seemed very deep and quiet. The cry of the trumpeting bird comes from the depths of the woods from time to time. Since it is already evening, it may be calling the beloved to come back quickly. This has to make me realize how precious it is to cherish everything that life has given us.
The cold air has frozen between my eyebrows, and the cold water drops are growing on my eyebrows, let it dance! I hid my hands in my pockets and stood there quietly, staring into the distance, feeling this warm moment. Small water droplets covered my coat. This is the charm of winter because it is drizzle. The falling rain makes people feel cold, but the coldness still retains the charm of deep winter.
The hazy tree shadows look so tough and strong in the cold air.
The falling leaves are so sad when they are wet. It's not that it's sad, it's that this sentimental boy like me is just moved by the scene.
Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that winter is better than spring.
Leaves are falling everywhere.
Two winding footprints were left on the ground, blurry, and finally dissipated and disappeared.
I couldn’t help but pace.
Because a dandelion swaying in the wind appeared in front of me.
It turns out that life is so joyful and awe-inspiring.
It became strong under the baptism of cold rain and cold wind.
It cheers with the north wind.
It has been integrated into life.
It has learned to adapt to life.
I can no longer find the fragility it once had.
I lifted up my trousers, stepped back my left foot slightly, moved my body, squatted down, lowered my head slightly, and what appeared in front of me was the fellow traveler I was looking for.
The crystal water drops linger on the leaves, nourishing and protecting them. They cherish each other.
I was deeply moved when I saw this scene.
The wind will stop here, and the rain will be silent when it reaches here.
It is because I am protecting it with my body at this time. It is the master of nature and also my friend.
It embellishes and inspires our lives.
Although it is small, it is great and lovely in my heart.
The wind is getting stronger and the rain is getting stronger.
I said goodbye to it, left a stop in my life, and ended a scene in my life, but it will always remain in my heart and memory. Because it is life!
What I saw is extinguished, what disappears is remembered,
I stand at the end of the world. Hearing the sprouting of the soil
Waiting for the flower of the other shore...
Maybe everyone guards the flower of life throughout his life, maybe it is the warm and unrestrained sunflower in Van Gogh's painting, maybe that They are bright fireworks that light up the night sky for a moment...but flowers are always on the other side of life! Always waiting for our arrival, waiting for the flowers to bloom, waiting...
Therefore, we call it the flower of the other side.
Kafka once designed four endings for Prometheus Bound: either hidden in a stone, or forgotten, or...but there was one ending he did not design: Prometheus Fire was stolen for human beings, and flowers of the other side bloomed on the earth. When its liver was pecked by the condor, I thought his heart was happy and his life was complete, because they could hear the sound of flowers blooming!
I think this is the true meaning of life, for the moment when the flowers bloom. However, our lives cannot be as full of legends as those of Lometheus, who used thick and colorful depictions to let the flowers of the other shore bloom all over the earth. Human life still carries a soul, and the soul needs an outlet, so it is destined to not be perfect. Therefore, when we cross the height of life, let our souls fly and listen to the sound of flowers blooming...
In the face of the rising sun, the flocks of flying birds, and the vast and infinite sea, We lament the beauty of life and the kindness of the Creator.
While supporting an old man who is already in his twilight years, holding a pure newborn baby, and celebrating joy at the knees of his parents, I also lament the preciousness of human family affection.
In the face of loving partners who have supported each other through decades of ups and downs and walked through the journey of life hand in hand, we lament the holiness and steadfastness of love...
Our souls have When the most beautiful emotions in the world arise, life sprouts quietly. When a flower blooms in our eyes, we will engrav it deeply in our hearts, slowly exuding a faint fragrance and tightly clasping the heartstrings. When we look back: the angel of love is standing on the branch, looking at The flowers of the other shore are in full bloom in our hearts...
Because the flowers bloom, we are happy, and because of happiness, life is valuable. For the sake of life, we look for love, look for beautiful human emotions, and wait for the sound of flowers blooming... The composition of "Vitality" is about 450 words
I will give you a few articles for reference and revise by yourself
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One day, a red dragonfly brought a grass seed into the crack of the wall.
"Wrong, wrong! The garden is over there." Qiang pursed his lips and said loudly.
Before the red dragonfly could answer, the seed spoke first: "I came here on my own. The seed in the garden over there always laughed at me as a grass, saying that I wouldn't be able to grow up when I grow up. Vitality - there is no vitality without them. I don't care about the seeds of those flowers."
"There is fertile land and careful gardeners in the garden, but I only have a little bit of poor soil. You should go back. " Qiang said gently.
“Yes.
" Red Dragonfly also persuaded, "I'll take you back again. "
"No! I was laughed at by those flower seeds when I went back. "The seeds plunged into the only soil in the cracks of the wall.
"Alas - innocent children..."
The hard-working collectors of seeds provide life-sustaining nutrients to the wall. She also tried her best to help him get more essence, and the red dragonfly often came to encourage the seeds, and sometimes talked about recent weather changes.
After many days, the seeds finally poked out their tender heads. , turned into Ya'er. Ya'er looked at the garden, and the seeds that had laughed at him had grown very tall.
Ya'er worked harder, he must surpass the flowers in the garden. /p>
After working hard day and night, Ya'er became Xiaocao again. The wall and the red dragonfly were very happy, but Xiaocao was not happy.
"I can't be better than Hua." The child is more energetic. Look, they are all extremely beautiful, surrounded by butterflies and bees every day. "Xiaocao said frustrated.
"Okay, there will be a storm at night, be careful, you won't be like this tomorrow morning. " said the red dragonfly.
At night, the wind howled, the lightning roared, and the storm was coming. The howling wind seemed to take away the grass, and the roaring lightning wanted to scare away the grass. Tears and cold rain mixed together... The storm tortured Xiaocao mercilessly.
The next day, Xiaocao opened his eyes and looked at the garden. Most of the flowers were broken on the ground and it was a mess. ...
Beauty is just the appearance of vitality, and tenacious life is the real vitality
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A vibrant spring is lovely. Miss Spring came to the world with light steps. She gave the colors of spring to the world, making spring full of vitality and vitality. The whole world seemed to have just woken up from a long sleep. I went to look for the beauty of spring with curiosity. Color. Look! The mountains in the distance are rolling and turning green; the grass nearby is peeking out one by one; the little wild flowers can’t wait to put on the little flower skirts given to them by the spring girl, and they are all blooming in beauty; The willow trees by the river have sprouted buds, and the reeds have turned green when they were planted there. The calm water in the river has awakened from the purity of winter; the air is so fresh and the sky is so clear; when the spring breeze blows in my When the little swallow flies back from the south and sings a beautiful song, it tells us: "Spring is here!" "Spring is a magician, who is more magical than her, who is more beautiful than her. Spring is a season of sowing hope, spring is the farmer uncle sowing the seeds of hope, spring is our hope to rise up and learn. I love spring! Love this vibrant spring!
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Qinglong, full of vitality. On February 18, I went to visit Qinglong Mountain near Putuo No. 2 Middle School and walked along the steps for two or three minutes. We arrived at the gate. Above the gate, the five golden characters "Qinglong Mountain Park" are particularly eye-catching. Walking further in, you can see a small square where there are many old people exercising: some. Some are dancing swords, some are playing badminton, some are playing Tai Chi, and some are dancing to the rhythm of the music! Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, the mountain looks very energetic, with big trees standing upright. , Like soldiers guarding Qinglong Mountain, the overlapping branches cast scattered tiny shadows of the sun. Along the winding mountain road, I found many wild flowers of various colors on the roadside, dark red, light. Red... a cluster here, a cluster there, they seemed to be whispering together! Suddenly, I saw a small blue flower, so small and exquisite! It's a pity that I don't know the name of this flower. , you can see a four-cornered pavilion with beautiful glazed tiles on the top. If you are tired, you can go to the pavilion to rest. There are many mascots carved on the pillars of the pavilion, including two dragons playing with beads, two phoenixes flying together, and a lion playing. The ball is vivid and beautifully carved! If you continue walking up the path, you will see a large lawn. There are fitness equipment here, and anyone can play as much as you want. When we arrived at the top of Qinglong Mountain, we had a panoramic view of the entire Shenjiamen. There was a monument on the top of the mountain, which recorded the names of the martyrs who died in the liberation of Dengbu Island. The pines and cypresses are green and shiny, and there seems to be a new life trembling on each green leaf. I love this beautiful Qinglong Mountain, and I love this vibrant Qinglong Mountain Park.
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Some people like the spring full of vitality, some people like the summer with its lush vitality, and some people like the autumn full of harvest, but I only like the heavy snow. winter!
I remember a snowy weekend, I went to my grandpa’s house. As soon as I entered my grandpa's house, I went to the garden. The garden has long been covered with snow. The branches were covered with heavy little snowballs. A breeze blew by, and the branches trembled, as if to say hello to us. The flowers in the yard are all withered, no, no, that... those flowers are in full bloom! Yes, those are plum blossoms. I stepped forward and gently brushed off the snow on it, revealing the rose petals of the plum blossom. The stamens of the plum blossom are yellow and covered with long soft hairs, a bit like the ones when fireworks spread out. Five red petals formed a circle, wrapping these "pocket fireworks". "Wind and rain send spring home, and flying snow welcomes spring. The cliffs are already covered with ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches." Grandpa, while chanting Chairman Mao's "Ode to the Plum Blossoms", paced up to me and pointed to a flower in full bloom. The prosperous plum blossom said: "Granddaughter, the biggest characteristic of plum blossoms is that 'Ling Han blooms alone'. The plum blossoms bloom so luxuriantly and brightly in the cold winter because of the hard work they put in, so you should be like this plum blossom, Don't bow down in the face of setbacks and work hard to overcome the passbook, so that you can have such a glorious achievement as plum blossom!" I listened and nodded.
Walking into the house, a burst of fragrance wafted. Oh, it's a narcissus! If you look closely, you can see that there is a hint of light yellow on the six white petals. The petals are divided into two layers. The outer layer of petals lies flat, and the inner layer of petals stands upright to form a circle. Round, it looks like a very small "bowl". If you look closely, the "bowl" seems to contain a bunch of stamens. The stamens are yellow and a little long. If you get closer and smell it, ah, a refreshing fragrance. I thought: Narcissus and plum blossoms are the same. They are not afraid of the cold and both bloom so beautifully. Many people say that winter is lifeless and lifeless. I can deny it. Don’t winter plums and daffodils illustrate this point? If spring is lovely, summer is amiable, and autumn is sung, then winter is respectable. Because winter is the season that contains life, is the strong vitality in winter more difficult than in spring, summer, and autumn? I think so. In real life, there are people like flowers in winter. Despite constant difficulties and setbacks, they still work hard to overcome them. Therefore, their lives bloom so brightly. Isn't this kind of person disrespectful?
Let us all feel the vitality and vitality that winter shows us, and let us feel the respectable vitality together!
Hope you will adopt it, O(∩_∩)OThank you "Vitality" composition
The grass in the cracks of the rocks
Tenaciously got out
Braving the wind and rain
It seems Swaying with the vitality of youth
The grass in the cracks of the rocks
grows tenaciously
Braving the scorching sun and scorching heat
It seems that all these are ignored
Sometimes, you will be ridiculed and ridiculed by wild flowers
Even your brothers in the wilderness
They will also scold you for being ugly
Perhaps, you can not get out of the cracks in the stone
or stop growing
However, You refuse to give up
The only power that nature has given you
But I admire you very much
Because
Living is a A challenge
Life is originally beautiful and full of vitality composition
One day, a red dragonfly brought a grass seed into the crack of the wall.
"Wrong, wrong! The garden is over there." Qiang pursed his lips and said loudly.
Before the red dragonfly could answer, the seed spoke first: "I came here on my own. The seed in the garden over there always laughed at me as a grass, saying that I wouldn't be able to grow up when I grow up. Vitality - there is no vitality without them. I don't care about those flower seeds."
"There is fertile land and careful gardeners in the garden, but I only have a little bit of poor soil. You should go back. " Qiang said gently.
“Yes.
" Red Dragonfly also persuaded, "I'll take you back again. "
"No! When I went back, I was laughed at by those flower seeds. "The seeds plunged into the only soil in the cracks of the wall.
"Alas - innocent children..."
The hard-working collectors of seeds provide life-sustaining nutrients to the wall. She also tried her best to help him get more essence, and the red dragonfly often came to encourage the seeds, and sometimes talked about recent weather changes.
After many days, the seeds finally poked out their tender heads. , turned into Ya'er. Ya'er looked at the garden, and the seeds that had laughed at him had grown very tall.
Ya'er worked harder, he must surpass the flowers in the garden. /p>
After working hard day and night, Ya'er became Xiaocao again. The wall and the red dragonfly were very happy, but Xiaocao was not happy.
"I can't be better than Hua." The child is more energetic. Look, they are all extremely beautiful, surrounded by butterflies and bees every day. "Xiaocao said frustrated.
"Okay, there will be a storm at night, be careful, you won't be like this tomorrow morning. " said the red dragonfly.
At night, the wind howled, the lightning roared, and the storm was coming. The howling wind seemed to take away the grass, and the roaring lightning wanted to scare away the grass. Tears and cold rain mixed together... The storm tortured Xiaocao mercilessly.
The next day, Xiaocao opened his eyes and looked at the garden. Most of the flowers were broken on the ground and it was a mess. ...
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Vitality
The refreshing autumn wind transported me to a strange campus. On both sides of the road, tall trees swayed in the sunshine, and their graceful figures stood gracefully. Like a blond girl meditating in the breeze. Her exquisite eyes seem to see through the entire autumn
The autumn wind blows away the heat of summer, making it cool and comfortable. The people jumping on the spacious playground are so lively. , always filled with the color of youth. The magnificent money trees next to it are shining with golden light. Occasionally, a small seed will fall gently on your head. , caressing the ends of your hair. It seems that I am still attached to you, and will not leave you for a long time. As time goes by, the leaves on the tree will sway and scatter on the ground with the destruction of the autumn wind, running around the playground. The autumn wind that passed by my cheeks was also warm.
The midday sun gave off a dazzling light. Looking up at the dense leaves, one could only see the leaves outside. Another burst of charming sunshine shines through the only gaps, and the black eyes also have a hint of light.
In the small garden, there are little dark bodies. It is constantly squirming, as if busy with the harvest provided by autumn.
The towering wall separates the inside and the outside, and the vitality in the campus is not any different from the outside world. The morning wind is slightly cool. As the flow of people progressed, a building suddenly appeared in front of us. It was filled with more than a thousand students from the first grade of high school. They never forgot the enlightenment teacher's teachings. Then, the loud sound of reading broke through the door. It came out and passed into my ears. It was so real. The originally thin oxygen in the air expanded rapidly in an instant, and the cycle of the four seasons was never exaggerated.
The spring breeze and the autumn breeze. The fallen leaves are still strong and lively. Even if the colors and styles are different, we can still change the fallen leaves and turn them into nutrients in the soil. Now we can also regain ourselves and continue to move forward. Our youth should be like fallen leaves. We should surpass ourselves and not let the "pits" ahead hinder our pace.
On the rocks, some ivy plants have become old and yellow. The yellow vines are entangled one by one. Even if spring has passed, its unwillingness to admit defeat keeps its body climbing up the rock. Even the sudden storm could not stop his firm belief.
The falling leaves are blown all over the sky by the refreshing autumn wind. The wildly flying fallen leaves were like butterflies, chasing each other in mid-air for a while, and finally stopped quietly in the grass.
The grass and trees in the garden are still so young, and there is a little yellow among the grass, which really has a flavor. In the dark corner, those few trees could not withstand the friction of time and have quietly disappeared on the campus.
Every corner of the campus is indispensable for the passion of autumn, the ardent expectations of students here; the birds chasing each other there. Our campus is so vibrant and exciting. On this campus, if the golden color of autumn is missing, the joy of success will also be missing.
In this warm campus, we defend and pursue. Sow seedlings for next fall. The campus of *** has had our laughter, sweat and tears. We use *** to awaken the fallen lion.
The late autumn wind plants the seeds of desolation into our hearts. However, *** softens all loneliness.
The picture of vitality fully expresses the hope of the author, Mr. Feng Zikai, for future life. He had just experienced the Marco Polo Bridge Incident and created this work in 1938. There are three *** in the painting Object: a wall, a bud and a red dragonfly. The symbol of the wall should refer to "my" environment and surroundings, the entire social outlook of old China. New buds tenaciously emerge from the cracks in the wall and peek outside curiously. In the world, the wall is like a cage, but it cannot restrain "I" from understanding and exploring the world. So "I" got new thoughts and new concepts. I discovered a new world, which is the joy of the dragonfly in the painting. So It has become a new life - "vitality." In the contrast between the dynamic movement of the red dragonfly and the static contrast between the wall and the buds, it is not difficult for us to feel the literati atmosphere of Mr. Feng Zikai. From a simple cartoon , we can think of many, many
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