The experience is so wonderful.
In the journey of life, there are many bumps and setbacks, but it is the self-guilt and self-reflection after many falls that make us learn to be strong and cheer up.
I don't know geometry, but I think deeply about the true meaning of life. Finally, in the summer night in Chu Qing after the rain, a weather-beaten bud quietly bloomed in my distance, which aroused my surging thoughts.
It turns out that the essence of life is to learn to go through hardships, only to find that "there is no way for mountains and rivers to be suspicious, and there is another village" is a philosophical thinking after the experience; "Who has never died in life since ancient times, keep the heart of Dan and follow history" is the realm after the experience; "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" is the distance after the experience.
A fish, because of its experience, reported to the sea and swam happily; A bud, because of experience, reports sunshine and blooms with a smile; A maple leaf, due to its experience, reports that late autumn is frosty and brilliant red. ...
Life is short, the road is bumpy, raise your sails and go forward bravely! Let's close every door behind us and bravely run to the next post station!
After the storm, we should make "experience" this wonderful flower of life more colorful!
2. This experience is wonderful.
Everyone's life is like a universe. It is the stars that illuminate this boundless darkness: stars, planets, satellites and comets. Some of them are bright, some are dark, some are constantly moving, and some are still. The universe is beautiful, mysterious, dreamy and full of vitality because of them. These stars have experienced happiness, sadness, pride and disappointment again and again ... I think missing is often more unforgettable.
I remember that at that time, I was a seven-year-old child and a second-grade primary school student. Because of my parents' work, I will leave my hometown where I have lived for seven years. At that time, I knew nothing. I don't know what it means to leave here. Even, like visiting my grandparents in my hometown, I left my hometown with a smile and came to Nanping, a strange small city with my parents. At that time, I didn't know what homesickness was, and I only complained that Nanping was not as good as my hometown. Dreams often flash with friends who have played together, familiar wide avenues that have passed by, and buttonwood trees next to the playground of my alma mater ... I didn't expect this trip to be five years.
This summer vacation, I finally returned to the land I often dreamed of.
Five years later, my hometown is still so simple and natural, but it has become more beautiful. The grassland where I used to play has now become a Little Square. In this neon-lit square, there are old people who come out to enjoy the cool in the evening, passers-by who pass by in a hurry, and a group of naive children who are about the same age as when I left my hometown. Watching them frolicking in the square, I seem to see myself as a child, as if I saw the smiling faces of my former friends reappearing in front of me.
There were many stars that night. I was running on the wide grass on both sides of the square, and the gentle evening breeze caressed my cheek. I breathe the familiar smell of plants and soil, as if I were only seven years old. I follow the footsteps of my childhood, as if I were growing up bit by bit: one year old, two years old and three years old. ...
The next day, I came to my alma mater. The alma mater seems to have changed little. Still those familiar teaching buildings, familiar avenues and familiar playgrounds. It's just that the buttonwood trees on both sides of the avenue are more lush, and a beam of sunshine screened out from the cracks in the leaves is sprinkled on the avenue, weaving with the mottled tree shadows into familiar memories. I feel that I am full of deep love and nostalgia for everything, air and soil here.
And I find that I can't see my classmates here anymore, and there are no more waves of laughter. Suddenly I feel so lost. I have a taste of failure. I lost that wonderful time, and once I lost it, I couldn't reproduce it. Everything in my alma mater is immersed in familiar memories, but everything has changed. However, the good times of my childhood will remain in my heart forever. ...
Experience is beautiful, but it doesn't have to be beautiful because of happiness, because it is too monotonous. It is said that there is no parting, how can you know the feeling of homesickness? How can I feel the happiness of returning to my hometown? Every time I think of my hometown, I always feel so sweet and nostalgic, and the faint homesickness is so beautiful. The joys and sorrows of life are all an experience, an experience. Because of these experiences, life has become interesting and unforgettable. ...
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