Not expected By: spring. angel descending To say that a rainy day is also beautiful, I would not have thought of it.
On Qingming Festival, I wanted to visit my grandfather's house. I walked alone in the countryside, I did not expect this rain flurry, no umbrella I called bad luck.
This e68a8462616964757a686964616f31333431333964 rain drenched me really "want to break the soul"! Country roads are muddy, after the rain, the road will be like being trampled by running wild horses. I walked and traveled: a sunny day is good! The warmth of the sun is like a light cotton blanket on the body.
This field, flowers, grass, trees, as if gilded with thin gold, which is like this rainy day, the clothes are wet not to mention, if the cold wind a fluttering, cold war can be a non-stop! I can't imagine what's so beautiful about this rainy day. I don't think there's any beauty in this rainy day. When the rain comes, I usually stay at home and don't want to go out.
I didn't expect to walk in the rain this time. After complaining, I was calmed down by the rain.
I saw a mud puddle and jumped over it. When I looked up, I suddenly saw ----- the wheat by the river swaying in the rain, and the raindrops falling on the leaves.
The raindrops put a pressure on the leaves. Then it rolled down, washing the wheat leaves more and more green.
Some of the wheat leaves popped up again. By the spring breeze, when you look at it from afar, it looks like the waves of the sea rise and fall.
I feel happy: watch the wind like watching wheat, watch wheat like the sea. Move your eyes to the river bank, only to see ----- a few green willow standing.
If in a sunny day. This willow is just green, not conspicuous.
But the rainy day willow really beautiful! Willow branches on the new leaves hanging, but also with a light "fluff", very playful and lovely. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The water mist is like a silk in the willow branches. The willow branches swaying in the wind, from a distance, like a painting rendered in green ink, water mist in the sky and the earth, the willow branches of the misty green hazy, green and ethereal.
The water mist and branches reflect each other, along with the rain in the houses, cooking smoke, but also subsumed in that ink painting. I can not help but marvel, I did not expect rainy days also have beauty! Yes! The day has its clear sky, the night also has its stars; the sea has its magnificent waves, the stream also has its calm and elegant, all this is just that we did not think of it, just as this rainy day also has a special beauty.
2. to not think of the theme of the essayI did not think of it was last winter, the weather is very cold, although not too much snow, but every day is the biting cold wind mixed with the fading leaves and attacked people, so that my impression of the beautiful winter snowy silver wrapped in the ruined.
Nanjing's weather has always been elusive, but it's better to fight it than to give in to it, only to be fully loaded, wrapped up tightly. I ride my own bike to school every morning, at first, I resolutely do not wear gloves and other "war equipment", immersed in my own self-professed noble character, but in a few days, I begged my mother to help me prepare for the "war equipment", mom joked: "What's the matter, not need it?" "Then my hands are red and swollen when I do my homework, how can I write well? Don't let the teacher criticize you!" The result can be imagined.
The next day, I used a pink belt to put these "war tools" installed, happy to go to school. On the way to school, due to my carelessness, I just threw the strap into the basket of the car stuffed with schoolbags, and laughed and laughed with my classmates as they walked towards the parking place.
"Ah! What a day!" I exclaimed. "Did you drop something? I saw something upside down out of your car basket."
A voice came from behind. I looked into the basket - it was over! I had lost my battle gear.
That's my winter equipment ah, let mom know must be dead ...... I was anxious like a hot pot on the ants, students said to accompany me to find, my heart only calmed down, will be on the morning reading class, have to hurry ah! In the time of such urgency, my hands and feet along the path leading to the school entrance to find and find, just did not find. "Someone must have taken it, this sucks!" I was on the verge of tears.
In the afternoon when I went to school, I stood at the door with my head hanging down, waiting for the door to open, and looked toward the doorman, and there stood my pink bag in the window! I could not care less about the school door open, a swarm of people, immediately rushed over: "I came to take the bag ......" security grandfather smiled and looked at me: "Oh, take the bag ah, take it!" I was overjoyed and whispered, "Thank you!" I did not expect the security guard to help me save the bag, at once, a stream of warmth welled up in my heart, the weather also seems to be less cold, it is also touched by the kindness of the security guard? On the way home, the figure of the security grandfather always comes to my mind, they wear thin security uniforms all year round, just to protect our school and students, they may not be as awe-inspiring as the police, but they are also great people worthy of our study. Unexpected is the hard work of the security guards, not expected is the kindness of the security guards, pay tribute to the security guards.
3. to not expect as the topic of the essayI did not expect me to be so dependent on parents Our generation of children ah are known as the outside world 'greenhouse flowers', like that delicate and gentle flowers can not withstand the wind and rain, while we are spoiled by mom and dad, like a little princess, a little emperor, and will always be snuggled up in the warmth of that mom and dad, The heavy feathers below, windy mom's feathers to protect me, rain dad's feathers for me to cover the rain, there will not be a drop of rain wet my clothes.
Although that mom and dad's feathers were injured. And I am a spoiled child by parents, I am very dependent on them, when they are not around me, my life is as messy as a mess, get up in the morning and can not find socks; yesterday's paper to do do do not know where to put it, all the trivial things in this life have to rely on their parents, and sometimes I would like to get rid of the dependence on their parents, but all of them have already been set in shape, but also can be changed.
Sometimes my parents tried to get me out of my dependence on them by telling me what they had read in the newspaper or on TV about 'children depending on their parents', and the story that impressed me the most was that one. One day, my mother told me that she had read this story in the newspaper again. The newspaper said that there was a college student who was very good in his academic performance and other aspects, but his only shortcoming was that he depended too much on his parents, and what was so terrible about his dependence was that when he got into a prestigious university, he was very depressed.
After listening to this story I thought of myself. Although the boy was so good at his studies, he couldn't even take care of himself, so how could he take care of his parents?
Now when I think of the days when I didn't have my parents, I realize that I was so dependent on them, and I don't want to be the shadow of that boy, who was so dependent on his parents. From now on, I'm going to try and make an effort to change myself and not be totally dependent on my parents.
Because, in the days to come, I want to use my warm, thick wings to protect others.
4. write an essay on the topic of not expectedLife, always inadvertently happen some unexpected small things, but can be in each other's hearts and lakes to stir up a circle of ripples ......? It was a Saturday evening, I rushed to the square where I had a date with a friend to attend a literary salon.
Rushed to the side of the square, just parked the car, behind the sound of a voice: "Pay the deposit fee of 20 cents." I froze: damn! How did I forget to bring change when I came? I subconsciously clutched the ten-dollar bill in my hand - no, I can't give it to him! How embarrassing to get back a bunch of change clutched in my hand (besides, I don't have any pockets on me).
"I'm sorry," I muttered in a low voice, "I don't have any money with me. ......" It was only then that I realized there was a middle-aged man standing in front of me, plainly dressed, with a canvas ticket bag slung across his back. A pair of eyes shining with sincerity. At the moment, his face is slightly difficult: "so ...... then forget it."
He smiled at me, I was at a loss for words and fled. Go back to pick up the car, I can not help but be shocked: my car beside the gathering of bicycles, leaning against the road is also more than when I came to a row, which called me how to go home ah! I'm not sure how I'm going to get home," he said.
"Let me help you!" I shuddered - it was that voice again! Turned back to see him already moving aside the car, not long, moved a narrow "channel", my car was successfully pushed out. I secretly glanced at him - the gaze is still the same as the city, but also with a kind of pleasure, as if it is to move out of their own cars generally happy.
I shuddered again, pedaled on and fled. Riding out nearly a hundred meters, only to remember that I forgot to say "thank you", and that ten dollars - actually still clutching my hand.
? The next week, I went to the literary salon again, not for any other reason than to store the car. He seemed to remember me and greeted me.
I handed him a dollar, "Just ask for my hex," I said, feeling particularly relieved, "I didn't pay last time." However, his movements were suddenly sluggish.
I saw his fingers slightly trembling, the corners of his mouth floated up a smile: "You actually remember, really unexpected ......" His frank eyes flashed with crystal light. For a moment, I felt something welling up inside me ......? "It's really unexpected," I smiled heartily when I mentioned this little thing to my friend, "Maybe it's just so subtle between people, an unintentional gesture will trigger the true feelings inside, and the touching will then permeate the air and fill the whole space in a moment, leaving behind wonderful memories.
This is the first time I've ever seen a person with a good memory.
......? If we all with their own true feelings for others to do some "unintentional" small, when they laugh and sigh "really did not think ......", that is how the sweet feelings ah.
5. to not think of writing a 400-word essay
"I really did not think" from my croak to the ground, began a long career, so I have experienced things are countless, many of these things have been with the passage of time in my mind gradually disappeared, but there are many things I still remember, y imprinted in my mind, which there is a thing that can be said to me touched the most, to my surprise, to make me feel the most. The most important thing is that I was surprised and touched, and I still remember it vividly.
It was a New Year's Eve night, relatives came to my house to eat a reunion dinner, dinner, the table was full of fragrant rice, which is the most attractive, is the fragrant chicken legs. "Grandparents, uncles and aunts, I'm the youngest, I should be the first to pick the chicken legs!" My cousin's voice came from the dinner table, everyone still kept a smile on their face, so did I. But I secretly said in my heart: humph, insatiable, lazy guy, thinking of himself, how did you read the book, don't you know you have to honor your elders? As expected, my brother picked two of the largest chicken legs, but the things that happened later, but I was impressed with my brother.
To my surprise, my brother took the chicken legs back to the seat, and did not eat himself, but took them to the front of the grandparents, said: "Grandparents, these two chicken legs should be you eat." After saying that, he put the chicken legs in his grandparents' bowl.
Grandma hugged her brother and kissed his little face vigorously, her eyes glittered with tears, and she was speechless for a long time. Everyone also showed a comfortable smile, all praised his brother is a good boy who understands and knows how to honor his elders, and I was speechless for a moment, I - wrong brother.
My brother has long returned home now, and although I can't see him, his words and actions run deep in my mind and are forever unforgettable.
6. Please use "I didn't expectWhen I was a child, I had a vague concept of the four seasons. I only knew that spring was warm, summer was hot, fall was cool, and winter was cold. With the flow of years, people gradually grow up, slowly I fell in love with the spring birds and flowers; fell in love with the summer in the pool of playfulness, ice cream ***; fell in love with the winter pile of snowmen, snowball fights, look at the snow scene ...... Only the fall, let me feel boring and tasteless. Especially in the fall of my hometown, all day long only see the leaves withered and yellow and a piece of fading. The most boring thing is just a few lines of sadness.
Since learning English, I have named the seasons of the year. Spring is called "warm", summer is called "hot", fall is called "cool", and winter is called "cold". In the spring it is called "warm", in the summer "hot", in the fall "cool" and in the winter "cold". Maybe it's because fall is cooler, I'm a little bit more attracted to it.
When I was in high school, my language teacher said that the fall in my hometown is the most beautiful season of the year. At that time I did not fully believe, always a little skeptical. But since then, I have begun to observe the fall, feel the fall.
Autumn rain tends to fall, fine and dense. The wind is mixed with the rain, and the rain follows the wind and drifts. The rain gently washes everything on the earth, the ground is washed with oil, and the leaves of the trees constantly ooze with grainy raindrops. By dusk, both the wind and the rain slowed down. The sun climbed out of the clouds again and gave her afterglow to the earth. The yellow leaves reveal a faint reddish color under the soft sunlight, just like the beautiful cheeks of a shy girl.
Autumn wind drifted through the place, the leaves will send out "rustle" sound, very nice, when the wind is strong, the yellow leaves will break free of the tree, with the wind dancing, as if a beautiful yellow butterfly, in the accompaniment of the wind, singing and dancing. At this time, it happens to have three or two people from the falling yellow leaves walked by, this is not a beautiful picture? But it is so fleeting, like a flash in the pan. I haven't had a chance to appreciate it, but it's gone.
I regret this short-lived beauty, but also regret the rigidity of the autumn leaves. It is so struggling, is to get rid of the constraints of the tree, but does it not know that the leaves will eventually return to their roots? In order to be so free for a short period of time but will bury themselves forever in the deep roots of the tree, is it worth it? But I also think that this may be the spirit of the autumn leaves. They break free from the boundaries of the tree's real purpose, perhaps not in that moment of freedom, they are in order to inject their last into the roots, so that the tree in the cold winter can have enough nutrients. In the next spring, the branches will grow new, more robust new leaves, those new leaves is not exactly their figure of the year? Thinking about this, I feel proud of the autumn leaves, I did not think they would have "sustainable development" thinking, it is incredible. Perhaps it is the mysterious nature to give it.
The wind in the spring makes people sleepy; the wind in the summer makes people feel hot; the wind in the winter makes people feel cold. Only the wind in the fall makes people feel refreshed, neither sweltering, nor cold, but also allows people to wake up a lot. I simply suspect that the autumn wind has the effect of refreshing the brain, coupled with the cool autumn rain, this is no better than the lead, a valuable "natural medicine" I'm afraid that the formation of it.
Autumn wind and rain may be the world's most perfect pair of partners. The wind is blowing with the rain, and the rain is accompanied by the wind. They can make everything in the world reflect the crystal luster, reflecting the elegance of autumn. Maybe they can trim a beautiful picture of autumn. Looking at them, I can not help but feel: the autumn wind blows, the autumn rain flies; the autumn wind is cool, the autumn rain is cool.
Autumn wind, autumn rain, autumn leaves. Any one of them can't show the beauty alone. They express the beauty of a whole, a harmonious beauty. Without the wind, the rain will not fly, the leaf will not dance; without the rain, the wind will not be wet, the leaf will not be shy; without the leaf, the wind seems monotonous, the rain seems boring. Only when they are skillfully combined can they form a beautiful painting, an exquisite poem - autumn.
Nature gave the spring birds and flowers, gave the summer thriving, gave the winter beautiful snow scene, of course, will not forget to give the fall. So, she gave the fall mystery and beauty. It seems that nature does not favor anyone.
I also understand a truth from this: people's talent is almost the same, in order to surpass others, to achieve extraordinary achievements, I am afraid that you have to eat extraordinary suffering.
Autumn, let me appreciate its beauty, and let me understand some of the truth.
Autumn is really fruitful.