1, I stared out the window, that long after the score polished heart, should have long been numb. However, it is still very painful and heavy. Achievements, I fought day and night for it, efforts, in the end or than others. My heart is cold, just like the weather in front of me, chaotic and noisy.
2, this road is a landscape, they - those millions of laborers is more landscape. They are like the spring, the earth is warming up, vitality, all life and hope ready to go: like the summer, simple and heavy: like the fall, affectionate, fruit shy: and winter, proud and strong.
3, from the time we croak, the road of our life has also opened the prelude. The road of life is winding, intricate and complex, seemingly the end of a road is also the starting point of another road. Life is not always high, there is no permanent trough disillusionment, all the way down, is the intention of life.
4, years can erase everything, but never wear away my deep love for you. Over the past year, you taught me how to use words to record the bits and pieces of parents. And now, I am shocked that for so long, but I have never used hair-shy words in the small world to write down your back, write about you with everything and anything.
5, tolerance is like water. Tolerance, that is, to forgive the faults of others, not grudging, not every cent, and peace, to be a generous person. Tolerance is as gentle as water, in the case of conflict, often more effective than overreaching revenge. It is like a spring of fresh water, and the money to erase each other's momentary hostility, so that people are calm and sober.
6, tolerance is like a poem. Tolerance is a poem of life. The highest state of tolerance, not only in daily life on the handling of something, but also sublimated into a way to deal with people's attitudes. The meaning of tolerance is not only limited to the understanding and care between people, but also to the tolerance and love of all life in heaven and earth.
7, love is Cupid's divine vector, can make the heart drip blood; love is the good seed of Shennong's, can not let the heart of the barren; love is rose-colored, it can be uplifted, inspired by the people, and can create the miracle of the world; love is black, it can make people such as in the sea of bitterness, darkness, and it can make people such as in the abyss, so that the people destroyed.
8, you say, this is the responsibility. Yes, this is the responsibility, which is beyond a teacher's responsibility, is the responsibility of ordinary people can not understand. Responsibility, this abstract term, you only used a year's time, to explain to me to the fullest, is that you let me have more of an understanding, more of a moving.
9, in the search for happiness on the road, often get themselves in a mess, there is the idea of giving up, but at the last minute, belonging to my happiness came - happiness is the love of parents, friends blessings, teacher's reminder. Maybe it was by my side at the beginning, and has been silently accompanying me, quietly guarding me. Until forever ......
10, maybe your ideal as a starry night, maybe your ideal of a thousand years. No matter how fuzzy, but in the end it is always clear, as we grow up and understand, in the fuzzy dream will also become true. Ideal is like a guiding light on the road of life, you grow up a little bit, it is also a light. There is no ideal without the power to move forward in life.
11, smile in the face of life people's life, have to experience a lot of things. Among them, there is no lack of failure. In the face of failure, different people will have different attitudes. Some people have heard of doing something failed, immediately fell apart, all day self-loathing; while others are different, in the face of failure, they will always actively look for the reasons for failure, start again.
12, I have an ideal, that is a colorful dream, the dream of my I used to be a scientist, artist, writer ...... in this dream, I think too much, experienced too much. Only for one purpose, to be a person who serves the people and is useful to the country. And today, I will use the spell to open the treasure of the dream, and take you to travel my dream country ......
13, a famous person said: "God will open another window for you at the same time as he closes a window for you." Life is not forever desperate, each seemingly to the end of the road actually have "darkness". Road in front of the road or road, life is not always successful, only one success as a starting point for the struggle, and continue to forge ahead, in order to move towards greater splendor.
14, in fact, growth, is a delicious candy, the taste of the lips and teeth to savor our endless reverie. However, if we do not control, we will not taste that initial sweetness, and instead will certainly be a burst of pain. So growing up, I have to learn to solve the problem, to protect our "teeth". Only in this way, we will taste more sweet and happy!
15, like the golden school road in the morning, squinting, there is just the shadow of your familiar motorcycle, that you are the most dedicated teacher in the school, and not excessive. I love the charming sunset in the sky at dusk, and when I look at the school road from afar, the familiar shadow comes into my eyes once again, and I weep. Not for anything else, just for my world have you, just for your early morning and late night, wholeheartedly only for the students.
Hundred words or so of beautiful excerpts 2Whenever the snowflakes drifted up, there is always a stream of plot that can not be erased, will recall the memory of childhood snow days, although fuzzy but also clear. At that time, the annual winter is very cold, but still like the days of snow, looking at the sky full of misty fluttering snowflakes always think of endless things, thinking of the snowflakes crystal clear shape is how to come, why can come but can not return.
When I was a child, I liked to use my hands to hold on to the snowflakes and watch them slowly melt in my heart, the water droplets dripping out of my fingers, and I put my hand on my mouth to keep warm. The snow is so thick that I like to have a snowball fight with my friends to see who can hit the right spot and get all wet. Like to pile up snowmen, although there is nothing modeling, roll a head on top, paint an eye, pat a big nose sticking, from afar really look like a fat doll sitting there, that happiness to stay in the heart.
Mother always greeted loudly at the door, called home to roast fire. Mother patted the snowflakes on my body, pulling the frozen red little hand on the side of the stove roasting, the clothes on the body exudes heat. See the mother's face is not angry, rubbing their own little hands feel warm in the heart.
Growing up, the mother left, forever in the kingdom of heaven to rest in peace. He is also a father, understand a lot of things, sometimes often think, people's lives are like this snowflake, synthesized by the water gas child, gathered into a weight and fell to the earth, kissed the soil quietly, what traces have not left, but just moisturize the land, nurturing a new life.
The process of life is long, suffering and happiness is never a twin sibling, many things are not to their own will as a transfer, some people have a life of hard work but labor, some people are born in the rich and noble family, food and clothing over the luxury of life, but the inner world of their own happiness, no matter what is fortunate, sad, but just a different understanding of happiness.
Snowflakes are still floating, sprinkled all over the earth, life has no end are moving slowly in their own footsteps, towards their own direction, a moment did not stop.
Looking at the flakes of snow, flooded with flakes of deep emotion, stretching out his hands and other flying snowflakes in the heart of the melt ......
100 words about the beautiful excerpts 3A day at the time of the morning, the time of the year lies in the spring, we are all looking forward to the spring, because the spring is not only the season of our sowing, in my heart he is more than a symbol of the season of hope. Symbolizing the season of hope, but also to nurture a new season of life.
Sleeping for a winter in the northern part of the earth do not know when to be quietly awakened, but see the incessant flow of the Tangwang River once again flowed up, along the river on both sides of the river, many also called the colorful flowers are all in bloom are competing with each other to fight for the beauty of the grasses, and are not willing to be lonely and forget the shyness of yesteryear, with his intrinsic green embellished with every inch of the hometown of the hot land, is really into a "The grass trees know that spring is not long to return, a hundred kinds of red and purple fight Fangfei" of the sentimental world.
Whenever you bathe in the warm spring sun, whenever you walk on the green lawn, whenever you look at the birth of my hometown, every moment do not dare to forget the man's duty and responsibility.
Recall that life is a few times rough, in the difficult world, such as walking on thin ice, once upon a time in order to make a living far away from the country, and every night late at night, the thick nostalgia ah always can not restrain the gate of longing for a leak a thousand miles, I do not know how many sleepless nights spent. In the predicament there is always a belief in supporting me, that is, especially confident: the spring of my life will come, is with this belief through the life of one after another cold winter.
Today, due to a variety of factors selected by the project again fell into an unprecedented crisis, once again stood at the demarcation point of life, look out the window has long been frozen earth, light snowflakes and decorated a silver world, in which the warmth of spring indoors, but lingering in the heart of the cold, I know that life's hardships everyone is silently enduring, and the world to fight against, with the struggle, with the bumps and bruises, and the fight for life! The struggle, not only created my never-say-die life, but also created our Chinese people endless tough character, in this cold winter, each of us are looking forward to the arrival of spring, but also look forward to the spring of our lives.
Winter has come, spring will be far away?
100 words or so of beautiful excerpts 41. I couldn't help but walk over and hold up a handful of maple leaves. Wow, it's so beautiful! Like a palm, bright red, bright red; like a fan, flat and spread; like a blooming flower, never wither! Before leaving, I picked up a piece of green red maple, I will take it as a symbol of youth, beauty, passion, forever!
2, we make mistakes, whether unintentional or intentional, and finally have to bear the consequences of the error: either a teaching discipline, or heaven to punish us, so that we wake up and turn back in time. Therefore, suffering is also often in the invisible dissolve many of the life of the stifling difficulties, to help us become an understanding of the wise man.
3, life stage, stage small life. The only way to move forward in life is to create; only by adapting can we survive. Can "by the sky grinding is a good man, not be cynical is mediocre", to their own transcendence; to others have a challenge. This may be the true meaning of life!
4, a person living too smooth, reluctant to self-importance, do whatever they want; a person living too rich, reluctant to luxury and arrogance, advocate flashy. If life is not a little bit of ups and downs, a little bit of obstacles, it is easy to indulge in the world of self-satisfaction, can not go beyond the refinement, and the pause of life is death.
5, "quiet to cultivate oneself, thrift to cultivate virtue, not indifferent to the will, not serene to be far-sighted." This ancient motto has been used as the basis for cultivation through the ages, emphasizing that maintaining inner tranquility is especially important for a person to cultivate his or her character. Inwardly, one is dedicated to quietness and unity, and outwardly, one is neat and serious. Cultivation of the body from the cultivation of the heart, cultivation of the heart from the beginning of meditation.
6, lamenting life, because there has been no great feat, feel small, feel mediocre, it seems that life is too simple, so simple that people feel irritable. There is no big talk about the future, just a more realistic grip on the present, I think, this is a road, everyone must embark on a journey, once saw such a sentence: the process of growth is long but fulfilling, the process of self-destruction is short but left behind a lifetime of pain, life can be said to be a test, where to go depends on the self.
The hundred words or so of beautiful excerpts 5Walking with persistence, it is destined to wind and rain, but persistence tells us: "The sun is always behind the wind and rain." Walking with obsession, also destined to face loneliness or sorrow. But persistence tells us: "In order to get the fragrant rose at the end of the thorns, even if it is full of thorns and pain, and what's the harm?" Persistence is always with a firm gaze at us: "Walk with me, you will harvest a basket of surprises."
With the persistent walk with Mrs. Curie told us: "I am happy to be obsessed with the exploration of the unknown elements, it brings me infinite fun and surprise." With the obsessive walk with Edison said: "I determined things, I must go to realize, even if the failure of thousands of times, who can say that a thousand and one times will not see the success of the figure?" Beethoven, who walked with persistence, said, "Music is my life, and I am as persistent in the creation of music as I am in my own life." Sima Qian, who traveled with persistence, told us, "Because I saw the persistent eyes that my father sent to me when he was dying, I can't stop my pen from recording history. ......"
Persistence is the relentlessness of a drop of water piercing through a stone, the persistence of a quartet chasing after the sun that is relentless in its footsteps, and the persistence of the steadfastness of the belief that the Jingwei reclaimed the sea. ......
On the road of life, if we let us choose a peer, then choose persistence, and persistence with the peer, such as in the desert with the camel as a companion, will be able to find a beautiful oasis at the end of the vast sea of sand.
Appreciation: clean, sharp work. It can be seen that the author has a deep writing skills, from the author's pen flowed out of this exquisite article. Perhaps the more you experience suffering, the more you can feel the sweetness. In this bitter and sweet need that persistence to connect, in order to hope and persistent struggle, in order to hope and feel the ordeal. Waiting for us may be failure, may be hardship, however, we have youth, we can make a comeback, the flame of life, to illuminate our sky red.
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Another new beginning
Someone once said, "It's not good to be sad because of the termination of a thing, because the end is the beginning, and it will open up a wider world for you." On this day, we said goodbye to the happy life of elementary school, in Nankai, embarked on a new journey to pursue our dreams ......
Every new starting point will be a new experience. In elementary school, we have the experience of the first contact with society in our lives: the first hide-and-seek, the first time we were punished by the teacher, the first time we forgot to bring our homework ...... In secondary school, we will have more experiences to enrich our lives: the first time to do chemical experiments, the first time to do biological specimens ... ...These first times bring us either joy or sorrow, sour or sweet, but all can let us grow insight, enrich life, add interest ...... Life is wonderful because of the first time!
Each new starting point, there will be new challenges, ascending elementary school, we face challenges limited to learning, as life becomes colorful, the more challenges we have to deal with: performance is only one aspect, more importantly, socialization, dealing with people ...... you can not be difficult, it is these challenges that Make us in all aspects of success or failure, but these experiences make us can grow faster, faster to maturity!
Each new starting point, there are new insights: life in the dribs and drabs, sweet and sour, are the flavor of youth, worth recalling for a lifetime.
"Life never ends." Only until the moment you close your eyes to say that you have finished the road of life, before that, the new first time is always there, the new challenges are still in, the new feelings continue to emerge ...... All of them, you have to create your own, you are always running in a new journey. Life is like a cup of strong tea, you need to savor, a new word sums up all of it, not the same time can taste different flavors, the only way to be considered a back of good tea, is a perfect life.
7Now in the end, people go west, buy off the spring thunder, messy reed sad, teach like flower worry return too late.
This life and this night hurt the past, the world road lightly confused, the frost send no time, sad Moxi life separation.
Rain wells and smoke walls, the unbridled north wind is hidden, always piercing people's bones. Looking from afar, the corner of the eye wet, slightly with a lone shadow, gloomy. Years past, do not dare to put pen to paper, for fear that loneliness is still deep, always like a shadow, do not want to forget, want to forget, but also can not bear to forget, not more than too early death or lonely death, straight to feel a kind of desolation and sadness. The most important thing to remember is that it is not the same as the death of the heart, the moon, not long in the dream, the story, the course, the helplessness, no one has ever known.
Backpack, walking through the mountains, Xiao Xiao white hair is still, too much helplessness, proved to be just a wandering actor, the earth's despondent guests, only, the sound of the broken heart of the memory of life. Then look back, sick moaning is also the treatment of sadness precipitates. The world is thin, human evil, tears flow, blood flow, even if the reverse flow into a river, nowhere to escape, creating a broken bridge to: "broken Hong, broken soul, want to stop can not be, want to love can not bear". To be sober after the death of life and pain to live, is still cold without warmth, sadness without joy, the rest of the fragmented, chaotic, but a spring and fall, and then, sideburns, snow and ashes: "I was not born, who am I? When I was born, who was I?
The beginning of the play, but also the end of the play, and I, not the protagonist of the play. An extreme lack of love "child", it is full of a lifetime of sadness, are living in loneliness, pain, loneliness of the edge of the sky, black, can not see, every year, "626", is the funeral of the black Tuesday. This way traveling, helplessness, no one asked for, pale book briefs in the new words of the old dream, the heart of the matter do not want to Hugh re-told, such as the sick long idle. The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it.
When I was a kid, I saw people flying kites on the hillside, and for no apparent reason, I was envious. I'm not sure if I've ever seen a kite flying before, but I'm sure I've never seen one before. At that time, I was probably still in preschool, and I was at my aunt's house Monday through Friday. Even though my home was in the area, my mom had to work because the family was not well off and had a lot of debt. On Friday afternoons when she was on vacation, my aunt would drop me off at my mom's workplace.
One day, while my mom was working, I was playing on a hillside. Suddenly, a kite caught my attention. At that time, I didn't know what it was. Only later, when I asked my mom, she told me it was a kite.
I tried to fold the paper into a big airplane, and then threaded it with a line and pulled the line around, but it couldn't fly like that kite. I was afraid to ask my mom and tell her I wanted a kite. Not just for fear of her scolding, but for fear that it would be useless to say it.
This dream often haunted my memory for a long, long time.
Later, I slowly grew up and reached the second grade of elementary school. At this time, our family had begun to live together. One day, my dad and I were playing outside when someone called out to sell kites. I dragged my dad to the kite-selling stall, and finally he bought me a kite. I vaguely remember that the kite was a blue cat, and I also remember that I was so happy that it was sweeter than honey.
So my dad took me everywhere to fly a kite. We went to the river and kept running along the road. I was able to hold the line and watch the kite fly into the blue sky. I didn't know how to fly the kite, so my dad patiently taught me what to do to make it fly. At that time, we all smiled sweetly and happily, with happiness on our faces. Even though the kite would sometimes fall down, and sometimes the line would get tangled up in passers-by ......
That was my first kite, and it was invaluable. After that, I had a second and a third ...... I don't remember how the first kite rotted away, but I recalled the scene at that time, and my heart was actually incredibly soft and satisfied. Today, many years later, I seem to be able to see my father's childish smile and behavior, had warmed my dreams.
100 words or so of beautiful excerpts 9Twilight clouds into the fog, willow smoke lotus, since the prosperity of more temptation. One is the envy of the higher education institutions, one is the heart of their own technical school, Zhou Hao to give up the envy of others of the pomp and circumstance, from the heart, to dream for the horse. People only a lifetime, live for yourself, not to be ashamed of this life.
San Mao once said: "If there is no place for the heart to live, where is wandering." In the barren road of life, choose the road that you like the most, stay in the heart of the habitat, why not the best choice? Look at the university doctor Li Hong Ye turned to do comedian, Peking University graduate Lu Buxuan turned to sell pork, a generation of dance goddess Yang Liping to give up the Central Song and Dance Troupe of the good position to return to Yunnan to pick up the wind. Zheng Yuanjie said, "A lion is as great as an ant, and grass is as important as human beings." They give up also means to have. I have also seen people lured by fame, and eventually drift away from the original heart; I have also seen high talent by a moment of reluctance to worry about the feelings of the wrong, and eventually look away from the dream and faith sigh. In that case, why not follow the direction of their own hearts, see the flow of the years, and expect every bud?
Not messed up in the heart, not trapped in love, choose the heart of the direction, the force of the appropriate, can be the moon shadow net soot, sunny day scattered cumulus clouds. The first step is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing. And from the heart, not to live up to this life, Tuan shook up the 90,000 miles.
German sociologist Weber once said; "Man is an animal hanging on the web of his own woven meaning." Life has its own strengths, some like, since the technical school is more interested in, and why seek the crown of the University of North, do that "attached to the elegant" thing? Imagine, although the University has a reputation, do not know that the door into the discomfort of the deep like the sea, there are many talented people, how to ensure that they can stand out and not be buried? This "phoenix tail" when not depressed? Although the sea is wide enough to have space for development, do not forget that the fish into the water before you can leap the dragon door, the bird in the sky before you can show your wings. As Zhou Hao turned into a technical school, as Tsinghua students Shi Yue do game anchor. The first thing you need to do is to listen to your heart, and wait for every flower to bloom on the shore of the current year.
As the old saying goes, "If you are a gold, use you as a sharpening; if you are a huge river, use you as an oar; if you are in a drought, use you as a rain." Everyone has their own value, also have their own dreams. Peking University and then strong, if they feel the pain, but also a cursed circle coated with arsenic, future achievements is a dream, so to measure from the heart, in the river, the sun and the moon through the sky in the guard as in the beginning of the fast-changing times to seize the most suitable and favorite opportunities, so that there is no foot sigh of regret. Follow the blueprint of your own heart, look at the passing of time, and appreciate every color.
100 words or so of the beautiful excerpts 10Why bitter a belly gas: a person and his wife after a fight after the anger is difficult to eliminate, so out of the heart, until dusk to return home, this time has long been hungry. When he arrived at the door, only to find that his wife also went out, and the door is locked. He didn't have the key with him, so he had to sit on the front steps in anger, waiting for his wife to come back, ready to settle the score.
The neighbor, seeing this with some reluctance, went up to him and said, "Come to my house for dinner first; your wife doesn't know when she'll be back again." "No, thank you," said he, in a firm tone; "if I eat and drink, when my wife comes back, my breath will be gone."
How silly. The stomach is not for anger or bitterness. The Bible says, "Do not hold your anger until sunset." Since anger is inevitable, why not set an anger rule for yourself? Most importantly, never get on your own nerves, anger is most likely to hurt your body and sadness, it is the most scratchy thing under the sky.
Love, reason and law in marriage, the best use of love. Sometimes, we can be so convincing in law and in reasoning that we can argue with each other, but often it doesn't help, and even destroys the relationship between us. Try not to use the law, less reason, more love, which is the guarantee of marital harmony, but also the foundation of a hundred years of good relations.
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Young, is not a journey of life in a period of time, is not the pink cheeks and red lips and physical fitness, it is a state of mind, is a consciousness in the mind, is rational thinking in the potential for creativity, is the emotional activity of a vibrant vitality, is the depth of the life of the spring color of a wisp of freshness. Young, means willing to give up the warmth of romantic love to venture into life, means beyond shyness, timidity and desire for boldness and temperament. And sixty-year-old man may have more than twenty-year-old boy with this boldness and temperament. No one becomes old merely because of the passage of time; it is only with the destruction of ideals that old men appear to mankind. Age can leave wrinkles on the skin, but it cannot carve a mark on the soul. It is the worry, fear, and lack of confidence that makes people rickety in the dust of time.
Whether you are sixty or sixteen, everyone is attracted to the future and has a childlike desire for the joys of competitive life. In the depths of your heart and mine, there is also a radio station, as long as he constantly from the crowd, from the infinite time and space to receive the good, hope, joy, courage and strength of the message, you and I will always be young. Once this radio station collapses, your heart will be covered with the cold ice and snow of cynicism and pessimism and despair, and you will age - even if you are only twenty years old; but if this radio station always stands in your heart, capturing every optimistic and uplifting airwaves, you will have the hope of dying young at eighty years old
100 words or so of beautiful essays Excerpt 12In the depths of time, quietly guarding the flow of years; shallow summer is not worried, the flow of years of peace and death? Turn over the dusty title page of the book, see the beautiful words, read a beautiful text, caress the silhouette of the vicissitudes of the book page, taste the pain of the life of the passing years do not pass away, dark thought, who is in the mottled corners, counting the sorrows of the passing years, and wait for the arrival of the shallow summer; who in the full bloom of the moment to look back, the beauty of the whole once. Time and from whose fingertips through, leaving a faint sadness; who pen left the lines of poetry, interpretation of a different life. After years of dreaming back to the water's edge to see the sky in the bright fireworks bloom out of the full moon, fell into a sad arc, the eyes of the Brahms; view of a tree in the garden of the flowers, the end of only the remnants of the flowers, overflowing fragrance of the flowers is still intoxicating, leaving a ground of sadness, the vicissitudes of the silhouette of who. In the unintentional years, the frost white sadness, can not scoop up the silk warmth, the cold overflow fingertips, can not catch the fine flow of years, look back to the other side of the river, even though I found that such a light so long, missed the flow of years in the desert in the north of the mottled violet flowers, but barren life in the spring and summer.
Memories were like fireworks for a moment, although the ending is bleak, but the process is full of light, the wind of the paper kite sends who the initial years, look at the clouds, who is not dispersed back, to be the passing of the current year, looking back to find that the past is always so beautiful. When the time passes, Kanshao Hua such as flying, light-colored years, to look back, there are points of memory, is the time gifted to the bright, melancholic faraway charm, is a distant untouchable sorrow, such as the micro cloud lonely moon, can only look at the distance of the end of the world.
100 words or so of beautiful excerpts 13A yellow peach leaves shed tears: "I spring sprouts for lining the flowers red willing to be green leaves, the spring winds have been blowing me green, I graceful and graceful, dancing, for the people as umbrellas to shade the sun was eulogized by thousands of eulogies, but in the end is not also ...... "A maple leaf red-faced indignation said:" I was praised by mankind, loved by mankind, you can still return to nature into the soil as mud, the leaves return to their roots, but my kind of 'Xishan Red Leaves' has been collected as an object to buy and sell, and some people take this also made a bit of money! ......" "Stop it!" The old acacia leaves interrupted their thick sadness, prevented them from eery music (eery music) miserable regret and then said: "We grass and trees in the autumn, as if life a life, our life is short, although its success is known to the sky, as a leaf is not divided into high and low, not divided into great and small, as long as we have been beautiful, brilliant enough!" The old elm leaves also resoundingly said: "Mulberry and elm evening scenery is also beautiful, I have heard humans sing us - you know the autumn leaves, the relentless pursuit, is turned into mud also pursued love, my yearning, my pursuit will never change ...... "
The leaves awakened, wiped dry the tears, stopped the sadness, hugged each other and sang: my yearning, my pursuit will never change ...... A strong wind blew them apart again, drifting and fluttering. They left me but do not know where to go again, drifting there, but their sense of the love song of autumn is still echoing in my ears.
The old acacia leaves, the old elm leaves of the heart of the words, in my chest stirred, I stayed there quietly pondering.
100 words or so of beautiful excerpts 14Every new beginning is a new experience. In elementary school, we have the experience of contacting the society:the first time we play hide-and-seek, the first time we are punished by the teacher, the first time we forget to bring our homework ...... In junior high school, we will have more experiences to enrich our life:the first time we do chemistry experiment, the first time we do biology specimen... ...These first times bring us happiness or trouble, or sweet and sour, but all of them allow us to increase our knowledge, enrich our lives, and increase our interests...The first time in life is so wonderful!
At every new beginning, there are new challenges. In elementary school, the challenges we face are limited to learning. As life becomes more colorful, we have more challenges to meet:Achievement is only one aspect, and more importantly, the social and societal aspects ...... don't be embarrassed. It is these challenges that make us succeed or fail in all aspects, but these experiences make us grow faster and mature faster!
Each new starting point, there are new insights:Life's dribs and drabs, ups and downs, are the flavor of youth, worthy of a lifetime of reminiscence.
"Life has no end." Only when you close your eyes can you say you have ended your life. Until then, new challenges remain and new insights continue to emerge ...... You have to create everything yourself. You are always on a new journey. Life is like a strong cup of tea. You need to savor it. A new word sums it all up. You can taste different flavors at different times. Only then can you be considered a good cup of tea, a perfect life.