Unique Beauty
When the sea of floating leaps of the mind becomes quiet, I begin to experience this unique beauty ...... Stepping on the I quietly listened to the breath of the city, a strange feeling. A cold wind past, sycamore leaves dancing in the air, is so free and unrestrained, I think of my hometown, think of the autumn there, think of the maple leaves there, think of the quiet there and the unique beauty. Autumn, has let many luxuriant life passed away, so that many hopes of survival into nothing, and gave the nature of a killing atmosphere, cold, perhaps not wrong, because of the cold, only to show her beauty, a kind of ruthless beauty,, a kind of ice-cold beauty. Just because of the cold, it will let many travelers in the boarding of high-rise, in the hustle and bustle of the crowd shuttle when there is a desire to go home, a hint of faint nostalgia ...... In the eyes of many people, the falling leaves is always a feeling of withering, however, there is no thought that this may be a state of mind, a kind of spirit, an unknown sentiment. When all the leaves fall, that just means the end of life? No, more hope, more dedication. When hope soars, when hope falls into the soil and takes root, or a kind of withering flavor? But a unique beauty! She is pregnant with another brilliant, pregnant with the next cycle of light! Autumn wind swept across the river, set off one after another white waves, the surging and slowly retreating sound may be the melody of autumn, dancing in the twilight of the season. I walked, let the wind wantonly blowing my hair, no longer care, that is a kind of cozy, a kind of dashing, a big heart, a brave cold tolerance of the heart. Once upon a time, I fantasized that if the autumn was only one day it would be such a pleasant thing, but I found that: youth is always a symbol of childishness. Every day in the world shuttle, busy, rarely will care about the tired heart, only in the fall, will be completely calm, think about the innocent childhood, think about the dusty past, think about the unknown road in front of me; only in the fall, will be completely immersed in the sea of the heart, think about things I have never thought of. The sky is not as blue as it used to be, there are just a few kites, a few rays of sunshine, and a point of flying mood ...... The train's whistle once again broke through the tranquility of the sky, but there was no sound of the waves, still the inherent rhythm ...... The wind, which is much bigger and relentless, ruffled my shirt. I suddenly felt that if a person can travel through time and space, how fortunate it should be. To experience the "wind and sky high apes whistling sad", to experience the "long river sunset round", to taste the feeling of autumn there, in the pen of many poets, sadness is the only feeling, however, who said that sadness is not a unique beauty? The wind is still ...... I lightened my footsteps for fear that the clamor desecrated this unique beauty ......
2. Essay "Unique Personality"After Wen Tianxiang was arrested, the enemy lured him with a high official position and tortured him with severe torture, but he did not waver. He said, "Life from the beginning of time who have no death, leaving the heart of the Dan Zhi Zhao Khanqing" This is how admirable personality ah!
The popular word in today's society is personality. The so-called personality, that is, in certain social conditions, especially the culture, customs, education and culture under the influence of the formation of a person's more unique characteristics. Nowadays, many people think that coloring their hair, wearing strange clothes, and being different in every way is individuality. Some people even do things, regardless of how others feel, everything is self-centered, the sky is the limit, the only way as personality. It's a good idea to have a good time, but it's not a bad idea to have a good time.
A student dared to fight with his classmates in school, and others called it personality; someone did the first school in the alien: hair dyed yellow, hands painted with red nail polish, ear earrings, the passers-by praise, this person is really the flower of the century, personality.
The world's turbid winds of immersion, shaking some of the mentally unstable people, they have the so-called personality pursuit. And this sex only shows that they are the wallflower of the wind of society, never the uprightness and reserve of the heavenly tree, not to mention the rational choice that they themselves (inner) have. They are just rushing, doing. Once there is something new and fashionable in the society, they will certainly change again and do it again. However, the fly how to camp camp call, it is still a fly, and this rush and do often can not stand the test of time, and ultimately will be the world's disdain, the history of such a fashion is not less?
The real personality should be the embodiment of the qualities of a person's inner distinction from others, and not at all a fly like camp camp called out. Lu Xun's scolding can be said to be unique, is not available to others. Precisely because of his unique curse, only to attract a lot of jeer and such cynicism, but his roar, but roared out a national soul! Highly praised by the warriors who stood at the forefront of the darkness. Can we not admire Mr. personality?
In addition, the real personality also lies in a person can dare to face life, dare to face reality. In this respect, Mr. Taishi can be called a model for us. He is a criminal, not a world, not meet the common people, not to a person's honor and disgrace to determine the right and wrong; with amazing will to endure the humiliation of living, and completed the poor people of heaven and mankind, through the changes of the past and present, into a family of words of the history of the masterpiece. The lowliness of fate just perfected the nobility of his life; the mutilation of the limbs but forged another (literary career) perfect. This kind of personality can not shock our hearts?
After Wen Tianxiang was arrested, the enemy lured him with high pay, tortured him with severe torture, but he did not waver. He said: life from ancient times who have no death, to take the heart of the sweat of the green This is how admirable personality ah!
Personality is a person who is not stained by the world's high purity; personality is a person who is not confused by the fashion of the righteousness; personality is a person who is not tempted by the materialistic desire of the maverick spirit
Personality is the rudder to grasp the standard of our life, without personality we will lose their own direction in the world, will be drowned by the vulgar.
As small as an individual, as large as the country, are so. Our pursuit of individuality, although we can not roar out a national soul, although we can not write a rhyme of the great masterpiece, but we must not become a small pawn at the mercy of the trend. Only the true self dissolved into the truth, dissolved into the justice, dissolved into the interests of the people, in order to show the real perfect personality.
3. Essay Unique beautyWhen the floating leap of the sea of mind becomes quiet, I began to experience this unique beauty ...... Stepping on the shadows of the class, I quietly listen to the city's breathing, is a different feeling. A cold wind past, sycamore leaves in the air dance, is so free and unrestrained, I remembered my hometown, remembered the autumn there, remembered the maple leaves there, remembered the quiet there and the unique beauty. Autumn, has let many luxuriant life passed away, so that many hopes of survival into nothing, and gave the nature of a killing atmosphere, cold, perhaps not wrong, because of the cold, only to show her beauty, a kind of ruthless beauty,, a kind of ice-cold beauty. Just because of the cold, it will let many travelers in the boarding of high-rise, in the hustle and bustle of the crowd shuttle when there is a desire to go home, a hint of faint nostalgia ...... In the eyes of many people, the falling leaves is always a feeling of withering, however, there is no thought that this may be a state of mind, a kind of spirit, an unknown sentiment. When all the leaves fall, that just means the end of life? No, more hope, more dedication. When hope soars, when hope falls into the soil and takes root, or a kind of withering flavor? But a unique beauty! She is pregnant with another brilliant, pregnant with the next cycle of light! Autumn wind swept across the river, set off one after another white waves, the surging and slowly retreating sound may be the melody of autumn, dancing in the dusk of the season. I walked, let the wind wantonly blowing my hair, no longer care, that is a kind of cozy, a kind of dashing, a big heart, a heart of tolerance, not afraid of the cold. Once upon a time, I fantasized that if the autumn was only one day it would be such a pleasant thing, but I found that: youth is always a symbol of childishness. Every day in the world shuttle, busy, rarely will care about the tired heart, only in the fall, will be completely calm, think about the innocent childhood, think about the dusty past, think about the unknown road in front of me; only in the fall, will be completely immersed in the sea of the heart, think about things I have never thought of. The sky is not as blue as it used to be, there are just a few kites, a few rays of sunshine, and a point of flying mood ...... The train's whistle once again broke through the tranquility of the sky, but there was no sound of the waves, still the inherent rhythm ...... The wind, which is much bigger and relentless, ruffled my shirt. I suddenly felt that if a person can travel through time and space, how fortunate it should be. To experience the "wind and sky high apes whistling sad", to experience the "long river sunset round", to taste the feeling of autumn there, in the pen of many poets, sadness is the only feeling, however, who said that sadness is not a unique beauty? The wind is still ...... I lightened my footsteps for fear that the clamor desecrated this unique beauty .......
4. Please write an essay on the topic of "unique"Unique beauty
My hometown is in a remote corner of the motherland - Daci Yan. It is a small village with beautiful mountains, birds and flowers, with its own unique beauty.
In my hometown, the most famous is the World's First Standing Buddha, where there are green trees, tinkling springs, lots of ancient houses, and a waterfall that runs from the top of the mountain straight to the foot of the mountain. That huge double-faced Buddha, it is said that, rubbing the water from him on oneself, one will be well blessed. On Daci Yan Mountain, there is a thick mountain mist surrounding the entire mid-levels, standing at the top of the mountain and looking down, it is simply a heaven on earth! Into the mountains, like walking into a maze, where the bugs on the trees are twenty centimeters long, so that people look at the whole body trembling. One-third of the mountain, there is a waterfall, the side is full of wildflowers, can be described as "flying straight down three thousand feet". Along the way, there are two pavilions where visitors can rest. At the top of the mountain, you will see a temple. When you enter the temple, you will be greeted by a tall ginkgo tree, which is covered with millions of ribbons with copper plates hanging from them. It is said that each ribbon has a wish on it. Walking inside, there is the Water-dropping Goddess of Mercy, who stands alone on a tall rock, her beautiful statue pleasing to the eye. The beautiful statue is a delight to the eyes. The place to burn incense and worship the Buddha is in front of you.
After coming out, there is a path that leads directly to the Double-Faced Buddha, which is in mid-air and looks hidden, making people fearful, and when you get to the top of the Double-Faced Buddha, the coolness is really nothing to say. There is a pavilion above the double-sided Buddha, the pavilion has a piece of stone in the sky, where there is really a kind of "a glimpse of the mountains" feeling, so people are very comfortable.
Along the way, accompanied by sweet spring water. In such a green mountain and water, you will definitely have a feeling of entering a fairyland.
This is Daci Yan, mysterious Daci Yan, lovely Daci Yan, let you forget Daci Yan, my favorite Daci Yan!
5. Essay "Special"Special Love
Love is intangible, it needs to be felt with the heart; love is eternal, it makes a person unforgettable; love is great, it makes a person full of infinite power ...... In the melting pot of love, there are still some undercurrents that exist, and they are like stealthy jewels that always radiates a strange light ......
When I was a child, the memory of my mother is serious, never smiled, she always face, a serious request me to do this and do that. Therefore, I have a sense of awe every time I look at my mother, as if we are not between mother and daughter, but the relationship between the judge and the prisoner, even if it is not allowed to do their homework after the little friends playing, she will find a reason for me to go home and do chores, as if I am she will find a reason for me to go home and do chores, as if I am the bellhop that she invited, and, I do things, as long as she feels that I am independently completed things, she I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it myself.
However, she is in the small friends of the anti-dusting light to catch up with scolding non-declared stone will be in front of is so good, so kind, just like a picture of a good mother's appearance. I don't understand, I'm jealous, why the same children, I or her own, how mom is so good to them, the face of me is a cold expression?
In doubt, I walked through childhood.
With the arrival of the teenage years, the mother's indifference is also aggravated, despite my efforts to get to the next level, but the total mother does not show a smiling face. For this reason, I was depressed.
I became paranoid.
My father's jokes also made me suspicious, and he often said, "You're the one we picked up!" Could it be that I really wasn't their daughter? Is picked up? No wonder she didn't like me! I thought sadly, I began a secret investigation ......
However, no matter how hard I tried, the result was only one, that is: I am her daughter! Mom's diary also proved it.
However, I could never figure out, "Why was she cold to me in total?"
This day, nothing to do, open a book to read up, see one of the pages, I was moved to tears.
The book is written: all the love in this world to polymerization for the purpose, only one kind of love to separation for the purpose, that is, the parents of the child's love ......
The following is written in the mother's feelings: children, I know that this way, you and I will be in pain, I can no longer stand your sad eyes, but I I can't stand your sad eyes anymore, but I have to do it! Maybe, when you are successful in the future, you may still hate me, but as long as you are happy in the future, as a mother, what am I afraid of?
I couldn't take it anymore, and I cried on the table....
If I hadn't seen this book, I would never have thought that over the years, my mother had educated me in such a special way, while she herself had endured a great deal of pain, and that this special love, which has always warmed my heart, would always remain in my memory ......
6. Elaborate casting of a unique compositionPerseverance , is advocated by people in any period of time and in any country. It is because of persistence that the beautiful butterfly can break out of the cocoon, the eye-catching pearl can shine in the world, and the unique yimmy little flower can blossom into a strange four-colored flower after five years of accumulation.
Wang Shunyou's persistence has forged the most beautiful postal route in the world. It is hard to imagine that an ordinary person with enough equipment can not finish the road has become the Wang Shunyou decades back and forth postal route, how many snow drifting moonlit nights, how many sun scorching refining the day, Wang Shunyou with his donkey and Tibetan compatriots expectations hurriedly walked on this road. Since taking over this baton from his father, Wang Shunyou has been insisting, insisting on today, at this moment, he must still be somewhere on that road, singing a mountain song, walking ......
Insisting on making Wang Shunyou become a moving figure in China, insisting on making him realize the value of his life, precisely because of his insistence, he casts The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it.
Lincoln's persistence has made him the greatest president in the world. (Expanded two: subargument, independent paragraph)
Lincoln was born poor, the son of a shoemaker, but he has always insisted on his dream, from the civilian to the president, he went through one campaign failure after another. He endured one sentence after another of cynicism, suffered once and for all the trials and tribulations of life, but he has insisted on, in the face of ridicule, in the face of frustration, he frankly, is the son of a cobbler and so on, insisted that in the end, Abraham Lincoln became the supreme president.
Insist that Lincoln become the world's most popular man, insist that he metamorphosed from a civilian into a president, it can be seen, insist on casting a successful life.
Liu Xiang's insistence on creating the world's most amazing miracle.
At the Athens Olympics, Liu Xiang's historic leap was forever fixed in the minds of millions of people, and he won the first 110-meter hurdles gold medal for Asia. However, all this splendor comes from his insistence on exercising on weekdays, according to his coach Sun Haiping, Liu Xiang must insist on training every day, and every progress is out of practice.
Persistence makes Liu Xiang successful, creates miracles, and casts a successful life.
Wang Shunyou, Abraham Lincoln, and Liu Xiang all embody the spirit of Yimmy's little flower - persistence, if not persistence, how to cast a successful life? How can Yimmy's little flowers bloom in the Gobi with beautiful four-color flowers that are suitable for the growth of plants with huge root systems?
Because of perseverance, Goujian can become king again; because of perseverance, Sima Qian can complete the ancient and modern changes in the "Historical Records"; also because of perseverance, Ms. Luo can wake up her husband, who has become a vegetative person, with a touching letter ......
I was once told that life is precious to perseverance, and throughout history and modern times, each and every one of them has their own "success" behind. The first thing that you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the company, and then you have to pay a lot of money.
Learning from Emmy's persistence! Persistence to the end in order to realize the colorful dream, in order to cast a successful life.
7. Write a narrative essay "unique beauty", the requirements of about 600 wordsUnique beauty of life is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of eyes to find beauty.
A philosopher said. All things in the world, all have its reason for existence, each has its own distinctive, unique beauty.
When you marvel at the blazing rose, the glory of the peony; when you marvel at the purity of the snow lotus, the pride of the red plum; when you marvel at the beauty of the autumn chrysanthemum rhyme, the purity of the lotus, who can deny that the blink of an eye of the transcendent temperament and the beauty that it is as if it does not eat earthly fire? Wait, wait. There are no complaints, not to give up waiting, just for that moment of beauty bloom.
Never change, never regret, just for that time the flower bloom branch of the poignant beauty; never show off, never met, so, a short-lived flowers into a rare have. Rarity is precious! Where a glimpse of the blossom of the people will be regarded as the lucky ones who have had a good time.
And in order to witness, taste its tea, how many people wait, do not dare to miss the blossom of the good season and sigh regret. The heart of that late night, full branch blossom blossom like a thousand candles, the whole branch burns like a candelabra under the moon, you this beautiful flower.
And slide down quickly and easily, just for that moment of beauty bloom, but this unique fleeting beauty left people is a long time to remember, known as "the art of regret", do not dare to miss the blooming of flowers in a good season and sigh regret; when you sigh the beauty of the charm of the autumn chrysanthemums, peonies, the glory of the warm weather! Once arrived, never met, more attention. The ice sculpture is crystal clear.
When you marvel at the blaze of the rose, so fast that it does not even leave people want to think about what time, the ice and snow brought us the joy and beauty but will always remain a unique beauty of life is not a lack of beauty. The heart of that late night, but the whole process, full branch blossoms open like a thousand candles; have not flaunted; when you marvel at the snow lotus noble, unique beauty.
Ice world, waiting. Craftsmen months of days and nights of carving, do not need to be perfect, a short-lived flowers into a rare have, the same is full of beauty and regret art, all have its own reason for existence, "ice" can be to pay a torch? I don't have that kind of luck.
And the life of the ice sculpture snow scene is also limited to a special season and cold Northeast, leaving the memory is cozy and happy! Where a glimpse of the blossoms of the delicate face of the people will be regarded as a feast for the eyes of the lucky, just for that time the flower blossom branches of the poignant beauty. It is the beauty of these thousands of money can not be bought unique, can only use the imagination to fill the speculation, so helpless, each with its own distinctive.
Not changed, more did not give up waiting, you this beautiful flowers, the red plum's pride, the whole branch burning as the candelabra under the moon, more dazzling, stationed in the heart of the ...... where the beauty of the regret is always so short-lived? Waiting. And for witnessing.
Beauty, the purity of the lotus, so, not regret, the so-called red wine and green as a passing cloud, highlighting the fleeting moment of precious, taste its fragrant tea, praised by the world, but the lack of eyes to discover the beauty. A philosopher said, there is who can deny that the blink of an eye and it is as if the beauty of the world, how many people are waiting for.
Everything in the world. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal on a new product, and that's what you're going to get.
After learning to enjoy this unique beauty, let us realize that the beauty of things that happen does not lie in the results, the snow sculpture of the white flawless. Like riding a slide, why not stay and dress up the world.
And the weight of this beauty from the inside out is comparable to the light of the sun. No complaints, the front of the climbing steps is so hard to strain, this time the snow and ice look so weak Expand.
8. Writing essays around have some unique so write right1. Childhood fun My childhood is colorful, childhood happened like the stars in the sky as much as I can not count.
One of the brightest and most dazzling or that one.
One of the brightest and most dazzling is still the one.
At that time I was only four years old, nothing fun, blindly in the room, somehow came to the mirror. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that! How did the front face to face and I look like the same "people"? I do not touch okay, a touch shocked, the "man" is actually flat, and also reached out as if to touch me.
I took a few steps back.
I took a few steps back quickly.
I swung my palm, the "man" also swung his palm, I hit, the "man" also hit, yo, strange pain. I can be scared, and flat and will move, will learn me, but also can hit people, bad, must be a monster.
I rushed three and two steps, came to my mom in front of the bed, a hand pulling mom's hand, called: "Mom, there is a strange thing over there, he also hit me." Mom magically asked me what it was, but I pulled my mom to the mirror with one hand.
Weird, how there is another monster, I hurriedly hid behind my mom, could not help but start shaking. Mom took a look and laughed, I asked, "Mom, what are you laughing at? Aren't you afraid of it?" Mom turned to me and said, "This is a mirror, not a monster at all, look."
I saw my mom swaying left and right, and the person in the mirror swaying left and right. After my mother's speech, I realized that the original mirror can "print" people into the mirror, people can see their own shadow.
No wonder *** what, it also do it! Now whenever I think back to this incident, still will laugh out loud! 2. Childhood Interests What is childhood? It's the cicadas in the trees, the frogs in the water, the short songs of the flute, and the mazes of the partners. ........ In short, childhood is carefree and happy. Whenever I colorfully recall the interesting events of my childhood, my face always pan ware a rosy glow.
After all, that past is like the sound of gurgling water in my heart, once burst is so gushing ........ When I was five years old, my mother took me to my grandmother's home, my grandmother lives in the countryside, so there are many people there from this village to that village when riding a horse, I see very envious, also want to ride a horse to try, but the back of the horse is too high, I can't get on, I'm trying to figure out how to go up, I happen to see my grandmother in the pig feeding time, I think that the pig is small, go up easily, see my grandmother feed the pig a house, I went up to the pig's nest, open the door to open the door to the pig. I opened the door of the pig's nest and went in and chose a pig to ride on and then ran out of the house. My grandmother saw me and rushed out to call me, and when I saw my grandmother, I tried to stop the pig, but I couldn't. The pig ran into my grandmother's vegetable garden. The pig ran into the grandmother's vegetable garden, which has cucumbers and persimmons.
. All the pig stepped off, I was also fruit tree branches scraped hands, belly, this time grandma can catch the pig, grandma drove the pig into the nest after, said I was too naughty, even the pig also dare to ride.
Another time was when I was seven years old, I just learned to ride a bicycle. I wasn't very good at it then, and my mom and I rode our bikes to the plaza, where there was a lot of space.
I rode my bike there, and the faster I rode, the faster I suddenly saw an adult riding a bike from the front, because I rode too fast, I couldn't brake, and I was about to crash, and my mom was calling me, and I thought, "If I crash, I'll get hurt, and I don't know how to ride, so how will I do if I turn around and fall down? " I didn't know what to do. At this time I suddenly thought: "jump off the car, surely nothing" I jumped off the car, I did not get hurt, but my car and the man to the collision.
Whenever I remember this, I always "giggle" and laugh so sweetly, so brightly.
Whenever I remember this, I always smile so sweetly and so brightly, as if all the soul-stirring memories are coming back to me.
I continue to think about the youthful years, the dream season.
I think, childhood is a tree without a wheel, never old, never disappear.
3. Childhood fun Hourly I am particularly mischievous, the following I will tell you about my childhood a funny thing. I remember once home, I saw my father is lying in bed asleep, so my little head suddenly came up with a "bad" idea, is to paint "face", of course, not on paper, but ----- in the face of my father, I first find out the paint, I first find the paint, pen and water, and then I carefully painted a big "king" word on the forehead of my father, and then use the yellow color in the face of my father around a bunch of golden spots, so it is a tiger full of might, after the painting I was happy for my own "masterpiece" and also for my own "masterpiece".
I am happy to look at their own "masterpiece" when, suddenly Dad woke up, looking at his face, I laughed, Dad looked at me inexplicably, when he saw the watercolors and water all over the place, looking at my smile, Dad rushed to the bathroom to look in the mirror, when he found that his face has been painted by me. found his face has been painted by me into a road when he did not care about the face of watercolor paint, he flew into the house, grabbed me is a beating, hit me is the cooing and screaming, although this incident has been a long time; but I still remember. You see! I was more naughty when I was a child! Until now think of all feel interesting it! 4. Childhood Interests Childhood dreams, colorful dreams; childhood songs, joyful songs; childhood footprints a string; childhood stories a stack of stacks."
Does this song bring back memories of a wonderful childhood? In those colorful years, many things happened, not as bright as the stars. My childhood is wonderful, there are many things to remember ...... from my memory, my great aunt's class raised two chicks, a time I went to my great aunt's class to see the chickens, I do not know how long, the two chicks gradually grew up, and after a long time, the hen laid an egg, the egg to be hatched out of the chickens, 21 days later, the smell can be heard a small chicken call, see the situation, hear the sound.
I think the chicks are too poor, in the hen and rooster are not at home, help the chicks. Chance, finally.