Life is an impervious to, turn over the endless book.
We have countless times in the above modified, fill in. Some people have drawn a period for themselves, while others have omitted the following of life, and others have drawn a wonderful exclamation point for their lives, and others have left themselves with a permanent question mark.
I think this is the realization! Spring is in the air - sowing the buds of hope. From the moment I croaked, it was as if my life was springing into bloom, and all the beauty and hope in the world was planted deep in my heart.
In this season of recovery and flowers, I can not help but think of the sadness of the "silkworms to death", this sentence is used in the parents who raised me is very suitable, they gave me life and hope. "I'm not sure if I've ever seen the same thing before, but I'm not sure if I've ever seen the same thing before, and I'm not sure if I've ever seen it before.
For this ancient poem, I have a new feeling and experience today. The night before I left the campus and embarked on the road to work, my mother stayed up all night, she was happy! Because I grew up and was about to embark on the job.
She was worried that I would not be able to eat well and live comfortably while working there. I can see that behind her happiness for me there are countless reluctance and worry.
This is what people often say, "A child traveling a thousand miles is a mother's worry". I came here to work with my mother's concern and my family's blessing, and they want to see an independent, strong and courageous me, which is also my hope.
The only way I can repay my family's expectations is to study hard and work hard. I am like a small plant, by the home of this fertile soil nurtured, by the parents of this spring rain moisturized, I know that the flowers in the greenhouse is unlikely to beautifully blossom, and now I resolutely accept the wind and rain, and grow into a thriving tree, the future protection of the next generation of seedlings, which is our unshirkable responsibility and mission.
I will use my hands and wisdom to guard this hope and create new hope! At this time the spring wind blew green leaves, blew flowers, blew the horn of success! Summer is hot - the sun is blazing and releasing its light! The robin calls the summer with his life, the rock paves the road with his body, and I, carrying hope, continue to march on resoundingly. In the summer of June, we stepped into the examination room, finally to do the last battle, is the victory or defeat we have to smile and walk away, let everything be taken away by the summer wind.
The whole summer is full of our efforts, our struggle, we are here to shed sweat, rising in the air, transformed into the most beautiful rainbow. The whole campus is filled with the sorrow of parting, and I understand that the end of the student era is the beginning of another journey.
"The residual clouds collect the summer heat, and the new rain brings the fall post". Waiting for us is a distant future.
"The wind shakes the mountains and turns the waves, and the rain shoots crossbows in the air." A heavy rain came, and I ran in the storm with my former classmates and roommates, expressing the feelings of friendship for each other over the years to the fullest. Rain washed away my tears, this summer there is no parting sadness, only to the future struggle *** and confidence! Autumn orchid fragrance - dancing.
"Empty mountains after the new rain, the weather late in the fall". The golden autumn years come quietly, and the fallen leaves lie quietly on the ground like babies, waiting for the next spring.
The golden cicadas, on the other hand, spend their whole life and become one with the earth. This makes me think that human life is like the scenery of the world, blossoming and falling.
Fading, blooming, just a moment, but in this moment you can feel the joys and sorrows of the world. Everything will grow old, in the words of the poet Li Bai, "I don't know where to get the fall frost in the mirror." But everything will start again.
This means that people will always fail, but everything will start again, and as long as they don't give up, they will succeed one day. People often only see the sadness of the fall, but ignore the joy hidden behind this sadness.
Take Ma Zhiyuan's autumn thoughts to say well, "the old road west wind thin horse, the setting sun in the west, the broken hearted people in the end of the world." He used the scene as an allegory to express a strong sadness and helplessness. If I were to do it, I would take this feeling of missing my hometown as my motivation to move forward, and I will be able to reorganize myself in the midst of bitterness, and one day, I will return to my hometown, where this sadness has long since been turned into the joy of being reunited with my family.
I like the bitter autumn, more like to "joy" and overcome the bitter taste. Because of the fall of the "Thur", there is a unique "fragrance".
The winter plum - the frost and snow scattered fragrance! "The sword from the sharpening, plum blossom fragrance from the bitter cold." French philosopher Balzac said, "People are often prone to endure the greatest pain, and it is difficult to enjoy excessive pleasure."
I have always believed that there are dark clouds behind the clear sky, and there are rainbows after the dark clouds. When I still invaded in the college entrance examination on the line of joy, ensuing is the practitioner qualification examination, less than before the college entrance examination of diligence and hard work, more than a few points after the college entrance examination of pride, the practitioner qualification examination a defeat.
Self-confidence has been frustrated after a series of mistakes, has been routed when a burst of plum flower fragrance like a hammer, chiseling the rock in my heart. Think of the plum's lonely, strong and unyielding, how can I bow to failure, inspired me, decided to learn from the plum flower, in the snow and ice to forge ahead! The back of a series of three months I have studied hard, the second qualification examination, I finally got what I wanted, knocked on the door of victory.
It turns out that every piece of frost is inspiring the growth of the plum blossom, not a setback is encouraging me to be tenacious! This is the spirit of the plum blossom! The first time I saw this, it was a very good thing that I was able to get it to work. Maybe I'm just a little grass on the side of the road, not as bright and charming as flowers; maybe I'm just a mountain stream of an unknown spring, not as vast as the sea; maybe I'm just an ordinary people in the crowd, not as great as the world's attention.
But I will never give up the goal and pursuit of life, I will remember every failure, learn to stand alone, in order to ideals and hopes and do their best to fight! This is me! This is the realization! Bravely chasing and striving ...... Meeting and saying goodbye, returning sails and leaving the shore, is the end of past joys and the beginning of future happiness. Life can be plain, as if the blue sky under the turquoise blue lake, life can also be a poem, in all the way to the gallop in the high song, as long as we can comprehend, every day is happiness.
Now, read the third year of my childhood footsteps gradually far away, lingering all the way to the emotional memories left behind. Gradually growing up, we gradually came to realize some of the things we originally did not know, a feeling, an experience, an experience, however, to remember it.
2. to 'realization' as the topic. Write an essay of not less than 600 wordsStay On the banks of a flowing river live the inhabitants of two tribes.
(The beginning is very original and attractive, as if recounting a fairy tale.) Though they are nourished by the same river, the gap between the rich and the poor is clear to see. People call the farmers on the left side of the river poor, and the farmers on the right side of the river are naturally rich.
(fascinating, evoke people's thinking) The poor people's work is to plow every day, planting trees, patches of forests and orchards is the only property left to them by nature. The poor people often say, "It's the women who caused the trouble, if they hadn't begged and begged to leave the trees behind, we would have already had resin, timber and foreign exchange like the rich people."
The rich people's job is to cut down tons of trees every day and earn tons of foreign exchange. The tribes of the rich have got rid of poverty and have built high buildings which the poor have never thought of, and they used to say, "This is the wealth left by nature."
(The poor's misunderstanding and complaints, the rich's wealth and self-congratulation, forming a stark contrast, paving the way for the following) The poor often look at the sky and say, "Poor people are poor people, the sky is all blue-white-blue-white, there is not a bit of extra color." The rich people also often look at the sky and say, "See that gray cloud in the sky? Gray represents wisdom; it is the favor that nature has left us."
(Writing about the color of the sky is really wonderful.) Many years later, the rich people's place was plagued by many strange diseases, and the climate gradually became worse. They began to move to the places of the poor by ship, with a great deal of wealth.
The "trouble-making" women kept them out. They will cut down all our trees, we don't want the wealth, we just want to leave the soil, water and clean air.
The rich people did not care and left. So, once again, the woman became the "sinner" of the poor.
(The situation has changed dramatically, highlighting the role of women, the poor, I should say, poor and ignorant men are still complaining) It did not take long, the weather changed dramatically, the wind rolled in the sand and dust ferociously attacked. No one expected, no one was prepared, overnight, everything has changed, when the poor open their eyes, ready for a new day of labor, they simply do not recognize the opposite is the rich place: high-rise buildings collapsed, the land was eroded, the beautiful wilderness left just a tundra of ruins.
(The trees left behind by their predecessors were cut down indiscriminately, and they were finally punished.) The poor looked at the forest, and the men froze. How can this be? The women finally spoke, "Thanks to the forest we left behind!" (The women held on to the truth and left behind the trees of those who came before them.
The men finally woke up in front of the truth. (Elucidates the theme of this article, that is, to protect the ecological environment, can not be rushed).
3. Write a memory essay of not less than 600 words on the topic of "Realization". Thank youI love winter
Winter, is a mirror in the cold night, through a hint of ice cold. In seasons such as this, the impression is always particularly deep.
If someone asks me what kind of season I like, I will not hesitate to answer: "winter."
For some reason, I have always been curious about winter, and I have always had a special affection for it.
Curiosity about winter, I do not understand, just feel that I and it is in the netherworld by the life line to pull us together, it is like a magnet, and I'm just a lightweight ball, it is close to me, I will be pulled by it. But when it passes by, I lose my vitality and can only be like a deflated ball. Perhaps because I was born in winter, I am supposed to like winter. But I am always puzzled by it, and when it comes to winter, I am inexplicably touched.
It seems to me that winter is the peak time for memories to come, and there are always inexplicable cords pulling the gears of my memories in the winter days. This fallacy of mine is corroborated by my friends. That's why I pay special attention to everything in winter. In winter, my heart is always especially heavy, especially when the weather is bad, but occasionally there are moments when my mood leaps. In winter, sometimes I can not even catch myself.
In winter, it is always giddy, maybe it is the day of hibernation. But I am reluctant to give up my life. So beautiful days spent with slumber, but not to feel it, too wasteful, so I will not be willing. After all, there is only one winter a year. But there is nothing to amuse me in winter, and it is my fault that I am always brooding. However, there are sometimes new discoveries in contemplation.
If we must remove a season from the four seasons, I don't care what season disappears, except winter, and I don't like the idea of a place where all seasons are like spring. Because that is too monotonous, in my feeling, spring, summer and autumn seasons seem to be the same, God is to let the winter to embellish them, sometimes I would like to think of what to do if there is no more winter, although if there is really no winter, the earth is still turning, and people still have to live as well, but when I think of it, it is really a little bit of trepidation.
I love winter so much, but it is always like a dream for me. It's fall when the dream begins, and spring when the dream wakes up. At the end of fall, I step into winter without realizing it, and then I step through winter and into spring without realizing it. I always felt that I got through the winter quickly, but tried my best to look back on it, but there was nothing particularly happy about it.
Winter is such a puzzling season, a season that I have a special love for it.
If middle school life is a beautiful piece of music, then happiness is one of the indispensable notes.
Looking back, happiness overflowed the heart. Achievement decline, the teacher's a word of encouragement is a kind of happiness; sad, sad, a friend's comfort is a kind of happiness; planted on the ground, the enthusiasm of the classmates to help up is a kind of happiness; misbehavior, the parents of a criticism is also a kind of happiness ...... and some students say that junior high school life of all kinds of suffering, not also, I think life everywhere there is happiness! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
If middle school life is an endless sea, then frustration is one of the indispensable waves.
In junior high school life, frustration has become almost routine, no frustration of the day is not a complete day. With setbacks, to make our life more interesting; with setbacks, to make our life more memorable. There is a good song: "How can we see the rainbow without experiencing the storm ......" How can we have success without experiencing setbacks. We have to treat setbacks correctly, in the setbacks, the more frustrated, the more courageous!
If middle school life is a blue sky, then the disappointment is one of the floating white clouds.
In this sky of junior high school life, disappointment is always inevitable, the test results are not ideal is a kind of disappointment; and friends with conflicts is a kind of disappointment; they encountered all kinds of misfortunes, can be regarded as a kind of disappointment. In the face of disillusionment, we must not be pessimistic, not discouraged, to win the victory with strong perseverance; in the face of disillusionment, we must not despair, the sun always comes after the storm, after the disillusionment of the sky is sure to be clear and bright, after the disillusionment of the road is sure to be straight and wide.
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In the junior high school life this colorful stage, we are at any time playing different roles, but no matter how the role, we have to dress up, so that it will live up to expectations.
In the middle school life on this vast field, we are always sowing seeds of hope, but no matter what the result, we should also carefully plow, so that it grows.
In the junior high school life of this economic market, we will accept different challenges at any time, but no matter how the results, we also need to strategize, so that it is strong me wisdom me!
With the junior high school life, you have a happy; savor the junior high school life, you will face everything with a frank mood.
Sense of life, let the pleasure, sunshine, happiness with you every day! (Hope to adopt)
5. to comprehend the theme of the composition can write what things itComposition: comprehend the happiness
In the square I saw a very cute girl pushed a wheelchair old man, they talked and laughed, the girl from time to time to point to something, and then lowered down and bent down in the old man's ear to say a few words. I was touched by this scene in front of me. Perhaps, the old man felt great pain because of the physical disability, but I believe that he is happy to have such a love for their granddaughter.
The winter cold did not drive away the flame of love between couples. I happened to pass by the river and saw a couple talking and laughing, and the man took off his coat and draped it over his beloved girl. I think, from the girl's smile, you can feel her happiness, because she felt a kind of happiness from love.
During the summer vacation, my mom took me to the magical Jiuzhaigou, and the moment I stepped on that land, I was shocked by the natural beauty. The five-color water reflects the green mountains, people in this mountain this water is really like entering the fairyland.
When I hold up that from the mountain slit in the rainwater out of the spring, I feel a kind of inexplicable pleasure, and then send this handful of fresh spring water into the mouth, I finally know, just now that the electrifying feeling is happiness ah! Originally, happiness is between the landscape, just weekdays, we did not meditate to comprehend just.
When you are idle, hold a book, make a pot of tea, sit in the afternoon sun, this is actually a kind of ordinary happiness.
We are in this hustle and bustle of urban life, too much emphasis on fame and fortune, often ignoring the ordinary life. Remember the Bible's "Ecclesiastes" in a sentence, "I look at my hands in all the business, so everything is empty, everything is catching the wind, in the sunshine is of no benefit." Isn't that right? Those honors and benefits really don't matter. This is what the Zen masters call "ordinary mind", which treats everything with equanimity and indifference. People live in the world, is to realize life, realize the happiness around. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you can get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Standing in front of the window, looking into the distance, a never-before-seen happy satisfaction overflowing heart. The first thing you need to do is to realize that happiness is just some beautiful pictures, a landscape, a piece of love, a state of mind ......
The world is so beautiful, and we are so happy.
6. 600-word essay on the topic of comprehensionComprehension
Perhaps life is like this, eat a moat and learn a lesson. The only time people think about the past is when they encounter setbacks. For some people, it is a stumbling block, while for others, it is a paving stone. I wish I had more setbacks in my life. As the saying goes, "setbacks make you grow, and maybe that's the only way I'll know more. But I hope I can stand up in the frustration this, turn it into a part of life, into their own power of success.
Cherish what you have, in the words of the sentence is good, but ultimately how many people can do. People always think that the fresh is the most delicious, but not everything is so, the wine is brewed the longer the more delicious. People only wake up and feel uncomfortable when they lose things around them one by one, and only then do they come to a realization and feel the importance of it.
Maybe we are still small, do not need to pay attention to these, but I think, no matter what time should go to cherish their own happiness, do not be in the blessed do not know the blessing, do not let has been paying people and can not get a trace of return.
Because of the loss, so there is regret, but regret has nothing to do, but will let him feel a trace of guilt inside. Maybe some people know how to recover before they lose, but how many of them do. People only to regret the time will come from this realization, know their own fault, but often to this time has been late, because the passing of time can not be reversed, the loss of the difficult to retrieve, the world simply do not have the medicine of regret.
7. to the realization of life as the topic of writing an essayLife as a thick book, waiting for people to write their own hands, but also waiting for people to read carefully, to taste.
The book of life may not be as novel as the plot ups and downs, not as beautiful and profound as prose, not as abstract and obscure as poetry, its content is just some ordinary people and things, even as plain as a cup of plain water. But as long as you read carefully, this cup of "water" will become a cup of fine wine, memorable.
Read life, to learn to read others. Every friend, teacher, and even every passer-by in life can give us useful enlightenment. Confucius said: "three people, there must be my teacher." Everyone has different advantages, it is worthwhile to learn, so, Confucius from different scholars, such as Tan Tanzi, carambola, and so on, and even from the two children argue the day in the small matter of understanding to look at the problem from a different point of view of the answer is also different. Cao Huaidong, Zhu Xiping two professors from the former research to get inspired, and finally proved the "world's seven big problems" one of the Pongalai conjecture. As long as good reading, everyone can give people enlightenment, even the square singing beggars, can let people feel his optimism about life and love of life. Read others, is a kind of communication is a kind of learning.
Read life, to learn to read failure and pain. Edison read that more than a thousand failures, and ultimately succeeded in the invention of the electric light; King Goujian read the failure and bitterness of the loss of the country, lying down to taste the gall, a wipe out Wu, a snow before the humiliation; Lance Armstrong read the cancer, the pain, the pain, the pain, the pain, the pain, the pain, the pain, and the pain. Armstrong read the pain of cancer, but became stronger, not only defeated the disease, but also returned to the beloved bicycle racing. Failure and pain is a kind of sharpening, a kind of test, let the real gold in the refining of the fire glow, let the phoenix in the fire nirvana. Read failure and pain, not only read the lessons of failure, but also a courage to face. Read the failure and pain, is a kind of face is a kind of realization.
Read life, but also learn to read success and joy. Both thorns and flowers in the road of life, reading the success and joy, is for people to learn to cherish, cherish the hard-won success, but also to cherish the immediate happiness, at the same time, also allows people to learn to forge ahead, do not stop, do not meet, and launch an impact to a higher peak. Modern people's living conditions have greatly improved, but the sense of happiness is greatly reduced, why? Because modern people forget to read the joy, forget to cherish happiness. Mrs. Curie discovered the radioactive element polonium, after winning the Nobel Prize, both cherish this achievement, but also refused to stop, but continue to explore, discovered a more precious radium, the second time to win the Nobel Prize. She tasted success and recognized it correctly to achieve more. Reading success and joy is a kind of taste, but also a kind of transcendence. To savor life is to draw nourishment from others. The first thing you need to do is to read about the life of a man who has failed to learn from his mistakes.
Read life, is in the success of learning to cherish. The book of life, we need to hand to write, but also need to read carefully. In which every smile and tears, every sentence of success and failure, will be in the repeated reading constantly embellished, constantly embellished, become a brilliant pearl, become our lifelong treasure.
8. Essay on the topic of comprehensionI love those mountain gullies, their concavity and convexity is the horizontal line of my memory and the interweaving of the world.
I like to sit along the mountains in the morning and see the city plain and youthful as it is today. In the distance there is a slight reddish glow of the morning sun, reflecting the indifferent and ignorant face of the girl.
The road in the mountains is hard to walk, and you have to walk a few miles before there is a store, but I like that feeling. It was like the rain, fresh or muddy, safe and real, and now the city makes my heart sink and wander, straining, indulgent, disheveled.
There are no mountains in this city, but there are shadows that are bigger than mountains, and of course, there are sunsets that are broader than shadows. We always have to believe, always have to learn, to be a person of self, the kind of self that is not necessarily true, learn to put on the mask that can not cover the true heart.
The heavens gave me life, along with my blank memory, painted my soul, where inscribed, are forgotten. Fate will not be predestined, but predestined, let it quietly stay in a corner of the mind, with the quiet flow of time, the sound will be gurgling and melodious.
Accept not to change, change not to accept. This is the aphorism of the God of Smiles, a fact that has no edges or rounded edges.
I am kneeling in the skirt of the words, I am attached to her, she knows me, I love her but really in the face of a unique mirror of their own. The mirror can not be broken, the memory can not be lost, right as a dream, the dream woke up again is the world of smoke and rain, tearful eyes.
The darkness can really be a hotbed of evil? But the dark night you warm and safe crying is a kind of happiness. Everything is a dream.
What if the dream wakes up and passes by, the world of smoke and rain is the next cycle.