The tiny Milanese flower pulls out my countless thoughts. That big sister's amiable smile often surfaces in front of my eyes.
I remember Monday afternoon, after school, I walked home, a moment, the rain fell incessantly, I stood in front of the school, waiting for my mother to come to pick me up, the other students have long been picked up by their parents, only I stood alone at the entrance of the school waiting for, the rain is getting bigger and bigger. So I decided to run home in the rain, but then I wanted to stop. I thought to myself, "It's raining so hard, I'll be drenched by the time I get home, but if I don't run home, when will I do my homework? So, I slowly hold the wall to walk, walking and thinking, just when I hesitated, a pink umbrella to cover me, I just wanted to call my mother, but vaguely smelled a fragrant orchid, I thought; mom's body has never had such a scent. Who could this person be? I slowly turned my head to look, a good-looking big sister into my eyes, I looked up and said to the big sister; big sister who are you? Big sister did not answer me, just smiled at me, ah, this big sister smile can be really sweet ah. This big sister wore a light blue jeans. She took me on the way home. In the potholes in the road deep a foot shallow a foot quickly walking. No sooner had I arrived home, to the door I saw my mother was anxiously waiting for me to go home, until I reached my mother's arms, only to find that the big sister's clothes have been wet by the rain a large part, just when I want to say thank you to the big sister, he disappeared in the vast curtain of rain. This big sister and I just met in passing, but this big sister helped me in my most difficult time.
Since then, I have never seen the big sister, the big sister is not just like the Milan flower?
2. How to Write a Milan Essay 265 WordsOur Wisdom One day, my mom, who was dressed beautifully, took me to visit a friend.
On the public **** bus, a young man with a big bag squeezed into the compartment and mom was knocked aside by the big bag. I then asked with concern, "Mom, are you okay?" At the same time, giving the youth an annoyed look, I shouted, "That's so hateful!" My kind mom looked at me and said, "But you can't say what you want, this uncle didn't do it on purpose."
After a while, only to see the youth also apologize to the mother repeatedly. I heard all this and lowered my head in shame.
It was I who was too hasty, did not have a forgiving heart, and did not know how to forgive others. Mom's kind smile, and the forgiveness of the heart, so that the usual impetuous, impulsive me slowly calm down.
The heart is also slowly wide, and will not be anything so catty. Everything is open, everything with a forgiving heart, the world will be better.
This is the wisdom of being a human being, mom taught me, in the ordinary small things taught me wisdom. I want to practice, experience wisdom, learn about our wisdom.
A few days later, my mom got off work early, she rode to school, ready to pick me up home, and found that my hand broke the skin, blood dripping down, clothes also broke a big cut. Mom was so distressed that she quickly found some gauze and wrapped my wound.
Then went to ask the teacher what was going on, the teacher is also very puzzled, because she neither saw the students fighting, nor heard the students quarrel. My mom was puzzled and asked, "Why didn't you tell the teacher?" I smiled and said, "Mom, my classmate didn't mean to hurt me! For this, he is already y upset, if I go to tell the teacher, he will blame himself even more."
Mom was very happy to hear, she touched my head and said: "Good boy, you have learned to understand others." Seeing my mom's kind smile, I felt that she was very happy.
Mom was happy for her son's good behavior, and for her son's understanding of forgiving others. I am also happy, I am happy that I know how to live with wisdom and experience wisdom with my heart.
The wisdom to appreciate, need our usual accumulation of knowledge, need a common heart. Everyone will find their own wisdom.
Part II: The Wisdom of Nature The rivers flow into the sea, people see, "the sea, tolerance is great"; the world of flowers, plants and trees, the Buddhist people see "a flower, a world, a tree, a Bodhi"; the moon is full, the ancients saw the "people have sadness, happiness and separation. "The moon is full and the moon is full and the moon is full and the moon is full and the moon is full and the moon is full and the moon is full and the moon is full and the moon is full and the moon is full. Nature is ever-changing, colorful, and brings us beautiful enjoyment at the same time, but also contains a lot of thought-provoking reasoning.
Li Qingzhao saw the drizzle Sycamore, dripping, issued a "this time, how a word of sadness," the lament. Gong Zizhen's flowers into the ground, the mud to protect the flowers, but also shows the dedication of all the people like flowers.
A variety of natural phenomena, triggered countless associations, but also contains countless reasons. Spring and autumn, nature tells us that "the passing is like going, do not give up day and night", and we should understand that "in time when encouragement, the years do not wait for people".
The sunset is boundless, the river is not exhausted, is telling us to seize the time, "this body this day more must be busy". The sea has no boundaries, the wall has no peak, from which the feeling of broad-mindedness is extraordinary, "a dike of a thousand miles, destroyed in an ant hole", people have learned not to let go of any little flaw, these philosophies of life, embedded in the beautiful natural landscape, there is a beauty of our hearts.
Humans invented the fly eye camera based on the eyes of flies; bats flying at night, helping people invent radar; see the birds flying in the air, people sprouted the desire to fly, invented the aircraft; fish swimming in the water, helping people invent the submarine; even Newton summed up the law of gravity, but also an apple fell on his head after the thought triggered! ...... millions of natural phenomena, all the time does not trigger people's thinking, to help people realize a dream ...... realize a historical leap. Throughout history, how many literati, in the face of nature's thousands of changes, issued an infinite number of feelings.
Dufu climbed Mount Tai, issued a "will be when the top, a glimpse of the mountains small" sigh; Li Bai see the Yellow River, issued a "Yellow River water from the sky, running to the sea never return" of the absolute song; Dongpo tour of the Red Cliffs, issued a "Life is like a dream, a libation" chant; Wang Xizhi Lanting, "Lanting Preface" came out, Wang Bo Tengwang Pavilion, "Tengwang Pavilion Preface" has been passed down through the ages. Nature not only gives us unlimited reverie, but also brings us rich literature, leaving a valuable spiritual wealth.
Nature has given us a lot of inspiration, a lot of wealth. Because of this, we should cherish nature, cherish the mother of all things.
3. How to describe the Milanese flowerThis pot of Milan has a lot of leaves, more than a foot high, and its shape is very exquisite.
A branch as thick as a little finger is curved and lovely, like an aged old man, and like a soaring dragon. In this thicker branch above and grew countless small trunk, twisted to the four sides of the unfolding, the trunk is decorated with a piece of oval turquoise leaves, leaves in the middle, there is a light green deep groove child.
Under the sun, the leaves are shiny, and from a distance it looks like a small green tent. Whenever Milan is about to blossom, a bunch of green flower spikes are born between the branches and trunks, densely packed, like a small ball the size of a grain of rice.
Not a few days of work, the small ball from green to yellow, then you can smell a very fragrant smell, by the help of the breeze, the fragrance of the yellow flowers to the surrounding diffusion, the whole room is enveloped in the fragrance of the breath. This is the Milan bloom, a cluster of small yellow flowers in the rain and fog laughing.
When you look at it from afar, it looks like a small "yellow peach" tree.
4. Description of the Milan flower sentence, fast, urgentNot long ago the office more than a plate of Milan flower ah, because in a very depressed period, have not given it watering. Flowers and plants are innocent, I saw its small leaves fall every day, every day a batch of yellow.
...HOHO, to express its silent protest. My dad is right, plants are alive too~ so I still remind myself to water it often, and still often forget. I haven't seen any plant that favors moisture as much as Milan, just as I haven't seen any plant that blooms as self-centeredly as the kapok, throwing away all its leaves and leaving behind only its big, red flowers and trunk. Guangzhou is really a magical place ah ~ I'm quite happy with my discovery of Milan favors moist discovery, so I googled Milan's information, and did not find out to summarize the Milan especially especially love moist one to see Milan has been all the way to the leaves, is even to it is not good.
But I found a very interesting thing, is the naming of Milan. Because it is yellow, such as the size of a grain of rice, aroma such as orchids, so the name Milan. Oh. Sounds funny. Milan's information is also posted to their own land up. Oh.
5. 50 words to write a plant essay"I love peach blossoms" If someone asks me what my favorite flower is, I will not hesitate to say peach blossoms spring When you walk into the peach blossoms, you will see a variety of various kinds of peach blossoms.
Some are budding, a little bit of red, light and light, some are still flowers, crowded, and some into the unfolding of five pieces. Five pieces of boiling yuan of pink petals and surrounded by a small number of classes of purple flowers, is equivalent to a happy family, I put my nose stinking test peach blossom luck interests, eh that a long fragrance.
One first don't also learn. It is this flower fragrance bar dancer.
Butterflies attracted them dancing in the sky, I was in the flowers even wear drama, perhaps this is this flower country Qin bar Qin Lang will I pick up a piece of petals, touch like General slippery, soft, really comfortable, my favorite paintings of the little Peng Peng, children, let's meet in the spring to go to see the peach blossom.
6. Seek to describe the Milan flower sentencesMilan (7) flowers such as rice, taste with orchid, so the name Milan.
Milan with its fragrance and elegance, won the favor of more and more flower lovers. Milan is native to Southeast Asia, China's southern provinces are widely cultivated, but the northern region can only be planted in pots, because of its fear of cold, winter must be moved indoors to keep warm.
Milan flowers have a strong fragrance, can be baked tea and extract aromatic oil. Its branches and leaves can also be used for medicinal purposes, can cure bruises, carbuncles and swellings.
In addition, its flower stem wood is fine and dense, or a good material for carving. The orchid Shijiajingu Xidengzhi, ten miles of orchid incense over Bixi.
The color of the flower is good, and the stars are rare. Orchids (5) As early as in the "I Ching", there is "concentric words, its odor like orchids" words, which is enough to prove the long history of orchids in our country.
Turning to the ancient books, the generations of literati, almost no brush strokes of the orchid, orchids to metaphorical their noble aspirations, elegant interests. Orchids do not compete with other flowers, living in deep mountain valleys, but emit a refreshing fragrance, so the ancients and plum, bamboo, chrysanthemum and known as the "Four Gentlemen".
Orchids are not only beautiful in form, but also loved for their fragrance. Its fragrance is neither too strong nor too weak, and it is so fresh and warm that it is hard to write its flavor even if you search for ink and brush.
Orchid Fugue A hook of the crescent moon in the valley of deep seclusion, with the dew stream wind on the small building. I'm not sure if I can guess the fragrance of a thousand strands. The name of the front slope is Drunken Orchid Hill.
7. Writing about Milan KunderaCold reading: Milan Kundera The Unbearable Lightness of Being is no longer hot, but I still love it and have watched it several times over.
Milan Kundera is a writer who likes to illustrate philosophy through fiction. In his The Unbearable Lightness of Being, about "lightness and heaviness", about "spirit and flesh", about the "accidental and inevitable" in life, it is really quite confusing in the world. The proposition that people have long been accustomed to ignoring them.
In the book, Kundera used his philosopher's depth and novelist's delicacy to crack open these nuts of life one by one for people to see. In this simple love story, Tomás, Sabina, Teresa, and Franz meet in the Czech Republic at a time in history named "Prague Spring".
Their destinies thus become a silhouette of that time. Tomas and Teresa's lives are torn apart by this period in Czech history, and when they finally find refuge in a small farm, Tomas is a truck driver, Teresa herds the farm's cows, and their lives are completely different from Prague. Sabina, on the other hand, is uprooted from her homeland forever, and Franz, a professor at the University of Geneva, loves Sabina in his own way.
The tragedy of Sabina's homeland adds to the beauty of his love, and in the end he chases after it and is relieved by a sudden death in a place far from Europe. One by one, these minor characters are thus drowned by the torrent of the period, and not a trace of them seems to remain.
But what they left behind was not all nothingness, although Kundera, with a nihilistic sensibility, quoted the German proverb that what exists once is as if it had never existed at all. In the book, Kundera repeatedly emphasizes that life is a sketch that can never be completed, a rehearsal that can never be formally staged, and that people have no basis for judgment when faced with choices.
We can neither compare them with our previous lives, nor can we make them perfect before we come through. So are we doomed to a life of uncertainty? The characters in the book are weaving their lives according to the "law of beauty".
Thomas, no doubt tempted by the weight of his choices, pays the price again and again, and in the end the famous surgeon from Prague has to settle in a remote town. Sabina again and again to escape the vulgar world, for that "lightness", but such a "light" is destined to be a lifetime of uncertainty, which is just another kind of pain.
As Kundera said, it is a kind of unbearable lightness. Referring to the death of Stalin's son Yakov, Kundera commented that it was a truly metaphysical death, and that both Thomas's heaviness and Sabina's lightness could be said to be choices based on certain metaphysical values.
When people look back and reminisce about the choices they made at the crossroads of their lives, did you ever make a decision that was random? Is there a metaphysical thing in the middle that you are insisting on, is it that these indefinable obsession is the root of all the pain we are suffering today? Are the obsessions in life destined to bring misfortune? I remember someone asked me with some seriousness: what would you choose if you committed suicide. I jokingly said: I want to climb the Himalayas to find a place to hang, but there is no place to hang there (the earth can not find a higher place than that, right), so I have to hang themselves on the moon.
And then really had this dream, of course did not die, because even in the dream, I can still feel the heaviness of my body, can not fly. Sabina chose a kind of lightness, so that she soared to a place that is too high to fly, but the high place is far away from her homeland, all alone, she is close to her ideal place, but can you say that is a kind of happiness? And Thomas's life trajectory is a downward course, for an inexplicable love for Theresa, when seduced by Theresa's aggressive weakness.
Like a villager lured into a swamp by a mountain banshee, he gradually sinks. Finally, he is able to love Theresa wholeheartedly when, in a dream that seems to be real, he completely abandons his penchant for chasing ***, abandons the woman who is supposedly the inevitability of his love, and decides to follow Theresa, the beloved whom he believes to be a mere accident.
And so there is a happy love affair between a truck driver and the woman who grazes on Jen, in that small farmhouse far from Prague. By this time, Thomas's position was "as low as it could go".
Leaping from the Himalayas does not soar, but only descends. When we can not find the ideal happiness, in a lower position may really belong to your happiness.
Life belongs to us only once, time will not stay for our laughter or tears. In such a transient world, all choices have lost sufficient reason, and all results have become very reasonable.
What about happiness? The first is to be a good example of how the world can be a better place, and how it can be a better place. Perhaps life has been predestined to be neither fortunate nor unfortunate. We are just confined by our own destiny, living in a daze, and knowing our own pain and happiness.
Just like every flowery place, there are always some sad butterflies flying through there.