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More sunshine, more love, let the world warm as spring
I think what makes people's hearts warm is not only the warm sun in winter, but also the sincerity and friendship between people who are heartfelt and empathetic.
In this era of fast-paced life, we shuttle between unfamiliar faces every day. How many people meet night and day, but never have a moment to look back. We are some people who are accustomed to indifference and subtlety, there is no professional smile on the face, at least we have a sincere heart is enough. As long as we are on the side of each passer-by more sunshine more love, the world will be warm into the spring.
I do not dare to say that they are a lot of love, how kind of people, at least I often with a compassionate, tolerant heart sincere treatment of others, and do what I can to warm the passers-by standing in my way and the way to go. I remember last year's eleventh holiday I traveled back from the ancient city of Phoenix in Yichang transfer, just waiting for the train at the station square, but accidentally picked up a silver wallet. At that time I was left with the last dozens of dollars, and my soulmate together with two people in Xiangxi more than two days stay almost spent all the money on the body, picked up the wallet of my heart thumping. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to find the best way to do this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to find the best way to do this, and I'm sure you're going to be able to find the best way to do this.
I've been thinking about this for a while now, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea for me to go back to the old days, when I was a kid, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea for me to go back to the old days, when I was a kid. After a small mental struggle, I decided that I could not covet the ill-gotten gains that had tarnished my character. After rationally analyzing the situation for a while, I concluded that the owner would be looking for it in the neighborhood. I searched back and forth in the station square two or three times, on the side of the travelers a good look, and finally found a look anxious girl. I went up to her and asked her if she had lost her wallet, and she nodded helplessly and gave me a suspicious look. I solemnly verified that the contents of the wallet just match, I did not hesitate to hand her the wallet, her face of sadness instantly disappeared, grateful to me. I "politely declined" her request to treat me to dinner, and kept saying that this is what I should do. On the way back from Yichang, I was in an exceptionally calm and cheerful mood, happy that my sincerity and kindness had warmed the heart of a strange woman. The first thing I'd like to do is to get the best out of the world, and I'm sure I'll be able to do that.
A very clear memory of a summer evening, I went to the Internet cafe to download information. When I went up the stairs, a child with a clear-cut face and a bright smile greeted me cheerfully: "Brother, go there to play?" My heart was suddenly struck by an incomparably pure child's heart, and I felt especially warm! A simple, plain greeting from a child brought such a strong shock to my heart! So I learned to send my friends a personally written greeting text message every time a holiday comes around, and I handed the sunshine and warmth of my heart to others as well.
There is also a time when I was most impressed, it was when I was taking the English III exam, I realized that I forgot to bring my eraser when I was revising my answer card. I raised my hand to the supervising teacher not far in front of me to indicate a moment, the female teacher is very competent and skillful to a girl's eraser with a knife in two handed me a small piece. I looked up and smiled at her, and then buried my head to answer the question, the warmth and gratitude rippling in my heart for a long time can not be quelled.
In the days to come, I learned to give more applause and help to those around me, and to accept the help of others with the same trust and gratitude. We are all calling for the creation of a harmonious society, as long as everyone sows the seeds of friendship and kindness in their own hearts, then the flower of harmony will bloom everywhere, and our lives will be full of sunshine and warmth.
2. Ancient Poem on Warmth OutAncient Poem on Warmth Out: "Send Du Shaofu to Ren Shuzhou".
The original work "Send Du Shaofu to Ren Shuzhou" By: Wang Bo The city que supports the three Qin, the wind and smoke look at the five Jin. The city is supported by the three Qin cities, and the wind and smoke look at the five jin.
A close friend in 海内存知己, a far-flung realm in the sky. The city is a place where you can find a close friend, where the sky is as far away as the earth.
Vernacular translation The majestic Chang'an City is guarded by the land of Sanqin, and through the wind and clouds and smoke, I look at Wujin. I'd like to leave you with infinite affection, because we are in the sea of eunuchs together.
As long as there is a confidant in the world, even if it is far away, as close as in the neighbor. Never break up at the fork in the road, like a small child as sad tears wet Pei towel.
The background of the composition of "Send Du Shaofu to Ren Shuzhou" was written by the author when he was in Changan.
Du Shaofu will go to Sichuan as an official, Wang Bo in Chang'an to see him off, when he gave him this farewell poem.
The first line is strict and neat, and the third and fourth lines are in a loose tone, with the real turning to the virtual, and the mood of the poem is tumultuous. The third line, "a close friend in the sea, the sky is like a distant land", is a strange peak, highly summarizes the "deep friendship, rivers and mountains are difficult to block", and the last line points out the theme of "send".
The whole poem is open and closed, air circulation, open-minded. The sadness and pathos in the farewell poem, the tone is bright and cheerful, the language is fresh and far-reaching, and the content is unique.
This poem washes away the sad and bitter state of the farewell poems in the past, reflecting the poet's lofty aspirations, open-mindedness and broad-mindedness.
At the beginning of his career, he was elected to the imperial examination and served as a counsellor in Guozhou. Afterward, he went to Hainan to visit his father and died of drowning and shock.
When he was a young man, he showed his talent, and Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, and Luo Binwang were famous for their literature and rhetoric, and were known as the "Four Heroes of the Early Tang Dynasty". He and Lu Zhaolin tried to change the poetic style of the time, which was characterized by the "competition for the slightest composition and carving" (see Yang Jiong's "Preface to Prince An Collection").
His poems tend to describe his personal life, but there are also a few that express political sentiments, imply dissatisfaction with the rich and powerful families, and the style is relatively fresh, but some of the poems are too flashy. His prose "Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion" is quite famous.
The original collection, has been lost, the Ming people edited the Prince of Peace Collection.
3. Warming proseThrough the warmth of spring, through the summer heat, send away the autumn high, ushered in the winter of the bright ......
"drip drip drip" of the rain, evoking the winter sunshine of my desire for that one. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of it. Although the winter sun is not as hot as the summer sun, not as warm as the spring sun, not as charming as the fall sun. However, it has a unique taste, is warm, is soft, is delicate ...... like a cup of coffee in the bitter sweet, like a rainbow after the storm, like a bridge on the edge of the cliff, like a strange bean in your heart......
Today In the morning, the sky cleared. The morning sun is like a naughty child, and I do hide and seek, hide and seek; there is like a new daughter-in-law just out of the door, shyly half-covered, strolling in the woods of the goat path, the sun through the tree seams, irradiation in the woods between the trees, appearing to be infinite harmony; shine on me, a warmth suddenly flowed into my heart; shine on the earth, sprinkled with a brilliant, a warm sunshine. The sunlight in the woods is not uniform, but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as the famous song played on the Van Shui Ling. Yellowish, turquoise leaves are interspersed, reflecting the dots of sunlight, sketching a beautiful picture.
Faithfully walking forward, secluded by the side of the road there is a quiet stream, the stream is not deep, you can clearly see the bottom of the sandstone and small fish and shrimp. The water flowed lazily, the creek is quiet, like a mirror, clearly reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, deep trees; the creek is alive, layers of scaly waves with the wind, accompanied by jumping sunshine, accompanied by my heart, in the chase, in the play; the creek is soft, the wind, ripples, like a windy silk ribbon. Standing at the edge of the stream, looking out at the distant mountains in the winter, the remote mountains, in the mist under the kiss of the hidden, doubly feel the tranquility and freshness. But see the clear water and turquoise, warm sunshine on the surface of the stream, glittering with broken gold like color, like millions of small fish jumping.
The light blue sky, a reddish evening sun, stained the western half of the day, stained the tree tops of the vague distant mountains, stained a few groups of foggy clouds, showing orange, pink and vermilion; the edge of the edge is also scattered out of many thin beams of light.
On the way home, accompanied not only by the sound of my footsteps, but also the round of the west to stay in my heart - the sunset. Although the winter sunset is not as colorful as the sunrise in the summer, but it falls below the horizon before, but also not forget to radiate a million sunsets. The setting sun shines on the roof, as if giving the roof a layer of gold color. Shining on the lake, the surface of the lake is flooded with layers of red waves; the setting sun hides in the thick clouds, as if giving the clouds a golden edge. Sunset gradually falling, she looked at the earth fondly, as if bidding farewell to the earth. Gradually, gradually, the sunset all hidden down, leaving only the reddish colored clouds floating in the sky, like a fairy, wearing a pink dress walking in the sky. Ah, the original winter sunshine so beautiful and mysterious; so gorgeous and colorful; so intoxicating, evocative ......
I love the winter sunshine, she will not be the cool explosion of the summer, not inferior to the spring warmth and splendor, not less than the autumn of the lofty romantic, she has a different kind of wonderful, more than one of the best style<
Warmth exists in everyone's heart.
Warmth comes from a holy heart.
Warmth is the need of every human being.
Warmth is the desire of every human being.
There are two kinds of warmth: the warmth of the body and the warmth of the heart.
Everyone has felt warmth at one time or another. It may be a roaring stove, a concerned look, a hand-me-down coat, or soft words.
Everyone has made warmth. Everyone has had energy. Everyone has given. People can release warmth all the time if they have the heart to do so.
Warmth is comfort.
Warmth is being needed.
Warmth is closeness.
Warmth is recognition.
Give warmth and you are warmer. Give care, and you will be cared for. Give happiness and you will be happier. It is a state of being.
Warmth is a possession of the heart. In warmth, one is not lost.
Warmth is created by people. Either it is oneself or someone else. If you rely only on the warmth of their own creation, it is often in the changing environment can not be adjusted to the time, suffered the blow of the cold, suffered the pain of the cold, and may also gradually lose confidence. If you rely only on the warmth created by others, then you will be like a baby who is not able to maintain its own body temperature, feel the cold more often, and be at a loss in front of the cold, afraid of the future, fear of life, and longing for, but hating, the surrounding society.
Warmth or not, it varies from person to person.
The warmth that comes from within is the real warmth.
In a grateful heart, full of thanks in the eyes, the holidays are always warm.
Gathering the power of the heart, people will be warm.
5. The topic of warmth essay proseWarmth is a guiding light in the dark night, so that people who have lost their way to the light; warmth is a fire in the snow, so that cold people feel the heat of the puffing; warmth is a rare drop of water in the desert, so that people with a dry mouth feel the sweetness.
Winter is coming, the sky snowflakes fluttering, to the earth paved with a layer of thick quilt. I strolled down the street, feeling extraordinarily cold, and from time to time covered my mouth with my hand, so as to warm up a bit.
Inadvertently, I found a smooth wall across the street pasted a few flyers and other paper, an old cleaner who looks forty or fifty years old with a brush dipped in water in the paper brush, and then carefully torn by hand.
Although it is on the opposite side, but still can clearly see, her hands are frozen red, the red, as if the fire.
After she had carefully removed several sheets of advertising paper, she continued to walk to another one. However, I saw that she raised her right hand, but stopped in the air, seemed to be fixed. Again, I saw her move closer to the wall, then she shook her head slightly and left.
What happened? Why isn't she clear of her? Is she being lazy? A series of questions floated through my head.
I was just about to go and see what was going on when I saw another skinny female cleaner approach the sheet. I thought she would remove the paper, but I didn't realize that she did exactly the same thing as the old cleaner: raised her right hand, fixed it in the air, shook her head slightly, and turned away.
Seeing this, I was even more puzzled, so I made up my mind to go and take a look.
After crossing the street, I came to the wall. In front of my eyes was a 'missing person notice'. It reads: Zhao Jie, 16 years old, male ......
Doubts were cleared, I understood everything in this instant. At this time, a stream of warmth surged to the heart, the snowflakes are still like goose feathers flying, Le I no longer feel cold, but feel extraordinarily warm.
Winter is cold. But he will also make people feel warm, as the two cleaners in general, the kind of strong warmth in this world, is derived from that fire like hot heart. It is this 'sacred' fire that ignites that heartfelt fragrance in my heart. I think its warmth is enough to haunt me for the rest of my life.
6. Help me write a poem about warmth (20 lines or less)There is a feeling called warmth
There is a longing for home
Where there is true love, there is sunshine
Where there is dedication, there is hope
When poor children step into the classroom of their yearning
This feeling is called warmth
When the people of the disaster area look forward to the life of the material
When the people of the disaster area are in need, there is hope.
When people in disaster-stricken areas are looking forward to living supplies
This kind of longing is the home
There are always sudden storms in life
Who always lifts up the small trees
There are ups and downs in life
Who passes on the love
To light a candle for you
So that you can feel the world's warmth
Singing a hopeful song for you
When poor children enter the classroom they long for
This feeling is called warmth
Let you return to your beautiful home
Give your love
Feel a better tomorrow
With a grateful heart
Let's pass on the civilization of love together
Hands closer together, hearts closer together
Dedication builds up the Great Wall of Harmony
Love raises more hope
Every little bird can spread out
Every little bird can spread out
Every little bird can spread out, but every little bird can spread out, and every little bird can spread out, but every little bird can spread out, but every little bird can spread out. > Every bird can spread its wings and fly
The gurgling water of Qiaoxiang township
The strong love of Wuyi township
The dew nourishes the fragrance of flowers and grasses
Everywhere, we are sprinkled with love and hope
Let's stretch out our arms of love
Breaking the waves of the new century
Let's continue to work together hand in hand
***Together! We will continue to work together to create a warm home.
7. Help me write a poem about the warmth of homeTitle: Warmth is not the fragrance of the spring breeze, not the singing of the warbler in the starry night, not the clear sky, not the blooming brightness of the sky, not the white clouds, not the white clouds, not the slow flow of the light of the sun, not the feasts, the laughter of the hearty and not the lingering in the Chang'an Ancient Rhythm, not the flower and shadow, not the symphony of the saddles and horses, not the warmth of the world, not the rain of sunshine, but the baptismal face, not the sallow fall wind, not the warmth of the world, not the rain of sunshine. The warmth of the world, but the faraway places, but the endless attachment of the faraway places, but the half-moon waves in the tide of the end of the world, the warmth of the time, but the rare boat ride, but the rare boat ride, but the rare boat ride, but the rare boat ride, but the rare boat ride, and the faintly flickering lamps on the other side in the midst of the perplexity, and the warmth of the time, but not as much as the clothes of the cloth, but the clothes of the grains of the cloth, but not as much as the deep mountains and the deep valleys, and the echoing thunder of the nine heavens, and the warmth of the warmth, but the warmth, but the warmth, but the warmth, but the warmth, but the warmth of the empty, empty world. So, I bid farewell to warmth, I wandered in the breezes of the East Ledge, indifferent to the arrogance of the world, and so, with a gaze that was deep and profound, I dissected the meridians of the world, analyzed the desolation of the people, and even the poetic lines of emotion, and I suddenly realized that warmth was only the desire of the ordinary people, the inexplicable, the helpless, and the beautiful scenery constructed by the spirit and the flesh. From that moment on, I was melancholy, melancholy about my desires, and from that moment on, I worried about my fear of warmth's visit, and from that moment on, I was cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, and rich in the warmth of the world, and from that moment on, I was cold and cold. From then on, I was cold and unfound, and from then on, I cheered and jumped, I was intoxicated and sang, I rode a crane and blew a blowjob, and I went fishing in a boat, fishing in an ethereal harbor, so that the heart, which is so high up and excited, can no longer roam and wander.
8. Poetry or Prose on Happiness1 Sweetness comes from bitterness
Cherries are good to eat and trees are planted, and if you want to enjoy happiness, you have to open up the canals,
The waist is tied with a rope and the brazier is beaten, and the cannon shakes the mountains and the river and the water comes from the river.
The water from the Red Flag Canal went into the fields, and the seedlings grew green and colorful.
A power station was built at Grave Head Ridge, and electric lights were installed in every house.
Once the sun went down, the electric gate was opened, and the radio tube was sung up.
The radio tube was sung up.
Iron cows are running all over the place, and everyone is laughing.
Sweetness comes from bitterness, and red flowers bloom every year.
The water of the Red Flag Canal is turning over
The water of the Red Flag Canal is turning over
The members are smiling.
The water on the top of the mountain has generated electricity, and the water on the dry land has turned into good land.
The water from the canal is so comfortable and sweet that you can drink a few mouthfuls of it.
The Red Flag Ditch water is flowing endlessly, and I can't stop singing about it.
Always follow the **** production party, happy life is boundless.
3 Red Flag Drainage Channel
Red Flag Drainage Channel, long and wide, curved around the line of the mountain,
string of countless high mountains, across a thousand rivers and ditches,
Along the way all the rocky shore, cliffs and more difficult.
Hard work can train heroes, the more bitter heroes will be stronger,
Hard work plus skillful work, a foot kicked down ten thousand mountains,
Drinking order to line the mountains to make way, I bring Zhangshui home.
Along the way to build a power station, lights and speakers together,
Irrigation of the county ten thousand hectares, the farmers heart like honey sweet,
From now on, a good harvest is guaranteed, happy life ten thousand years.
4 What a wonderful night
With my wife
Singing, playing the piano, barbecuing
My daughter's laughter came in bursts
It made us realize that we were in a cabin by the sea in the midst of the blossoms of happiness
You made me a good meal
And I wrote poems for you
My daughter drew her own fairy tale
Life can be a great success.
Life can be so much fun
Seeds are planted in the spring
Fruits are harvested in the fall
Home-brewed wine
Makes us believe
That we can feed ourselves
We don't need a high-rise building
We don't have a limousine
We don't eat expensively packaged snacks.
We can still
make ourselves incredibly happy
We believe
that even sickness can be surrendered to love
that even storms can be weathered with both hands
that I, my wife, and my daughter
give the world a reason to be good
and that we can get away from the hustle and bustle of the world
because we can. It's because
we love each other so y in our hearts, so close to each other
we live happily like this