The paradise in my heart I want to escape from this troublesome world and go to a place where peach blossoms bloom. There, the seasons are like spring, food and clothing, quiet environment, life is comfortable, no worries, no hooks and corners, no loss, no honor, nobility, that is a place called the paradise of the world. I searched and searched and searched, southeast and northwest, not knowing where to go, in order to find it. In my dream, I found it, but found affection, love, friendship, too much reluctance, too many ties, too many can not let go. Let me hesitate, painful struggle. So doomed, I can only be in this world, struggling hard, serious life! I hope to be in the heart, to develop a piece of the world's paradise of the Holy Land. So, in order to the heart of the piece of paradise, no matter how difficult and tired, I have to be positive and optimistic to meet the sun every day, I have to be down-to-earth every step I have to be happy and joyful every day, away from decadence, away from complaining, away from the disease ***, away from the whining, I believe that one day, I can find my heart of the piece of paradise! To that day, I would like to share with all my favorite, love my friends, together, success, joy, together, the paradise of my heart!
Essay "The paradise in my heart"The pursuit of a round of red sun, will be a strong body into the mountains to hold it up by; the pursuit of a dream, will be all the blood of the heart into the horizon to meet it; the pursuit of a success, will be the strength of self-confidence into the scenery to show it. Pursuer on the road, his head in the hot sun feet on the yellow earth, let the sun in the dark chest, let the heat wave sandwiched between the dry dust, wrapped in the embrace forward, to go how far? I don't know.
How far to go? I don't know. With that hot heart, dripping with the blood of perseverance, and containing the undying pursuit of his heart, he continued to walk forward.
The pursuer walks calmly, walks firmly, walks persistently, walks confidently and bravely.
The pursuer entered the Gobi and walked towards the desert. He met an old man, who said, "Young man, don't go forward, there are gravel in front of you, it will wear out your feet.
"The pursuer smiled brightly:" The goal of my pursuit ahead, there is my ideal, what gravel, what coarse sand, let them wear my feet! Let the line of blood that drips down turn into a grain of seed.
When I find the sweet spring, this is the oasis.
" He is still walking forward without stopping, still walking calmly, firmly, walking persistently, confidently, bravely, but in exchange for the sun and heat waves.
The pursuer's lips were dry and cracked, his feet were worn and swollen, and he fainted, but in that vague vision, it was as if he saw an oasis and hope.
The sands of the wind said to him, "Rest, victory lies ahead.
"The seeker said, "No! The more you are at the end, the less you can relax.
Only by being strong can I find the victory that is truly mine.
"The seeker dragged his tired body and slowly climbed towards the oasis.
This is the way of life of the pursuer, this is the life track of the survivor! The pursuit of the oasis in the heart, the pursuit of the ideal in the distance, the storm is not terrible, the darkness is not terrible! Nothing can block the path of pursuit! You, I, we, are in pursuit of their own dreams, although our footsteps are still very tender, our road is still very long, but as long as we are like the pursuit of the same, there is an oasis in the heart, there is a view from afar, then, your time and time again, the courage to fight, will be exchanged for a road of beautiful scenery ...... Change the oasis into peach blossom garden from the poet to express The feelings of the poet to write probably from: the poet wrote a beautiful paradise expressed the pursuit of peace at that time the beautiful life, reflecting the chaos of the society at that time turbulence, frequent wars and the poet's dissatisfaction with the society of that era PS: you then to the poet at that time the background of the society to be outlined in the heart of the paradise of the world Everyone has a secret garden in their hearts, which is loaded with countless kinds of happiness, anger and sadness.
I also have a "paradise" in my heart, which is unique and has a lot of flowers that have not yet opened.
Who wants to go into my "paradise" with me? Please follow me on the time and space express, let it carry you in the "peach" in the tour it.
An elegant bamboo forest, a blossoming peach blossom forest, a charming purple lavender, and a variety of colorful flowers in the rolling hills of the village blossomed in the breath of spring.
The sky is blue, the mountains are green, the slopes and plains are transformed into a sea of beautiful flowers, purple, pink, white and green ...... The breeze is fresh and the aroma is overwhelming.
In the flowers, scattered arrangement of wooden benches, the most suitable for lovers to sit down and whisper.
In the promenade, there are lavender tea, rose tea, jasmine tea, etc., family and friends can enjoy tea while enjoying the flowers.
There is no worldly hatred there, no worldly rivalry, and no worldly money and interests.
If someone really lives there, how happy they are, just like Tao Yuanming's paradise.
Every day, they still have to go down to the ground.
Maybe some people say, since this is a fairy tale world, you can make it up, you can change it, why do you still have to go down to the ground? I can tell you that a good life back to make people fall, and the fairy tale world should mold a hard-working person.
Here too, no one hunts those friends of mankind - animals.
Everything in the world lives together, never killing, never misunderstanding.
No one will destroy this harmony, no one will destroy this peaceful "music".
I have often thought about the realization of the beauty of the orchard, the dream of the paradise.
I believe that as long as we give our heart, pour love and mutual understanding, this beauty will not be just a beautiful fairy tale hidden in the depths of the heart.
The paradise in my heart, that is a happy and joyful place.
There, there is no quarrel between people, everyone can get along harmoniously, everyone's status is equal, no matter how high or low you are, no matter how old or small you are, everyone can live together in harmony.
Look at three or two groups of people hand in hand, boys are going to lead the rolled-up sleeves, girls wearing extremely bright summer clothes, short hair flowing, soft laughter, from the water, from the evening wind, very romantic and dashing.
Walking into the embrace of nature, the blue sky flying a few birds, the chirping sound, woke up the sleeping sun of the night, the lush forest, which has a clump of brightly colored flowers, there are red, yellow, purple, pink ...... Some of the flowers are spirited, and some of the flowers are still kneading their slumbering eyes, stretched a lazy ...... Here there are also many cute little animals, rabbits jumping happily, monkeys tugging on tree branches swinging, puppies and kittens in the joyful play ...... At this time, the clever little monkey shouted:" Our good friends (humans) are here!" The little rabbit, the little cat ...... all play games with their good friends.
This is the place of happiness and joy, I look forward to the day to come soon, we should protect the environment, love animals, so that our world will be more beautiful! After learning the "Peach Blossom Garden" let me can not help but fantasize about that imaginary paradise.
The paradise in my mind is a place of tranquility, peace, no oppression, no exploitation, where everyone lives and works in peace and happiness.
If there is such a world: there are birds and flowers, everyone's face is full of happiness; there are no earthquakes, tsunamis and other natural disasters, the four seasons are like spring; there is a clear river, the fish are free to swim freely; there are a lot of green trees, there are many big trees, and every family's garden has a planting tree and other flowers; there are birds will not be killed by hunters, but with human beings to live together peacefully and friendly, and there are many trees living in the trees, and there are many people who live in the trees. with mankind, and many birds live in all the trees.
If there were a world where there were no wars, where yellow people, black people, and white people all respected each other, loved each other, and were never in love with each other, there would never be, in fact, a world where everyone was as close as one...
I want to escape from this troubled world and go to a place where peach blossoms bloom.
There, the seasons are like spring, food and clothing, quiet environment, life is comfortable, no worries, no fighting, no loss, no honor, no inferiority or superiority, that is a place called the paradise of the world.
I searched and searched and searched, south-east, north-west, I do not know where to go, in order to find it.
In my dream, I found it, but found that affection, love, friendship, too much reluctance, too many ties, too much to let go.
Let me hesitate and struggle in pain.
So destined, I can only be in this world, struggling hard, serious life! I hope to be in the heart, to develop a piece of the world's holy land.
So, in order to the heart of the piece of paradise, no matter how difficult and tired, I have to be positive and optimistic to meet the sun every day, I have to be down-to-earth every step I have to be happy and happy every day, away from the decadence, away from complaining, away from the disease ***, away from the whining, I believe that one day, I can find my heart of the piece of paradise! To that day, I would like to share with all my favorite, love my friends, together, success, joy, together to share, the paradise of my heart!
My "paradise" essay 800 words child
My "paradise" by the mountains and the water, the clear ripples of the lake is like a young girl's eyes, set in a large green field.
The lake shore willow, lightly brushing the water.
In the distance, the mountains are winding, the road is long, and the houses are scattered.
This is probably the paradise in most people's minds.
But that's not mine.
My "paradise" and Tao Yuanming's may not be in the same category.
It's not flat, it's not pretty; it has no mystery, no limits; it has no men and women who "go to and fro", and no villagers who "don't know where they are".
What it has is a group of junior high school students who are neither small nor large, contradictory and reckless.
It is better to say that this is mine alone, than that it is everyone's.
It's not just me, it's a group of people.
Its geographic location is also an oxymoron, neither belongs to the fifth floor of the school, nor the fourth floor, it is so circled between the two floors, so that we are also as difficult as the scientists who judged the platypus in the end what is very difficult.
Fifth floor? Fourth floor? That's the question.
When we argued for this, and troublesome time, but unanimously called up the 4.5 floor, this "paradise" also finally have a name.
"Later go to the 4.5 floor oh.
"Whether I pass by L's seat, or she passes by my seat, we always have a smile, a warm reminder, don't forget to have an appointment later.
And then, holding hands, "stomp" up the 4.5 floor.
L is a very righteous person, but always like to bully himself.
But I don't feel bad about it, but in this kind of time, I filtered out the boredom of the day, to get rid of all the things brought by the exams, or happy, or sad.
L was actually quite pretty, especially those eyes, clear and bright, like those of a young horse; her eyes, a little light gray, a gray like a dove's wings, they were very gentle, very pleasant, as if remembering something good.
She would always point out something funny to me, and she would always tell me something new.
Following her finger, I always gained one happy thing after another.
Together we would grin and laugh at the jokes we heard; at the strange gestures; at the things that happened.
We will also play someone together, standing at the window, heart silent count: 1, 2, 3, and then yell the name of someone downstairs, and then after a swift hiding, covering his mouth to sneak fun, smile like the afternoon sunshine sprinkled on the edge of the porcelain.
"Let's go, it's time for class.
"L said softly.
I looked at my watch, ten seconds to go, and mentally started counting down.
Ten.
The wind blew in through the broken window, brushing my eyebrows one by one, and L's hair fluttered in the wind, and everything was so gentle.
ix.
Gray pigeons flew from one side of the roof to the other.
Eight.
The big, beautiful, deep green trees gave off the pungent scent of a thick, long-lasting tree, swaying in a small patch of particularly dazzling sunlight on the ground.
vii.
One sycamore leaf was falling, floating, floating, like a dance.
Six.
The sunlight is banded and silent between the trees that have withered and those that are trying desperately to grow upward, and the silhouettes of the long branches are swaying and swaying in it.
V.
The sound of leaves striking against each other.
Four.
The sound of the wind seemed to be audible, a sound so faint as to be almost transparent, and it sounded like the singing of many people in a distant place, a holy and warm song.
Hallelujah.
Three.
The girl with the braided hair chasing the boy who bullies her.
Two.
The image of one running away and the other chasing forms a freeze frame.
One.
The soft murmur of the second hand.
The soft murmur of the second hand, and the melodious sound of class *** finally strikes.
Perhaps the place where the L is, is my "paradise".
Everyone has a strong yearning for nature, attachment, and everyone has their own picture of nature in their heart.
The picture may have ten thousand hectares of blue waves, there may be forest paths, there may be a white moon in the sky ...... I gently closed my eyes, my mind came to my heart's paradise ...... The sunlight outside the window stung my eyes.
Like last night just after a rain, the sky is blue as a wash, the sky floating clouds leisurely floating, occasionally heard the raucous voice of the birds.
I threw my eyes to the distant sky, under the shelter of the deep blue, floating drifting white clouds, leisurely to the extreme.
Looking at it, the heart issued an unspeakable envy.
I came to the grassland, a sea of green into my eyes, there is an unspeakable beauty, I can not help but marvel: too beautiful too beautiful.
I closed my eyes, lying on this ocean, breathing the fresh fragrance emitted by the grass, enjoying the grass with a soft body to bring me comfort, listening to the grass and the wind sister together with the joyful singing and dancing to their hearts' content issued by more beautiful than heavenly music ...... grasses are broken teeth, even if the Pressing the ten thousand pounds of huge stones, but also to continue to grow, this is the strength and firm belief of the grass.
A piece of light fragrance of the cherry blossom fell on my forehead, I opened my eyes, pick up the cherry blossom on my forehead, look to the cherry blossom trees on both sides of the prairie, the wind sister is also the same as me to appreciate the beautiful cherry blossoms, so that *** of the cherry blossoms, like a group of stars escaped from the illusory court of heaven, return to the ground of the sinking solid, is more like a beautiful and weak destiny, because of the resistance to the storm and the loss of the fall in the The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest and most important thing you need to do.
The cherry blossoms are in full bloom.
They are a kind of cherry tree that cannot be named: some are light pink, like a shy red cheek; some branches are red and white, like a tree of peach blossoms; some are a tree of white, they all look like they have a disease, pale.
The cherry blossoms are beautifully helpless, beautifully ostentatious, and transcendentally beautiful.
The life of the cherry blossom is not as long as that of the grass, but as short-lived.
However, in spite of this, the cherry blossoms are still blooming so bright, moving, did not complain about their own misfortunes, the existence of fifty deaths, even if it is fading, but also risked the beauty of the poignant, with a light step in the air is standing in the most beautiful magic, as if a playful elves, so that it is difficult to imagine that it is in the face of disappearance.
It still smiles, until the moment it falls to the ground are never sad.
The blossoming and falling of cherry blossoms may be just a moment, but in my heart it has become an eternity.
Although the cherry blossom is not as long as the grass, it has the same faith as the grass.
The sky is getting dark, and the sadness of dusk is also following the thick.
I stood on the bank of the river, looking sideways at the receding red clouds in the sky, and the setting sun, until I returned to reality.
Beautiful sentences describing the paradise
I suddenly came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of paces along the bank, with no trees in it, and the grass was fresh and beautiful, and the fallen flowers were colorful.
Hundreds of paces between the banks, no trees, beautiful grass, colorful fallen flowers.
I suddenly met the peach blossom forest, hundreds of paces between the banks, in no miscellaneous trees I directly to the article to you, you pick one of the heart of the paradise Mr. Zhou Guoping has written a "rich quiet", I read very much like, in the excerpts of the book to do a full of excerpts, almost the whole text! Perhaps it is the baptism of time so that I gradually lost the pursuit of the power of the outer world of flamboyance, but more and more eager to slowly fly to the green netherworld to go in that represents the rich spiritual world of the stars.
Maybe that's why I like "Rich Quiet" so much! But I tried to find other reasons.
Because I know that there are deeper and more fundamental reasons within myself that have made such a change in me.
And I'm not a person who doesn't like to get to the bottom of things.
At night, I walked in the lights on the busy street, raised his head, full of brilliant neon illumination of my dizziness, really can not stand.
So I asked the world, it told me it changed.
People living in it will forget the friendship for the benefit of power, forget the nature of each other, and compete with each other in a bloodbath, and each of the horse and mind, six God, stormy.
And so the quarrels, the machinations, and the intrigues became more and more rampant, occupying people's hearts and minds.
With the question of why the world has come to this, I went back to the heart.
I pondered this question y one late night.
People are so caught up in the vortex of the world that it is their own fault! The temptations of the outside world are too great, and people are subjectively willing to accept the benefits and interests, so they are hooked up with the soul and lost their nature.
Their world is rich, but it is so rich and noisy that it is even boring.
I am perhaps not yet grown up, can not completely understand the purpose of their doing so, perhaps also the mind is mature enough! I'm not like those people, and I don't want to pursue those worldly things.
My heart is still quiet when the majority, not the General Assembly was troubled by those worldly disputes, so in my heart privately operated a paradise.
Maybe not as much as Tao Yuanming imagined, but for me, it's enough.
That is a place where I can calmly savor the bitterness and sweetness of tea, smell the fragrance of flowers and grasses, and listen to the pleasant song of oriole.
Living in a big city, it's great to have such a "place" for me.
When I think about it, I understand why I like the article so much.
Everything is the result of the state of mind, what kind of state of mind, have what kind of world! I like the quiet like to get rid of the outside world of the temptation of fame and fortune, I also like to rich, it is because of the treasure of the inner spiritual world.
As for, many people are still in the money hurt, hurt friendship, hurt themselves, but also by their not free of earthly disturbances of the mind control, see only so realistic world, six roots are not pure! I hope they can build their own "paradise" as soon as possible! In the fall, the trees withered and the leaves fell, the grass was yellow and the people were sparse, perhaps most people will be sentimental about the pain of twilight.
But with a peaceful mind to look at all this, and why not for the restitution, quiet, reincarnation of the beautiful it? Let the mind such as the water in the lake, deep party to get quiet, quiet party can be far-reaching, in pursuit of their own spiritual world! The blue ripples, green water surrounded by, no silk and bamboo mess ear, no paperwork of labor penalty.
A ring followed by a ring, the breeze whisked by, seems to have thousands of sadness, ripples in the lake.
The prairie is like the sea! It's just more silent than the sea; the grassland is like a painting without a frame, so vast that you can't see the edge.
The climate of the plateau is so inscrutable.
Suddenly happy, suddenly angry; suddenly the wind is full of sky, suddenly calm and motionless.
The spring on the plateau is as short as a rabbit's tail, a flash will be gone.
There is also a thin river on the grassy plains, exposed to the sunlight, and from a distance, it looks like a glowing silver necklace.
The falling rain, like a hazy smoke, covered the Huaihe River plain that stretches for thousands of miles.
In the mountains, the golden rapeseed flowers interspersed with green wheat seedlings make up a beautiful picture of spring, so people marveled.
The sky is clear and the sun is shining.
The spring girl is so sunny that she squints her eyes.
The new green leaves and the mist and smoke of the fields are like her clothes.
With her springtime pace, the green grass, breaking out of the ground, simply to stand out of the top of the foot ... The western sky appeared more red than the fat doll's face and delicate pink.
The sun is the reddest around, and the red is so charming.
The red spread in all directions, spreading half of the sky, and gradually faded from one layer to another until it turned grayish white.
A soft, transparent, clear, moist air floated in the sky.
The night shrouded the grassland, a disk of full moon flashed out from the fish scale-like cloud gap, the grassland filled with hazy moonlight, like a light silver mist rising up.
A rolling plain stretched out under the sky, without hills, as calm as the sea on a calm day.
A vast prairie, so large that it knew no boundaries, the breeze holding up the aroma emanating from the soil, blowing large swaths of crops like rippling waves.
After the rain of the grassland, wildflowers compete, like a piece of flower headscarf just soaked in water, even the dewdrops are colorful! Looking from afar, the grass is a mass of white clouds writhing, it turned out that this is the pasture of the sheep, a white, fat and lovely, so that the grassland is more vibrant
"My worldly paradise" rush ！！！！
Such an article do not just think of copying, to have their own emotions, other people's articles thought and your own thought is not the same, others hope is not necessarily what you hope, but this article is also good to write.
This is an imaginary article, you can put some of the bad habits of life, or their own bad things in the article as much as possible to embellish, or to express their own feelings.
You can show all the good things in this "paradise".
Once you write an essay, you want to copy, to the exam, classroom essay how to do? You may say, copied and memorized, but this is to steal the results of others, so the article to write their own, or to those who decide the fate of the time, you will regret.
That's my advice.
It's okay if you don't give me points, I just hope you can stand on your own two feet.
The world outside the paradise in my heart
The world outside the paradise, originally refers to the isolation from the real society, the life of the ideal realm of peace and happiness.
Later, it also refers to a place where the environment is quiet and the life is comfortable.
The paradise in my heart can be a beautiful morning - the morning sun gently rolled up the dark night curtain, the original dark forest ushered in the first meter of the morning sunshine, it seems to be very far from the sun, and only exudes a beam of weak white light.
However, it stretched out its arms and summoned its companions, and in a moment's time, it went from the stream by the cabin in the west; to the endless emerald green meadows in the center; to the foothills of the towering mountains in the east.
Light! It's all lit up! Mischievous beige sunlight played hide-and-seek with the green grass through the trees; dandelions swayed in the wind as if they were going to float to the sun; and the fallen leaves on the ground looked colorful under the light.
The paradise in my heart can be a quiet night - the sea breeze blowing my face, walking barefoot on the beach, I can feel the warmth and dryness of the sand grains on the surface and loose, but also feel the wetness and coolness of the sand grains under the next layer and solid.
The sun was about to set in the west, and the flaming red sky made the water shimmer, the oily coconut leaves lapped at each other, and the water lapped at the coastal reefs, occasionally caressing the beach and coating it in a crystal-like film.
After a while, the sky gradually darkened down, the beach houses around the neon lights, the original blue sea water stained with a variety of colors.
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... Yiran ZiLe, fall Ying colorful,, chicken and dog heard, the world outside the paradise to choose any three words to write a paragraph two ...
落英缤纷,阡陌交通,怡然自乐,世外桃源, 豁然頓开朗黃发垂髫 无人问津 鸡犬相闻 Explanation 落英缤纷:落花繁繁:落花繁多的样子.
阡陌交通 ：田间小路交错相同。
怡然自乐 ： Describes a comfortable, happy and contented look.
Worldly Paradise : A place that is not influenced by the outside world.
crematorium : An open and bright realm appears in front of the eyes at once.
Yellow hair on hair : Old people and children.
No one asks for anything : Describing that things have been left out in the cold and no one asks about them.
Chickens and Dogs Hear Each Other : Chickens and dogs can hear each other.
The green silk strip is too weak to defeat the warbler.
Han Yu, one of the eight great masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, said, "There is no wind on the pool, and the sunshine is falling, and the poplars are flying after the sunny days: it is poor to be in spring every year, and it is hard for them to get up again and again to sleep, and they are attracted to the infinite love of the spring breeze.
The snowflakes are so busy, his "Pool on the flotsam" can be described as a work of incisive, the February spring wind like scissors.
Bai Juyi's "willow branch" will be the early spring of the new willow's hovering lightly you this is what I mean oh.
Zhou Zhihui of the Qing Dynasty has a poem "willow".
The poem: "Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah".
A long flute river haggard evening, looking back to the vastness of a few trees smoke!
Silk of sadness with the wind mess, Maundy jade with the rain Yan, described in detail? You want to find Tao Yuanming, "the world outside the paradise" or to find a poem written about the willow tree, oh, to observe the shape of the willow flakes is very detailed.
For will be fiber quality Ling Qing mirror, wet but no dome can not return?
The first thing you need to do is to look for the willow tree in the poem, and then you can see that the willow tree is not there.
The old ferry wants to hold the traveler's anchor, the departure pavilion to give the traveler a whip, ten thousand hanging down the green silk sash.
I don't know who cuts out the leaves.
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