My hometown, I am in charge! Wuzhong, a paradise in my eyes.
Wuzhong in my eyes is a watermelon factory with big watermelons everywhere. We are all sitting on watermelons, carefree and hungry, bending over and eating watermelons; If you are thirsty, take a sip of watermelon juice; Tired, just lie down and sleep, and there are big leaves blocking the sun; If you are injured, as long as you apply the watermelon skin to the wound, the pain will disappear immediately ... Everyone lives in a huge watermelon house, living together, working together, playing together, and lasting forever.
Wuzhong in my eyes is a foggy place. Looking up, the clouds are above. Just jump up and you can catch a big cloud. People made many things with clouds, including trembling rabbits; A majestic tiger; Naughty and lovely little monkey; Lazy pig ... everyone lives in a cloud house and eats cloud bread, and it's always daytime here, without darkness and bad people. Everything is as pure and beautiful as white clouds.
Wuzhong in my eyes is a big hot pot, and people here grow up eating hot pot. To them, hot pot is like white rice we eat every day. But the people here are straightforward and enthusiastic, and they won't lie. Maybe this is why they eat hot pot for a long time. They are as enthusiastic as hot pot, there is almost no difference between winter and summer, and it is very hot, except that it will snow when eating hot pot in winter! By the way, there is also a special dish-seafood (whatever) hot pot hail chocolate! How's it going? Want to eat hahaha!
I love my hometown. It's not ridiculous to say heaven, at least in my eyes. When you leave your hometown, you will understand that it is good and cannot be separated from it. I hope tomorrow in my hometown will be better. Wuzhong, I'll guard!
Pyramids have mysterious power and contain life. Seen from the plane, this pyramid is an isosceles triangle. People go up along the east slope, and when it's time to go down, they go down along the west slope and return to the horizon of life. The waist length of the east and the west divides life into two different parts.
Upward life pursues things related to survival, while downward life pursues things related to life. They are different.
Everyone has a different life, but they have the same life. Everyone has his own highest point, but the starting point is different. Which is more expensive, diamonds or water? Different people have different answers, and different environmental feelings are different. Some things are not what others say, but what you feel is the most important thing. Living in different material worlds will eventually lead to the same spiritual world. Companions are made in the next round of sunrise in the blue sky, and there is nothing to envy or be complacent about. When there is time, there is profit, and when it reaches the extreme, it becomes empty. The moon in the night sky is like this, and so is gossip.
Some people have experienced life in the East, while others are experiencing it. People who have passed by are very lucky, worthy of learning and admiration, climbing to the highest point on the slope of life and turning over the highest point; We are also lucky when we walk, because it is easier to follow the footsteps of our predecessors. It's nothing to do well in the first half of your life. It's a real hero to do well in the part from the highest point down. Standing at the highest point doesn't mean glory, and don't be sad at the bottom. There is always a ups and downs in life. If no one walks along the horizon, there will be a tortuous life.
Upward life, both physically and mentally, tends to peak, which is also the most perfect period of life and the most memorable period, so don't relax in this period of life. Downward life, the body and energy are gradually declining. This stage is the time for us to recharge our batteries and relax completely. This is closely related to the previous life. We can't appreciate what we haven't experienced, just like waiting for the next life, full of fantasy.
Just like the mystery of the pyramid, there is a great power buried in everyone's heart. Play it out in the triangle life.
It seems that everyone thinks that a father loves mountains and a mother loves water. But in my opinion, my father is more like a warm drizzle in March, which falls on me imperceptibly. But it is the best nutrition for the newly sprouted new grain in the field.
Last week, the monthly exam just ended, and the results that have finally improved have regressed. I sat alone in my room without saying a word. "Click" is the sound of the door locking, and he is back. In the mind a tight, a little flustered. I don't know why. Growing up, my biggest fear was my father. Obviously, I am happy at home all day, and sometimes I am naive, but I still can't get close to him.
"Knock, knock" is the sound of the heel hitting the floor, and then the bed board sinks slightly, and Yu Guang catches a glimpse of a familiar figure. I made up my mind not to talk for a while anyway. "What's the matter?" A deliberately low voice came from my ear, just like an ordinary friend's' inquiry', with a hint of curiosity and a hint of doubt. In a flash, all my defenses were defeated and I surrendered without a fight.
All the grievances and depression poured out together, and tears instantly broke through the defense line, overflowing from the eyes and falling one by one. He seemed frightened by my reaction, straightened up and asked cautiously, "What's the matter?" ? I didn't speak, just hung my head and let my tears wet my clothes. You know you're a mess without looking. "Hey!" A man left the edge of the bed and quickly walked out of the room "pile by pile", followed by slightly hurried footsteps. I saw two paper towels through the thick water curtain.
Leng leng, I took the tissue and wiped the tears in my eyes. I kept my head down and kept silent. "Are you unhappy?" Another question, without a trace of blame, is just as peaceful as chatting, but it makes my eyes hot. I quickly wiped away the tears that were about to overflow and shook my head at random. On the other hand, he obviously doesn't believe it. "If you are unhappy, you should say it. What can't be said between us? " Hearing this, I was possessed, and the secret hidden in my heart was shaken out like a bean. He listened quietly, without interruption, but expressed his views and opinions after I stopped talking: "There are always some things in this world that you can't escape, just like if I hate the company, can I not go to work?" Impossible, you have to learn to accept, even endure ... "Still in a gentle tone, with his life experiences and detailed narration, gently soothe my out-of-control and even slightly injured heart, and every word he said is deeply imprinted in my mind.
I listened quietly and learned everything I needed from his easy-to-understand examples. Although this conversation lasted less than two hours, it taught me a lot about the necessity of growing up. The tone that echoed in my ears over and over again coincided with his childhood, and I found that he had never taught me easily for so many years. It just happened to lead me back to the right path when I got lost. He seldom talks, but he is always with me.
It is my honor to have such a father's love! To have such a father must have saved the galaxy in a previous life!
Composition 4 of the second day of junior high school is only a moment, short, but worthwhile. -inscription
That night, I took a candle and swam in Tan Yuan at night. But I got something that helped me find some future paths.
That night, the moonlight was blowing gently, and the candle in my hand was like a drunken dancer, swaying, in the dark, but in the same strain as the moon. Looking at the whole garden, the moonlight like water will cover the pavilions in the garden with a layer of silver. Looking back, I saw "the sky above the court is like water." I don't know whether I crossed the moonlight in the garden or the moonlight crossed my foggy garden. But this vague scene soon made me a little tired. I am eager to see the white epiphyllum in my dream.
After a while, I saw the epiphyllum of the whole garden happen to coincide, and flowers were exposed one after another. What shy women those are! Since June, they have been guarding the boudoir day by day, brushing their temples and dyeing their lips, wearing hairpins and hanging clothes. Finally, they came down to the moonlight at the invitation of Yue Ming. If you look at a flower carefully, you can see a white star hanging in front of each flower. After that star, the silver hairpin is like a forest under the moon, hiding the deep eyes of the night. All the white petals surround such delicate eyes. Petals vary in shape, from lotus petals to magnolia petals, and then from magnolia petals to willow leaves. Round and round, stacked, there are refined lotus flowers, noble orchids and soft willows. The colors are white and gold, echoing the moonlight, revealing noble and elegant colors. This is the flower of the moon and the flower of the night. I can't help but be fascinated by her sinking fish and falling geese. However, after looking around the park for half an hour, the whole Yuan Tan Garden was in a state of depression. After seeing it once, most of them had thanked them. I feel sorry for her. Is it silly to wait so long for a beautiful moment? Is it deep?
I can't help thinking, life is too short, should it be easy or fierce? It's really hard to choose, but of course, people who are at ease don't have to suffer for their ambitions, dreams or even desires, but they certainly won't reach the peak because of their struggle, whether mentally or materially. Compared with the plain life of white water, I would rather grow and exist as tenacious as epiphyllum. '
I have several rings and nicks on me.
Me, Xiao Lin and me
I am a jujube tree, which was planted the day my master's son Kobayashi was born. The host took the homonym of "jujube tree" and hoped that Kobayashi could "make achievements early". Xiao Lin and I are thriving. Every year when Kobayashi celebrates his birthday, he will draw a shallow mark on me with a knife, which, in his father's words, declares that I have crossed a milestone in my life! Today, I am flourishing, 14 ring, 14 notch. But Xiao Lin, did you have a good time in the distance?
Second, happy days.
Before the arrival of 1 1, the owner's family was quite harmonious and Kobayashi grew up healthily. He is a clever boy and everyone likes him very much. And I also have a strange tacit understanding with him. I was already very tall at that time. In spring, I overflowed with flowers and filled the air, accompanying Xiao Lin to sleep. In summer, I provide shade for him, in autumn, I offer the sweetest fruit, and in winter, I silently accumulate strength.
Third, mutation
However, everything became so sudden that Kobayashi's parents started quarreling again and again, and the only cups left on the coffee table blossomed at Kobayashi's feet. Finally, one rainy evening, in Kobayashi's hoarse cry, my mother left home cruelly. At the same time, I also left the last solitary leaf. The north wind roared past, taking away happiness and leaving endless troubles.
Father's work is getting busier and busier, and he often travels. Kobayashi has learned to take care of himself and stand on his own feet, but at the same time, his personality is undergoing subtle changes. I had 15 nicks on my body at that time. I clearly remember that on the night of his father's business trip, Kobayashi came back very late, drunk, smoking and coughing. I was shocked. How did he become like this! I shook the branch desperately and told him it was wrong. But no matter how worried I am, I can only make a faint rustle. The moon went deep into the clouds.
Fourth, depravity
The noise of the city drowned his purity and innocence, and the wind in the rainy season gradually wetted his thoughts. Kobayashi makes me feel strange, and that kind of tacit understanding has already sunk into the lake of memory. I can't bloom as brightly as before, which makes me feel guilty, because I haven't realized my value yet. Gradually, he began to bring some foul-mouthed friends to dinner, touch each other, have a cup of tea and have a party every night. Someone once looked at me with malicious intent and said, "This is a good piece of wood …" The more I don't understand human beings, the less I can tolerate each other because of a little thing, and lose everything because of a little interest. I live in fear every day.
The bleak autumn wind rolled up the withered yellow leaves around. In the wind, an old man with white hair was holding a bowl of cooked food, and his clothes were stained with tears. In mid-air, a low and faint whisper, like a call from outside Qianshan, is looming, vague and familiar. Who's calling there? Who is whispering there? Who wants to seize the lost years? Who sighs alone in the autumn wind? Looking at the cemetery full of graves, the wind is silent, the clouds are speechless, and the faint acacia is paid in the west wind. Who will get it?
The past blows with the wind, and my thoughts gradually return to the past. Fifteen years old, what an exciting age! At that time, he was ambitious and heroic. He wanted to look up to the sky and look at the moon, and went to sea to take care of jiaozi. Young Ling Yunzhi showed his mind. The draft order came, without hesitation. In the reluctant eyes of their families, they packed their bags, rode their whips and disappeared into the sky.
When I came to the frontier to take up arms, I felt a sense of pride in the world: from today on, I will defend my country and never return to Yanshan again!
For decades, they have been spent in blood rain; How many times, I watched my comrades say goodbye bitterly. The unyielding heart of the teenager disappeared in repeated pains; The lofty aspirations of teenagers have been smoothed away by the flowing time. For decades, although he narrowly escaped the war, he still didn't become a general. Is it because he is not proficient in learning art or is it a joke from God? In the bronze mirror, I found my hair turned white; See black beard has frosted; Surprised that all the wrinkles on the face are on the road; I understand that my heart is full of faith. Maybe it's time to leave. I applied again and again and waited again and again. Even the white silk on my head withered with the dead leaves in the autumn frontier. Finally, the general agreed to his request. A sad smile appeared on his face, and when he got home, he realized that he had nothing, and the young people's minds were wasted.
Everything has changed in my hometown. The former playmates have all melted into this world, and the strange faces in the village make him feel scared: What's the use of coming back? Where is home? Who left at home? I asked a fellow villager, and when I saw him pointing to a house, my last hope was shattered. In fact, he has seen the shabby house: the roof was smashed by bricks and tiles, the courtyard wall has been knocked down, only half the door is left at the main entrance, and a dead tree is sticking out of the courtyard, which looks terrible. Watching him walk to that room, people around him became suspicious: that room was abandoned more than ten years ago. What is he doing here?
When he entered the house, he saw the pheasants whining on the roof, all kinds of plants growing in the hall and yard, and the dog hole in the backyard had become a rabbit hole. His heart was filled with sorrow at once. The graves told stories he didn't know, and the memories of his childhood were in sharp contrast. Two lines of tears rolled down his thin face. The past is with the wind, and everything is destiny takes a hand. Origin and fate are doomed. He collected the ingredients, went back to the house to cook, finished eating and looked at the grave, and the feeling of pain surfaced again. Who will have dinner with me? I asked in my heart, but I sighed and calculated carefully. I am over 80, and the dusty past has gone with the wind.
Who sighs in the distance? Sky, who is crying? Who left in the wind? How many tears are there in my heart?
The slightest change, ringing in silence, constantly responds and penetrates the heavens and the earth. When the deceased returns, the deceased has gone. If you ask heaven angrily, can there be tears?
On the second day of writing 7, I dived into the deep water of the dragon and flew in scales. The milk tiger roars in the valley, and all the animals are surprised. The falcon tried its wings and the dust scattered. "Liang Qichao young China said. Yes, our motherland is leaping, drums are beating to the sky, gongs are beating to the earth, waves are rolling on the vast ocean, and the voice belonging to China begins to ring. With the signboard of the sick man of East Asia smashed into powder, the dream of riding a fork by people with lofty ideals such as Liang Kang gradually came true.
Now, we can land on the moon for nine days and catch turtles in the five oceans; Blame the top of the world. The five-star red flag rises in every corner of the world, and everyone in China holds his head high with more confidence. How wonderful it is! The more you look at it, the more you cherish the beauty of the past.
Standing on the towering rocks, the Yellow River thundering at the foot keeps flowing, clearing away the clouds, and a great civilization is born in the winding Yellow River. Since then, the descendants of the Chinese people have stepped out of Rongxuan, and the land of the Central Plains is full of vitality. Hundreds of years later, it was another stormy sea. Qin Shihuang is good at dancing with long sleeves and looking at the hordes under the palace, he said slowly, I am here. When I defended my territory, I destroyed four barbarians and decided to be the foundation of Daqin forever! When I die, I will become a dragon soul, and I will get the blessing of China's eternal prosperity! This oath, the sun and the moon as evidence, heaven and earth * * * Jian, immortal devil God * * * listen to it! The Chinese nation is United in these short words.
After more than a thousand years, for example, the Yellow River and the Yangtze River entered the ocean and never came back. China created a splendid civilization, dreamed of returning to the Tang Dynasty, and even drove the northern barbarians to Central Asia, and all countries came to North Korea. The soldier drew his sword, and the cold light flashed, bloodthirsty as a demon. Why are you fighting? A belief called don. If you never come back? I'll never come back! As a younger generation, how can we not be excited about it? It can't see or hear, but as time goes by, it crosses the universe and is engraved in everyone's heart like the sun. Ah, we seem to hear and see! More and more proud of the motherland, the moment the red flag rises, the metal flagpole shines with the rising red sun, and many people are in tears.
Time will not stop flowing, leaving something behind and taking something away. After a hundred years of degradation, China gradually degenerated, like a battered house, with decadent, ignorant and emaciated people, the weakness of the imperial court and the oppression of foreign powers. Everything is too depressing and gloomy. In the May 4th Movement and the New Culture Movement, the indignation of patriotic youth seems to have gained some impetus among the youth in China, but it has not fundamentally changed. People are like dirt, cowardly and ignorant, mourning their misfortunes and angering them. But all patriots lament this, and tears are hard to stop.
Finally, the last straw that overwhelmed the camel came, or the last inch of land before the water disappeared, China, no way back. Northeast China did not resist, and millions of square kilometers of land fell; Lushun tragedy, 100 thousand compatriots buried in bone pits; The Nanjing Massacre, where the dead were even worse, was even regarded as a game by the enemy. Sweeping the Central Plains has nothing to do with me destroying you. 400,000 soldiers and civilians finally woke up with bloodshot eyes and glared at the front. The roar burst in the air, destroying me, of course, not only me, but also the 400 million, no, thousands of ancestors who have been bleeding for 5 thousand years! This is a tragic awakening. The commander of the Tang Group Army rushed to the front with a saber and marched back to Japan, surging like a storm. The National Revolutionary Army will fight to the death! The New Fourth Army fought to the death! The old rivals who have been fighting for 20 years have joined hands to compete in North China. The rough Bohai Sea is mine, the Taihang Mountain, which stands thousands of miles away, is ours, and the northeast of Woye, which is thousands of miles away, is ours. We can't let the enemy defile it! The river burns the boat, the last fight, never give up.
The wind blows in Shui Han, and the strong men are gone forever. Castle peak is full of loyalty.
The great motherland has rewritten history, and it has also been endowed with greatness by history. Looking back on the times, we should also look forward to the future. I don't need to say much about my deep love for the motherland and my blood boiling in history. I only know that no matter the ups and downs, the motherland walks with us and we also walk with the motherland.
After dinner today, the night is deep, but I am not sleepy. So I walked in the yard to enjoy the cool, looked up at the stars and the moon, and couldn't help laughing: I haven't asked for the moon for a long time. Lie in a chair and enjoy the night.
Staring into the distance, everything was painted with a simple silver by the silver moon brilliance. The yard was lonely and silent. My grandparents urged me to sleep for a while. Hehe, this night is for me alone. I can't help thinking.
The light of the moon, like a flowing jade, falls from the sky without reservation. There is a bug singing in the flowerpot in the yard, but it seems a bit messy. I can't help wondering: what is this bug doing? Foraging? Sing when you are full? Play with your lover and children? Thinking about it, I turned my attention to the flowerpot, the birthplace of sound. This is a wall without the moon, dark and strange. I turned my head to the moon again and closed my eyes. Slowly, I had an illusion that my soul was gently picked up by the moon spirit, put into the moon pool, washed and brought back, and the breath of the moon rippled all over my body. When I opened my eyes, I felt the bright moonlight become softer, overflowing the moon and splashing more on the earth. I can't help singing: the sea has changed, the moon is in the sky, and the horizon at this time is * * *. There must be many people enjoying the moonlight like me!
On the edge of the moon, there are also some stars, which support the moon, but the stars have not lost their luster because of the reflection of the moon. Those little stars are shining with bright light and their own colors, and they are also very pleasing, like naughty children.
Hmm! It's time to change "Night Tour in Chengtian Temple": On September 5, 2009, I didn't want to sleep after dinner at night, and I went to the hospital to find the stars and the moon. Both of them accompanied me and walked in the sky.
Oh! There is no moon or stars at night, but people who enjoy the moon less are like me!
Life is success in failure, and there is no eternal beauty. The truth that "victory or defeat is a common occurrence of military strategists" is understood all over the world, but there is an old saying that "victory or defeat is a common occurrence of military strategists, and those who make good use of troops can be defeated". Today, if they fail, there will be a successful tomorrow.
In life, only by withstanding the blow of failure can we accept the favor of success. Life may suffer too many failures, but even if you suffer a thousand failures and get a success, this transaction is profitable. At least you succeeded, so life shines. Throughout China's 5,000-year history, there are many heroes and scholars floating in the world because their ambitions are not respected by North Korea.
Tao Yuanming's dislike of the Korean Bureau, even if he retired from the mountains, was not depressed. Instead, I poured my blood into my poems and expressed the quiet and elegant artistic conception of life with the phrase "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely". Because Li Bai was unknown to the authorities, he traveled around the world and used a pen instead of a gun to point out that the dynasty was dark and the king was incompetent. He mocked the darkness of the regime with the arrogance of "The Emperor called instead of boarding the ship, calling himself Brewmaster". Wang Anshi's ambition to "change the world" made him advocate innovation, but his ambition was not respected by the current dynasty, so his life was ups and downs, lamenting that "I don't know that Nagato is close at hand, Gillian is closed to the outside world, and there is no north or south in life".
Tao Yuanming certainly has the ambition of "saving the world", but the hero has no place to use, so he resolutely retires. Although his career in life is a failure, the failure of his career has made him successful in life, and he tells the profound significance of life by "asking the gentleman what he can, leaning far away". Even though Li Bai is not proud of officialdom, his failure in officialdom has made his poetry a success. Li Bai pinned his feelings on his poems, and used a wild phrase: "Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking officials who will never show their sincere faces!" "Criticized the incompetence of the political situation at that time, and no Bole could recognize his talent. Although Wang Anshi is "determined to escape from the four seas", his proposition is not important to the government, but can only be "self-hating Luo Yishi and cocking himself, admiring his name on the list". However, his literary attainments are profound, which makes his poems immortal. He worked hard and left a famous sentence, "The spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?". ".
The deeds of the ancestors mentioned above make us feel that life can be defeated, but it cannot be defeated.
In life, only by putting yourself to death can you survive. As the old saying goes, "Heaven will have a great responsibility in Sri Lanka, so you must first suffer from its mind, train its bones and muscles, starve its body, empty its body, and act indiscriminately, so be patient and get what it can't do." Success comes from thousands of failures. Therefore, you don't have to care about the gains and losses of petty profits. Failure is only for success. After all, "Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars in Wan Li."