I stood on the balcony of my new house in the country and watched the sun gradually show my face from a distance. The first ray of sunshine radiates from the back of the mountain and blooms in the sky. The sky is getting brighter, with a little blush. This is the first day when I returned to my hometown, and it is also the first day when the city life was suspended.
I stand in the breeze, feeling the freshness from nature, bathing in the warm sunshine and absorbing the fresh air. This is my hometown, a beautiful place.
I went downstairs, greeted my elders, took a small bench and sat at the door, killing time, feeling carefree for a long time, without pressure and boredom. Few people are walking in the street, and there is no one. If I say a few words a little louder, I can hear the echo echoing in the mountains.
Grandma and I went to the fair, and people came and went in the big market. It seems that all the people are here, and they warmly greet my grandmother. "What are you going to buy today?" This is your granddaughter! "My grandmother responded enthusiastically and introduced me. I can feel the enthusiasm of these people from their smiling faces and warm words. I just feel that the sun is particularly warm and my face is burning.
Grandma and I shuttled through the crowd, and the stall owner shouted, "Look at this fish, the fish just caught this season!" " "With a full flavor of hometown and sincere sales words, grandma went to see those fish, all of which were plump and tender. Seeing that what the stall owner said was true, she bought one. We keep looking, and then we move on. Halfway through, we found that the bag was missing and went back. When the owner of the fish stall saw us, he hurried over with grandma's bag in his hand and said, "I knew you were coming. Look, see if there is anything missing." "After careful inspection, there is no problem. Grandma and I thanked him quickly, and he waved his hand and said nothing. When I got home, my grandmother didn't seem surprised and didn't mention it to my family, but I always wondered why the fish stall owner didn't ask us for something in return, or took the wallet for himself and didn't return it to us.
After staying in my hometown for a long time, I found that people in my hometown are very kind and simple, so I don't have to close the door at night. Even people who don't know each other will greet each other when they walk on the road, and neighbors will warmly entertain them. But in the city, neighbors are wary of each other, and it is common to forget to close the door and be stolen. I have to say that people in my hometown are as simple as their villages, as pure, cordial and thorough as their mountains and rivers.
The country is the brightest corner in my heart.
Bright corners are often unobtrusive, and people don't care too much or even ignore them. Sunshine will alienate it, but one day, I suddenly found that the corner also has its own unique light.
On the way home, there will always be a man in rags lying in a dark corner with a broken bowl in front of him. Many people pass by like long queues, but few people give him money, because there are always many people in society who take advantage of people's sympathy to get something for nothing.
/kloc-It's chilly in the morning in October and February, and I feel biting when I just go out. The wind roared. I wrapped myself in thick clothes, took my heavy legs and walked to the bus stop. At the corner, I subconsciously felt in my pocket and found that I forgot to bring my card. I was in a hurry and the cold wind was blowing, as if I were sighing for me. The grass on the roadside also shook its head gently, and the trees rustled, as if they had a discussion and laughed at me. I saw the beggar lying there before, and my eyes fell on him. I hesitate whether to walk there. I walked over with all kinds of mentality and said to him, "Grandpa, I forgot my bus card!" " Can you lend me two yuan to take a taxi? "He gave me a look and stood up slowly ―― he has no legs! I was shocked. Usually, he is covered with a quilt. His face is covered with many wrinkles, as if he had experienced many vicissitudes. He has a pair of kind eyes on his dark skin and his body is supported by his hands. He didn't speak. I saw him take out a crumpled paper money from his tattered pocket. A pair of hands covered with calluses and onychomycosis counted two yuan and gave it to me. His unkempt hair looked old and dry after being blown wildly. I gratefully took two yuan and went by car.
Dark corners are scary or annoying. But has it ever occurred to people that even the darkest corner will emit dazzling light and moving light, just like that corner, which may be inconspicuous or even disgusting to others, but in my heart, it will always be the brightest corner.
A beautiful corner, a corner, sounds like a small word, which is easy to be ignored, but even a small corner will have its own great light, which is unexpected. I still remember one rainy day, when I was about to go out for class. It was raining hard outside, and the wind blew, making people tremble. I walked on the road with an umbrella. Because of the strong wind, the umbrella kept swinging. I almost couldn't hold the umbrella handle, my clothes were wet and my shoes were still struggling in the rain pool. I really want to go home soon, but I feel helpless at the thought of going to class. The tree is in the rain. There were no pedestrians on the road for a long time. Suddenly a car passed me quickly, and the rain drenched me again. Even my hair has become messy. I am extremely angry, but what's the use of being angry?
Suddenly I saw a Camptotheca acuminata, which was very weak and almost withered in the storm. However, repeated blows did not make it fall, and it straightened its back again and again. However, in my memory, Camptotheca acuminata has always been fragile. I still remember reading Shu Ting's poem: "If I love you, I will never learn to climb a Camptotheca acuminata and show off myself with your tall branches. In my young impression, Camptotheca acuminata must be charming and good at finding flowers to show off, so I once hated Camptotheca acuminata very much.
Today, I saw Camptotheca acuminata and big flowers, but they are very strong. It has a beautiful shape and wavy flowers. Somehow, seeing Camptotheca acuminata makes me feel relaxed and happy. I stopped worrying about the storm and walked to the classroom with firm steps. ...
When I came back from class, the rain stopped, a rainbow appeared in the sky, and the sun came quietly. I walked alone on the road, humming a little song, happy and lazy. I came to the sky again and found it standing there intact. I've learned that the best gift in life is actually suffering. Only when people grow up in suffering will they shine. The sun shines on the Campbell flower, making it particularly charming and outstanding. That bright corner will be the best memory in my life.
Camptotheca acuminata seems unremarkable, but it has a persistent spirit. In fact, even the smallest thing has its great light.
A Beautiful Corner 800-word Selection of Junior Two Composition (Part One) In those days in the countryside, I always accidentally but habitually passed by that corner. Sparse fences are loosely arranged, and rich green is shining with the color of the sun, bright and beautiful. ...
When I first passed, I was down and out. The fence is crooked and abrupt in mid-air, and the corner of the vegetable field that has not been taken care of for a long time is overgrown with weeds, which seems to have squandered its original vitality. Everyone who used to live has moved away, leaving a feeling of tightness in the air.
It always gives me a casual glance on my way home every day. Day after day, it is the same.
Until ... that morning.
The mist pours down along the slightly wet airflow, and it is slightly turbulent in the corner vegetable field not far away, vaguely forming a translucent net and hiding. I walked at a brisk pace and learned to suck the sweetness written by this great writer. The further you go, the sweeter you get. Finally, the fog cleared, but it ushered in a shock that went deep into the heart. The corner that was originally covered with dust seems to have been washed by clear water. In an instant, the dim green spray exudes a strong and energetic atmosphere, changing yesterday's decadence, like an island in the sea, lonely, but incomparable.
A little girl came from the far end of the alley. I don't know why, the first time I saw her, it was like seeing the vitality of the vegetable field in that corner. She stopped in the same corner with a bucket in her hand, and a simple skirt circled behind her. She gave me a sweet smile.
The sun poked its head out and painted mottled light and shadow on the girl. Walking on my way home, I was moved by the picture in front of me.
The breeze is not dry, the sunshine is just right, and the clouds are as soft as feathers. Ordinary girl with her ordinary hands, bit by bit to take care of the abandoned vegetable fields, invisible silk thread lifted her forehead broken hair. I can't help holding my breath. I can't bear to ruin this difficult painting. I want it to stay in the gap between time and space, solidified and gentle. ...
Since then, every time I pass that bright corner, I can't help but pay attention. Will be happy for its germination, will be excited for its growth.
A few days later, when I walked to the corner vegetable field again, I was a little shocked. Aren't weeds the complaints of vegetable fields? Girl, it seems that I haven't been here for a few days: on a whim? It doesn't seem to last long! I was a little depressed, silently walked into that corner, bent down, and tried to learn from the girl's appearance and work hard for a clean and yearning heart. In a trance, there are skirts flying in front of my eyes, and looking up is just a familiar smile. "Sister, thank you for helping me." "Didn't you come the other day?" "Well, grandma is ill. I'll help take care of her." "Is she better?" "Much better. This is not to urge me to come here today, saying that it will be covered with grass in a few days. " ..... I don't remember exactly what I said, but I remember that we were together for a long time that morning.
Green, render that corner and make it come alive. The girl's innocent smile touched the flowers or it was sunny. Perhaps there is a kind of love called maintaining every life; Perhaps there is a kind of simplicity, called purifying every piece of green.
I don't know how many unknown corners have been secretly changed, but the story that happened in this beautiful corner will never be fleeting. At least, that's what I thought when I was on the bus back to the city.
A Beautiful Corner 800-word Selection of Junior Two Composition (Chapter 5) Dry Xia Feng swept the girl's hair tip and blew a corner of her hand. Under the thick green shade of Parthenocissus tricuspidata, several beams of sunlight kissed Mao Ye's cheek through the gap. A corner that few people care about, she is so beautiful. ...
In the lazy afternoon, I rode my bike to buy popsicles. When I came to the fork in the road, I hesitated: the alley next to it has been abandoned for a long time, but it can be cut short; The road is the opposite. Bite my lip and ride into the alley. Before long, I tripped over a bottle.
"What bad luck! In this alley ... "I got up and patted the ash to get on the bike, but I looked up and saw a landscape that was out of place.
Nine-and ten-year-old girls sit quietly in the shade with only a small bench under them. He is holding a small book in his hand and reading it intently. I looked at the ruins around me, a little surprised. Obviously, she didn't notice my arrival.
She gently twisted a thin piece of paper, her head slightly lowered, and her mouth evoked an imperceptible smile. Two dimples were like budding flowers and bones, brewing her happiness.
Maybe there is another bad guy. She suddenly put away her smile and a resentment welled up in her eyes. The breeze lingered on my forehead, and I narrowed my eyes, unable to extricate myself from the scenery. Simple and sensitive, she makes everything around her full of beauty and vitality. Between the leaves, pieces of cut sunlight were left, which reflected on her little by little. The occasional cicada singing, lazy wind, accompanied by afternoon time, have become the background of this happy girl. She licked and chewed with relish, and she stroked the spine gently. Time passed slowly, staring at her absorbed in reading, I stopped for some trance time. Once again, I looked at the empty bottle at my feet, the Parthenocissus tricuspidata perched on the broken wall, the gentle sunshine in the alley, and the girl who was eager to study ... suddenly I found how lucky I was to come to this corner!
Rubbing my eyes, the girl suddenly got up and saw my face full of surprise: "Elder sister, you are still the first to pass this alley today …" I just smiled when I saw her wake up from a big dream. I can't help but feel deeply: the more contrary to the crowded corner of a tall building, the more pure, harmonious and beautiful it can appear.
Seeing that I didn't answer, the girl waved the book in front of me and said, "Sister, I have finished reading this book ..." Ming Che's eyes, that bright smile can light up every pair of confused eyes. In this corner that seems to be forgotten, I finally found the light and beauty that I have lost for many years.
There are too many corners in city life. In the long river of life, they may have been gloomy or unknown. At that time, they were mediocre, but once they were baptized, they always gave off dazzling light and revealed a different kind of light. ...
Average grades, above average in the class. But one afternoon, my relatives came out of the restaurant after dinner, and I walked slowly behind my parents. I will think of the scenes told by my relatives, perhaps to show off how good my children are! But for me, these are like sharp arrows piercing my flesh and blood, which is very painful ... I have been trying to make up for it on Sunday, but my grades are not progressing; I also try to stand out in the examination room, but I feel like I'm in a bottomless pit and I've been wandering around in this achievement. It's just a stagnant pool, on the verge of despair.
One day, I was shocked to see a grass, not because of its growth, nor because of its appearance, but because it grew in the gap between two stones, where there was no sunshine, and in that dark corner, it showed a little bud. It grew tenaciously and never felt the injustice of life, as if it were destined to meet me. I heard cicadas have been buried underground for more than ten years. I can't believe it. It just wants to sing cicadas on summer nights. I saw this grass today, which gave me not only shock, but also endless surprises.
At this time, I also understood that grass didn't grow in a day, it should be strong, just like I was studying. Although, it deeply knows that even though it has suffered many obstacles, such as rocks, drought and wind and frost, it still grows the same. How can I be inferior to grass?
That beautiful afternoon, in this beautiful corner, this grass gave me strength. It was forgotten by people, but I found it. Yes, every grass will blossom. Everyone has experienced it before they become stronger! This grass, it may not have the power of sunlight, but it is enough to illuminate my way forward.
The bright corner may not have sunshine, but it is strong and persistent.
I believe this is true.
In this noisy writing class, my heart is actually quiet.
Bright corner The rainbow after the rain is always so bright, illuminating the dark corner in my heart.
Left home for the first time and then entered high school. Accustomed to the dependence on my parents, it is difficult for me to adapt to the independent life in high school, and I am even a little scared. Gradually, I began to become unwilling to talk. I was very excited every time I went home, but I began to be afraid and a little flustered the next day.
One day, there was an unknown grass in the corner of the yard, growing with his tenacious perseverance. A lonely autumn rain brutally beat it black and blue, so it was destroyed, and sympathy and pity could not help but arise.
I always feel a little anxious when I go back to school. When I think of myself, I always feel unspeakable depression. I have no spirit for several days, and I am drifting day by day. There is always a dark corner in my heart, reach out and seize the beautiful heart and destroy it. I am devouring my heart in a hurry, and fear spreads in my heart.
In the busy, a week has passed, and I can't wait to go home and come to that corner. The sight in front of me surprised me and made me respect.
I always thought that the incomplete grass would become ugly and even start to rot and wither, but it turned out that I was wrong. Instead of dying, the grass overcame the threat of death, sprouted from the other side and stood in front of me with a faint green color, as if laughing at my cowardice and fear, and my heart was stung. In the past days, I was ashamed of my decadent scene. I was weak and scared. It darkens the mind.
The grass is weak, but it shows me what is impossible and what is impossible with tenacious vitality. I finally spit out what I had been depressed for so long, and my mood suddenly became clear.
In the future, I have shed my immature and cowardly coat, and high school life is not so out of place for me. The dormitory has become my happiest and warmest place.
That autumn rain changed everything for me. I am no longer helpless. I can make a world by myself. I want to thank the autumn rain and praise the grass.
Once my heart was full of loneliness, fear and cowardice. Now I have become cheerful, calm, confident and full of motivation.
Sunshine always appears after a storm. Please believe there is a rainbow. Everyone has a dark corner in his heart. Only by relying on our inner strength can we overcome fear and cowardice, let the sunshine in our hearts illuminate the darkness in our hearts and make our hearts bright.