1. Composition on the topic of vision
On the Banyan Tree - Vision Essay/ The strong branches of a tree look proudly into the distance.
I stubbornly believe that this is what maturity looks like. And in such a mature season, standing on the university campus, listening to Chopin's quiet piano music on the radio, a strange, familiar and strange feeling came to my heart.
Once upon a time, in order to achieve this popular goal, I risked losing my life if I lost my footing and crowded into a small single-plank bridge with thousands of troops. But now, standing on the shore, I was disappointed to find that the scenery here was not as beautiful as the rumors said, and it was also far from what I imagined.
The slender branches of the butterfly-shaped locust trees in front of the dormitory building can't help but make people feel pity. The plastic track is still stained red, the basketball court is still full of boys' excited shouts, and the restaurant There are still people in a hurry who are devouring their food, and there are still people who are writing furiously in the study room.
The daunting buildings rising from the ground make the already small campus look even more crowded. Standing on the overpass connecting the south and north courtyards separated by a lively street, a large number of words similar to adjectives flashed in my mind: "Busty, busy, noisy, congested, busy, exhausted, Intoxicated, busy, bloated, displaced, wilderness, drunken, bustling, busy, wandering
"Too lazy to sort out.
It may be more reasonable to experience it from the perspective of a bystander. I remember a friend once said with emotion: "This world is too small, and I know people everywhere I go."
This strongly correlates with my "It turns out that the world is much bigger than I imagined." contrast.
I don't know what this means. I just remember a writer once said: "It's easy to lose yourself when you spin in the heights of strangeness-familiarity-strangeness."
I feel like a frog that just jumped out of a dry well. I was overwhelmed when I saw the vast space beyond the vast sky above my head. Like a monster whose true form is ugly in the mirror, ashamed and remorseful for its ignorant crimes.
At this moment, I suddenly understood deeply what an elder warned his disciples: "You must read more. Observing life without reading is zero. Because if you don't have culture, you don't have the stomach to digest life." ”
So, I, this humble frog, jumped out of the dry well, through the smoke and dust, imitating the mature appearance of the big tree, and decided to find and develop a piece of my own paradise in this antique layout. . Then, without any regrets, I waved hard in the direction of 15° east by north (the place where my childish self grew up on the map): Goodbye. 2. Write an argumentative essay 1000 with vision as the title
Vision-----My devout wish "Lifelong hobbies are natural", and living a free, happy and high-quality life is everyone's instinctive pursuit.
I am no exception. I really want to live the ideal carefree, fulfilling and warm campus life.
When I was in elementary school, I imagined that class would be lively and pleasant, and that extracurricular activities would be colorful. But reality gave me a wake-up call, and I had no choice but to repeat mechanical actions endlessly. Sex work took up most of my time and I was unhappy. After I entered junior high school, I imagined how great it would be to study so many subjects and swim in the river of knowledge. However, I was disappointed again. All I felt was unrecoverable fatigue from scores, queuing, and competition.
When I was in high school, I was 200% prepared to suffer hardships, but the reality turned out to be many times worse than I imagined. Parents, relatives, friends, teachers, all explanations boil down to one sentence: for survival.
Now I understand that we go to school and receive education to live better tomorrow.
When I was in elementary school, I worked hard to get into a better middle school. When I went to middle school, I worked hard to get into a better university. When I went to university, I had to work hard. After I found a job, I had to work twice as hard until my life was exhausted. , the vitality is exhausted, and then the "vision" may really be reached, enjoying all the comforts of the paradise world.
Is it sad? Almost everyone has lived like this. The school has become a vocational training class for survival. Students cannot enjoy the poetic feeling of "mu Huyi, dance in the wind, and return with chants", nor can they enjoy the teacher's influence and influence like "sitting on the spring breeze". Soaked in, they cannot enjoy the happiness of blooming in the sun, rain and dew; similarly, my teachers cannot experience the joy of education, and they are more tired of running around. I understand why teachers often lose their temper, and I understand even more why that outstanding teacher in Zhejiang "floated down" from the top of the 18th floor.
-----Terrible "survival"! The abhorrent "pressure"! The school has become a place of torture for students and teachers. Who is at fault? "Our motherland is a garden, and the flowers in the garden are so bright" has now really become a "vision".
Looking at the "Compulsory Education Law" and the talent training plan, it is really ideal; the country has an ideal blueprint for basic education, and governments and education departments at all levels also have a thorough understanding of basic education. in place. But why did I experience "such a bleak life"?
Many people attribute the responsibility to society and the stubbornness of secular consciousness. They say that "society" and "secular consciousness" distort basic education into a battlefield for survival training and competition. It seems reasonable, but in fact it is sophistry.
Why can’t *** and relevant departments be held accountable for their “inaction”? I am very pleased to see that the Ministry of Education has begun to reflect on the "insufficient investment" and "distortion" of basic education. I think that if we can really treat education as education from top to bottom and "do" schools as schools, in the not too distant future, the campus in my "vision" may become a reality.
Since this is the case, I am willing to go through the "time and space tunnel" and rewrite my educational history starting from elementary school. Vision A candidate in Tianjin sat alone at the table in the dead of night. I adjusted the brightness of the desk lamp to the minimum.
Playing soft music and sipping a cup of light tea, through the dense heat, I seemed to see the vision of my life again: longing for maturity and longing for plainness. When I was in high school, I came to the city to study. The gays in the dormitory came from all over the world.
I always try to harm no one and make all members live in harmony, but I always struggle with not being able to achieve it. People with similar interests will have a silent understanding even if they are thousands of miles apart; those who do not share the same interests will feel like strangers even if they are separated by a wall.
My father told me, "Life is not always colorful, dullness is the real life. You are still young, son!" In order to mature as soon as possible, I observed the surrounding environment: the sun It rises and sets day after day, the moon waxes and wanes again and again, the same mountains are high and the water is long, the sun and the moon shine together, the same grass grows and orioles fly, willows are green and flowers are red...not to mention "sitting on the ground and walking eighty thousand miles a day, surveying the sky" "Looking at a thousand rivers from a distance", the seemingly insignificant growth of the Himalayas in one day has gathered to such a height. The great power has returned to plainness, and the true meaning of life has been gathered.
I used to cheer for my age and enter adulthood, I used to be complacent about the little progress I had made, and I often looked forward to the future on the small slope of life... But when it happened again and again My hard work has been turned into regret and the past by time. When the sailboat full of confidence and dreams runs aground on the sea of ??life, I will always feel sad and sigh. But life continues, life returns to another starting point, and the pain and helplessness will eventually disappear.
After the Wutai Poetry Case, Su Dongpo was demoted to Huangzhou. He was deprived of material and mentally depressed, but the suffering finally cheered him up and made him mature. The screaming mountain wind is absorbed at the mouth of the valley and turns into gentle He Bei; the rushing river slows down at the mouth of the river and turns into broad vastness; the gorgeous life ends at the place of suffering and turns into maturity and indifference.
3. I am looking for an essay with the title of "Vision". It needs to be written urgently.
1. Vision It was a quiet night and I was sitting alone at the table. I turned the brightness of the desk lamp to the minimum.
Playing soft music and sipping a cup of light tea, through the dense heat, I seemed to see the vision of my life again: longing for maturity and longing for plainness. When I was in high school, I came to the city to study. The gays in the dormitory came from all over the world.
I always try to harm no one and make all members live in harmony, but I always struggle with not being able to achieve it. People with similar interests will have a silent understanding even if they are thousands of miles apart; those who do not share the same interests will feel like strangers even if they are separated by a wall.
My father told me, "Life is not always colorful, dullness is the real life. You are still young, son!" In order to mature as soon as possible, I observed the surrounding environment: the sun It rises and sets day after day, the moon waxes and wanes again and again, the same mountains are high and the water is long, the sun and the moon shine together, the same grass grows and orioles fly, willows are green and flowers are red...not to mention "sitting on the ground and walking eighty thousand miles a day, surveying the sky" "Looking at a thousand rivers from a distance", the seemingly insignificant growth of the Himalayas in one day has gathered to such a height. The great power has returned to plainness, and the true meaning of life has been gathered.
I used to cheer for my age and enter adulthood, I used to be complacent about the little progress I had made, and I often looked forward to the future on the small slope of life... But when it happened again and again My hard work has been turned into regret and the past by time. When the sailboat full of confidence and dreams runs aground on the sea of ??life, I will always feel sad and sigh. But life continues, life returns to another starting point, and the pain and helplessness will eventually disappear.
After the Wutai Poetry Case, Su Dongpo was demoted to Huangzhou. He was deprived of material and mentally depressed, but the suffering finally cheered him up and made him mature. The screaming mountain wind is absorbed at the mouth of the valley and turns into gentle He Bei; the rushing river slows down at the mouth of the river and turns into broad vastness; the gorgeous life ends at the place of suffering and turns into maturity and indifference.
So Su Dongpo broke out from Huangzhou and finally wrote two poems on Chibi, with the word "Dajiang". His name has been passed down through the ages, and he has benefited countless scholars and poets in later generations. So in my vision of life, maturity no longer means the increase in age on the ID card, and indifference is no longer the result of deliberate pursuit.
Take a step forward when walking, reach out to help others when you see them in trouble, and don’t forget to send care and blessings to your friends when the competition is fierce... Maturity is so simple, and perseverance like this means being indifferent to fame and fortune. What you desire is true love in the world! Zhuge Liang said in "The Book of Commandments": "Without indifference, there is no clear ambition; without tranquility, there is no progress." Forgetting gains and losses, watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court; be unfazed by favors and disgrace, watch the clouds roll and relax in the sky.
If life is like this, you can be extremely mature and indifferent, and the true nature of life is also contained in this! May my little vision of life always be in my heart. 2. Vision "Lifelong hobbies are natural", and living a free, happy and high-quality life is everyone's instinctive pursuit.
I am no exception. I really want to live the ideal carefree, fulfilling and warm campus life.
When I was in elementary school, I imagined that class would be lively and pleasant, and that extracurricular activities would be colorful; but reality gave me a wake-up call, and I had no choice but to repeat mechanical actions endlessly. Sex work took up most of my time and I was unhappy. After entering junior high school, I imagined how great it would be to study so many subjects and swim in the river of knowledge. However, I was disappointed again. All I felt was unrecoverable fatigue from scores, queues, and competition.
When I was in high school, I was 200% prepared to suffer hardships, but the reality turned out to be many times worse than I imagined. Parents, relatives, friends, teachers, all explanations boil down to one sentence: for survival.
Now I understand that we go to school and receive education to live better tomorrow.
When I was in elementary school, I worked hard to get into a better middle school. When I went to middle school, I worked hard to get into a better university. When I went to university, I had to work hard. After I found a job, I had to work twice as hard until my life was exhausted. , the vitality is exhausted, and then the "vision" may really be reached, enjoying all the comforts of the paradise world.
Is it sad? Almost everyone has lived like this. The school has become a vocational training class for survival. Students cannot enjoy the poetic feeling of "mu Huyi, dance in the wind, and return with chants", nor can they enjoy the teacher's influence and influence like "sitting on the spring breeze". Soaked in, they cannot enjoy the happiness of blooming in the sun, rain and dew; similarly, my teachers cannot experience the joy of education, and they are more tired of running around. I understand why teachers often lose their temper, and I understand even more why that outstanding teacher in Zhejiang "floated down" from the top of the 18th floor.
-----Terrible "survival"! The abhorrent "pressure"! The school has become a place of torture for students and teachers. Who is at fault? "Our motherland is a garden, and the flowers in the garden are so bright" has now really become a "vision".
Looking at the "Compulsory Education Law" and the talent training plan, it is really ideal; the country has an ideal blueprint for basic education, and governments and education departments at all levels also have a thorough understanding of basic education. in place. But why did I experience "such a bleak life"?
Many people attribute the responsibility to society and the stubbornness of secular consciousness. They say that "society" and "secular consciousness" distort basic education into a battlefield for survival training and competition. It seems reasonable, but in fact it is sophistry.
Why can’t *** and relevant departments be held accountable for their “inaction”? I am very pleased to see that the Ministry of Education has begun to reflect on the "insufficient investment" and "distortion" of basic education. I think that if we can really treat education as education from top to bottom and "do" schools as schools, in the not too distant future, the campus in my "vision" may become a reality.
Since this is the case, I am willing to go through the "time and space tunnel" and rewrite my educational history starting from elementary school. 3. Vision No war, I held my anti-war sign high, a bullet passed between my eyebrows, I fell, but my sign was still standing.
It will never fail, that is my vision: I want a world without war. I am a reporter, and the war has just started. I came to this strange land with my camera. In order to obtain first-hand information about the news, I braved the hail of bullets and traveled to various cities and shuttled through the streets.
These short three months have taught me what hell is on earth. Here, people don't have enough to eat and don't have enough warmth to wear; here people have no source of drinking water and have to rely on rainwater; here, people bleed every day. 4. Composition on the topic of vision
On the Banyan Tree - Vision Essay/Xingyu Heart Butterfly
Late autumn always gives people a calm feeling, the prosperity has faded away, leaving only The strong branches of a tree look proudly into the distance. I stubbornly believe that this is what maturity looks like.
And in such a mature season, standing on the university campus, listening to Chopin's quiet piano music on the radio, a strange, familiar and strange feeling came to my heart.
Once upon a time, in order to achieve this popular goal, I risked losing my life if I lost my footing and crowded into a small single-plank bridge with thousands of troops. But now, standing on the shore, I was disappointed to find that the scenery here was not as beautiful as the rumors said, and it was also far from what I imagined.
The slender branches of the butterfly-shaped locust trees in front of the dormitory building can't help but make people feel pity. The plastic track is still stained red, the basketball court is still full of boys' excited shouts, and the restaurant There are still people in a hurry who are devouring their food, and there are still people who are writing furiously in the study room.
The daunting buildings rising from the ground make the already small campus look even more crowded.
Standing on the overpass connecting the south and north courtyards separated by a lively street, a large number of words similar to adjectives flashed in my mind: "Busty, busy, noisy, congested, busy, exhausted, Intoxicated, busy, bloated, homeless, wild, bustling, busy, wandering. It may be more reasonable to experience it from the perspective of a bystander.
I remember a friend once said with emotion: "This world is too small, and I know people everywhere I go." This strongly resonates with my "It turns out that the world is much bigger than I imagined." contrast. I don't know what this means. I just remember a writer once said: "It is easy to lose yourself when spinning in the heights of strangeness-familiarity-strangeness." I felt like a frog that had just jumped out of a dry well. All of a sudden I saw everything except the top of the wellhead. There is a wider space beyond the sky that makes me feel overwhelmed. Like a monster whose true form is ugly in the mirror, ashamed and remorseful for its ignorant crimes.
At this moment, I suddenly understood deeply what an elder warned his disciples: "You must read more. Observing life without reading is zero. Because if you don't have culture, you don't have the stomach to digest life." "So, I, this humble frog, jumped out of the dry well, looked through the smoke and dust, imitated the mature appearance of the big tree, and decided to find and carve out a piece of my own sky in this antique layout. Then without regrets, he waved hard in the direction of 15° east by north (the place where his naive self grew up on the map): Goodbye! 5. The title of the essay "Vision" should be no less than 700
Wishes - to grow up
The moon is as cold as a silver mirror, the starlight is as still as still water, I stare at it quietly The sky filled with stars patiently awaits the arrival of the Leonid meteor shower. I once heard a legend told by an old man that as long as you make a wish devoutly to a shooting star, the shooting star will help you get your wish. Thinking about this legend, I couldn't help but think of all the wishes I had made...
When I was in kindergarten, I always wanted to have sweets to eat every day, and I would pester my mother almost every day after school to ask her. Go buy candy. I also fantasized about owning a "candy house", and "candy house" became my wish. This wish was too childish, but it was sweet, because the little girl who fantasized about the "candy house" was only five years old after all.
The gears of time keep turning, and the sweet wishes gradually become tasteless. When I was ten years old, I was already a girl in the third grade. I remember when I learned that I was donating money to build a pool for "Western Mothers", I had another wish. This wish was to allow all people in the west to have access to water as soon as possible. I took my small money box and excitedly went to the post and telecommunications office to transfer money. I thought money could make my wishes come true. I once made a wish that I could have a lot of money to fulfill all my wishes... This wish was "great". In this way, my sweet wish was replaced by a "great" wish, and I grew up in this alternation.
The gears of time continue to turn, and the four spring, summer, autumn and winter in the years are like a fleeting moment. Now that I am fourteen years old, I no longer desire to own a "candy house", and I no longer fantasize about having a "candy house". A lot of money. My current wish is to study hard and be admitted to a prestigious university. This wish is very realistic and mature, because I am fourteen years old and I know how to use knowledge to change my destiny.
The gears of time will still turn endlessly. Maybe when I am in my twilight years, my wishes will change again. Maybe I hope for peace in my old age, or maybe I hope for the happiness of my children. These are all No way of knowing. But I understand that wishes change in the rotation of time gears, and I grew up in the changes of wishes, from a naive child to the person I am now.
I have a wish. When I open my eyes, I see the first star that lights up in the sky; 6. Please write an essay on the topic of "wishes"
Hope
In life, there will always be many fantasies and many wishes. They are as numerous as the stars and as dense as the leaves. Even if there is no way to realize every one of them, even if we cannot count the stars clearly, even if the leaves may not all be young and full of vitality.
However, these wishes have always accompanied our childish and mature thoughts until today, and will continue to move into the future.
Wishes are very beautiful. For everyone who has a wish, they are so dreamy and beautiful. Although it is a little out of reach, just like the stars in the sky, when we see that shining body and twinkling eyes, we can't help but have high expectations for it, which has become our wish. Isn’t it also a wish to think about reaching the stars every day?
The wish is very young. For everyone who has a wish, it is so fresh and young. All people, as long as they think of their wishes, even though they don't know whether they can be realized, they can't help but smile confidently and youthfully, believing that they can succeed. No matter whether you are an old person or a middle-aged person, as long as you wish, you will never grow old. If immortality is the effect of a panacea, then the panacea here is a wish!
Of course, wishes are always just wishes. Although they are the same as ideals and dreams, this seems to be an expectation of waiting. Everyone has wishes, and action is waiting.
I often wonder, why are there so many wishes in this world? Why do people always have dreamy wishes in their minds? Aren’t people supposed to live in reality?
Indeed, when it comes to wishes and the waiting, people have to reflect on it.
Having wishes is a good thing, but if you have too many wishes, it may become a kind of sadness. People are used to waiting and relying, but they have never thought of relying on their own strength to get what they want and turn their wishes into reality. Magicians in fairy tales can always make wishes come true easily, and they often have to practice for thousands of years before they achieve success. But what about us? Although there are not thousands of years, the poems and facts such as the ten years of studying hard in the cold window, the fragrance of plum blossoms coming from the bitter cold, etc., can prove to us that wishes can become reality, and waiting is not enough. Not the only way. If you knew this, could you turn your wishes into reality like a magician?
Now, I don’t think it’s better to have more wishes. If there can be more beautiful realities and fewer illusory wishes in this world, then for everyone, having wishes is enough. That's really a good thing.
The stars in the distant sky show us a gorgeous painting exhibition, which is not illusory. The leaves are in the human world and are delicate. This is not a self-written and self-directed play. These are all realities. But our wishes are illusory. When it is not put into effort, our wishes, like bubbles, have only a short and fragile life. However, once we work hard for them, even if they don't succeed, we will succeed. At least, it is no longer a daydream, but the result of hard work.
Therefore, we would rather our wishes not come true than be an illusion. With such belief, I believe that we can also become magicians in the world!
Here are a few poems
1. Wishes
Look at the stars falling,
Make a beautiful wish——
I want a necklace of stars.
Look at the wild flowers in the mountains,
Make a pure wish -
I want a sea of ??flowers.
Watch the maple leaves fluttering,
Make a childish wish -
I want a doll made of maple leaves.
Look at the blossoming clouds,
Make the most beautiful wish -
I want to fly too! ! !
2. Plant the desire in your heart
Plant a small tree
Plant the desire in your heart
It is like a tree The flower buds
will bloom every spring
Where there are trees, there will be birds
Trees are a paradise for birds
They build nests and lay eggs in trees
They jump and sing in trees
A sky with birds will not be lonely
Yes The land of trees will not be desolate
Planting a tree
is planting a flock of birds
This is our common wish 7. Please Writing an essay on the subject of wishes is of average level.
I am an ordinary member of all living beings, a real and ordinary person, but I have my own ideals, my own character and my own pursuits.
I don’t admire current singers and movie stars, nor do I appreciate the “star-chasers” and “fashionable” practices, but I appreciate calligraphers and those who have lofty ambitions and can pursue their goals persistently. I like green, every plant, every tree, every mountain and every water in nature. I admire the nobility of pine trees, the strength of grass, and the perseverance of stubborn rocks. These can give me strength and encourage me to move forward bravely.
Life is a stage, from where we can see the variety of life and experience the infinite joy of life. The ideal of life determines the attitude towards life. Someone once said, "Many people love to chase dreams." In fact, this "dream" means a wish. Desire is like a target, and we are an arrow that wants to hit the bull's-eye. In order to fully draw the bow, we must go all out and strive for it all the time. It is because of his desire that Edison can bring light to the world, and Lei Feng can devote his entire life to the motherland and the people. Therefore, our life cannot lack wishes. For those who have no desire, they are like a wave in the sea, disappearing with the wind and meaningless.
My wish is to be a calligrapher and let the pen in my hand interpret my "heart's thoughts and dreams". In order to realize this long-awaited wish since I was a child, I started learning calligraphy from Teacher Yang in the second grade of elementary school. At that time, I could only use my spare time and holidays to study calligraphy, and most of my time was spent learning cultural knowledge. I remember that some of my classmates laughed at me and said that calligraphy was outdated and that learning calligraphy was a waste of time. I was not defeated by their cold words. On the contrary, my hobby for calligraphy became even stronger. What is unforgettable is that when I was in high school, I was praised many times by the school leaders for my good calligraphy. What is gratifying is that when I was a freshman, I won the first prize in the team's hard-tipped calligraphy. I have never given up the practice of calligraphy. Until now, I still practice calligraphy for an hour every day to realize my wishes with practical actions.
I like sincerity and hate falsehood; I long for happiness, but I also accept sadness. I have been happy and proud, but I am not arrogant; I have failed and suffered, but I am not pessimistic. I am not afraid of difficulties or setbacks. I hope to use my persistence, my efforts, my hard work, and my struggle to create my value and realize my wishes. 8. Please write a narrative essay titled "Wish"
Wish
I am an ordinary member of all living beings, a real and ordinary person, but I have my own ideals, my own character and pursuits.
I don’t admire current singers and movie stars, nor do I appreciate the “star-chasers” and “fashionable” practices, but I appreciate calligraphers and those who have lofty ambitions and can pursue their goals persistently. I like green, every plant, every tree, every mountain and every water in nature. I admire the nobility of pine trees, the strength of grass, and the perseverance of stubborn rocks. These can give me strength and encourage me to move forward bravely.
Life is a stage, from where we can see the variety of life and experience the infinite joy of life. The ideal of life determines the attitude towards life. Someone once said, "Many people love to chase dreams." In fact, this "dream" means a wish. Desire is like a target, and we are an arrow that wants to hit the bull's-eye. In order to fully draw the bow, we must go all out and strive for it all the time. It is because of his desire that Edison can bring light to the world, and Lei Feng can devote his entire life to the motherland and the people. Therefore, our life cannot lack wishes. For those who have no desire, they are like a wave in the sea, disappearing with the wind and meaningless.
My wish is to be a calligrapher and let the pen in my hand interpret my "heart's thoughts and dreams". In order to realize this long-awaited wish since I was a child, I started learning calligraphy from Teacher Yang in the second grade of elementary school. At that time, I could only use my spare time and holidays to study calligraphy, and most of my time was spent learning cultural knowledge. I remember that some of my classmates laughed at me and said that calligraphy was outdated and that learning calligraphy was a waste of time. I was not defeated by their cold words. On the contrary, my hobby for calligraphy became even stronger. What is unforgettable is that when I was in high school, I was praised many times by the school leaders for my good calligraphy. What is gratifying is that when I was a freshman, I won the first prize in the team's hard-tipped calligraphy. I have never given up the practice of calligraphy. Until now, I still practice calligraphy for an hour every day to realize my wishes with practical actions.
I like sincerity and hate falsehood; I long for happiness, but I also accept sadness. I have been happy and proud, but I am not arrogant; I have failed and suffered, but I am not pessimistic. I am not afraid of difficulties or setbacks. I hope to use my persistence, my efforts, my hard work, and my struggle to create my value and realize my wishes.