The taste of life composition 800 words

Life is a cup of tea, you must savor it. Sweet and sour, red, yellow, blue and green, weaving life into a sweet song and a colorful painting. Let's experience it, and you will find it colorful. Music of life-symphony of pot and pot. The colors of life-red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. What about the taste of life? Nature is a bittersweet bottle. Don't believe it? Then go and experience it! I feel sour. I'm sorry about my Chinese and boring math. I'm sure to fail this exam. When the results were announced, the teacher's laughter was sour, our noses were sour, the teacher's words were sour, and our eyes were sour, as if everyone was chewing a green olive in his mouth. "What's the use of crying? The exam doesn't believe in tears. " The monitor said to the students. "Yes, dry your tears, find yourself and move forward bravely. What is a failure! " Perhaps it is this green olive that will make us unforgettable in the future! Sweet enjoyment "Wow ..." Applause sounded in my ears and my heart was full of joy. My efforts for more than a year were not in vain, and my calligraphy finally won the prize. Listening to the congratulations of my classmates, I felt a sweet feeling in my heart. On the way home from school, how crisp the birds sing, how gorgeous the flowers bloom and how happy the river is. They are also sharing this sweetness with me. I will speed up my steps and bring this sweetness to my parents. Bitterness, sweetness and bitterness are more. Learning life is a bitter feeling. No, the math teacher just finished copying two blackboard assignments, and the Chinese teacher brought another paper. The teacher said, "Digest well." It's really "homework rustling endlessly, papers rolling in." Few students don't stick out their tongues and don't beat around the bush. It's bitter! Spicy experience "Wow, you did well in the exam!" There is a hint of acrimony in the students' words. I bowed my head and said nothing, looking at the bright red score on the test paper, wondering whether I was happy or sad. The teacher is still praising me for doing well in the exam. "Hum!" Some students curled their lips and narrowed their eyes, and some students looked at me doubtfully ... I buried my head lower and didn't want to see the burning eyes of my classmates. But my face is surprisingly hot, like Chili sauce. What shall we do? I finally got up the courage, grabbed the paper with disgraceful grades and walked to the teacher. Spicy taste, I don't want to experience it again. Life is a cup of tea, you must savor it. Sweet and sour, red, yellow, blue and green, weaving life into a sweet song and a colorful painting. Let's experience it, and you will find it colorful.