In daily life or work and study, everyone is inevitably exposed to composition. Composition is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. So do you know how to write a good essay? The following is a collection of essays on overcoming the storm that I have collected for everyone. You are welcome to learn from and refer to it. I hope it will be helpful to everyone. Surviving the Wind and Rain Composition 1
After the rain, the flowers are washed away, and the flowers fall to welcome the stars.
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Winter is coming, can spring be far behind? I look forward to spring and remember spring.
The song "Spring Dawn" occupied a lot of time in my childhood. This sentence "The sound of wind and rain at night can tell how many flowers have fallen." It is the most familiar in my memory. Do you know? I don’t know.
Inadvertently, the young flower buds in the courtyard are now among the branches and leaves of Qiu Jin. Blooming into clusters of white and pink. Not as sweet as peach blossoms; not as gorgeous as peonies; not as gorgeous as roses; but surprisingly beautiful. I don’t remember how many times I told the story about the trees in the courtyard and us, but every time the story gave me an unusual feeling.
In my memory, it seems that when spring comes, the rain comes slowly and lightly when the flowers bloom. I have never seen it so violent as this year. You can hear the sound of leaves swaying in the wind through the window. This inevitably reminds me of those delicate flowers, as white as snow, as pure as ice, and as fragrant as elegant. In the past, every time they bloomed, I would quietly watch how they bloomed with their beauty, and I would just wait quietly. Nowadays, I am so busy that I have no idea or time. I was probably the last to know when the flowers bloomed, which didn't make me very happy. I thought I would make up for it at the weekend, but I didn't want this uninvited guest to take advantage of me first.
The sound outside the window showed what was happening to the tree outside the window. The wind and rain were blowing, and the raindrops hit the petals, leaving them to tremble in the wind and fall into pieces, so miserable. The flowers had only been blooming for a few days, and they suffered such a sin. Maybe I really don’t know how many flowers have fallen.
Although the petals fell on the brown soil, scattered as if they were sprinkled all over, this branch seemed to be shining brightly, with cool crystal water drops on it. It rolled on its body and fell on top of people's heads without paying attention. The wash and baptism of this heavy rain brought enough moisture to it, brewing in the body, transporting powerful energy to every part of the trunk, and finally condensing the fruits of its victory.
I have never felt such a violent storm. I was really sweating for this flower. That not only represents a flower, but also represents its reproduction. Its fruit absorbs nutrients bit by bit from the soybean-sized green lantern every day, and never stops growing, until it grows into a mature shape less than half the size of a fist, but it still strives to grow until It looks round and plump. Hanging in various places on the branches, swaying with the wind, playful and agile among the green leaves.
After a night of wind and rain, the remaining flowers swayed and the branches and leaves fell off. Then the flowers were washed away, put on new clothes, started a new starting point, and struggled to grow. Surviving the Wind and Rain Essay 2
Life is always uneven, it is like a sudden storm; it is like the vast sea with turbulent waves; it is like a forest covered with thorns. But every time I go through the ups and downs with perseverance and tenacity, I will always see the long-lost rainbow.
I lost my mind in Jingzhou and was caught in the bitter rain for the first time
My math scores have always been among the best in the class, but that mid-term exam made me feel ashamed. Reflecting calmly, I was paralyzed and despised before the exam. But I never expected that the seemingly simple questions on the exam paper were full of traps. After the results were announced, I felt completely ashamed when faced with a score of 67! Looking at other people dancing with pride, I was really angry and hateful. I lost so miserably! On the way home, I was soaked in the misty rain and felt a lingering haze in my heart.
I locked myself in the room alone, and shed tears of regret behind my back... "You said a little pain in the wind and rain is nothing. Wipe away your tears and don't ask why!" At this time, a sonorous and powerful singing voice sounded in my ears. ...Yes, what does this bit of wind and rain mean? I must go through the wind and rain and win with my efforts!
I will work hard to rise again
For the sake of my rise in mathematics, From then on, the game console that I couldn't put down was put on the shelf; the comic books that I read every day were relegated to the "outskirts"; and the math paper that I had previously forgotten has become a good friend that I haven't seen for three autumns. In order to get rid of the problem of being impetuous, I asked myself to read the questions three times; in order to avoid errors in calculations, I forced myself to do a large number of basic questions; in order to get rid of the problem of careless correction, I forced myself to write on the draft paper first. The reckoning process. For months, I haven't dared to relax even a day. My mind is full of math. One time I was playing basketball with my classmates, but I was so lost in thought that I was hit by a basketball. It turned out that the basketball hit my head. This hit was good, my brain seemed to be enlightened, and inspiration suddenly appeared. So, regardless of the pain, I quickly wrote down this sudden inspiration. The process of hard work is hard, but the harvest is sweet.
Through the wind and rain, regaining strength and winning the crown
Where there is a will, there is a way! After unremitting efforts, my math scores have returned to the leading position in several tests. Finally, I ushered in the final exam. I walked into the examination room with confidence. After getting the test paper, I carefully reviewed the questions and calculated them carefully. The fill-in-the-blank and multiple-choice questions were handled with ease, and the answers to the comprehensive questions were smooth sailing. On the day when the scores were announced, I got the test paper with a score of 97 with excitement.
"The sun always comes after the storm, please believe there is a rainbow..." Yes, the moon waxes and wanes, the sky has its unpredictable events, and people have their ups and downs, but as the lyrics say, only Only by bravely facing the wind and rain can we usher in bright sunshine, beautiful rainbows and an infinitely bright future. Surviving the Wind and Rain Essay 3
Steel can become a sword only after it has been hammered and chiseled thousands of times, just like a flower cannot bloom without going through wind and rain. Surviving the wind and rain is not only a trace of one's own growth, but also a manifestation of perseverance!
Standing in the study room with a brush in hand, the wind blew in from the window, blowing the rice paper on the table and messing up my mood. Although the work in front of me only has a dozen words, I have practiced it repeatedly, but it is still crooked and I can't see any progress. Papers are scattered on the table. Facing these pens, inks, papers and inkstones every day, I feel powerless in my heart. , the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers outside the window seemed to be isolated from me.
A breeze blew by, and the teacher, dressed in a white shirt, came to my side gently. His eyes were as flat as a pool of water, looking at me as flat as a mirror, and he put his hand gently on my shoulder. : "Are you discouraged when facing such difficulties? If you want to solve the difficulty, you have to find the root cause to overcome it!" Then she picked up the pen and turned it up on the IQ scale, her knuckled hand full of strength. Suddenly, I was attracted by that word. It turns out that calligraphy can be so beautiful! I seemed to be moved by a spirit.
Yes! "One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage!" It is impossible to stabilize a castle in the air, and nothing can be accomplished overnight. You must start from the basic skills in a down-to-earth manner. Think about those successful people, which one does not have perseverance and hard work behind them? I regained my composure, took the pen, took a deep breath, calmly, touched the paper lightly with the end of the pen, started writing, started writing, paused, and returned. I tried to use methods to guide practice. The sun rose in the morning and the sunset was beautiful in the evening. Finally, , my hands no longer shake, and the mural is no longer crooked. But even though I was pleased, I still couldn't help but frown, because my characters looked different in size and shape as a whole.
The teacher came to my side in time and guided me: "What men pay attention to is a reasonable structure, just like society is composed of people, leaving a little space for each other." The teacher's words made me happy. I had a sudden enlightenment. So when I picked up the pen again, I saw the entire square. When I was writing the left half, I would try to leave some space for the right half. Gradually, my handwriting became more and more harmonious.
Rushing through the wind and rain is a manifestation of not being afraid of difficulties, and staying in the wind and rain is a manifestation of fear of difficulties. But you will always encounter wind and rain, so why not face the wind and rain bravely and let it train yourself! Overcoming the wind and rain Essay 4
Overcoming the wind and rain is a rainbow. I will never forget that one day, a boy sets a goal and fights for it with burning ambition!
It’s another gloomy and rainy Wednesday. Today, a new round of monthly Chinese language test results will be released. Before taking the Chinese class, I walked towards the fence very slowly and heavily, and then looked up at the gray sky, as if looking up at the unattainable results, which were clearly out of reach. I sighed softly, and in the still-undissipated sorrow, I silently prayed for a good grade in my heart, even though it could not change the grade. But this is my only life-saving straw! I think so.
When I walked into the classroom, I no longer had the energy to play nonsense at all. I sat quietly on the chair and watched the teacher come in with the test paper. I felt a little cold, so I closed my eyes in pain. It doesn’t matter, just think about your grades. If you don’t work hard, who can you blame?
Sure enough, 67 points! This is really my lowest score since I entered school. Looking at the mess on the paper, I really didn't care about other things. I weakly picked up the red pen to correct my mistake, but the fatigue in my mind made me close my eyes again.
The dreamlike time slipped away, leaving me alone and wandering. After walking out of school, I didn't know how to get home for the first time. I was as panicked and helpless as a lost child. The drizzle was like salt water on my wounds, hitting me hard again and again, and I couldn't fight back.
The teacher said: "How you treat Chinese language, it will treat you the same way." Walking in the rain, I was a little unwilling. Is 60 points the destination for me? Is it only the result that leaves my parents and me scarred? I still have a chance to work hard, I think. I cannot live up to the efforts of my teachers, parents and myself, and neither will I. The cold rain pulled me back from the abyss and left the rest to me. I told it that I would not let it down and that I would try my best. I closed my eyes for the last time, and after a long time, I opened them again. Like a lion awakening, I was ready to go. I took out the umbrella I had not used for a long time from my schoolbag and sped on the way home.
There will inevitably be troughs in life, set goals and work hard. Don’t say “no”, what if it succeeds? Even if it doesn't happen now, if you persevere, it will happen one day in the future. Believe that glory will come to you! After the wind and rain, there is a rainbow. Overcoming the Wind and Rain Essay 5
In life, people will always encounter many difficulties, which come like a storm in our lives. However, every time we get through this storm, the long-lost rainbow will appear in front of us and light up our world.
I remember that when I was in fifth grade, my grades were always among the best in the class. It is precisely because of the success of several consecutive exams that I gradually became proud. I started to "do my homework" while playing and doing my homework every day. Soon, we ushered in the next exam. I never expected that I would get a score of 75 on this seemingly simple question! This score broke into my life like a storm. After I got home, I locked myself in the room and thought: "Hey, what should I do? My mother will definitely scold me when she comes back. It's all my fault. If I hadn't reviewed well, I wouldn't be here now." I won’t regret it here.”
At this time, a song suddenly sounded in my ears: “The sun always comes after the storm, please believe there is a rainbow...”. This is? Oh, this is "The Sunshine Always Comes After the Storm"! When I heard this song, I thought to myself: "Yes, just like what the song says, the sunshine is always after the wind and rain. How can you see the sunshine if you don't work hard? I decided to start working hard again.
So, I started working hard every day. During class, I concentrated, followed the teacher's ideas, and listened carefully without missing a word.
And I took good notes to facilitate my review after class; after class, I went home to review, followed the ideas of the notes, reviewed carefully, and did not miss any difficulty. I did the homework seriously; after finishing the homework, I was very Review carefully. Until late at night, my mother often told me not to work so hard when she saw me working so hard, but I didn't listen to my mother and insisted on reviewing until late at night. Late at night, the lights in the city went out one by one, and everyone at home was used to it. Only a solitary lamp in front of my desk was on. Under the lamp, I held my eyelids open, cheered up, and continued to be meticulous and write hard. It wasn't until all my homework was wiped out that I climbed into bed tiredly and rested.
Soon, the second exam came, but this time I still only scored 89 points. My mother comforted me and said: "It's okay, don't be discouraged. At least this time there is improvement compared to the last time, right?" "After listening to my mother's words, I suddenly cheered up and started to move forward on the road to victory. Finally, my hard work paid off. With my hard work, I achieved a score of 98 points.
"The sun always comes after the wind and rain. Please believe that there is a rainbow, and accept the wind and rain..." Yes, as long as we get through the wind and rain, we will definitely see the long-lost rainbow. So, work hard, we must all learn to survive the storm! Survive the wind and rain, victory is ahead! Surviving the Wind and Rain Composition 6
Wind and rain are equal, but not fair. The same wind and rain creates two kinds of people. Successful people are not afraid of wind and rain and face the rainbow in the wind and rain; losers are trembling in the wind and rain.
During the summer vacation, I wanted to go to my hometown to have a good rest for a few days. But my cousin said that he would take me to experience a new life. At first I was very curious and looking forward to it, but when I found out that I was going to harvest crops, I was as discouraged as a ball and refused to go. My cousin said sternly to me: "If you don't go, you won't be able to eat tonight; on the contrary, if you go and complete the task I gave you, then I will give you a mobile phone to play with." I was very excited after hearing this. , agreed immediately, knowing that mobile phones are very attractive to teenagers.
The next day, I got up early for the first time. At this time, my cousin also got up. He made a contemptuous gesture to me and left. I was so angry that I shouted: "Just wait and hand over the phone!" After saying that, I picked up the sickle and rushed at him. Toward the rice fields.
When I first arrived in the field, the sky was slightly bright and cool. Looking at the pieces of golden rice, smelling the faint fragrance of rice flowers, and thinking about the mobile phone in my heart, I was suddenly full of motivation and strode towards the rice.
"The knife fell from the hand", and each rice plant fell to the ground... As the sun rose, the temperature gradually increased, and I, who was already suffering from back pain, was scorching in the sun. Lost power. The "mobile phone dream" also turned into a burst of water vapor and was blown away by the wind. Watching their retreating figures, my hands were weak and I harvested slowly...
After lunch, everyone sat in the shade of the tree to rest. And I sat down and lay down. "Get up! You haven't completed your task yet!" I reluctantly opened my eyes and watched them return to work in the sun. At that time, I thought of the hardships of the farmers, so I put on my hat and got into their work again...
But I was still too young. They all became more and more courageous as they fought, but I was burned by the scorching sun and sweated all over my back. , couldn't help but come to the shade of the tree, sit and fall asleep again. When I woke up again, it was almost sunset, the sun illuminated the earth red, and everyone was preparing to go home, and then I remembered my mission.
When I got home, I didn’t have dinner as promised. It was late at night, and grunts and snores came one after another. I lay in bed, suffering, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. But my cousin snored comfortably. I am envious, I am jealous, and I regret even more. I regret that I didn't persevere. His comfort is the result of his hard work. Thinking of all this, I realized that I was a loser.
Youth is a time of hard work, and the same youth creates two kinds of people. If you want to live a good life, face the wind and rain. When you are not afraid of wind and rain, wind and rain will be the accompaniment of your progress. Survive the wind and rain and live up to your youth! Surviving the Wind and Rain Composition 7
On a dark night, I always like to think quietly alone.
Under the bottomless starry sky, wrapped in the cold air. The ups and downs of my heart are restless, recalling the trivial melancholy that I have remembered. I always like a person to be so lonely, and I gradually got used to this kind of sentimentality. A person uses loneliness to build a bridge of monotony and death, and he doesn't know which direction it will lead to. Maybe somewhere far away and unfamiliar.
I have always stubbornly believed that it was a piece of wood that gave birth to dreams, and used its body to form a bridge, connecting this place called the world. Perhaps, such a bridge should be built between people to connect the places in each other's hearts between two people. Try to use this inner bridge to eliminate the strange distance between each other. Then, hold hands and listen to the sound of wind and rain passing on the bridge with laughter.
The sound of wind and rain walking on the bridge is actually just a dangerous crack in the friendship between two people. The bridge built in the heart was temporarily blocked by the storm, just like the goldfish in two fish tanks separated by glass were temporarily deprived of the medium of communication with each other. The contradiction rising in my heart cannot extend that insignificant crack indefinitely. After the wind and rain, the sunshine will eliminate all strangeness.
The sound of wind and rain passing by on the bridge is actually just some sharp conflicts with family members. Family affection occasionally flashes a red light like a restricted area. The generation gap is actually not that bottomless. Although we are in two different worlds and have different distances from our parents. However, just like a bridge, it can connect two places and eliminate the strangeness. We can also try to find the voice of our parents with our parents, and use communication to eliminate the gradually spreading strangeness caused by the generation gap.
The sound of wind and rain walking on the bridge is actually just a person who has lost his way forward. A lonely heart wanders around, unable to see a place called the other side. I have also lost myself again and again, and setbacks have shattered my heart. I have also been hurt so sharply that my soul was exhausted. But in the end it was the sunshine that saved me, the warmth cut through my loneliness, and the bridge opened up the layers of blockade in my heart.
The sound of wind and rain walking on the bridge made me experience familiarity and strangeness. The fifteen-year-old boy has gradually taken a slightly childish seriousness towards life. Use words to describe this period of time - my voice, my life, the ups and downs I have experienced. Overcoming the Wind and Rain Essay 8
I have walked along the riverside countless times, looking at the dark clouds in the sky, waiting for the wind and rain to come. I have loved challenges since I was a child, challenging everything about myself. It is not only a battle, but also a growth, just like I am soaring in the wind and rain.
I have always believed that after this storm, there is a rainbow.
I believe in Li Shizhen’s legend: In an era when medical knowledge was weak, who would have thought about how difficult it would be to create a medical book? Faced with a huge medicine library, thousands of There are countless kinds of medicines and prescriptions. It is simply impossible to merge and integrate them. But for decades, he climbed cliffs day by day, lit up the lamp at night, and adhered to his great life ideals. How many people had laughed at his tortuousness: "It's just you? If you still want to succeed, it will be useless even if I give you ten lifetimes." He never gave up on difficulties and ridicules. When enthusiasm and hard work were fermented, a medical manual that has gone through countless ups and downs and has been passed down for a long time will appear - "Compendium of Materia Medica".
I believe in Edison’s diligence: according to his words, it seems that genius does not exist at all. Because as long as you work hard, you are a genius. Edison was a child of light, and light spurred him to create the sun in darkness. Faced with thousands of filament materials and countless light bulb structures, he did not flinch. He believed that no matter how long or howling the storm was, he would do his best to break through this unbreakable storm. He believed that he was the end of the storm. Finally, after more than two thousand days and nights, a small tungsten lamp illuminated half of the earth in darkness. It became the earth's first light source.
Getting brighter in the darkness...
I believe in the miracle of China's aerospace industry: China's aerospace industry, which is decades behind other countries in research history, is like a spark that finally eliminates the wind and rain on the entire plain, China Aerospace is not afraid of difficulties or wind and rain. They are not afraid of challenges. They are always strong! They say that as long as it is a technical problem, it will never be a problem. If others can do it, we can also do it. We must do it. This is their greatest belief. Finally, with the launch of the Shenzhou series, the launch of the Long March series, and the blooming of the Tiangong series, China Aerospace broke through the wind and rain to show its powerful strength to the world. Isn't this a great miracle?
Wind and rain are actually a roadblock. Moreover, it is a paper tiger that is strong on the outside but capable on the inside. Why should we be intimidated by it? As long as we are focused and brave, isn't it a simple matter to break through the wind and rain?
Wind and rain are wasted, and life is in vain. interest. When the storm comes, let us become a petrel! Fighting with the wind and rain on the vast sea, challenging the wind and rain... Breaking through the wind and rain is a challenge and an attitude. Surviving the Wind and Rain Composition 9
The ringing of the school bell reached my ears. I raised my head and looked out the window. The rain was still raging with abandon, seemingly not giving anyone a chance to take a breath. I grabbed my schoolbag and rushed down to the teaching building. I was greeted by the merciless raindrops on my face.
There were strands of crystal flowing through the messy hair, but I didn't care. He rushed out of the campus and was already in the car before he could react. I looked at the car window, and countless water drops fell as you chased me, and I didn't even have time to enjoy a moment of rest. Staring at the water droplets, I saw a hint of sadness for some reason. I think if raindrops also have life, then this is their fate. In a daze, I actually found little people, smashing from the clouds to the ground, playing the most beautiful music in the world together with the indifferent concrete. They can be regarded as building magnificence with their lives, I think.
Before I knew it, I had arrived home. The gentle orange lights, the simple wallpaper, and the "You're back" from my family all interpret warmth, but all of this seems to have nothing to do with me. The firm lock in my heart seems to have become my forever The inner demons that I dare not face.
Ignoring my mother’s repeated inquiries, I closed the door firmly, shutting out all the beauty and longing. This is my room, this is where I should be, I can't take any chance of relaxation! I suddenly felt inexplicable emptiness and loneliness, so I turned off the lights and put on my headphones. The melancholy notes hit my heart instantly. I lay gently on the table and closed my tired eyes.
The door was suddenly opened, a ray of light slipped in, and then another beam of light, a ray of light. I turned my head away and they wouldn't know.
But there were no questions or interruptions as I imagined. There was just an extra piece of cake on the desk. I hesitantly opened the box and tentatively put a small piece in my mouth. The soft cream melted on the tip of my tongue, and the aroma spread freely in my mouth... The moment I swallowed this feeling, some kind of moist and warm liquid slipped from the corner of my eyes...
I Opening the door, I blended in with the laughter that greeted me. Outside the window, the wind and rain continued, but I understood: when my heart is clear, the rain is also clear! In fact, I have nothing to worry about at all. It's just that from the moment it rained, I locked myself in a tightly closed dark glass bottle. As for when it disappeared, I think it started to break from the moment I came home.
Overcoming the storm of my mood, yes, I feel the warmth of home! Overcoming the Wind and Rain Essay 10
In life, people will always encounter many difficulties, which come into our lives like a violent storm. However, every time we get through this storm, the long-lost rainbow will appear in front of us and light up our world.
I remember that when I was in fifth grade, my grades were always among the best in the class. It is precisely because of the success of several consecutive exams that I gradually became proud. I started to "do my homework" while playing and doing my homework every day.
Soon, we ushered in the next exam. I never expected that I would get a score of 75 on this seemingly simple question! This score broke into my life like a storm. After I got home, I locked myself in the room and thought: "Hey, what should I do? My mother will definitely scold me when she comes back. It's all my fault. If I hadn't reviewed well, I wouldn't be here now." I won’t regret it here.”
At this moment, a song suddenly sounded in my ears: “The sun always comes after the storm, please believe there is a rainbow...”. This is? Oh, this is "The Sunshine Always Comes After the Storm"! When I heard this song, I thought to myself: "Yes, just like what the song says, the sunshine is always after the storm. How can you see the sunshine if you don't work hard? I decided to start working hard again.
So, I started working hard every day. During class, I concentrated on following the teacher's ideas, listening carefully, not missing a word, and taking notes to facilitate my review after class. After class, I went home. Review, follow the ideas of the notes, review carefully, do not miss any difficulty, and do the homework seriously; after finishing the homework, I review very carefully until late at night. When my mother sees me working so hard, she often tells me not to do it. It was so hard, but I didn't listen to my mother and insisted on reviewing until late at night. The lights in the city went out one by one, and everyone at home was used to it. Only a solitary lamp in front of my desk was on, and I was under the lamp. I kept my eyelids open, cheered up, and continued to write diligently. It wasn't until all the homework was wiped out that I climbed into bed tiredly to rest.
Soon, the second exam came, but. This time I still only scored 89 points. My mother comforted me and said: "It doesn't matter, don't be discouraged. At least this time there is progress compared to the last time, right?" "After listening to my mother's words, I suddenly cheered up and started to move forward on the road to victory. Finally, the hard work paid off, and with my efforts, I achieved a score of 98 points.
" The sunshine is always after the storm, please believe that there is a rainbow, and accept the storm..." Yes, as long as we rush through the storm, we will definitely see the long-lost rainbow. So, work hard, we must all learn to rush through it Storm! Break through the storm, victory is ahead!