Over that mountain, composition 1
Life rises and falls like four seasons, with sunny spring and biting cold winter. Life is interesting when sp
Over that mountain, composition 1
Life rises and falls like four seasons, with sunny spring and biting cold winter. Life is interesting when spring and winter alternate.
It was an afternoon, the sun shone into the window and I was lying in front of my bed secretly, feeling a little sleepy. When I woke up, I found that the window was covered with rain beads, and the rain was slow and rapid. I sat in a chair, thinking about this difficult problem that bothered me. Complain: "What kind of weather makes me feel worse."
A simple triangle, the length of one side, how to find the degree of the angle? I stared at this question, turned over the textbook, kept turning my head, took a pen, recorded my thoughts, and gradually came to the right conclusion. At this time, I am like a climber, climbing slowly to the top of this steep mountain. It was almost dawn, and a pot of cold water poured down, dousing my fiery heart and stopping my motivation to move forward. A set of data tells me that it is another calculation error.
Take a breath, open the window, see the world in the rain, smell the grass and the flowers. Listening to the sound of rain beads colliding with the land, I turned my ears to boredom in an instant. Looking down, I accidentally saw a snail moving slowly outside the window. Raindrops fell on it and soaked its little house, but it still "went on". It suddenly dawned on me that it was this spirit of persevering despite difficulties. I haven't reached the top of the mountain yet. How can I give up?
On the way back to "climbing the mountain", I slowly climbed to the top of the mountain, and the "tick" sound of the clock passed by my ear one after another. I climbed the steep mountain, followed by my father's correction. Correction is like going down a mountain, sometimes landing safely, sometimes falling into a deep valley and breaking into pieces. I'm nervous, so let it be. Looking at the pen in my father's hand, I was paddling quickly, and then the answer to this question appeared in front of me. I did the right thing. I finally got over the mountain.
Looking out the window, the rain stopped. The snail has long since disappeared, leaving only a long white trail, which is its climbing road.
On the way to climb the mountain, it may be bumpy, but as long as you climb the mountain and stand on the peak, you will gain a breeze and a fragrance.
Over that mountain composition 2
I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.
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"The sleeves are bright and pale, the fireworks are leaning against the green, the lights are tender, the stars are all over the sky, and they are leaning." Watching my deskmate write a few beautiful words three or two times, a familiar and frequent inferiority complex secretly breeds in my heart, and a sense of powerlessness arises spontaneously.
I once had a distant and shining dream! I also want to be as comfortable as a generation of writers. I walked towards my dream and tried my best for it, but it was slow, too slow.
Later, I personally buried my dream in deep confusion. Now, seeing that my friends who struggled together in those years are striding after their dreams, I finally make up my mind to regain my dreams, the pearl of the sea.
I read Li Qingzhao's "Life is an outstanding person and death is a ghost hero" to understand the spirit and integrity of chivalrous women; I read Bai Juyi's book "If everything is anxious, you can see the autumn is crisp and the crops are bumper", and I understand his mood of having fun with the people. I strolled in Li Yu's music banquet to see the loneliness and loneliness of his building that was about to collapse and decay. I love Li Bai in Yu Guangzhong's works, the world in Haizi's books and Wang Xiaobo's poetic personal world.
Books enrich my brain. I roam in the ocean of literature, and use diligence as my crutch to walk on the hill of literature.
I started from the stars and received the beautiful scenery of red sun and smoke clouds on the white pages. In countless nights, I have been sleeping on the warm bed, enjoying forgetting my words in the world of literature. The wind is cold and the night is still early. I looked at the bright moon, and I wrote down my thoughts magnificently, determined to live up to this love.
Progress is still slow, but I no longer panic, because I only compare with myself, which is called an inch of joy.
Carlisle said, "face the morning light, not the sunset fantasy." I have done it, so all that remains is to give it to long-term love and endless efforts.
I broke into this splendid world alone, only for the appearance of live high, and reached the peak of my dream. Therefore, no matter how high and steep Ren Dashan is, I will climb it in a down-to-earth manner.
Over that mountain composition 3
The world admires the majesty of Mount Tai, so everyone is proud to climb the top of Mount Tai.
Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up at the peak, everything is so far away. It's a green morning. You take a deep breath and start a day's journey.
Near noon, halfway up the mountain, the vicious sun is eroding your upward determination. You climb a tall stone and look around. Everything is green. The sun is like fire, and Shan Ye, which was originally fresh, has now become a hell and a cage, leaving you in a dilemma.
"Take a break." You say to yourself. So I sat on the floor and secretly enjoyed the shade stolen from the sun.
Go on, the double torture of physical and mental will drive the angel in your heart out of the door, go along with the devil, and encourage you to stagnate.
However, your angel collected the essence of heaven and earth and destroyed each other with the same spiritual power as fire! You grit your teeth and always believe that you can reach the top.
Halfway through, you won't be blind at first. The rhythm slows down and you begin to appreciate the surrounding scenery.
The sun still burns the world, but not as strong as at noon. You say to yourself, "Look, you can really feel different people when you calm down!"
It's all your own credit, but you never thought that the hottest time of the day was over.
Your footsteps never stop, but your actions reveal your true colors-hypocrisy!
You don't want to be close to nature, but you want to have the capital to show off like everyone else. I'm going to shoot it from above in the name of keeping it as a souvenir, just to leave evidence for you to show off in the future.
At sunset, you stop because you have reached the finish line. You look around, but you can only see one mountain after another.
You laugh because you realize your stupidity! Ignorance! Stupid!
You think you can see all the prosperity of the world by boarding a ship. Actually, it's not. When you climb to the top of this mountain, others are trying. You think you have reached the extreme, but the extreme of others never stops.
After you leave a "sunset", turn around and leave, and at the same time, those passing scenery will be truly displayed in front of you.
You know, the so-called success is only a result, and there are the most pleasant moments in the process.
Don't worry-others have it, you may not have it; But you do, and no one else does!
Therefore, it is a new realm to be yourself and not compare with others, isn't it?
Over that mountain composition 4
There are many mountains in one's life.
When I was in primary school, I climbed Sun Moon Mountain with my mother. Xu Xiake once commented that this mountain "reveals layers of jade and clouds". Day order Mountain is high and steep, and has been independent for thousands of years. Every time I step on a step, I feel tired. Wet lichen, towering trees, dead branches and leaves on the slippery stone steps, and a little me. Tired, I feel that the forest is impenetrable, and the lush branches and leaves make me breathless. I almost gave up, but I finally climbed to the top of the mountain ..... "All the other mountains looked short under the sky". My heart seems to be no different from that of poets hundreds of years ago. In the distance, the castle peak is faintly stained with ink and wash, the urban buildings under its feet are exquisite, and the blue sky and white clouds overhead overlook the world of mortals ..... It feels unprecedented grandeur. Such a beautiful scenery can only be realized after suffering.
Mathematics is a mountain more difficult to climb than climbing the stairs. I don't like math, but I have to learn it-it's a great psychological pain. You can't imagine what it's like to be stuck in a big problem that is not difficult for more than half an hour without finding any clues. These figures are chaotic, adding up blindly, and getting more and more chaotic. Then I will become extremely anxious. I tried to sort out my thoughts like paste, and I struggled to open a narrow path from my brain, which had been tortured by mathematics for half an hour and was already in a semi-idiotic state, and re-examined the questions. Restarted for dozens of minutes, and finally understood the essentials. At this time, I was completely relieved. In the face of such a landmark victory, my heart became choppy, as if I finally climbed a mountain, and I surpassed myself.
I am timid by nature and always have a deep fear of being alone at home. I can hardly sleep a wink. I have to keep my headlights on and my eyes open until I feel sleepy. Sometimes my parents are busy with work and can't leave, so I have to face this silent night alone. The clothes on the balcony are dancing wildly by the whistling wind, the footsteps in the corridor, and the strange noises made by the doors and windows from time to time ... these always make me shudder. When I was a child, I could let them cry with me. Now these tricks are definitely gone, and they are very embarrassing to use. I try to listen to some relaxing songs with headphones; Think of something happy and interesting; Or talk to your parents for a while ... gradually, you can be alone at night. Overcoming inner fears and personality weaknesses also gave me a sense of victory after climbing the mountain.
Life is a journey. On this road, we all have to climb many tangible and intangible mountains. Only by doing its best can we see the scenery on the other side of the mountain and become a better self.
Go over that mountain. Composition 5
On the road of life, there will be countless mountains blocking our progress. Don't be afraid to climb up step by step when you meet them. As long as you persist, you will succeed!
I remember that before the beginning of the sixth grade, we experienced a week's test-military training.
"Since I entered this classroom, you have been reservists." The instructor said. His voice is so loud that I can hear it clearly. Next, we put on our military uniforms and started terrible training. ...
"Stand up straight, chest out and abdomen in!" This sentence began to reverberate in the campus, which made me unforgettable even after several years. In the days of military training, we have been caught in the rain and basked in the sun for a long time, standing in a military posture every day, or doing some other training. I just want to say "tired" every night, but I will persist no matter how hard it is!
"Crash! Hey! " It's raining again, and the rain is beating on the ground, drop by drop. It's so messy. We stand in the military posture according to the instructor's instructions and must not move. Suddenly, I don't know which classmate said a few words and was caught by the instructor. Shit, who is it? Because of this, we were all fined fifty push-ups
"get down!" We knelt down when we heard a loud noise, because this was what the instructor said, and disobedience might be even worse. In this way, we hold the ground with our hands and do push-ups. But some students were caught being lazy, which chilled them, but I also know that I can't give up!
Finally, we persisted, the military training was over, and I felt that I had gained a lot. It turns out that the mountains on the road of life are not terrible. As long as you are willing to climb it and stick to it, you will succeed, even if the mountain is very big and high. ...
Go over that mountain. Composition 6
Every time I walk at night, all kinds of monsters in horror movies will appear in my mind. Sometimes I will become a female ghost with pale long hair, sometimes I will become a short person with a gloomy smile, and sometimes I will become a bloody scene of killing people ... Whenever I come home from school at night, the way home will be as continuous as a mountain road, which seems endless. Whenever I walk in a dimly lit place, those scenes will come to my mind and make me step faster, but the more I want to get rid of these scenes, the more they follow me, as if they were printed in my mind. When I get home, I often sweat profusely, and my clothes seem to be wet by water and stick to my back.
Darkness is something I have always been afraid of, just as some people are afraid of certain animals. It seems impossible to change, but after some experience, this fear will change.
On that occasion, a seminar was held in my class to discuss the difficulties in my heart and the ways to change them. I talked about my difficulties, and I discussed with my classmates how to make myself not afraid to walk at night. The students answered questions for me, and I listened to their answers, and my frown gradually spread. That night, they adopted their opinion.
After school every night, there is always a boy singing loudly in the dim light. He sang all the way home, no matter who seemed to exist.
It is precisely because of this method of my classmates that I crossed the mountain, and then the winding mountain road is a light and melodious song for me, and that song accompanied me across the mountain.
A crowded place is where I show my shortcomings. I'm afraid of dozens of pairs of eyes staring at me alone. At that time, my face will burn, and people's smiles will make me feel ashamed. Therefore, I dare not make a speech.
But the more you are afraid of something, the more you can't get rid of it. At that time, my composition was regarded as a model essay, and the teacher asked me to read my composition on the platform. My heart is like thunder, and I am at a loss. I tried to get the teacher to let me go, but the teacher didn't give up and still let me give a speech. Seeing the teacher's resolute appearance, I had no choice but to go to the podium. I stood on the podium, still wriggling, saying nothing, just staring at the composition book. My face is as hot as a fever, because my classmates are staring at me, and I am afraid.
The teacher stared at me, walked slowly to my side, patted me on the shoulder, encouraged me, and asked my classmates to applaud me. The applause is endless. Because of this applause, I have confidence, and I made a brave speech. Although I am a little nervous, I am proud of my leap again.
Over that mountain composition 7
Clouds and mist are lingering, the mountain island is towering, looking up, towering into the clouds, missing. There are countless mountains in this world. When climbing a mountain, what you can see is the beauty of lush flowers and plants at the foot of the mountain, the misty trance on the mountainside and the dazzling sunrise at the top of the mountain. The scenery is different and beautiful. Different places have different landscapes that can be included in the fundus.
Most of the "mountains" in life have names-goals, ideals and dreams. They are either out of reach or right in front of us. As middle school students, we are located under this "mountain" called the senior high school entrance examination. Although we walk together, we are located in different positions of this mountain. On the other hand, I stood halfway up the mountain, surrounded by clouds. There is a reason for this, because in a monthly exam I experienced not long ago, I got the worst score in mathematics in nine years. I was surrounded by depression and boredom like a scourge, and the shining guiding star in my heart was also covered by dense fog, so I fell into the fog and darkness, hesitating to know where to go.
On weekdays, I study with a smile as usual, but only I know how confused and helpless my heart is. The process of climbing the mountain is difficult and tortuous, but if I want to pursue my dream, I can only grit my teeth and stick to it, keep my eyes open and try to identify the right path, overcome my fears and reach the top step by step. Strive to climb the mountain of dreams, look up and try to pursue the star of hope.
I know that if you want to see the most beautiful scenery in the world, you must overcome the initial temptation, find the right path in the fog, and endure setbacks and blows. I know, as Wang Guozhen said, "There is no mountain higher than people, and there is no road longer than people." Only by crossing that high mountain can we meet the dawn. Get hope, be full of courage, and rush to higher peaks with full enthusiasm. Hardship and frustration will be swept away by the inner pride at the moment of climbing the mountain. Because, there is no mountain you can't climb, only the mountain you don't want to climb!
Over that mountain composition 8
On the road of pursuing colorful dreams. You are bound to encounter difficulties in one way or another. They stand before you like a mountain.
Those who are afraid of climbing the peak will always wander under the mountain; Those who dare to climb will see the picturesque "scenery" on the top of the mountain. In the process of climbing over, there will be some difficulties and setbacks that will drown you like an avalanche.
Those who climb that mountain will see beautiful pictures.
Balzac, a Frenchman, said: "Frustration is like a stone, which is a stumbling block for the weak and makes you hold back;" For the strong, it is a stepping stone to make you stand higher. "Beethoven, a musician, suffered indescribable setbacks in his life. 17 years old lost his mother and was deaf at the age of 28. What a blow to a musician! But Beethoven was not depressed or discouraged. He said, "I want to hold my destiny by the throat. It wants me to give in, which is absolutely impossible. "He always lives tenaciously, works hard and becomes a great musician in the world.
Don't give up your ideal future when you feel that these mountains are coming too fast and blocking your steps. In the future, he is behind those mountains, and it has decorated your world with colorful colors, waiting for your arrival.
Successful people are often climbing warriors. Because of this, they put their dreams in the first place, go forward without fear of difficulties and setbacks, set foot on mountains and move towards their yearning life.