On the first day of my life, I didn't know that life was like a song until the dead leaves fluttered.
The autumn wind is bleak, and I am walking aimlessly on the winding forest path in the botanical garden. The trees on both sides of the road have long listlessly hung down their black branches, and several yellow leaves are hanging on the branches alone. The autumn wind blows, and I still seem to sigh my fate. You have envied the fragrance of spring flowers, and you long for the evergreen of pine and cypress. However, more loneliness will accompany you all your life. My hazy thoughts have been taken far away by you. ...
Suddenly, a slightly bleak autumn wind blew, and a dead leaf could not help but shake violently. In an instant, the leaf roots and branches quietly separated, and it flew in the air, attracting my attention.
I hold it carefully in my palm, and it seems to be stuck in my warm palm, lying quietly and quietly. It is a dead leaf with yellowish color and light yellow veins, which are particularly clear and slightly protruding. The yellow leaves are only mixed with bits and pieces of residual green. You are very lucky, accompanied by green branches and leaves, swaying your beautiful posture in the warm spring breeze; You have no choice but to associate with the dark soil and leave the leaves behind. "Turn into spring mud to protect flowers" is an ordinary hymn of life you wrote! Another autumn wind came slowly, and all the dead leaves stuck together and drifted away helplessly. ...
Ah! Our life is so short, just like dead leaves in the autumn wind. Just after the green summer, autumn comes quietly. Then it falls to the ground in the cold wind, leaves return to the roots, dust returns to dust, and soil returns to soil. Come on! Let's cherish the golden time now, life is like a song, don't wait until late autumn is like dead leaves, empty and sad!
It was a cold afternoon and I was walking at the crossroads. Suddenly, there was a shrill and creepy scream in my ear, followed by a deafening crash. I instinctively look forward. It turned out that a big truck hit a cyclist, and the bicycle was deformed and scattered all over the floor. People were flying, then fell to the ground, bloody beyond recognition. ...
Seeing this thrilling and horrible scene, my whole heart tightened, and the feeling of vomiting constantly stimulated my stomach. I closed my eyes and ran away quickly.
In the face of all this, I can't help but ask: "If the truck driver doesn't go against the road, if the truck driver doesn't run the red light, if the cyclist doesn't take the motorway, if …" Faced with all this, I can't help thinking: "How can the truck driver face what is happening in front of him, and how can he face the cyclist's family? How does the family of the cyclist accept the reality of family destruction and how to live in the future? "
According to the incomplete statistics of the transportation department, there were 5180,000 car accidents and 0/07,000 people died in * * last year, which means that there was an accident every minute on average. Isn't this shocking figure thought-provoking?
How many families have been torn apart by car accidents, how many white-haired people have sent black-haired people to tragedy, how many children have become orphans, and how many people are heavily in debt and disabled for life. ...
For his and her happiness, for the happiness of their families, for not being sad anymore, and for not having nightmares like me, please strictly abide by the traffic rules and cherish your life!
The first composition of life 3 endure for a while, calm; Take a step back and broaden the horizon. -inscription
Back in time, I stood in the long river of history and savored the patience handed down by Chinese ancestors.
On the beacon tower, the wolf smoke rises, and the blood is stained with thousands of troops. In this turbulent spring and autumn period, the emperor was regarded as a shadow, and the princes competed for hegemony. Gou Jian, the king of Yue, didn't know his regret until he didn't listen to the good words of the wise minister, and he endured the pain of national subjugation. So, he endured the pain for a while and, driven by the king of Wu, became the coachman of Fu Cha, the king of Wu. After three spring and autumn storms and numerous tests, Fu Cha finally gained trust and was able to return to his old country.
After returning to China, Gou Jian made great efforts, accepted good words, plowed with the people and suffered with the soldiers, and tasted all his courage. He seized the fleeting opportunity, sent troops to attack Wu, and stood on the stage of Gusu, only to repay the humiliation of national subjugation and become the overlord in the Spring and Autumn Period.
In troubled times, wars are bleak, and swords are useless. Under the tyranny of the Qin dynasty, heroes all over the world rose up and attacked them. Young Han Xin had lofty ideals, but he suffered the loss of his father and mother, and his parents died.
"The breeze is Xu Lai, and the water waves are still". Between green mountains and green waters, perilla swims in a boat, and his political frustration can't beat our prodigy Su Shi. It is because Ziwei endured the frustration of officialdom and looked at life with an optimistic and open-minded psychological smile that the world-famous "Red Cliff Fu" came into being, and it is precisely because of his patience that his unique heroic style was achieved.
The patience of ancestors is profound, and the younger generation can't understand it one by one. But the boy remembered the lesson: young and frivolous people should learn to be patient and calm for a while; Take a step back and broaden the horizon.
In the corner, an insignificant little plant is struggling to grow. In the face of strong winds, it never bows its head, and it never gives in; In the face of heavy rain, she never flinches, and she never bends down. Persevere, save the day, break through the storm and become the master of the blue sky. Listen to the voice of life ...
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On a snowy day, you open your arms and naughty hexagonal snowflakes dance into your palm. Listen, that's the voice of life. Yes, snowflakes are cold and won't grow. But it is not afraid of the cold, dancing in the wind and rain, not afraid of strong winds, and the elves generally fall on the ground, giving people a beautiful enjoyment. It asks nothing in return. Dont Ask For Help remembers it. The selfless voice is the voice of life.
In the vast mountains, you open your arms and let the fluffy and soft dandelion float into your palm. Listen, that's the voice of life. Yes, dandelion can't talk. It has no language. But have you ever known its world? Who says dandelions have no feelings? Isn't it love to repay and decorate the earth with your own efforts, not afraid of difficulties and hardships? It is never satisfied with the status quo, dancing with the wind, keeping company with the wind and struggling all the way. It never knows where its destination is and where it will go next. It strives to grow, never gives in, produces beautiful flowers and inspires people to grow. It asks nothing in return. Dont Ask For Help remembers it. The selfless voice is the voice of life.
Life is everywhere, and its voice is clear. Listen to the voice of life ...
I met you for the first time in the summer of 20xx. Unexpectedly, the magazine I read has become my whole life. Star-like eyes, a perfectly curved nose and a pouting mouth are all the softest places in my heart. Laugh happily and cry if you want. You are a little boy who has just started and is full of hope for the future. Seriously, I'm trapped in your swamp.
Bitter is sweet, right or wrong, people who like you don't like you. This is the only time I hate the opposite of this world. Then you must have been wronged, too Your career is on the rise, your schedule is getting busier and your health is getting worse. You are always so annoying.
20xx is your darkest year. When the company found out that I was in love, my teammates left. Seeing the news, I burst into tears. Why do you have to bear so much fate when you are only 22 years old? After that year, I can't see your sincere smile anymore.
I couldn't sleep every night when you hurt your eyes. I'm afraid what to do if I can't recover, and what to do if I leave sequelae. At that moment, I started complaining about everything. Why the company wants you to wear beauty contact lenses, why fans don't understand you, and why you have to work so hard. On the other hand, I am also very grateful to you for choosing this road and giving me life.
In 20xx, your team debuted. I'm not satisfied with your appearance rate, because I know your body will decompose faster. In the past, my dream was to be a doctor and earn a lot of money. Now my dream is to make money to support you.
When you grow up, I will definitely say to you, Bai Xian, thank you for giving me the strength of life.
Adventure is like a saussurea involucrata blooming at the top of the mountain. It is sacred and beautiful, but it is a long way and dangerous to get it. When you climb to the top of the mountain and get the snow lotus, you have already realized the value of life.
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On the snowy Antarctic glacier, there are a group of lonely people. They have been gone for many days. They made too much effort to be the first person to reach the South Pole. Just when they were full of joy, they were looking forward to running to this glacier that humans had never set foot on since ancient times, and now they finally conquered it. Fate played a big joke on them. Someone beat us to it. They want to cry and then accept another one. On the way home, they died in despair, and they never realized their dreams.
Did they fail? No, they will always be winners! Because they realized the value of life in their exploration. They fight for their dreams, that's enough. They are enough for future generations to admire.
They are the British explorer Scott and his party, and their spirit of exploration is worth learning. In life and study, when we encounter a difficult problem, do we open our hearts and try different solutions? Did we develop any unusual ideas when writing articles? When reviewing before the exam, did we make a review plan that suits us? If the answer is "yes", then we have unconsciously completed small adventures again and again.
With the spirit of adventure, we can have different gains; With the spirit of adventure, we can learn a lot; With the spirit of adventure, we can realize the value of life! An adventurous life has different meanings.
Burke once said: Life shines brilliantly in shining, and truth in ordinary. There are many people around us who love life. Today I introduce you to a person who loves life the most in my heart.
I vaguely remember that it was a Sunday, and the morning sky in Wan Li was still clear, but a strong wind soon blew. The sun in the sky also stays tight. My parents and I were on our way to grandma's house when it rained cats and dogs in a blink of an eye. There are some trees on the roadside that are swaying by the wind, as if they would fall with a gentle push of their hands.
Just as we came to a crossroads, cars were jammed in front of us, and the sound of horns filled the whole intersection. Father saw a traffic police uncle in the fuzzy window, "Oh, my God!" I can't help shouting. He was soaked to the skin, and he couldn't tell which was rain and which was sweat. Although he was soaked to the skin, he was meticulous in his work and helped us to divert traffic. I sat in the car and thought: Why should the traffic police uncle stick to his post in such bad weather? I was confused when I saw my uncle smiling and gesturing for us to pass. It was not until my father's car overtook this uncle that I really realized the true meaning of the traffic police uncle sticking to his post in the storm: it is for our safety and don't have an accident.
Thought of here, my heart is sour, I want to jump out of the car and run to the middle of the road to put a coat on the traffic police uncle who silently paid for us in the storm. Say to him, "Thank you!"
Perhaps, for the great traffic police uncle, the meaning of life lies in putting yourself in others' shoes. Worry about other people's worries and enjoy other people's happiness. I will definitely learn from him and be a considerate person. This also made me understand that the meaning of life lies in giving, giving, not accepting and not fighting for it.
The road of life is long and endless. On this road, they will accompany you for life and let you know what to do and what not to do. It's your mother and your respected teacher.
My mother used to let me study and go to cram school. I didn't even get a chance to play. I signed up for three cram schools at the weekend and two classes in the summer vacation, writing, painting, calligraphy and Olympics ... I didn't know my mother signed up for so many cram schools for my own good! I will study better than them when I grow up!
However, it was a calligraphy competition that made me understand this truth
On that day, I thought I could understand it, but there was a calligraphy competition in our school that day. I was extremely nervous and excited, and the excitement and tension went down. I was even more nervous when I got to the playground below. I've been thinking: how many prizes can I win in this calligraphy competition? When my name was called, I became more and more nervous. An uncle solemnly handed me the award certificate, and I found that it said: Samuel Chong won the first prize in the calligraphy competition ... Suddenly, I was not nervous, but very excited. At that moment, a scene flashed through my mind. My mother worked hard to teach me, and the teacher took pains to modify the font before the competition, which made me very happy today.
I showed the certificate to everyone, and the teacher smiled, as if she thought I did well in the exam and encouraged me. Soon, I also smiled happily, joyfully, joyfully. Thanks to my mother's painstaking teaching, I won the honor, and thanks to the teacher for giving me confidence and courage, which made me become another me, a confident me and a smart me.
Can I change myself in this life? If you want to change, keep trying!
On the first day of life, a leaf falls into the world and the wind blows gold.
The cool breeze is rustling, the world is golden, and the playground on campus is often a place to yearn for after class. At this time, we can see many dead leaves teetering on the tree, as light as a feather and as thin as frost. I quietly moved to the tree, and a leaf fell and floated to my palm with the wind. The leaves are red, dry and crisp, but they are not delicious, covered with bruises, pitiful and unintentional. As a result, the debris with a broken leaf dream, like a dying butterfly, stubbornly left.
I was immersed in pain and thought that this poor life would end. On the journey, it didn't end well, but it was extinguished in my hands.
Leaves floating one after another, some flying, went to the desired place; Some fell out and fell into the dark ground. In the falling afterglow, I seem to see the green of hope, rushing over, grasping tightly, letting go gently, and not moving. I can't help but sigh that this little life is really reluctant and stubborn. I seem to have met my old friend Le Yan again.
In ancient times, Wang Lun gave Li Bai a deeper friendship than Taohuatan. Today, Le Yan gave me a friendship oath stronger than the Great Wall.
Maybe that's the best way to put it. He has the courage to kiss the earth like a dead leaf, regardless of falling into darkness; He still has an unchanging ambition, like this dead leaf, flying into the distance without hesitation.
Lights are like red beans and books are like green hills. You are far away from home, and now I am thousands of miles away. In recent years, books have piled up on the table and green leaves are in front of us.
10 reading class, pick up Chinese textbooks when you have time. As soon as I opened it, I saw the famous American writer Helen Keller's article "The Man Who Remodeled Life", which was about to be studied, so I read it with relish.
This article mainly tells the story of Helen and her teacher Anne. Helen was born healthy and lively, but six years later, misfortune befell her-she was blind, and of course she could not escape the disaster of deafness. So, there was only loneliness and darkness in her world, but at this moment, someone saved her. She is Anne, the teacher who devoted her life to educating Helen. After several months of hard study, Helen learned a lot of knowledge. Instead of suffering and despair, she decided to take the road of literature and make great achievements! Her life came back to light.
What impressed me most about this article was the patience of Teacher Anne and Helen's persistence. It is because of these that Helen can achieve something in the future. Of course, Teacher Anne can be said to be Helen's savior. Without Anne, Helen would be one of the poor deaf and blind people in Qian Qian!
I suddenly found out: how happy we are now! You can smell the flowers, see the rainbow, hear the birds singing loudly, and run around happily playing games with your friends. These are ordinary but extremely happy things! Since Helen can do great things even when she is deaf and blind, what's more, we are healthy? Therefore, we must work hard and live up to this beautiful youth!
Still the same sentence: love life and cherish health!
On my way to school in the morning, I was walking happily to the Gem Square when I suddenly found a slender earthworm on the paved ground. I couldn't help but take a few steps back-in short, it's still alive, just like the tip of its tail has been trampled, and its body is still writhing slightly uneasily. Probably for some reason, it left the grass on the side and fell to this place.
I squatted down and looked at it, and suddenly I felt a feeling of pity: if I stay here all the time, I'm afraid I'll be dried and trampled to death at noon. I want to save it. This was my first reaction, and later I agreed to do it myself. So, I found a fallen one beside me, trying to pick it up gently and put it on the grass beside me. But its extremely soft body, if I exert a little force, it will writhe painfully, which corresponds to the timidity in my heart. I have to try to wrap it on wrapping paper and then pick it up. It is wrapped around the wrapping paper that I spread out in spirit. Therefore, I can only carefully put it in a piece of green grass.
I walked forward more briskly with a smile. This is not a great achievement, but I am happy about it. In my mind, life is equal. Even if it is as small as dust in the air, it has its own joys and sorrows. Life is the most precious at any time. So I often don't want to see some fresh life disappear for various reasons. A soul, quietly disappeared in silence. So I often try not to step on those flowers and try not to hurt my life. Because in my heart, life is the most precious.
I dare not say what life is, I just say what life is like.
If cells are the basic structure of organisms, then life is the meaning of the existence of organisms.
When the earth was still naked, the stubborn grass tried to break through the shackles and break through the ground, but its small body was like the great energy when a volcano erupted, separating the surging soil. In a flash, the bare earth has a little vitality. It seems that everything can be revived, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the vibrant spring comes. However, it is just a grass, a grass that longs for life. Although it entered this world for the first time, its posture was curled up and its waist could not be straightened, but it pursued sunshine and grew bravely. A grass is like this, but what about thousands of plants in Qian Qian? It is their desire for life and fearlessness that make the world full of vigor and vitality. This is their lifelong pursuit and protection, and it is also the meaning of their birth in the world.
When all the cats and dogs around me are alive and kicking, I really want to know the psychological feelings of the stray dog with two broken hind legs. It's all dirty and its hair is sticky. However, it stubbornly looks for food in front of the store, but refuses to go anywhere near the trash can. I think that's respect for life, eager to be treated equally.
Zhang Liming's What is Life explains the meaning of life in 200,000 words. I don't think my words mean anything, just because life is so grand and precious that I am amazed.
Life is precious. We should cherish not only human life, but also the lives of small animals. But we humans often ignore animal life.
A few days ago, I saw a sad scene on the internet: on the way from car to car, a puppy was struggling to drag a puppy killed by a car onto the sidewalk. From time to time, he pushed the dead puppy with his front paws, as if to shout, "wake up!" Wake up! " From time to time, he looked at passing cars and pedestrians with helpless eyes, as if begging for help. He worked hard, but he couldn't drag on and didn't want to leave. He has been walking around the dog, guarding the puppy.
A kind-hearted man saw it and helped him carry the dog to the sidewalk. He never lets go and follows closely. The kind man gave him a sausage, but he bit it in half and put half in the dog's mouth. ...
Later, good people helped him bury the dog and sent it to the dog shelter, but the next day he disappeared and was found lying in front of the dog's grave.
After watching this clip, I couldn't help crying and was deeply moved by their sincere feelings. At the same time, I am angry at the driver's disregard for the dog's life. They ended the life of a puppy and a touching story. I want to say to the drivers, "How many small animals died under the wheels! I hope you don't drive so fast, please cherish life and love life! "
My mother, who was reading a book, suddenly said to herself, "In that case, I'll let my mother live." I immediately knew that she was reading an article about "life education", and I had read it, which roughly meant that the relevant education experts had given a test question: If only one of you and your mother could survive, what would you choose?
Seeing me smiling in front of her, my mother asked, "What if it was you? You don't have to answer, such a question is too far-fetched for your child. "
"If it is your father and you, I will choose to let your father live. If it is you, I will give you a chance to live, because he is your father and you are my child. " Mother said without hesitation, and then thoughtfully said, "You will understand when you reach your mother's age."
Still want to laugh, I stopped, not joking as usual, and a few touching stories that I have seen before came to my mind.
Mother camel is willing to jump into the well to make the water float, let the hungry camel drink a mouthful of cold water and trade her life for the camel's life.
The mother and daughter lost in the ski resort, and the mother used her own blood to guide the plane to find them, and exchanged her own death for her daughter's life.
The Tibetan antelope was chased by the enemy to the edge of the cliff, and the old antelope jumped off the cliff without hesitation, serving as a springboard for the young antelope. The old antelope fell off the cliff and traded its life for the continuation of the game.
What is life and what is the meaning of life? It is maternal love, it is selfless maternal love. Isn't the meaning of life the embodiment and greatness of maternal love?
At this point, I understand my mother's bounden but tragic choice. I believe her because she is a mother.
In a small corner of the campus, an unknown tree stands quietly. That tree has been there for many years.
With a faint forest fragrance, its leaves came into view. What beautiful leaves! It seems to be a natural and exquisite bookmark. Its dark yellow leaves, small fan-shaped leaves and some uneven rims make me want to touch it gently. The leaves are smooth, like the skin of a newborn baby, but the brightness has been ruthlessly erased by the years. Early winter season, quietly wither, for the sake of mother land, give yourself a little weak strength.
It, standing there, stands upright, like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes. Its branches, like needles soaring into the sky, stand upright. What strange branches! The bark is like an old man's thin hand, engraved with traces of time. I touched it gently. Its dark appearance makes my originally slightly black hands a little white. From top to bottom, the rough touch slipped through my fingers, like touching on uneven steel. Although not smooth, but so strong, like a strong soldier.
It, a stout root, is deeply rooted in the soil. It goes deep into the soil with its own strength and provides a steady stream of nutrients for its own survival. A cold wind blew, and I stood in the wind, blown a little high, but the "warrior" still stood firm in the wind, guarding the Zhegui Garden with the sound of books.
Unknown tree! No one is familiar with your background, and no one is willing to water you. You are the only one who has watched generations of students win the laurels in the vast years. You are a witness to the history of Guiyuan and the pride of our Guiyuan!