Blessing composition 1 Seeing the beautiful but untrue tone of the word "bright moon", do you think of queuing at the train station all night to buy tickets just to get a train ticket home for the Mid-Autumn Festival? How many people have been cheated so badly by scalpers, and finally they can only complain bitterly, and finally they cannot realize their desire to go home for the New Year.
"Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly thought of home." This poem by Li Bai is enough to write the inner thoughts of the wanderer who has left his hometown and the lonely mood of missing his family. The beauty of moonlight, the heart of a wanderer, is the only grace, the beautiful Mid-Autumn Festival, family reunion and the joy of enjoying the moon; Wanderers can't go home for various reasons, so you can imagine how strong your homesickness is. I would like to take this opportunity to sincerely wish the wanderers a happy, happy and healthy Mid-Autumn Festival. Your relatives will always care about your return, so they have the opportunity to go home often.
The pure moonlight touched our heartstrings. Everyone is enjoying the moon happily and talking about the mystery of Chang 'e, which makes me a child living in a poor family feel extremely warm and happy. Although my family is not rich, it doesn't matter to me. The important thing is that everyone can get together, which is enough. Seeing my parents' kind faces filled with a trace of happiness in silence made me forget their previous disharmony; Grandparents told each other about their past moonlit nights, which made me understand the size of the world and showed a long-lost smile.
The moonlight on August 15 enveloped everything in the world, and the fish in the Litchi Bay River surfaced to join in the fun and feel the full moon. The atmosphere in the moonlight. However, the fish is still so shy, watching the fish sister shine on it and dive in Tuozai.
And I, looking at the bright moon, shine such charming light in the quiet and deep forest. There seem to be some twinkling stars beside the moon in the starry sky, but I feel a little sad. Do you want to know why? Looking at the twinkling stars reminds me of my relatives who have gone to heaven. She seems to have been waving to me, smiling and nodding to me, indicating that she is doing well. However, back to reality, the thought of her coming to my house today. Not long ago, she was taken away by illness and left forever. Maybe, maybe, at this moment, the shining star dotted in the starry sky is her; Dear, I received your blessing. I will take good care of myself and study hard in the future. Don't worry too much about me. I am rational. I stared at the starry sky, and the shining luster gradually dimmed at that moment, which made me shed bitter tears.
The wind is blowing dandelions flying freely. In this special moonlight, my thoughts are pinned on the moonlight. The beauty, fragrance and sorrow of the moonlit night made me spend a happy sleepless night with a touch of sadness.
The night sky in winter is so calm, there are no bright stars, only soft moonlight. On the night of the second day of junior high school, our family released the Kongming Lantern with a blessing.
After dinner, our children clamored for Kongming lanterns, and their parents agreed. I couldn't wait to open the bag and carefully took out the Kongming Lantern for fear of tearing it. Kongming Lantern is yellow and very big. I picked up a paintbrush, dipped it in some ink, and wrote down my wish: I hope it is the Year of the Loong's wish ... but I have never studied calligraphy, and I have never written on Kongming Lantern. The handwriting is crooked, the ink is scattered on the lamp, and the words are blurred like a stain. But this is my wish at last. I comforted myself and ran to the yard with it. My uncle and aunt are there. I fixed something like a candle in Kongming's lantern and gave it to my father. Dad picked up the lighter and lit it, but it didn't. He lit it again, but he couldn't find it. I'm a little worried: Kongming Lantern won't be broken. However, this concern was immediately dispelled, because dad had already lit it, but the fire was not big enough to let it go.
I put my hands together on my chest and sincerely shouted, "God, you must realize my wish!" " "
At this time, my brother came over, holding a brush in his hand, waving his hand in the blank of my Kongming lantern, and smartly wrote a word: home. Then he wrote on the other four lanterns: harmony, ten thousand, things and prosperity. Reading together is home and everything, and our faces are all smiles.
After a while, my Kongming lantern finally flew. As soon as I let go, it slowly floated up and stood out in the deep night sky. The rest of the lights also flew in succession. Under our gaze, they lined up in the footsteps of the first man. The vigorous five characters slowly lifted off and finally disappeared into our sight with the fireworks coming from next door.
"Everyone is happy, and the small family will be happy!" Grandpa's words warmed us all.
The light that sets out with blessings floats in the sky in our hearts. Whenever you look up, you will find its shining figure. ...
Annie is a bad girl. She played truant and fought. She did everything a middle school student shouldn't do. So Annie's mother broke her heart for her. God saw Anne so rebellious and decided to turn her into a bunch of carnations and send them to her mother on Mother's Day.
Mother smiled kindly when she saw the carnation, neither a smile nor an artificial smile. It seems that the tide of laughter fills my heart, but it just overflows a little. The bad girl Anne saw her mother show unprecedented satisfaction. I don't know why, Annie's heart suddenly hurts.
Mother carefully inserted the carnation into the bottle and said, "The child has grown up, grown up." I began to do housework. She picked up two buckets and ran quickly to the tap water pipe. She came to the faucet, turned it on and the water rushed into the bucket. In a short time, two buckets of water were full. She carried a pole on her shoulder and held it hard. Being weak, she hardly bothered it. Annie's mother takes a breath almost every step, takes a few steps and stops to have a rest. Finally, she finished picking the water. It is time for her to go out to work. Anne asked God to show her how her mother works. I saw my mother come to the construction site. The traffic on the construction site was full of people, and the rumble of the motor was mixed with people's voices, which made people's ears almost crazy. Mother smoothed her sleeves, wagged her head and planed. Sweat oozed from her face and dripped down her cheeks. She kept coughing and almost bent down with a load of dirt. But my mother persisted. She worked hard. Anne saw her mother working so hard. The first time she cried, it was also for her mother. She is determined to turn over a new leaf. God took her home.
But on my mother's way home, because of fatigue. Killed by a car. And Annie doesn't know anything at this time. She doesn't know that she is a flower without roots. Anne was in great pain when the bad news of her mother's death came. She regretted not listening to her mother and having a heart-to-heart chat with her. She still had a lot to say to her mother, so her mother closed her eyes. Anne felt that although she was not a driftwood drifting on the desert beach, she was more lonely than that driftwood.
Annie only thinks that her mother is too bitter, and God has pity on her and let her go to heaven to enjoy happiness. Anne felt a little comforted. Anne asked God to make her a carnation forever, to accompany her mother's soul forever, and to give her the best wishes.
A willow tree is planted by a clear lake, and there is an ordinary Huangguoshu tree far from the river bank. Next to Huangguoshu, there lived a cute little hedgehog. The three of them became good friends.
Hedgehogs run back and forth between the two trees every day, telling each other about the situation on both sides. Through hedgehog, willow knows that there is an ordinary Huangguoshu far away from it. When the wind blows, the leaves of Huangguoshu will shake like handfuls of fans. Willow also knows that this Huangguoshu is very tall, like a battle-hardened and high-spirited warrior guard.
Through hedgehog, this Huangguoshu also knows that there is a gentle willow tree by a lake. When the wind blows, willows will fly with the wind, just like strips of polyester, floating freely in the air. How the two big trees want to meet! However, this wish cannot be realized. They can only pin their wishes in the air and let the wind pass them on to each other.
On this day, the hedgehog came under the willow tree. As usual, the willow pricked up its ears to listen to the situation. However, the hedgehog picked a leaf from his back and told the willow that it was the leaf of Huangguoshu. Willow picked up the leaf with branches and touched it carefully: the waxy leaf was dark green, and the surface was so smooth that even the veins could not be touched, but on the back, the prominent veins were very rough and clearly visible. Willow looked at the big leaves of this Huangguoshu, and could not help but imagine the height and brawniness of Huangguoshu. Hedgehog took another willow leaf to Huangguoshu. Huangguoshu couldn't help looking at the willow leaves carefully. The spreading leaves are green, small and lovely, like an ornament and a fine work of art. Huangguoshu can't help but see the tall willow tree in her mind. Two trees. Think about it. ...
Blessing composition 5 quicksand passed away, but the separated March day stubbornly left a scene of the DPRK. The Korean Association welcomes the world with a smile, and the male host laughs sadly! Stubbornly attached to the cut tobacco of white sand smoke, looking at the people in the horizon through the smoke screen! Accustomed to the silent night when the lights went out and the songs were still burning, I was bored to look through the song list and found that the list after I left was full of sadness! The ashes in the ashtray between your fingers can't see its sadness. Maybe their lives are rich, too! Eyes quietly watching the burning faint smoke, turned into a wisp of thousands of feet ice cold.
For a long time, I have been telling myself to bury my unsustainable feelings alive, but the smile reflected in the dark night tells me how much I miss my thoughts! Sometimes I wonder what this means. Maybe it's just blank For a long time, I told myself that a new relationship might be over, but I was killed by a smile! I don't know if I dare not love or don't want to hurt someone, or if my soul was entrusted to you when you left! I can't figure it out, and I don't have the energy to think about it. Sometimes the idea of being single is deceiving yourself. All this stupidity is torturing my body and mind, but it is so real! Unforgettable feelings are gone, why force others to accept a man with other feelings? Many times I always wonder if I am too selfish. I wonder if I treat each other like this for work, for accommodation or for her! I'm really in a mess, but every day I seem to be in an orderly way, but my heart is numb. Maybe it's just work and life!
Today, a friend tested a short emotional joke, and his heart was very excited. His feelings were tangled and his eyes were dazzling. Maybe it's more realistic as an episode. But I smiled when I thought about myself. Right? Is heaven kidding? I fantasized about my feelings countless times, always thinking it was a sensational comedy, but when reality gave me a bitter drama! Maybe everyone's life has a bitter drama. I naturally don't know other people's privacy!
Many times I meditate on life and feelings, but these are like a bottleneck. How can ordinary people guess God's will! You can never see through and guess, just like the broken world of mortals, worshiped by all the superiors, as if only the superiors fell into the fragrant wine of Tao! No one in the world can see through ordinary love and no one can see through it. You can only see through your heart, because you know yourself. When you act with a restless heart, you will gradually see through the fetters of this world.
I can't break my heart, I am intoxicated with your feelings! I want to know how you live in silence every night, and whether there is a smile on your face. I want to send a concern by mobile phone, but I am thrown off the cliff by reason! Fear, fear, fear, fear. I'm afraid those seemingly casual words will crush your broken heart again. I never want to be a sinner, what's more, I'm already a sinner, so please pray that God won't give me a heavier punishment! I can't see through the world of mortals The pale world of mortals that I changed my name after I left can only show my naivety and narcissism. Even if work doesn't embarrass me and life doesn't embarrass me, the world can choose one from the other. Can you really love a plum and not get married until the end of the song? No, I can face the society, I can't resist the blow of my family!
At this time, my heart is full of love, but this is not love! I can't say I don't love, because I can't! For love, many people will say, there is nothing to give up, why be trapped by love, why treat love so pessimistically! Yes, love is beautiful. I am not pessimistic about love, but my heart has to go. Many times I feel like an emotional vegetable. There is no love except love, and that kind of love is the word responsibility I wrote with tears before I left! Yes, love in the future can only be regarded as responsibility and affection for me. Sometimes I feel sorry for hurting her too much, or my family forced me to be speechless, which led to me now!
I can't understand love. I only see how I feel. No loneliness, no loneliness, no resentment, only a touch of sadness and peace! Jing likes to weave a corner of life with words to comfort her heart! Wenjing likes to use the silence of night to create a reason for Rylie Zhang and give herself a sincere smile!
It doesn't matter if I don't speak with my heart. Sometimes words can only describe a corner of the heart, but thanks to the charm of words, people can talk and comfort their hearts.
Whenever and wherever the sun rises, I will bless the lost love and wish the sunshine bring back the smile of Iraqis. ...
As the saying goes, it is not surprising to be polite to many people. If blessing is also a gift, then this gift is probably one of many hypocrisy in the world. I don't know when it started, and the students around me began to learn to say one thing: I wish you happiness. This sentence makes me feel sick. Blessing has probably become a common sense. If a person doesn't even know the good news, he certainly doesn't know the world. However, this so-called common sense is hypocritical and directly reflects the hypocrisy of human beings.
What is happiness? You said wish me happiness, so please tell me, what is happiness? Is it because of the grace of the elders that they grow up smoothly and have more living resources? Do you live in a better environment, learn more skills, have more knowledge, and get more sought after and praise? I'm just saying how I feel. Are you going to label me cynical again?
In the pursuit of so-called happiness, human beings are doomed to shed more blood, which is doomed to be futile. Now most people are pursuing happiness and success. What do you want? Is it to make yourself happier? Then I will ask again and again: What is happiness? Our elders and teachers keep saying that the starting point is good for us, and then lock us in school and lock our young hearts with all kinds of garbage work. Some people even said humorously, if you don't like reading, don't study, go out and travel to the outside world. Is the outside world different from the elders and teachers around you? Don't they pursue happiness and long for success? I know that man is an animal. When the mainstream view of the whole society is the law of the jungle, the law of the jungle will always lead to cruel competition. The teacher also instilled a sense of competition in us. In this context, my classmates around me, how can you say to me: I wish you happiness.
When the publishing industry is occupied by some people, they will "bless" our young readers and they will make more money. When the education industry is occupied by some people, they will "bless" our next generation, but their ideas are beyond doubt. When the school is occupied by some people, they will "bless" our students-not when they have money, but when the cost of choosing a school is only tens of thousands. When the milk industry is occupied by some people, they will "bless" our teenagers and hope that they will be stronger. The above example is just a drop in the ocean.
It's a pity that there are always so many tragedies in this world. People's sympathy is rampant. They only sympathize with cats and dogs, the dead and cancer patients. Many times, they are blessing others, pursuing happiness and yearning for success. For China as a whole, this is an era of depression, an era of poor thinking and an era of no imagination.
The writer wrote a book, and the poet was crazy. Experts said, scholars thought, the media reported, and the masses participated in the voting ... Let's pray for tomorrow together.
Unfortunately, today, someone is going to die ...
Recently, I found that the blessing on the street corner is quite nice. It's really good, old guys. It makes me feel good.
It seems that this is the only way. We are used to arguing with each other, saying the same thing over and over again, knowing that the other party doesn't like it or not.
Quarrel has become our daily life. I made the biggest mistake in turning my promise to the other side into this situation today. I admit it. It can be said that in the past year, I have gradually changed from my original ignorance and learned a lot from you. I don't hate you, although you scold me so viciously, I admit that I still can't let you go at the moment, but I know we can only do this. I love you in my heart, but I acted stupid in this relationship, so we finally broke up. If you don't like something, just refuse it and let others know that you don't like it. I really noticed. I thought about it. I have to let you go. The saddest thing you said was that you said you were unlucky to meet me. I have heard it more than once. I want to be self-aware, I understand.
I don't feel unlucky when I meet you. It's my fault that I hurt you. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry that we're not suitable. Now I lack too many things. I want to grow, grow. Living for a while will make me grow. I always thought so, just like you always told me to grow up with you. It's just that I grew up too slowly. I don't regret meeting you.
In that quarrel, I said that if we broke up, I would wait for two years. If you were single at that time and I was ready, I would come to you for only two years. I am telling the truth. I hope we can all get better and better after separation! Bless you. I'm sorry.
Into the depths of my heart, I saw the snow and stretched out my warm palm. Oh, the ice and snow have melted. What is that, deeply hidden in my heart?
The north wind roared, the snow was falling, and snowflakes and strong winds rushed into my skirt. Melting snowflakes drop by drop, string by string, as if dripping on my heart, and the cold spreads all over my body. The road ahead is long, I stepped on a loss and a row of sadness, and I walked home with difficulty. Finally arrived at my door, but the cold door could not be opened. There is no one at home. I was shivering in the corner, and the snow pit I stepped on was the abyss of my despair.
The snowflake overhead seems to be blocked by something. I looked up and saw that I was a stranger, then I bowed my head again. She asked me with concern: What's the matter? I didn't speak, only tears in my eyes. She asked me to go to her house to shelter from the snow, but I refused to go, so she handed me a cotton-padded jacket with residual temperature and said,' Then I'll wait with you. I put on a cotton-padded jacket for myself regardless of the willy-nilly. This cotton-padded jacket seems to be full of magic. The wind can't blow through my skirt, and snowflakes can't cool my body. It was getting dark, and my mother came back in a hurry, thanking my aunt immediately. I returned her cotton-padded jacket and hurried home, but I always felt that I had forgotten something.
Now, I understand, but I have never seen her again. I regret not asking her name and address, not saying "thank you" and not sending the proper blessing.
I walked into my heart again. In the dim light, I seem to see her, familiar figure, familiar footsteps, familiar cotton-padded jacket. I thank her and wish her peace on the bumpy road, health in a dirty environment and happiness in a monotonous environment. She smiled, and so did I. ...
Yesterday, a whole week has passed since the Wenchuan earthquake in Sichuan.
People all over the country are worried about Wenchuan, Sichuan. Soldiers of the People's Liberation Army and Armed Police rushed to the disaster area to rescue the survivors buried in the ruins. Medical staff rushed to the disaster area to rescue the wounded; People from all fronts went to the disaster area to contribute to the disaster area and make efforts to rebuild their homes.
At 2: 28 pm on May 19, seven days after the Wenchuan earthquake in Sichuan, all parts of the country deeply mourned the compatriots killed in the Wenchuan earthquake in Sichuan.
When the siren sounded outside the window and the alarm sounded, all the teachers and students in our school immediately stopped what they were doing and stood up under the guidance of the teacher. Then I bowed my head sadly and paid tribute to my compatriots who died in the earthquake. We silently pray that the compatriots killed in the earthquake can rest in heaven; I also silently bless in my heart. I wish those survivors a strong life and rebuild their homes as soon as possible.
In this earthquake, the people of China showed great strength. I am proud that I am a China native. All the people of China will unite as one, unite as one, and provide earthquake relief, which will surely overcome this disaster!
Blessing composition 10 May 12 is an unforgettable day for me. I can't imagine that when I was still studying in class, the natural disaster in Sichuan was that those students who should be like me were buried under the rubble, and they might never see their parents again and never return to their classes again. I have never experienced an earthquake. I don't know about magnitude 7. The earthquake of magnitude 8 was dizzy, but when I saw the ruins of Wenchuan and Dujiangyan on TV, my heart was shocked.
Think of that once lively smiling face, but now it has fallen forever in the collapsed building, and that once laughter has become silent with the vibration of more than ten seconds. Looking at pens and books scattered all over the floor, tears blurred my eyes. They used to be the hope of our motherland's future! Where are they now? How many students should a school have? How many students have been destroyed by this ruthless disaster? How many people full of infinite hope and bright future have come to an end? They are the age when a hundred flowers blossom! So it withered prematurely. There are also teachers who love their students, and their representative, Mr. Tan Qianqiu, was taken away from their beloved career by a natural disaster.
Enthusiastic smile, jubilant figure, focused eyes, beautiful fonts, scattered books and strong faces were all buried under the ruins of this disaster. Dear people, it must be dark inside, but it doesn't matter. At dawn, you will see the road to heaven, where it is very bright. You must be careful not to hurt yourself.
However, natural disasters are merciless. Survivors, you must be stronger and live. We will tide over the difficulties with you, and we will work with you to rebuild our future home. The dead people will definitely look at us in heaven and bless us. Let's say to them again: Dear people, the road to heaven is still far away. You must go.