Hegel, a great philosopher, said, "He who never looks up in a pit will never fall into it." Think about it carefully, isn't the opposite meaning of this sentence to let us learn to look up? So, what is looking up? How to check?
"Hold your head up" means "hold your head up and hold your chest high". Is there a deeper understanding?
"My dream is to climb the golden hall of Vienna one day and play the piano." This is from the mouth of Liu Wei, who moved the top ten figures in China in 20xx. To outsiders, he is just a young man who has lost his arms, but he is full of hope and love for life. He played the piano with his feet and created an immortal myth. He turned others' indifference to him into a steady stream of fighting power. Finally, a classic song "Butterfly Lovers" resounded through the Golden Hall in Vienna, and also ushered in a storm of warm applause. Isn't this the result of looking up?
What is looking up? Looking up is to dare to pursue ideals. In the pursuit of ideals, falling into a pit is nothing. The road of life is full of thorns. If the road is smooth, it is meaningless to look up.
Sometimes, we ask ourselves: Have you looked up? What do you want to look up to? Did you give up looking up because of a tragic fall?
Gou Jian, the King of Yue, looked up at the sky and never gave up. He was a slave in the state of Wu for three years and suffered humiliation. He was finally sent back to Vietnam. He secretly trained elite soldiers, sleeping every night without a mattress, just laying some firewood and hanging a gallbladder in the house. In order not to forget the shame of the past, he will taste the gallbladder from time to time. In the end, he made great efforts to restore the country. Gou Jian, the King of Yue, also became the last overlord in the Spring and Autumn Period.
As the saying goes, the higher you fly, the worse you fall. But if you don't fly, you will never feel pain, let alone appreciate the beauty of high altitude.
Only thinking about success without hard work, can only stand still in the end. People who stand still but don't know how to look up will never encounter the "pit" of life, so the peak of life will never belong to him. Only those who really learn to look up, the more people fall into the pit, the more they can understand the meaning of pain and happiness.
So learn to look up.
When I was 2 hours old, I liked looking up at the sky.
When I grow up, I like to look up to happiness;
Now, I like to look up to freedom.
Everyone longs for freedom. Living souls are no exception.
Looking up may be a kind of happiness.
Hold your head up. Looking up at 45, I see happiness in the future.
The next day, it was dark and low, and I looked at the sky outside the window through the faint beige curtains. Sit by the bed, pick up a favorite book and savor it slowly. Laughter is sometimes low and sometimes cheerful. The air is full of silence. A little suffocating.
Suddenly, a small voice came into my ear. I looked up and looked slightly. Oh, it's our dog. My lovely face caught my eye, and I couldn't help smiling with my lips. My eyes are staring at me like black grapes. Corners of the mouth, seems to be smiling. For an instant, I stopped looking at it.
The dog seemed to understand what I meant, stopped bothering me and walked to the balcony. Looking up, I saw him lying on the wall of the balcony, his claws trying to go up, and his petite and lovely head trying to go up. Like crossing the death line. A pair of big watery eyes, looking up proudly. Look at the sky and think about the future. Look up at the sky and think about happiness.
In the national boundaries of animals, they know that raising their heads equals happiness. Although I can't express it with my mouth. However, those eyes that like to look up have said everything.
Hot air balloon, everyone thought it was free. When we sit on it, we rise into the air, and we are one step closer to happiness. On land, we look up at the hot air balloon and yearn for its freedom. But who knows, the freedom in this second is how many days and nights it has been looking forward to. In the silent night, in the suffocating air, for what, in order to get that few minutes of freedom. It also likes to look up and look at the blue sky with infinite reverie.
Raise your head, look up at 45 and see freedom.
Looking up is also a kind of happiness.
Looking up at the distance of time, we can't meet, but at least, we still look up at the same sky.
An unyielding hero-Xiang Yu
You are the hero overlord of Chu State. In the Battle of Gaixia, you defeated 400,000 elite teachers in Qin Jun. At the Hongmen Banquet, you released your future rival Liu Bang, and you committed suicide by the Wujiang River, winning the admiration of future generations. When you were young, you decided to rule the world. Later, you became the leader of the anti-Qin dynasty, enfeoffed the world, and ended up dead by the Wujiang River but broke. I miss your infinite strength and your courage to inspire the world; I love you more for being soft on Liu Bang and committing suicide in Wujiang River, which is a symbol of your unyielding.
Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East. Although we can't meet, at least we still look up at the same sky.
A Brilliant History of Poetry —— Du Fu
Born in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Du Fu enjoyed the great rivers and mountains of the motherland and chanted, "You will climb to the top of the world, and all the other mountains are dwarfed in the sky.". Full of pride. When people reach middle age, you are caught in an Anshi rebellion, witnessing the disintegration of the country, and sighing helplessly with petals weeping and lonely birds moaning; When you are old, you are alone in a thatched boat, and the shorter bald head can't carry your hair. You want to serve your country, but no one is your bole; You feel the sufferings of the people, but because there is nothing you can do, you can only sing poems that touch future generations. You have lived an extraordinary life in regret and depression.
Old Du Fu, seeing your distant back-at least we are still looking up at the same sky.
A beating spirit.
You can't hear the beating notes, but you dance your soul. A mistake made by a doctor at the age of 3 ruined your voice world. But you found your own other stage. Your persistent hard training earned you a reputation at the Spring Festival Gala. But how many people can feel the hardships and efforts of your training? Without hard work, how can you become a beating spirit?
Although we can't meet, at least we still look up at the same sky.
Look up at the same sky and share the whole world.
I still like the magnolia tree. It is always so beautiful and stands proudly. What I like best is its cleanliness and purity. Looking up at it makes me crazy and awe.
That magnolia tree accompanied me through primary school for six years. It grows in a quiet way in a corner of the campus. Every time I pass by, I don't look at it at most, or even ignore it. However, standing under the tree and looking up at the big tree, my heart suddenly became full.
When Miss Chun came with light steps, she put on new clothes, sprouted in the bright spring, and made great efforts to grow. Slowly, a bud grows, and the bud is very cute. I really want to take them off and have a good look. After a while, the little bud bloomed with a smiling face, and the magnolia was dotted among the leaves, which was very clean and beautiful. This time is my favorite time. It is like an elegant princess, standing proudly there, adding a lot of life.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, the sun is scorching the earth, and the petals of Magnolia are burnt, which makes me feel distressed. Gradually, it fell one by one, and the ground was covered with a white carpet. Picking up a petal has a faint fragrance and smells refreshing. But it is necessary to integrate into the land, complete the final mission, make the soil more fertile, and wait for rebirth in the coming year. Although there are no flowers, the green leaves are also very competitive and the growth is not to be outdone. The green leaves are next to each other, which makes people feel very comfortable.
The weather is getting cold, the green leaves are dying, and the magnolia tree without flowers and leaves is still so tall and proud. Even without flowers and green leaves, it will live beautifully, and the coming year will be full of vitality and spirit, which is pleasing to the eye.
The flowering period of magnolia tree is very short, and it will bloom beautifully in a limited life. It is not afraid of cold and heat, even without the company of flowers and leaves, it will run lonely and strong in the journey of life. I like its pride, its strength, its tenacity and persistence in its bones.
Look up at the magnolia tree and pay high tribute to it.
Looking up at the blue sky, I saw a blue sky shining in the sun.
The chilly winter wind roared by, and all the trees on both sides of the runway fell leaves, leaving only taupe branches shivering in the cold wind. At the moment, I am standing at the starting line, waiting for a gunshot. "Bang" a gunshot pierced the tense air, and I opened my arms and ran. The wind, blowing from the ear, the surrounding scenery is retreating, retreating. ......
Three more laps, I thought. Gradually, my speed slowed down, my breathing was heavy, my legs were weak and I was dizzy. I looked up at the winter sky. There are several clouds scattered in the sky. The sun is hanging in the sky, and it can't give off any heat. It can only give off dazzling white light and make my eyes want to cry. Several tall trees stretch their weak branches into the sky like a pair of weak hands. The figure of a bird flits across the sky from time to time like a black shadow. I kept running, running. Every second, I want to give up, but I say to myself: keep going, keep going. ...
Footsteps echoed on the runway, sweat soaked the clothes, and there was a circle. I meditated in my mind. The sky is like a transparent sapphire, shining in the sun. I looked up, stared at the finish line, waved my arms, spread my legs and rushed to the finish line. When I crossed the finish line, I held my head high again-the sky was blue and transparent.
The week we went to Fangzi Experimental Base, we looked up at the first day of Composition VI, and what impressed us most was the raising of the national flag. The sun was shining that day. When we finished the second class in the morning, we came to the playground.
When I came to the playground, there was nothing on the flagpole. When a large number of students are gathered on the playground, music is played on the loudspeakers, and there are people inside and outside the playground. When I came to this angry time, there was a police school teacher. They are all tall and strong. With the host's command, the playground was instantly quiet, and I immediately got down to business. With the solemn march of the volunteers four tones, a five-star red flag rose. Slowly insert the five-star red flag on the flagpole, we look up at the national flag in the song, and the national flag slowly rises to the blue sky with the wind. Although there are no regulations in primary schools, we still set our eyes on the national flag. When the national flag was raised, I thought that every time it was raised, it proved that the Chinese nation was struggling hard. Every PLA soldier left his own sweat ... After raising the national flag, we released homing pigeons. Represents a new starting point, new hope, the national flag is still floating on it, but our hearts have flown to the blue sky with homing pigeons. At this time, I still looked up and watched the homing pigeons slowly disappear into the blue sky.
At this time, looking up at the bright five-star red flag flying high, my heart is surging: it is the revolutionary martyrs who shed blood and ushered in the victory of the revolution, and it is the hero's blood and tears that dyed her red. The people of China have stood up, and the five-star red flag is flying proudly all over the world. A resounding hymn rings in my ear: Five-Star Red Flag, you are my pride, Five-Star Red Flag, I am proud of you, cheer for you, bless you, your name is more important than my life, it is our glory to look up to you, and we are proud and proud of it.
Looking up at the seven people who wrote in the first day of junior high school, when they come to this world, there will always be many disappointments and many disappointments; There will always be a lot of jealousy and envy: you envy my car and I envy your house; You envy my freedom, I envy your restraint; You envy my work, and I envy you that you always have a rest time every day. ...
Perhaps, we are all far-sighted and always live in the hopes of others; Perhaps, we are all nearsighted and always can't find our own advantages.
I remember a famous person said, "You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs." Indeed, perhaps, when you are envious of others living in high-rise buildings, people squatting in the corner are envious of you having a hut that can shelter from the wind and rain; Perhaps, when you envy others sitting in a limousine, the patients lying in bed are also envious of your freedom to walk. ...
In fact, life is like a heavy book, some books have no protagonist, because we ignore ourselves; Some books have no clues, because we have lost ourselves; Some books have no content because we bury ourselves.
You know, life is not abstract, you don't accept dullness, you only collect beautiful things, no matter success or failure, you won't leave a blank behind you, so be yourself, don't care about other people's faces, don't care about other people's comments, and live your true self, because you are you.
The long road of life, just remember, be yourself, take care of yourself, and buy yourself a bread when you are hungry; Pain, give yourself a strong; If you fail, give yourself a knowing smile and move on …
Remember, always be the overlord of your own life.
Because, looking back through the sunny glass window, you are not the scenery in others' eyes.
I always like to look up at the blue sky, especially the autumn sky. The deep blue sky without any impurities is boundless; Velvety clouds, tangible and intangible, make people ecstatic and imaginative.
Open the heavy curtains, I sat by the window alone, facing the blue sky in autumn, breathing the smell of autumn wind, and my heart gradually calmed down. Suddenly, I seem to have gone back to the past years, that innocent childhood, that happy teenager … I always feel that what happened before was yesterday.
I met many people in my life journey. Some people, like autumn clouds, float around and disappear in a blink of an eye. Some people, like the autumn sky, will always be remembered in my memory and reverberate on my heartstrings again and again. ...
Little red flowers, how warm; Autumn is everywhere and a little warm. Thank you for the beauty of this autumn gift. Looking up at the blue sky, I suddenly understood what is broad and what is profound. The world is wide, the sky is wider than the ocean, and the human mind is wider than the sky. Looking up at the blue sky, the distractions in my heart are eliminated bit by bit.
Under this blue sky, I put my past events out one by one and put them in the sun to see if they are moldy.
Looking up at the blue sky is a wonderful feeling. That kind of vastness, that kind of profundity, that kind of remoteness, that kind of generosity … can give people endless enjoyment.
Looking up at the blue sky, you can be on a wide balcony, on a roof with a platform, on a grassy slope, on a mountain peak whistling in the wind, or on a vast grassland. ...
Looking up at the blue sky, my thoughts are flying ...
Look up at the composition of the first day of junior high school and listen to the breeze blowing to me in waves.
Happiness is like a child. I feel happier and keep my deep feelings in my heart.
Future happiness is like the ocean.
The shining stars lit me up.
With you cheering for me, my heart began to fly.
Fly to the sun in a hot air balloon
The stars shine under the starry sky on a summer night. I walked by the lake, quietly looking at the beautiful starry sky, lost in thought.
I know a little girl who is lively and lovely, but the weather is not beautiful. The little girl couldn't walk until she was three years old, because she was born with a poor motor system. Although God hates beauty, many things can still be changed by himself. So the little girl began to treat and exercise at an early age. Many children also have this problem and have been treated since childhood, but in the end they can't persist after only a few years of treatment. Because the treatment process is very difficult, it takes very strong perseverance to get through it. But the only one who didn't give up was the little girl, who gritted her teeth and endured the unbearable pain of ordinary people. She is nine years old and has been receiving treatment since she was one. She endured eight years of pain! If she hadn't insisted at that time, she might not be able to walk now!
In elementary school, because of her poor hand, she got 15 in the first exam of senior one, but she didn't give up. She kept practicing calligraphy every day and spent more time than others. She is getting stronger every day. Finally, she got the little red flower, which was the top three in her class, and was also rated as an excellent young pioneer, and her score was improved to 90 points. She can achieve such success because of her tenacious will and perseverance!
Looking at the dark blue and quiet sky, I understand that nothing can defeat our tenacious will and perseverance, and we will turn setbacks into stepping stones and move towards success step by step.
I looked up
The sky is dark blue.
Deep, deep, blue, blue.
Blue is so dazzling.
I watched it for a long time.
Cover your eyes with your hands and face the sky with a smile.
I smiled and raised my hand.
Look through your fingers
Another Sky ...
Looking up at the sky of 10, have you ever looked up at the starry sky?
Thousands of bright stars shine, and the purple Tianhe returns to the sky. The lights are dazzling, and the aurora in the northern sky is not so deep. Lying on Qingyuan, leaning against ancient trees, sitting on the top of Huashan Mountain, enjoying the same sky, speechless, single-handedly picking stars. A few meteors flashed by, all around wearing light, engraved in my heart, and every meditation was scattered. Did you make a wish when the meteor flew by?
Empty Qingyuan, long flute sound, gentle breeze caressing, like a line of non-line, like a distance of non-section, if dispensable, if alive, dispensable. I am deeply impressed, and the beauty of all things in nature is the same. When I was young, I sometimes looked at it. Don't look when it's flat. Unfortunately, the scenery is gone, and people have to repent. But this vast sea is far away, and there are many beautiful mountains. How can we not see talented people coming here? Lament, endless!
The world of mortals is tired, and political chaos is like spinning silk. Abandon the next nine thoughts, throw away your distractions, wander around the world, be lost in thought, be unknown, and never return. Ben went his own way, but you have to come.
The two rope-long figures were fixed on the grass, and suddenly they saw the place where the water was flowing. The green willows were growing on the river bank, which was very cold. Leaning against the willow river, * * * looking up at the starry sky: the bright moon has got rid of the loneliness of the past and is dotted with stars; There are silver, purple and white lights around, just like human meridians, which are interlocking and indispensable; What is the idea and intention of storing flowers in the air in the grass on a romantic day? Dark but not annoying, light and clear but not annoying, purple is deeply loved, silver is bright and envious, and beautiful.
Although I have been waiting for a long time, there is still a way to go. What will happen next time? Don't worry, you'd better not lose your king.
Look up at the first grade composition 1 1, put on headphones, open the book, and sit quietly under a big tree. That moment seemed to be frozen in this beautiful moment, and suddenly a fallen leaf fell on my book, breaking this rare silence. I suddenly realized that autumn had come. Looking up at this maple tree, I can't help but marvel at the beauty of this nature. This maple tree seems to be a few years old. The trunk with branches and leaves looks so vigorous, and the leaves are as red as fire, which looks so vibrant.
Suddenly a breeze blew, and a maple leaf fluttered, rolled and circled with the wind, and finally fell into my hand. I instantly understood what distance produces beauty. It was not as energetic as I thought, and it was fragile because of the dry weather. I'm disappointed that it will break at the touch. Why climb so high when you are going to fall in the end? If you climbed so high, why did you fall so fast?
Seeing that the tree was full of fire, it flew down because of a gust of wind, and when it touched the ground, it gave me a sigh of satisfaction. I woke up and understood what it meant, even if it was short as a surprise, it would be gorgeous as a summer flower. Falling in love is not heartless. What does it mean to become spring mud and protect flowers more?
Life is the same, you can't be negative and not struggle because life is short. Because the meaning of life lies not in the length, but in how you face it. Moreover, you should remember that even if you fly higher in the future, don't forget where you took off from.
Look up at the first composition 12, take root in the world, gather high and stand on the top of the mountain; Its branches and leaves stretch, its mind is broad and all-encompassing. It makes friends with wind and rain, thunder and lightning, scorching sun and cold, and is not afraid of anything.
This is the tree.
In the afterglow of the sunset, I walked in the sunset in frustration because of the failure of the miyoshi students' election. I suddenly broke into the tree that looked like the sun because of the sunset, so I couldn't help but get close and looked up. That is a towering tree that can cover the sky. Cracks in its rough bark reveal that it has been washed away by years; Its spreading branches are covered with lush leaves. This shocked me-I never fell down after being beaten by the wind and rain, and I still stood straight there. What on earth makes me so strong!
But what about me? However, I was depressed and cowardly because of a small failure. I never thought of standing up to meet the rainbow after the rain.
I stood in front of it and felt very ashamed. It has grown from a seed to a towering tree, and it is unknown how many storms it has experienced. But those hard years have forged a strong will, honed a thin body and made this magnificent landscape today!
Where there is a will, there is a way. If you can't go through a little wind and rain and move on, how can you create the road to success like a tree and welcome the sunrise?
I looked up, wiped away the tears on my face, and swore to the tree-I am not afraid of wind and rain, hot sun, frost and thunder, and I will spread my branches and leaves like you and strive to reach the peak of my life!
Even if the frost and snow are cold to the bone marrow, they will eventually dissipate; Even if the sky is covered with dark clouds, it will eventually clear up; Even if the waves are rough, they will eventually calm down. I would like to shine like a tree on this bumpy road of life!