Light of Hope
As the sun sets, darkness awaits us again, but thousands of lights illuminate the expectations in our hearts.
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I always like the sun, enjoy the light it brings to us, and enjoy the warmth it gives us. Lying on the green lawn, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, my heart is filled with endless reverie. Imagine yourself as a bird, soaring in the blue sky; imagine yourself as a white cloud, flying in the clear sky; imagine yourself as an angel, happy in the world. But at this time, there is always a ruthless darkness that will come and destroy the beauty in our hearts.
The night was pitch black, and in the dark night where I couldn’t see my fingers, fear struck my heart. "Damn, there's a power outage!" I yelled. In the night without lights, everything seemed so silent, but the anger in my heart was about to burst out. We are accustomed to lights at night, and we always take the light for granted. We have never thought about what would happen to us in the days without lights. Suddenly, the lights came on again, which disrupted my thoughts and made me secretly happy.
Lamp, a symbol of light. Except for the blind, no one can move as freely in the dark as in the day. There is no light, no fire, just endless melancholy. But those colorful lights can always shine brightly, bring hope, and are like a stream of clear water that extinguishes the anger in the heart. Lamp is a symbol of light.
Lamp, the light of life. I don’t know how many people have no chance to enjoy the happiness that lights bring to us. Those who will live in darkness forever, although they cannot see the light, have a light in their hearts that illuminates the hope in their hearts and brings light to their lives.
Light, protect me. In the dark night with the lights on, I wrote hard, read literary works, and reviewed my homework. The lamp allows me to enjoy the same light as daytime. For more than five thousand nights, I have enjoyed the happiness that the lamp has brought me. It is like a guiding light, allowing me to swim in the sea and pointing the direction for me.
The earth is still rotating, and we are still rotating between day and night, but we are no longer afraid of the dark night, because there are lights that give us hope.
The sun is setting in the west again, and thousands of lights illuminate the sky, igniting new expectations in my heart.
Who can say that the lamp...
Ruan Huijie
Every flash of life, every burning of the inner core, is accompanied by the light and heat of a life. . This is the case with lamps. They would rather have their internal organs destroyed than accompany people through sleepless nights.
When the thin figures struggled on the desk, they only valued books and pens, saying that they accompanied them every day, but they never realized that the lamp was also accompanying them. When they are exhausted, the lamp is still lighting up the room for them; when they feel lonely, the lamp emits light and heat silently, making them feel warm and bright; when they turn off the lamp to rest, the lamp is still shining on them. They smile.
Who can say that the lamp is not selfless?
When tall figures are showing off their enthusiasm on the football field, who would notice the floor lamp silently dedicated on the side? With bursts of cheers, the rain became crazy and gradually became blurry, but the ground lights firmly supported the body that was hit by the wind and rain, and illuminated the entire stadium. Although the cheers and cheers were not for the ground lanterns, they were still happy.
Who can say that the lamp is not strong?
When little lives come into this world, Nuandeng takes on the important responsibility of taking care of them. Little lives are really too fragile, Nuandeng feels sorry for them. As a result, they transferred all their heat to these little lives. Watching each little life grow up healthily, their hearts were filled with excitement and joy. Every tear of joy turned into a trace of light and heat and melted into the child's heart.
Who can say that the lights don’t care about us?
When passers-by pass by, the street lamps cast a series of musical notes. Like this every day, the streets are filled with happy music. The bright streets make the whole city more lively and charming. Small insects could not resist the temptation and circled on the street lamps.
Who can say that the lights are not lively and cute?
Look, the lights all over the world are on, like a heaven made of glass. Let all our love be transformed into the lights and illuminate the whole world.
Who can say that lights and our love cannot be integrated? Love the lights, let love blend into the lights! Love the lights, let the lights warm every soul!
The Withering of Leaves
Li Xiaohui
There are no traces of wings left in the sky, but I have flown through.
Many months of bright and starry nights, I bowed my head by the window, staring blankly at the big trees outside the window. The leaves were flying one by one. They were as beautiful as butterflies, touching my heart, lying quietly on the hot earth under my feet...
In ancient Rome, General David led a small group of troops to escape from the enemy's fight. The scene was horrific with swords and blood. There is a forest in front of them. It is the season for birds to lay eggs. If they pass through this forest, David and the others will be rescued. However, the rapid footsteps of a large number of troops will shake off all the bird's nests and eggs, which are also bright red and hot. life. He still decided to turn around and face the enemy head on. A large number of enemy troops thought that they had been hit by a few tricks, and they dispersed one after another. They were in chaos and failed without attacking. This lamp of mercy and love burned brightly in David's heart, and God gave him a miracle and gave him life because he left life to the birds.
The leaves are still like this, quietly, quietly, falling one by one, why, why are they falling, you have your style, your charm, and is this beauty just a flash in the pan...
During the construction of a high-rise building in Shanghai, a wooden board fell off and two construction workers fell. At this moment, the air solidified. God left a way for one of them to survive. As luck would have it, they both grabbed a plank at the same time. Unfortunately, God did not follow his wishes, and this slender wooden board could not support the weight of two people. The wooden boards were squeaking and showing signs of breaking. One of the construction workers said squeakingly: "I...I'm going to be a father." With a "swish" sound, the other man let go of his hand and said, "Take care, friend. I wish you happiness!" This beautiful blessing echoed in the air and touched the hearts of hundreds of millions of people. This lamp of adult beauty and broad-mindedness also burns eternally. The continuation of his life is the continuation of the life of another worker. Perhaps the fragile wooden board should not be called the "board of death" but the "board of life."
Ye'er, answer me, are you just for the beauty of the falling leaves? No, no, the leaves floated into my hand, and I held it up to my heart. Through the frail and thin body, I vaguely felt that the leaves were withering to make more space for the little ones. Growth of shoots. The leaves suddenly felt warm in my hands. This light that never went out was so broad and lovely that I couldn't help but stand in awe. I love the withering of Ye'er, the everlasting light in Ye'er's heart, the fluttering of Ye'er, love...
A lamp, a love
Jiang Ruoting
p>Lamp, what is a lamp? The shadow of the lamp appears vaguely in my mind... It has a concave and convex shape, covered with an old dark yellow color, and underneath is a base that is almost ready to break at any time. Yes, that's it, this is grandpa The old-fashioned kerosene lamp used by my grandfather shimmered with light. Thousands of thoughts. Memories from my childhood came flooding back.
At that time, I was still a childish little girl, willful and naughty. Only when I was sleeping at night, I became particularly well-behaved and quiet. At that time, there was always a kerosene lamp emitting dim light by the bedside. A woman used her calloused hands to comfort me on the bed, wrapped me in a quilt into a "cocoon", and then snuggled against my bedside. , singing country songs softly, the voice is soft and gentle, making the winter night particularly warm. The woman's hands never rested, her shoulders were hunched, and an old mirror hung on the bridge of her nose. Under the soft kerosene lamp, she was weaving one piece after another of warm cotton-padded jackets, large and small, red and yellow. Green, white, black, everything.
On the second day, the kerosene lamp on the table had been extinguished, and the woman was busy outside the house again. The kitchen was filled with white smoke. There were already four dishes and one soup on the table, as well as rice bowls, spoons and chopsticks. , prepared in an orderly manner. At this time, she was rubbing her clothes by the river, sweating profusely.
Is she the "Snail Girl" from the cartoon? Hardworking and capable, no need to sleep?
With this question in mind, I stared at the dim light of the kerosene lamp and passed 13 years in a daze.
Until that day, they put the woman in a big box and covered it tightly with sand. I just learned the name of the woman under the kerosene lamp. For the first time, I felt heartbroken and really shouted: "Mom - Mom, you don't want your little girl anymore. What should I do without you? I'll do it with the kerosene lamp." You still don’t know how to order it? You said you would teach me, Mom+——Come back——Mom——” Tears had already soaked my whole cheek, and I don’t know how I got home after that. , I only know that the cold winter will never be as warm as before. The kerosene lamp could no longer be lit.
A bright light in life
Lin Peiqi
Mother is the first person in life who allows me to see the light. fluorescent lamp.
My father was the first person in my life who made me walk. He was the traffic light in my life.
Teacher is the first person in life to teach me and inspire me. He is the neon light in life.
There is not only one light in everyone's life, but countless lights. People who help you can make you feel that the world is not cold, but warm. People who teach you make it easier for you to overcome difficulties and open the door to wisdom. People who hate you, let you see your shortcomings clearly, correct yourself, and be closer to perfection.
Whether it is those who help you, those who teach you, or those who hate you, they can help you light the way ahead and help you reach the other side of success faster.
A light can not only illuminate your own path, but can also take others along with you.
A blind man, although his eyes cannot see, the help of others also makes him feel the presence of light.
A lamp can also give people courage and strength. A helpless patient, although he is ill, the diligent care of the angel in white can help him see the light and bring him new power.
When all your thoughts are burning out, how do you rekindle the fire in your heart and focus on the light in your heart? That is hard work and cooperation.
Once upon a time, there were two irreconcilable explorers who said: "Whoever finds the gold in the cave first will be the winner." After that, the two searched and dug in the cave. Unexpectedly, the entrance to the cave was blocked by a huge rock. The two lit torches and looked for another cave entrance. When they reached the end of the cave entrance, there was still no way out. Later, when the two of them were desperate, one person said: "There is no way for us to continue like this. Let's cooperate!" So, they thought: This torch is burning from beginning to end, so it can be seen that there must be an exit. After that, they searched carefully and finally found a vent. The two of them worked together to smash the vent into a hole. In this way, the two escaped.
In this story, the two lit a bright light in each other's hearts.
If yesterday was happy, treat yesterday as a memory;
If yesterday was painful, treat tomorrow as a longing;
If yesterday was dull , then treasure yesterday.
No matter what happened yesterday, remember, tomorrow is bright! Never extinguish the light of life!