Youth is the best part of life. On this road, friendship adorns you and troubles enrich your life. What's even more amazing is that this section of the road is full of laughter and laughter. We have just sprouted youth, and we will feel that all this is so beautiful and so satisfied. It's like walking on the road to a happy paradise ...
There are many laughs on the road of youth. Where are they? Most of them are in green football fields, warm classrooms, and more are in small and spacious dormitories.
In childhood, we laughed innocently and foolishly. It was an innocent smile, full of innocence. After entering the society, middle-aged people almost forget how to laugh under the ravages of stressful life. Even if they laugh occasionally, it's just something ... Only in adolescence, in our life, in our study and on the sports field, laughter is the most sincere and intriguing. ...
Dormitory, when I first started school, I didn't want to live in it, but my parents and teachers insisted on it. Think about this dormitory, which is less than 30 square meters, facing three walls and the so-called small balcony every day. What a horrible thing it would be, it is daunting. But after several months of close contact with this dormitory, I seem to have a little affection for him. Maybe this is a long-term love. This feeling is like the grass in spring. It will grow up and grow quickly. Now, I like this small dormitory, and I can even express my love for him with love.
In the dormitory, every moment is filled with the most sincere laughter. Everyone brushes their teeth, takes a bath and washes clothes, which are not enjoyed in other places and are the most unique charm of dormitory life. ...
In the evening, eight people lie in bed, talking and laughing, talking about the difficulties in learning, and * * * talking about interesting things when I was a child, taking them out for everyone to enjoy and talking about some interesting things in life. * * * With thoughtfulness, there is the atmosphere of ancient poets traveling by candlelight, and there is also the artistic conception of lying on the grassland under the vast starry sky and talking about their worries. ...
Feel the tense learning atmosphere in the classroom, and then feel the scene of being free in the dormitory and saying whatever you want. Live a full and happy life.
Grasp youth and cherish every laughter of youth. ...
Write an article "Embrace Youth" and embrace youth.
When we look up at the blue sky with our dreams; When we sing happily; When we sit in the examination room, we are trying to write; When we bit our lips, we silently told ourselves to be strong, to be strong; When we gently wipe away tears with gentle hands ......................................................................................................................................................................
If youth is a song, then we are full of vitality, that is, beating notes, stepping on the beat of youth, and we are moving forward all the way.
Youth, flower season
"We are the sea of flowers in May, embracing the times with youth. We are the rising sun in Ran Ran, igniting the future with our lives ... "
Youth We are budding buds, and we are young. We are very proud.
In the classroom, we threw the books into the drawer and had a debate for nearly half an hour in groups of three or five. We talked about history, politics, movies and football ... In just 30 minutes, we traveled from the Tang Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, met Su Shi and met Li Bai. ...
On the playground, listening to the irresistible command of the teacher, "run twenty laps." We had headaches, we complained, but we didn't refuse. Sweat falls on our clothes, and beautiful "roses" bloom. There is nothing wrong with us being young.
In the recitation contest, Xin's voice was a little heavy, but he still tried to keep it steady. After the performance, I walked down with a smile and felt exhausted. The result was announced-the first place, although smiling, but tears have filled my eyes and flowed into my mouth, sweet. ...
Youth, rainy season
The road of life is not smooth, and the road of our youth is bumpy. Occasionally frustrated. Occasionally we will fail, but we will always sing, "What is the pain in this storm?"? Dry your tears. Don't ask, at least we still have dreams ... "
Failing exams again and again, failing competitions again and again, constantly impacting us, and the disappointed eyes of teachers and parents break our hearts. But we won't complain. After crying, we will bite our lips and tell ourselves to be strong, to persist and not to give up.
This is a gift of youth. We should cherish, how can we see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Youth is not only sunny, but also rainy sometimes. ...
Young, ignorant
Youth is gradually maturing in our hearts, and we are full of curiosity about the unknown world.
In the charming spring, catkin flying season. He handed her a note on the balcony. After returning home, she opened it with a nervous heart, only a short sentence:
"Would you like to go with me? Waiting for you. "
She froze, her face flashed a trace of happiness and anxiety at the same time.
The next day, she went to see him and took the picture he had painted for a long time-there were two different apples in the picture, one was a golden red apple and the other was a shriveled green apple. She said to him, "green apples wither in spring and red apples are harvested in autumn." Which one do you choose? " He ticked the red apple without thinking. For a moment, they all laughed. ...
This is youth, ignorant but irrational. ...
Give youth a hug and walk through the flower season with confidence and self-improvement: give youth a hug, try to spend the rainy season, and overcome ignorance with calmness and reason.
Embrace youth, enjoy youth, surpass dreams, and we will move forward all the way.
Write a 500-word composition on the topic of disclosure. Motherly love is like air, sunshine and water. With it, you have the treasures of the world, and you can't change anything. It makes ordinary life full of color, but without it, even if there is treasure in the world, it is just a pile of goods. My friends who have experienced ups and downs told me.
In my life, which is not stormy, there are always people who have a special liking for me, listen to me silently and share my sadness and pain with me. Even if I have Jamlom's success in study, she will cheer for me with fascination. She is my beloved mother-an ordinary woman.
I can't remember how many times my mother urged me. She always warned me about all aspects of life. Because I laid the foundation stone on the road of growing up, I was once moved by her infatuation. Throughout the world, there are several people who can care about and love me like their mothers. Accompanied by the crisp sound of dew dripping in the morning, the moment my mother kissed my face, maternal love came to my face. Looking at my mother's busy figure, I want to say: Mom, you have worked hard. But I haven't been able to call it out. Maybe you expect more than a few words. What you want more is the success I have worked hard to achieve!
A few years ago, I found that my mother had white hair on her head. I was surprised and let out a cry: "Mom, you have white hair on your head." Mom, you just smiled, but you didn't even complain about fatigue. Mom, for decades, you have been repeating the same thing every day, but it has different connotations. Isn't it? Baby, I grow up day by day and understand you, but you still care about me as always. When my son was going to study abroad, you told me again and again to pay attention to the weather changes, add and subtract clothes at any time, and smooth the creases on clothes over and over again. When my car was about to disappear from your sight, I found you still standing there watching me reluctantly leave. "She mended it carefully and thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his coming home." You explained it to me vividly.
Laozi once said: "If water is better than the world, it is indisputable that water is better than everything." If a moral person is like water, then a mother is like water, with a clear heart, a soft nature and a calm mind.
Motherly love is not vigorous, only warmth in the ordinary and coolness in the hot. Maybe inadvertently, you got maternal love. Cherish the meticulous care of maternal love, which we deserve and our mother is proud of. But when we stop worrying about mom's nagging and dealing with mom, it's time for moms all over the world to have healthy bodies and happy moods!
Thanks for the 650-word composition "On the Road to Youth". When I was a child, you told me to trip carefully.
When I was a child, you told me to be safe.
When I was a kid, you told me to watch the road.
Therefore, I am always afraid of it and dare not take a step in the face of it. I am afraid of it, afraid of its ruthlessness, and afraid of its difficulties and obstacles.
I have been living under your protection.
I've been following you well and avoiding you carefully.
However, misfortune came-I grew up-and I needed to fly solo.
That day, I said, let go, it's time for me to fly.
I thought you would keep me, but you only said, be careful all the way.
I can't understand your deep eyes.
I was hurt by the storm that day. I dragged my scarred body on my way home. I miss you.
But you said, don't go, it's dangerous.
I thought you would understand me, but you never did.
I left again. This time, you said nothing. I still can't understand the way you look at me.
Facing the ruthlessness of the outside world, I never went back. I am sharpening, I want to sharpen my wings to be extremely hard.
You came to me, and you said, you can't stand going home.
I smiled faintly, and I was not afraid.
After that, I fell, got up, fell again and got up again.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? You tied me too tight. Do you know that?/You know what? I am no longer the good boy who followed you. I really grew up. I need you to loosen the rope. I want to fly!
I don't know what's in your eyes, whether it's sadness, shock, worry or disbelief …
All I know is that I want to prove to you with practical actions that I can do it!
Mom, there are some roads, please let me go by myself!
I am just a bird, a bird trying to fly in the sky.
Write a 500-word composition on the topic of classroom experience. After a few days of art class in the afternoon, some phenomena appeared in the class. Wait for me to find you slowly.
In the afternoon, the class is divided into two piles. A group of boys and a group of girls. I joined the women's group, hehe. What are they doing? They used to take care of their birds. Well, this is the second time that boys and girls in our class are "like-minded". What about the first time? It is when Mr. Wang drags off work, when boys and girls collectively protest. Now cut to the chase, boys and girls are divided into two factions. It is not so much divided into two factions as into four factions, which are divided into those who love birds and those who don't. People love birds, so where do birds come from? I caught it myself. 3 birds, 1 boys 2 girls.
Now let's talk about these three birds. The boy takes care of a sparrow, whose name is Dongdong, and his whole body is brown. More naughty, always flying out to "see the market." The girl takes care of two green birds. One is called "Lele" and the other is called "Lily". But how can these two kinds of birds be distinguished? Lele's head is a little bald, but Lily is intact.
It has been five days since the countdown, and the birds have brought us warmth and happiness.
Write a 500-word composition entitled "Live in the Present"
Many times, we all think that we understand the meaning of "cherish", so when we walk on the journey of life, we can often see people looking back and frowning and saying that I should cherish this and care for that. We can often see people staring into the distance and saying that I must cherish this and care for that in the future. However, with the delay of time, everything became an armchair strategist. In that case, what else can we cherish? In fact, the voice of fate has long told us the answer, that is, cherish the present and live in the present. ?
What is in front of you is often the easiest to grasp, because it really exists in your life, you can see what is happening, and you can immediately turn your promise into action. ?
But it is precisely because everything in front of us is too real that we all seem to have the confusion of "I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, I am only in this mountain". We ignore the present, but we are eager to chase the unknown tomorrow; We forget our eyes, but mixed regrets have become the history of yesterday. We fall again and again before our eyes, often not because the obstacles are too strong to overcome, but because we don't look back at the present. ?
Living in the present is not to want an ideal future, but to make every step of reality more firm; Living in the present is not a past without lessons, and the experience of setbacks can be used in practice. Living in the present is to enjoy what you have now, to be grateful and cherish life; To live in the present is to change the existing shortcomings and fly higher and farther.
Life tastes dull, cherish everything that passes by, and you will find that life will become infinitely long and full.
Just like study and life, a lot of class hours and homework will make us complain, and we can't wait to turn this chapter directly to the next link. But if you appreciate it carefully, it is not an interesting thing in life! For the college entrance examination, we are all working hard for our own goals, and an effort really holds a harvest. Shouldn't we cherish such a rare enjoyment?
Even in the dark valley of life, don't lose your firm confidence and courage. Only when you have tasted bitterness and bitterness will you cherish the sweet and happy life more. ?
One cannot predict the future. Only by cherishing the beautiful time in front of us, making unremitting efforts and striving for strength, will life be more colorful and can we write a vigorous and melodious life movement. ?
Perhaps the true meaning of life is just to smell a flower around you and enjoy every bit along the way. ?
Write an 800-word composition on the topic of support. As night falls, the cool breeze blows my messy cheeks. I sat quietly on the rocks by the stream, watching the gurgling water. My heart is like an endless sea, sometimes choppy and sometimes silent.
Just when my thoughts were in confusion, a leisurely stream asked, "What's wrong with my brother? Sad face, tell me, maybe I can help. " I sighed and said, "I have been studying hard, but I just can't get good grades in the exam." In the face of repeated failures, can I not be discouraged? " I perfunctory a few words, thinking: "You are just a stream, how can you know what is happiness and what is sadness!" " "At this moment, the stream seemed to see through my mind and said with a smile," Do you know how I got here? "The stream said," I don't remember when it started. There are winding valleys and rocks along the way that stop me from going forward ... but I think my goal is to go to the seaside. Although I am always black and blue, I still drag myself forward. I can come here because of my firm belief, so I have gradually become stronger in the long river of time. " "We are strangers, how do I know what you said is true or not? "I disdain to say." If you don't believe me, you can ask the mountain over there. He is the most knowledgeable. "Xiaoxi suggested.
I stood up with a grain of salt and went to the opposite mountain for a good prescription. Dashan asked, "Do you know Li Bai?" "Of course, he is a famous poet in our country. His personality is bold and free, and his poems are fresh and elegant, extraordinary and free from vulgarity. When I went out smiling, were we Artemisia people? How magnificent; "I am a madman in Chu, and the wind is laughing at Kong Qiu" is full of pride; "Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking people who will never be seen with an honest face?" And there is no lack of rebellious spirit. Dashan said, "Do you know how Li Bai reads it?" The ancients said, "Read thousands of books and take Wan Li Road". When Li Bai was young, he traveled all over the world. He has been to Lushan Mountain and Huangshan Mountain, and left a famous saying in Shu that "the road is difficult to pass, and it is difficult to go to the sky". The reason why Li Bai can write so many excellent works and become a generation of poetic immortals lies in his extensive knowledge! What supports his immortal works is the materials accumulated all over the world. "I'm impressed by Shan Ge's argument.
Yes! The stream has supported a long journey with its unremitting Pentium; Li Bai traveled around the world with his youth and supported his immortal works; Sima Qian survived for 14 years after being imprisoned, and wrote Li Sao, which was praised by later generations as a masterpiece of historians and had no rhyme at all. Isn't it because of his efforts that he supported it? Come to think of it carefully, which outstanding person has not been supported by something through the ages to make it last forever in history? I just made a little effort and didn't make great progress. Is it unreasonable? But I believe that one day I will use diligence to support my own sky. ...
With the support of roots, big trees will flourish; With the support of a trickle, the sea will be vast; With the support of will, we will live strong and fearless.
Everyone should support himself by himself. People who are supported by others are just smart and lucky at the moment, just like tall buildings supported by weathered cornerstones, which may collapse at any time. No one can support our shoulders, except our own backbone!
Let the tree of youth sway into bodhi, and write an 800-word composition on this topic. I don't know how many people were shocked and dumped.
It's really magnificent. As long as you are close to it, you will feel that it is full of something moving, that is, youth and life.
Poets who are often moved by things around them say that beauty is God's smile. I believe. I believe it's because of the bodhi tree.
Almost all my childhood, I was infected by this tree of life. The breath of life penetrated my skin and flourished and boiled in my blood.
I like its quietness, elegance, exquisiteness and elegance in a windless world, standing like a towering mountain.
I prefer it in the wind. The leaves of bodhi trees are best at catching the breath of breeze, swaying and dancing gracefully. Suddenly, I couldn't believe my eyes. Dense leaves are flying like thousands of green butterflies, making a brushing sound. This sound caters to the rhythm of the earth, as if everything is following the rhythm of leaves.
What enchants me even more is when the wind blows. The bodhi tree seems to have changed from a big mountain into a dancing ocean. The waves beat the branches, making a powerful March of life and beating the blue sky.
A friend who knows how to appreciate told me that she was almost shocked when she saw the bodhi tree. The beautiful green of the bodhi tree winds around like a trickle, releasing the light of life and wrapping her heart.
In shock, she felt that her life was washed, touched and illuminated by a holy soul. She felt conquered by this sacred power, infected by this passionate dance, and her heart melted by this vitality. Green seems to have penetrated her limbs, like a cup of fragrant tea, and she can't extricate herself. She feels like a butterfly, shuttling through this green dance ocean.
I feel the same way with her, but there are more green leaves of bodhi trees in my life.
The first time I saw the bodhi tree was in a friend's travel photo. I stared at the branches and leaves that went straight into the sky, and my heart swayed with its heart-shaped leaves. Its posture seems casual, but like the same person, it vaguely reveals elegance and nobility. The green of the bodhi tree, like a clear spring, poured into my barren mind and purified my soul. I stared at it and let the emerald color burn my eyes.
A long time ago, Sakyamuni became a Buddha under a bodhi tree 100 feet high. Bodhi tree may not really tell Sakyamuni the so-called true meaning, but it just embraces the colors of all things with its surging vitality, so that Sakyamuni can experience the ethereal and beautiful nature. So Sakyamuni's heart was sublimated under this lush bodhi tree. This is why future generations look at the bodhi tree with emotion: "Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not Taiwan." Nothing, where is the dust? "
The power of life is singing, the color of life is rendering, and the sacred soul is talking nonsense ... This is an incomprehensible March of life.
It is this quiet and vigorous March, with pure mind and no dust, that gradually instills the understanding of life into my thirsty heart and into my infant life.
Writing a composition on the topic of "Q&A" to answer questions not only shows your thinking, but also shows your intelligence. If you really can't answer some questions, the best way to answer them is to keep silent. People will laugh at you if you answer irrelevant questions. Just like Fan Wei asked Zhao Benshan's apprentice that question, whether to kill the pig first or the corpse first, it is wrong to kill anyone first, and neither can satisfy the other party. If you were asked to answer, what would you answer? Therefore, it is better to play dumb than to be smart.
Not everything has a result, not all questions have an answer, and there is no need to ask or think about questions without an answer, just like the minds of men and women. People are unpredictable. Even if I sometimes see through the other person's mind, there is no need to say it again, which will only hurt the other person's heart and end the relationship ahead of time.
If someone says they like you and you don't like the other person, how should you answer? A direct answer will hurt the other person's heart, and silence means you like it. This is my answer. Are you an angel? It doesn't matter whether her answer is true or not, because I would say that if you are an angel, you should go to God, and only God deserves an angel. If not, the reason is the opposite. Such an answer will not only make the other party embarrassed, but also make the other party feel relaxed.
Answering questions requires art, humor and wisdom, which not only reflects your personal style, but also shows your thinking ability and reaction ability. Answering questions requires our careful observation and finding out the key points of the problem, rather than just looking at the surface of the problem.
It takes skill to answer questions. Even if you answer irrelevant questions, you don't just answer questions from the side, but put forward your own views and new questions from the front to satisfy the other party and let the other party think silently. This should be the artistry and skill of answering questions.
The answer can't be the same. Although the result is the same, the process cannot be the same. If the process of answering is the same, it shows a problem, a key problem, that is, the disadvantages of the education and teaching model. Teaching methods need to be flexible, which not only improves students' enthusiasm for answering questions, but also cultivates their uniqueness. They have different views on the problem as long as the result is the same. If the process is the same, it will not only obliterate students' imagination, but also affect their views on problems, understanding of life and finding problems.
Sometimes questions don't need to be answered, but you must think, "Why is this? Why is this? " Keep asking and thinking, so that life will have hope and success.
Answering questions not only shows one's wisdom, but also shows one's spirit. Only by seeing the crux of the problem clearly can we get a satisfactory result in life.
Write a taste essay to taste life. Walking on the long road of life, we should not only deeply remember the experience on the journey, but also slowly taste his taste in the experience. Is it sour, sweet or bitter? Only when you have experienced it yourself can you really feel his taste. For us, what we experience is not sweet, but often bitter and bitter. How many failures and setbacks, like whips, make us exhausted and scarred. How many times I want to give up, but when I look at my own wound, my blood is still flowing and there are more and more scars, so I ask myself again and again, isn't it just giving up? Didn't all the previous injuries lose their meaning in vain? Is it worth it? In this way, I forced myself to cheer up again and again and crustily skin of head to continue walking. People are so contradictory that sometimes they don't even know what they are doing. Is it meaningful? I don't know, but I still walk blindly and can't stop if I want to. Maybe only at the end of life can we really stop. Alas ~ sometimes I feel that life is really hard to ponder. Sometimes you feel that he is like a pen, you can't help holding him tightly with your hands, and then you can draw the messy things on a piece of white paper. This is your own way, but in fact, some things are not what you think, but you try your best to erase them, but they get darker and darker. In the end, you fail, leaving only helplessness. How many experiences have made me begin to understand a lot, which is called growth in the dictionary of life. This also brought me to another stage and another dilemma. Life is no longer as kind as when I was a child. He let troubles make trouble on my way, let more setbacks become my stumbling block, let me suffer more harm, more pain and fall into more traps. But I have to continue to endure and keep going, because only in this way can I finish the road that life has given me, a road that belongs to me. Taste life, feel that life is like this, bumpy experiences, painful memories. But I can weave a road that will always belong to me. The road twists and turns, and there are countless forks. We should choose these fork roads by ourselves, choose the right road and keep going. In this way, life will not dominate you, but you dominate life. If you taste life like this, you have to put up with his tests on you. So that your life path will not be considered mediocre.
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