100-35 essays and poems, 200 words of homework.

1, life is a rotating stage. Everyone is playing a different role, no scenes, no rehearsals, no makeup, and no efforts to cultivate feelings. Every episode is live, and there is no chance to modify it, so I advise you to cherish your respective roles. Life is fair and sometimes unfair. The so-called happiness or not, the key is to get dingdang 2, people are not old, dreams are broken, bits and pieces are in their hearts, pain that is difficult to heal, tears that are difficult to dry. Who stole my toys and my dreams? It's too cruel to be redeemed. It used to be in high spirits. Now it seems to be a crazy and funny drama. With you, me and him. Arrogant screams resounded through the lonely campus on winter nights. The wind slipped over my shoulder inadvertently, and everything was like Xiaoyun 3. Whenever I pass by those loofah flowers in front of the door, I will be careful, for fear of touching them and hurting them. In my spare time, I always enjoy loofahs of different sizes hanging on criss-crossing green vines and green leaves stretching out like palms under green trees. At this moment, I stand here with the same feelings. Green leaves, life; Petals, fruits. These fresh and smart winds watch the April day, like a young woman who is pregnant at the beginning, and come slowly. I like to see the mature figure of autumn in the golden sunset. That touch of gold is her soft cloak, and the afterglow reflects her mature cheeks, bringing her charm to the extreme. At that moment, the first autumn leaf fell leisurely and danced; At that moment, the song sung by Shanquan was melodious. And I, in such a song and dance, stayed in Longxing for five days. On the horizon, with a touch of clouds, it was a touch of colorful auspicious clouds, indifferent, quiet and serene. I looked up there, as if at the end of my vision, but deep down, I was branded with colorful marks and lifted my heart. Around, surrounded by thousands of white clouds, boundless, fearless, uneasy, moving with the wind, the breeze blowing slightly, fluttering at will, like a touch of clouds. 6. Often, always alone, sometimes I want to write something, but I can't drop my pen for a long time. I am full of worries and have the desire to pour out all my words, but I can't spit out a word at this time, so misty rain pavilion 7, Shuguang forgot the countdown, sometimes it's hard to tell my mood clearly, sometimes I'm uneasy, but I want to control myself too much. Often a person is in a daze, the weather after the rain, the beautiful rainbow, the beautiful artistic conception, I can feel more than beauty. I miss my childhood very much. Although there is no bustling world, there is a lot of innocence in my heart. Pure floating leaves in Amano Ridge, beautiful meeting. It is natural to love beauty when you meet beautiful ones. Appreciating beauty is a pleasure. It is lucky to have beauty, but it is evil to trample on it. The inscription is covered with a hazy cover, and the soft and beautiful shadow lingers in the dream. With hope and blessing, beautiful thoughts come like butterflies. Meet a beautiful woman. There are grotesque roads such as pine, green, bamboo, green and stone on the roadside, and tourists are weaving. Ears, wind chimes, frogs, drums, cicadas singing phoenix songs, like a grandfather playing the piano. Now, the dream is on 08-06-9, and the earliest starting day is sunrise. When the sun rises, the years never stop. The tire finally turned with the footsteps, and everything was hazy. The depression in the car depresses the height of the air, and the chaotic topic can't stop, just like a temporary breath. Breathing all the way tangled up a little bit of helplessness, but left a little bit of laughter, while the unfamiliar enrichment was placed outside the window and flew into the air, faint, cold, evening breeze and late autumn 08-06 10, and the slightly cool wind in late autumn passed through the maple forest, with a hint of past calmness. Now that energetic teenager, where did he pick up an autumn rhyme and fall to the ground? As if the pale leaves full of hope, unwilling to fall, turned away helplessly. Or ~ ~? There seems to be no time to fold the happy and beautiful hometown rain 08-05 1 1. The gentle rain in my hometown is always so beautiful, with a little sadness, coolness and fragrance, and the soft words are poetic like dreams, purifying the long world. Sweet rain is affectionate, loving and deep. When it rains, it is happy, praising the purity of rain. When people need rain, they hope for a bumper harvest. When it rains less, everyone is sad. Looking forward to the rain and caring for a better life, my hometown cannot be separated from the rain. Beautiful country rain is the road of Xiangxi, and it is the biggest gem fairy of dreamers. Mr. Lu Xun said that there is no road in the world, and more people will become roads. The road of Xiangxi should have existed thousands of years ago. At that time, the indigenous ancestors walked among the mountains and jungles in a primitive way, and walked out of a road of sweat and tears with tenacious footsteps. This road twists and turns among ancient cultural relics and nameless tombs. Although Xiang Wuping's Nine Songs of Life 08-05 13, a child is a fairy tale, and he will always be the hero of the fairy tale, Snow White, Happy Prince Mermaid, King Kong Huluwa, the Monkey King ... Teenagers are spring songs, singing spring love, and girls' laughter will always be spring bells. When they ride the clouds, they will laugh in their dreams, and they will climb the clouds in their dreams ... A teenager is a strong poetry garden, singing weeds and singing 08-04 14. In the cold winter, a cold sneer wind knife, an ice peak and a snow sword killed the grass with sad eyes. Even the sun is so thin that it can only shed snow tears helplessly and hide far away. Despite the raging cold wind, the whole earth was gloomy and dead. Even the sword light faded away like a burning stick, giving a sad cry. The wind and snow made the earth completely homeless. 08-04 15, in each of our lives. So for various reasons, we chose to wander. Wandering is an inescapable fate, because it is our nature. The rice ball boy wandered around 08-04 16, like a woman out of the dust, washing lead China, waiting for people to taste her sweet breath. The missing texture of the rice ball boy 08-04 17, the years passed like an elegy, and the hair on his face was dyed white. Sigh lightly, reach out and touch the glass shattered by time, your image is blurred, and you want to see yourself. The first love of dumplings 08-04 18, everyone will have an unforgettable past, sweet or sour or sad, or regret the first love is an indispensable accident in life. It is an accident. Two people who meet in a different place may have no future, or they may be about to separate, but that kind of meeting, the first love that I will never forget in my life, is like a glass of seemingly transparent wine that contains everything of a person, including the dream funeral 08-03 19. I broke the law, I touched Skynet, and I will soon tell my funeral that ordinary people and vulgar girls are not allowed to intervene. Anyone who destroys me against heaven and earth is not allowed to mix a little feudal superstition and abandon all rules and regulations. Anyone who violates ghosts and gods will be buried at the kiss of heaven and earth. Put up the biggest tombstone in front of the grave and write flowers. Tell me you walked past me. The legendary swordsman Benqiang used to be 08-03-20. What is that? Is it a baby in the arms of parents? Is it a crying bug who just learned to walk and accidentally fell down and couldn't get up? Are you a lazy man with a lot of snot and saliva after being cried by his elders? Have you ever swam in the river behind your family's back and saw your mother coming with wicker, even forgetting to wear clothes, and a naughty bag running naked all over the river? Do you often cry your sister's naughty eggs? It is often seen that farmers' happiness folds like brocade years. Sanshengyuan 08-0 1 2 1 Sanshengyuan, Sanshengyuan, winding the breeze, winding the silk thread and the golden years all have their own thoughts like water. Sooner or later, those who are right or wrong, good or bad, laughing or crying, on the road to happiness, I believe that with their own interests, their own pets, their own joy and their love for time, they will definitely end their careers and get their own wishes in life. First frost touches the heart and enjoys the flowers, and the breeze blows gently, awakening the beauty of lovers' dreams. The jade leaves in the green fields gently set off the poetic elegance of the delicate flowers, and the charming rose pink flowers make the warm summer glow with youthful vitality. The miss of the jewel fairy by the sea 07-26 23, the miss of the sea floats softly in my mind! "Smile. Smart and swaying 07-23 24, last night, the stars seemed so sparse, and the light of mountains and seas was as misty as magic. The nightingale has a beautiful and moving voice. Ancient trees are towering, surrounded by flowing water, and blue waves are boundless. During this time, I swam drunk and lost my mind. I wander in my dream, holding a lantern and looking at ... the village that will talk to the ancient town of Millennium tomorrow 07-23-25. This is an ordinary village in Guzhang County, just like a grass or a tree growing casually in the mountainous area of western Hunan. Because it is scattered in the south of Youshui, it is named henan village. In fact, many people in China and foreigners have seen this village, or at least seen it from a distance, but few people can remember that she is actually a passer-by who passes by occasionally on other people's journeys. However, it was the noon wave 07-23-26 that you came in a hurry and left quietly. Once upon a time, you wandered on the soft beach, enjoying the touch of the clear stream and the kiss of the river wind. Melancholy, lying on pebbles, looking up at the blue sky, listening to the birds singing gently, throwing the small bluestone into the rapids with deep sadness, and letting the splashing water decorate a wonderful dream. I sat quietly on the beach and watched the snow-white rain and snow sprinkle on the jujube tree. As the old saying goes, if you eat three dates a day, you will never get old all the year round. The branches of jujube trees are covered with needles. This is something I have known since I was a child. I read an article before. Knowing that jujube trees are getting stronger and stronger after being honed, in fact, love in the world should be cruel sometimes. This is also the philosophical education of love given by jujube trees. -Inscription: Passing by a small farmer's house, it was cold in the east, and I ran after the rising sun. When white clouds floated in the blue sky and greeted me with the wind, I became a bluebird, catching the memory of the clouds with the wind. You are a hero among heroes! I'd rather become a narcissistic red cloud and never pay attention to a woman who winks at you. I stared for a long time, staring into your clear and visible eyes. Your casual behavior made me blush and my heart beat. Zuo Bai Yang saw the sparrow again. One day, I walked into the yard in front of the office building and heard some birds chirping. Looking closely, several sparrows are foraging in the bushes and grass. I can't help but stop and look at the lives of these lovely little people, and I feel a sense of intimacy in my heart: sparrow, sparrow, you are finally back! Maybe more than ten years, maybe longer. I have never been to Wuping, the town where I live. From now on 07- 19 30, the farming area in the south of the village as a child is like a bright pearl embedded in this harmonious village. On both sides of the clean and tidy entrance, lush willows stand by the river. In the breeze, they seem to pay tribute to the farmers with farm tools. Fish are flying in the river, and wild ducks are swaying on the water. From time to time, I found some chicks in the tree, and the magpie was enjoying Ginger's journey with a touching voice. 07-1931.(1) When I was a child, my father always said that I was a strange girl, naughty and clever, but also lovable. Because my father went to school for a few years, he was also a cultured man at that time, so he attached great importance to my study and education and put all his parents' unfulfilled long-cherished wishes on me, but I didn't make much progress in the end, and I am still ashamed to think about it now. Kong Rong let QingChou live his own life. 07- 19 32, what is happiness? Friends who have seen the video should have some feelings, right? Do you know what film you are directing? What is happiness? Look at this 17 famous saying, maybe you will gain a lot! 1, forgetting bad memories of the past is a treasure to become happy. Rita May Brown If you always refuse to forget the past, you can't be happy. Have you ever made a mistake? You have experienced a terrible rain, rain and tears, and live your own life. 07- 14 33, what is happiness? Friends who have seen the video should have some feelings, right? Do you know what film you are directing? What is happiness? Look at this 17 famous saying, maybe you will gain a lot! 1, forgetting bad memories of the past is a treasure to become happy. If you always refuse to forget the past, you will not be happy. Have you ever made a mistake? You have been waiting for 07- 12 34, which is indifferent in the west. All along, I appreciate a sentence called "bear the burden of humiliation and watch the flowers bloom in front of the court". Going or staying is unintentional, and it is easy to follow the clouds. Teenagers don't seem to know what it's like to be sad, but they insist that they are worried about adding new words. More importantly, this couplet is really beautiful. In short, I was deeply attracted when I first saw it. I can't say why, but I feel that there is an artistic conception that makes me feel the taste of June in the West. There is a saying in my hometown: On June 6th, take off your hot pants. In fact, it is not June 6, and it is irresistible, but it also shows that it also reflects the heat in summer. The sun pulls the wind, takes care of everything in a gorgeous way, dances with dragonflies, chirps with summer insects, or toots, or whispers. The summer we are familiar with comes from June. Hanjiang Stone in Chi Li's Works