The beauty of autumn is mature - it is not as shy as spring, so open in summer, and introverted in winter.
The beauty of autumn is rational - it is not as charming as spring, as hot as summer, and as subtle as winter.
Autumn, the harvest season, the golden season - as lovely as spring, as passionate as summer, and as charming as winter.
Life is like a river of spring water flowing eastward, he Originating from the highest place, ice and snow are his predecessors. He gathered many small streams into a powerful torrent, rushing downwards. He zigzagged through the cliffs, overturned layers of sand and soil, carried rolling sand and stones, and flowed away happily and bravely. He enjoyed everything he encountered along the way; sometimes when he encountered a rocky obstacle, he started galloping angrily, roaring, whirling, and pushing forward with waves until he passed and overturned the cliff. Only then did he calmly flow for thousands of miles; sometimes he passed by the thin flat sand and saw the red peach blossoms on the bank in the fragrant grass at sunset. He was happy and shy, flowing quietly, singing softly, He could go through this romantic journey freely; sometimes he encountered storms, this electric shock, this thunder, which frightened his soul, the strong wind swept him, and the heavy rain hit him, he was temporarily muddy and disturbed, and the rain The clear sky only gave him a lot of new strength; sometimes he encountered the sunset and the new moon, shining and projecting on him, with some faint warmth in the coldness: he just wanted to rest and sleep, and The forward force still urges him to move forward... (Bing Xin's "Talk about Life")
The dark sky scattered petals, which seemed to carry a faint fragrance. The snow was floating leisurely, rendering the sky and the earth into a vast expanse of white.
Snow like catkins, snow like reed flowers, snow like light smoke, flowing and chasing, spotless when it comes, not disturbed by dust when it falls. The small hexagonal flowers are exquisite and clear, and none of them is the same. Pink carving and jade carving, but which artist can design such exquisite patterns? Which carver can carve such detailed handicrafts? Rather than saying it is a masterpiece of nature, I would rather believe that it is the tears of a fairy in the palace of heaven!
In the blink of an eye, the firs and pines turned into beautiful branches and jade. Yuyang changed into the simple Chinese tunic suit she had worn all autumn, while Fenglin took off the long red dress that she had been showing off for half a year. Snowflakes like jade butterflies were flying all over the sky, and the earth changed the silk gauze that had just been put on into a sweater.
"Xinyuan Picking Wei"
1. Sail clearly knows that sailing on the sea will inevitably be blown by the wind and may be swallowed by the sea, but these dangers Never let the sail lower the high head! Because Sail has already given his life to the sea, and also given his death to the sea. Sail understands: If you leave this boiling sailing career. Even if the sail is alive, it is not just an idle rag.
2. There is no division of life into paragraphs, no review, no summary, and no clearing and sorting of emotions. Therefore, we repeat the previous regret again and again, and repeatedly think that life is so dull. In the end, even the sadness loses its freshness. Let life always have the awareness of "life paragraphs", which can enable you to review and reflect on the past steps in time, know where you are deep, where you are shallow, where you have gone astray, where you have fallen, and understand the continuous dissatisfaction. Is it a misunderstanding that all the responsibilities lie outside the body, and complaining and getting nothing achieved?
3. How peaceful and beautiful it would be if you didn’t see the setting sun? Can’t you see how lively the blooming spring flowers are? If we who live in heaven and earth can devote our own heat, like the majestic sun; if we can unfold our passion, like the splendor of spring flowers; then, life will be lived and not lived in vain, love will be lived and there will be true love, short-lived A life is not just a life.
4. The flowers of success bloom on the branches of hard work, and the bitter fruits of failure breed in the hotbed of laziness.
5. A father is like a towering mountain to his son, while the son is just a pebble, originating from the mountain but not understanding the mountain. Many codes of love in life need to be interpreted with details. On the fertile soil of family affection, if you want to get the most beautiful fruits, you can only look forward to the heart-to-heart resonance that exists in an instant, the tacit understanding of love and love. .
6. Because of my self-confidence, I relied on my delicate legs to take the first step in my life when I was learning to speak. Because of my self-confidence, I held the first place certificate high time and time again. Lift it up; because of my confidence, I cut off my long flowing hair without hesitation and showed my style on the sports field... Thanks to my confidence, it gave me a pair of wings, allowing me to fly in the lightning and thunder, and fight in the wind and rain. Life!
7. Navigators compare trees to street lights that guide the direction, workers compare trees to umbrellas that protect against wind and rain, poets compare trees to elves in their writings, but I want to compare trees to teachers. , it is the umbrella that protects us from wind and rain, the street light that points the way, and the golden key that opens the palace of knowledge.
8. Books are like a ladder, which can lead people to the palace of culture; books are like a key, which will help us open the window of wisdom in the soul; books are like a boat, which will carry people Leading us towards the ocean of knowledge.
9. Time is like a stream, it can attract us to the ocean of life; time is like a small boat, it will help us sail to the ideal shore; time is like a paintbrush, it will guide us. We paint a picture of life.
10. The Republic of China celebrated her fiftieth birthday. Fifty years is like a long river, with rapids and slow currents; fifty years is like a long scroll, with cold and warm colors; fifty years is like a piece of music, with low and high notes; fifty years is like an epic, with pain and pain. joy. The long river flows forever, the scroll has just unfolded, the music is gradually reaching its climax, and the epic is still being written. Our country is taking firm steps to enter a new era.
11. Convincing yourself is a victory of reason; being moved by yourself is a spiritual sublimation; conquering yourself is a success in life.
12. If you are the blue sky, I would like to be the white clouds that set off the sky; if you are the flowers, I would like to be the accompanying grass; if you are the big tree, I would like to be the green leaves that embellish it... I am sincere. I hope I can be a happy note in your life and bring blessings to every minute of your life.
13. A smart person studies like an eagle fighting in the sky, looking up at the endless land; a stupid person studies aimlessly, like a headless moth flying around; a hard-working person studies, Like a crooked river, although it has twists and turns, it will eventually flow into the sea; a lazy person learns, like a piece of wood in the water, the greater the resistance, the faster it goes backwards.
14. Narcissus stands tall and graceful, orchids are elegant and fragrant, peonies are graceful and luxurious, pear blossoms are white and flawless... Beautiful flowers always get the envy and admiration of the world, but everyone knows that they grow from a small seed to finally blooming. , to go through countless hardships and ups and downs! The same is true for our growth. Only by being hard-working "dream weavers" can our dreams come true!
15. In the long road of life, everyone will inevitably encounter various frustrations or misfortunes. In the face of the test of wind, rain, fog and clouds, a strong person will not bow to fate. No matter how cold the wind is, it will not stop forever; no matter how thick the fog is, it will not last forever. The wind has subsided and the fog has dispersed, but the sun is still shining brightly.