I stubbornly believe that this is what maturity looks like. In such a mature season, standing on the campus of a university and listening to Chopin's quiet piano music on the radio, a strange, familiar and unfamiliar feeling comes to mind.
Once upon a time, for this popular goal, we risked a short trip and a long history of hatred, and thousands of troops crowded on a small wooden bridge. But now, standing on the shore, I am disappointed to find that the scenery here is not as beautiful as rumored, and there is also a big gap with imagination.
The slender branches of Robinia pseudoacacia in front of the dormitory can't help but make people feel pity. The plastic track is still red, the boys on the basketball court are still shouting excitedly, there are still people in the cafeteria who are in a hurry, and there are still people in the study room who are immersed in writing.
Awesome buildings have sprung up, making the small campus more crowded. Standing on the overpass connecting the South House and the North House, separated by a busy street, a large number of adjectives are intertwined in my mind: "Prosperity, camp, noise, congestion, traffic jam, fatigue, drunkenness, busyness, expansion, displacement, wilderness, drunkenness, noise, busyness and vagrancy.
"Too lazy to comb.
It may be more reasonable to feel it from the perspective of a bystander. I remember a friend once said with emotion, "The world is too small, and people know you everywhere."
This is in line with my "original world is much bigger than I thought." In stark contrast.
I don't know what this means. I just remember a writer once said, "It's easy to lose yourself if you spin at a strange-familiar-strange height."
I feel like a frog just jumping out of a dry well, and suddenly I see a wider space above the wellhead except the sky. Like a monster who shows his ugly prototype in the mirror, he feels ashamed and regretful for his ignorant crimes.
At this time, I suddenly understood what an elder warned his disciples: "Be sure to read more books. Observing life without reading is zero. Because you have no culture and no stomach to digest life. "
So, I, a shallow frog, jumped out of the dry well, learned the mature appearance of big trees through smoke and dust, and decided to find and open up a sky of my own in this antique layout. Then, without regret, I waved to the north of the corner of the East 15 (the place where I grew up on the map): Goodbye.
2. Write an argumentative essay on the topic of Vision 1000 Vision-I sincerely hope that "all hobbies in life are born", and a free, happy and high-quality life is everyone's instinctive pursuit.
I am no exception. I really want to have an ideal carefree, full and warm campus life.
When I was in primary school, I imagined that class was lively and pleasant, and after school was colorful; However, the reality gave me a blow, so I had to repeat the mechanical action helplessly. The endless repetition of homework takes up most of my time, and I am very unhappy. After entering junior high school, I imagined how cool it would be to learn so many subjects and swim in the Tianhe River of knowledge. However, I was disappointed again. What I feel is the exhaustion that I can't recover from scores, queues and competitions.
When I was in high school, I made a plan to bear 200%, but the reality was worse than I expected, N times worse. Parents, relatives and friends, teachers, all the explanations boil down to one sentence: to survive.
Now I understand that we go to school and receive education in order to live better tomorrow. When I was in primary school, I worked hard and wanted to go to a better middle school. I went to middle school, and I worked hard to get into a better university. If you have a job, you must redouble your efforts until your life is exhausted and your vitality is exhausted. At that time, I may really achieve my "vision" and enjoy all the comforts of Elysium.
Is it sad? Almost everyone has done this, and the school has become a vocational training class for survival. Students can't enjoy the poetry of "immersed in deduction, dancing in the wind, returning home dressed in splendor", enjoying the teacher's edification and infiltration like "sitting in the spring breeze", and enjoying the happiness of blooming in the sunshine and rain; Similarly, my teacher can't feel the joy of education and is more tired. I understand why teachers often lose their temper, and I understand why outstanding teachers in Zhejiang "float down" from the top of 18.
-terrible "survival"! Damn "pressure" The school has become a torture ground for students and teachers. Who is guilty? "Our motherland is a garden, and the flowers in the garden are really bright" has really become a "vision" now.
Look at the Compulsory Education Law and the talent training plan. It's really ideal. The country has an ideal blueprint for basic education, and education departments at all levels have a thorough understanding of basic education. But why did I experience such a bleak life?
Many people blame the stubbornness of social and secular consciousness, saying that "social" and "secular consciousness" have distorted basic education into a battlefield for survival training and competition. It seems reasonable, but it is sophistry.
Why can't * * and relevant departments be held accountable for "inaction"? I am glad to see that the Ministry of Education has begun to reflect on the problems of "insufficient investment" and "distortion" in basic education. I think, if we can really treat education as top-down education and "run" schools as schools, the campus in my "vision" may become a reality in the near future.
Because of this, I am willing to cross the "just visiting" and rewrite the history of my study since primary school. I'd like to see a Tianjin examinee sitting at his desk alone in the dead of night. I'll turn the brightness of the desk lamp to the lowest.
Play a light music and taste a cup of light green tea. Through the dense heat, I seem to see the prospect of life again: mature hope and dull desire. In high school, I came to the city to study. The comrades in the dormitory come from all corners of the country.
I always don't hurt anyone and get along well with all the members, but I always suffer for it. Like-minded people, even if they are separated from Wan Li, will have a silent tacit understanding; If the Tao disagrees, even if it is separated by a wall, it is also a stranger.
My father told me, "life is not always colorful, but plain is the true meaning of life." You are still young, son! " In order to make myself mature as soon as possible, I observed the surrounding environment: the sunrise and sunset day after day, the full moon, the same mountain height, the bright sun and the bright moon, the same grass blooming ... not to mention "sitting 80 thousand miles a day, patrolling the sky and seeing thousands of rivers far away", the Himalayas alone seem to grow at such a height, and great power is attributed to dullness.
I used to cheer for my growing age and entering adulthood, and I used to be complacent about my progress. I often look forward to the future on the small slope of life ... but when the struggles again and again are turned into regrets and the past, when the sailboat full of confidence and dreams runs aground on the sea of life, I always feel dejected. But life goes on, life has returned to another starting line, and the pain and helplessness will eventually disappear.
Su Dongpo was demoted to Huangzhou after Wutai Poetry Case, lacking in material and spirit, but suffering finally cheered him up and made him mature. The roaring mountain wind lives at the mouth of the valley and becomes a gentle demand; The swift river slows down at the mouth of the river and becomes a Wang Yang; Gorgeous life gathers in a miserable place and turns into maturity and indifference.
3. Ask for an essay on the topic of "vision" and write it in a hurry. 1. At night, my vision is quiet, and I sit at my desk alone. I adjust the brightness of the desk lamp to the minimum.
Play a light music and taste a cup of light green tea. Through the dense heat, I seem to see the prospect of life again: mature hope and dull desire. In high school, I came to the city to study. The comrades in the dormitory come from all corners of the country.
I always don't hurt anyone and get along well with all the members, but I always suffer for it. Like-minded people, even if they are separated from Wan Li, will have a silent tacit understanding; If the Tao disagrees, even if it is separated by a wall, it is also a stranger.
My father told me, "life is not always colorful, but plain is the true meaning of life." You are still young, son! " In order to make myself mature as soon as possible, I observed the surrounding environment: the sunrise and sunset day after day, the full moon, the same mountain height, the bright sun and the bright moon, the same grass blooming ... not to mention "sitting 80 thousand miles a day, patrolling the sky and seeing thousands of rivers far away", the Himalayas alone seem to grow at such a height, and great power is attributed to dullness.
I used to cheer for my growing age and entering adulthood, and I used to be complacent about my progress. I often look forward to the future on the small slope of life ... but when the struggles again and again are turned into regrets and the past, when the sailboat full of confidence and dreams runs aground on the sea of life, I always feel dejected. But life goes on, life has returned to another starting line, and the pain and helplessness will eventually disappear.
Su Dongpo was demoted to Huangzhou after Wutai Poetry Case, lacking in material and spirit, but suffering finally cheered him up and made him mature. The roaring mountain wind lives at the mouth of the valley and becomes a gentle demand; The swift river slows down at the mouth of the river and becomes a Wang Yang; Gorgeous life gathers in a miserable place and turns into maturity and indifference.
So Su Dongpo broke through Huangzhou, and finally became the word "Red Cliff" and "Great River", which was famous throughout the ages and benefited countless literati and poets in later generations. So in my life vision, maturity no longer means the increase of age in the ID card, and indifference is no longer the result of deliberate pursuit.
When traveling, let people take a step forward, lend a helping hand when others are in trouble, and don't forget to send care and blessings to friends when the competition is fierce ... maturity is as simple as that, but what you persist in this way is the desire for fame and fortune, and what you get is the true love in the world! Zhuge Liang said in the Commandment: "Indifference is unclear, and silence is not far away." Forget all the gains and losses and watch the flowers bloom before the court; Don't be surprised, look at the clouds in the sky.
If life is like this, it can be extremely mature and indifferent, and the truth of life is hidden here! May my little longing for life stay in my heart forever. 2. Vision "lifelong love for nature", a free, happy and high-quality life is everyone's instinctive pursuit.
I am no exception. I really want to have an ideal carefree, full and warm campus life.
When I was in primary school, I imagined that class was lively and pleasant, and after school was colorful; However, the reality gave me a blow, so I had to repeat the mechanical action helplessly. The endless repetition of homework takes up most of my time, and I am very unhappy. After entering junior high school, I imagined how cool it would be to learn so many subjects and swim in the Tianhe River of knowledge. However, I was disappointed again. What I feel is the exhaustion that I can't recover from scores, queues and competitions.
When I was in high school, I made a plan to bear 200%, but the reality was worse than I expected, N times worse. Parents, relatives and friends, teachers, all the explanations boil down to one sentence: to survive.
Now I understand that we go to school and receive education in order to live better tomorrow. When I was in primary school, I worked hard and wanted to go to a better middle school. I went to middle school, and I worked hard to get into a better university. If you have a job, you must redouble your efforts until your life is exhausted and your vitality is exhausted. At that time, I may really achieve my "vision" and enjoy all the comforts of Elysium.
Is it sad? Almost everyone has done this, and the school has become a vocational training class for survival. Students can't enjoy the poetry of "immersed in deduction, dancing in the wind, returning home dressed in splendor", enjoying the teacher's edification and infiltration like "sitting in the spring breeze", and enjoying the happiness of blooming in the sunshine and rain; Similarly, my teacher can't feel the joy of education and is more tired. I understand why teachers often lose their temper, and I understand why outstanding teachers in Zhejiang "float down" from the top of 18.
-terrible "survival"! Damn "pressure" The school has become a torture ground for students and teachers. Who is guilty? "Our motherland is a garden, and the flowers in the garden are really bright" has really become a "vision" now.
Look at the Compulsory Education Law and the talent training plan. It's really ideal. The country has an ideal blueprint for basic education, and education departments at all levels have a thorough understanding of basic education. But why did I experience such a bleak life?
Many people blame the stubbornness of social and secular consciousness, saying that "social" and "secular consciousness" have distorted basic education into a battlefield for survival training and competition. It seems reasonable, but it is sophistry.
Why can't * * and relevant departments be held accountable for "inaction"? I am glad to see that the Ministry of Education has begun to reflect on the problems of "insufficient investment" and "distortion" in basic education. I think, if we can really treat education as top-down education and "run" schools as schools, the campus in my "vision" may become a reality in the near future.
Because of this, I am willing to cross the "just visiting" and rewrite the history of my study since primary school. 3. The vision is not to fight, I hold high the anti-war card, a bullet passes through my eyebrows, I fall down, and my card is still standing.
It will never fall, that is my vision: I hope there is no war in this world. I'm a reporter, and the battle has just begun. I came to this strange land with my camera. In order to get the first-hand information of the news, I braved the bullets to travel back and forth to various cities and back and forth in the streets.
These short three months have made me understand what a hell on earth is. Here, people do not have enough to eat and do not wear warm clothes; People here have no drinking water source and can only live on rain; Here, people bleed every day; .
4. Visual composition-under the banyan tree-visual writing/star feather butterfly
Late autumn always gives people a sense of calm, and the prosperity is gone, leaving only a thick vine overlooking the distance. I stubbornly believe that this is what maturity looks like.
In such a mature season, standing on the campus of a university and listening to Chopin's quiet piano music on the radio, a strange, familiar and unfamiliar feeling comes to mind.
Once upon a time, for this popular goal, we risked a short trip and a long history of hatred, and thousands of troops crowded on a small wooden bridge. But now, standing on the shore, I am disappointed to find that the scenery here is not as beautiful as rumored, and there is also a big gap with imagination.
The slender branches of Robinia pseudoacacia in front of the dormitory can't help but make people feel pity. The plastic track is still red, the boys on the basketball court are still shouting excitedly, there are still people in the cafeteria who are in a hurry, and there are still people in the study room who are immersed in writing.
Awesome buildings have sprung up, making the small campus more crowded. Standing on the overpass connecting the South House and the North House, separated by a busy street, a large number of adjectives are intertwined in my mind: "Prosperity, camp, noise, congestion, traffic jam, fatigue, drunkenness, busyness, expansion, displacement, wilderness, drunkenness, noise, busyness and vagrancy. . "Too lazy to comb. It may be more reasonable to feel it from the perspective of a bystander.
I remember a friend once said with emotion, "The world is too small, and people know you everywhere." This is in line with my "original world is much bigger than I thought." In stark contrast. I don't know what this means. I just remember a writer once said, "It's easy to lose yourself if you spin at a strange-familiar-strange height." I feel like a frog just jumping out of a dry well, and suddenly I see a wider space above the wellhead except the sky. Like a monster who shows his ugly prototype in the mirror, he feels ashamed and regretful for his ignorant crimes.
At this time, I suddenly understood what an elder warned his disciples: "Be sure to read more books. Observing life without reading is zero. Because you have no culture and no stomach to digest life. " So, I, a shallow frog, jumped out of the dry well, learned the mature appearance of big trees through smoke and dust, and decided to find and open up a sky of my own in this antique layout. Then, without regret, I waved in the direction of 15 corner (where I grew up on the map): goodbye!
5. The composition "Vision" has no less than 700 wishes-growth.
The moon, as cold as a silver mirror, with little stars and as still as water, I stared at the starry sky quietly and waited patiently for the arrival of the Leonid meteor shower. I heard the old man say such a legend, as long as you make a sincere wish to a meteor, the meteor can help you get it. Thinking of this legend, I can't help thinking of all my wishes. ...
When I was in kindergarten, I wanted to have candy every day. Almost every day after school, I pester my mother to buy candy. I also fantasize about a "candy house", which has become my wish. This wish is naive, but sweet, because the little girl who dreams of "candy house" is only five years old after all.
The gear of time keeps turning, and that sweet wish gradually becomes tasteless. When I was ten years old, I was a girl in Grade Three. I remember when I learned that I had donated a pool for the "Mother of the West", so I had another wish. This wish is to let all people in the west use water as soon as possible. I rushed to the post office with a small money box. I thought having money would make my wish come true. I once made such a wish that I could have a lot of money to satisfy all my wishes ... This wish was "great". In this way, my sweet wish was replaced by a "great" wish, and I grew up in this alternation.
The gears of time keep turning, and the four seasons in the years seem fleeting. Now I am fourteen years old, and I no longer yearn for the "candy house" and have no illusions about having a lot of money. My wish now is to study hard and be admitted to a famous university. This wish is realistic and mature, because I am fourteen years old and know how to change my destiny with knowledge.
The gears of time will still turn endlessly. Maybe in my old age, my wishes have changed again. Maybe I want my old age to be peaceful, maybe I want my children to be happy. It is impossible to know. But I know that my wishes change in the rotation of the time gear, and I grew up in the change of my wishes, from an ignorant child to me now.
I have a wish to open my eyes and see the first bright star on the horizon;
6. Please write a short essay on the topic of "Wish"
In life, there are always many fantasies and many wishes. They are as many as stars and as dense as leaves. Even if there is no way to achieve everything, even if we can't count the stars, even if the leaves are not necessarily young and full of vitality. However, these wishes have been accompanied by our naive and mature thoughts until today and will continue to move towards the future.
Desire is beautiful. For everyone who has desires, it is so dreamy and beautiful. Although it is a little out of reach, it is like the stars in the sky. Seeing the shining body and flashing eyes, we can't help but hold full expectations for it and become our wish. Isn't it a wish to think about picking up stars every day?
Desire is very young, and it is so fresh and young for everyone who has desire. All people, as long as they think of their own wishes, although they don't know whether they can come true, they will always show their confidence and young smile involuntarily and believe that they can succeed. Old people, middle-aged people, will not get old if they want to. If immortality is the efficacy of a panacea, then the panacea here is desire!
Of course, wishes are always just wishes. Although it is the same as an ideal dream, it seems to be a waiting expectation. Everyone has a wish and action is waiting.
I often wonder why there are so many wishes in this world. Why do people always have dreams in their heads? Shouldn't people live in reality?
Indeed, speaking of desire and waiting for this expectation, people have to reflect on themselves.
Wishing is a good thing, but if you wish too much, it may become a kind of sadness. People are used to waiting and relying, but they never think of relying on their own strength to get what they want and turn their wishes into reality. Magicians in fairy tales can always realize their wishes easily, and they often need thousands of years of practice to achieve positive results. What about us? Although there are no poems and facts that have been studied hard for thousands of years and ten years, plum blossoms come from bitter cold and so on. It can prove to us that wishes can come true, and waiting is not the only way. Knowing this, can you turn your wish into reality like a magician?
Now, I don't want to make more wishes. If there are more beautiful realities and less illusory wishes in this world, then it is really a good thing for everyone to have wishes.
The stars in the distant horizon show us a magnificent art exhibition, which is not illusory. Leaves in the world, exquisiteness is not self-directed, these are all realities. Our wishes are illusory. When it doesn't work hard, our wishes are like bubbles, with only a short and fragile life. However, once we work hard for them, even if they don't succeed, we succeed. At least, it is no longer a daydream, but the result of our efforts.
So, I'd rather my wish didn't come true, and it can't be an illusion. With this belief, I believe we can also become wizards on the earth!
Here are some small poems.
1. Hope
Watching the stars and the rain dancing,
Make a good wish-
I want a star necklace.
Look at the flowers in Shan Ye,
Make a pure wish-
I want an ocean of flowers.
Look at the maple leaves fluttering,
Make a childish wish-
I want a doll made of maple leaves.
Look at those clouds,
Make a most beautiful wish-
I want to fly too! ! !
Plant your inner desires.
Plant a small tree
Plant a wish in your heart
Like a bud on a tree.
Every spring,
It will blossom.
Where there are trees, there are birds.
Trees are a paradise for birds.
They nest and lay eggs in trees.
They are dancing and singing in the tree.
The sky with birds will not be lonely.
Land with trees will not be desolate.
Plant a tree
Is to plant a flock of birds
This is our common desire.
7. Please write a short essay on the topic of desire. I am an ordinary member of all sentient beings, a real and ordinary person, but I have my own ideals, my own personality and my own pursuits.
I don't admire singers and movie stars now, and I don't appreciate the practice of "groupies" and "following the fashion", but I admire calligraphers and like people who have lofty aspirations and can pursue their goals persistently. I like green, and I love every plant, mountain and water in nature. I admire the nobility of pine trees, the tenacity of grass and the tenacity of rocks, which can give me strength from them and urge me to move forward bravely.
Life is a stage, from which we can see colorful life and experience the infinite fun of life. The ideal of life determines the attitude towards life. Someone once said that "many people love chasing dreams", but this "dream" actually means desire. Desire is like a target, and we are an arrow that wants to hit the bull's-eye. In order to pull the full bow, we must go all out and keep fighting for it. It is because of his wish that Edison can bring light to the world and Lei Feng can dedicate his life to the motherland and people. Therefore, we can't live without wishes. For those who have no desire, it is like the spray in the sea, blowing in the wind, which is meaningless.
My wish is to become a calligrapher and let the pen in my hand interpret my "what my heart thinks, where my dream lies". In order to realize this long-awaited wish since I was a child, I began to learn to write calligraphy with Teacher Yang from the second grade of primary school. At that time, I could only study calligraphy in my spare time and holidays, and most of my time was spent studying cultural knowledge. I remember a classmate laughing at me for being stupid and saying that calligraphy is out of date, and learning calligraphy is just a waste of time. I was not crushed by their indifference. On the contrary, I am more interested in calligraphy. Unforgettable, I was praised by school leaders many times because of my good handwriting in high school; Thankfully, I won the first prize of hard pen calligraphy when I was a freshman. I have never given up practicing calligraphy. Until now, I still insist on practicing calligraphy for one hour every day, and realize my wish with practical actions.
I like sincerity and hate falsehood; I long for happiness, but I also accept sadness. I have been happy and proud, but I am not arrogant; I have failed and suffered, but I am not pessimistic. I am not afraid of difficulties and setbacks. I hope to use my persistence, my efforts, my hard work and my efforts to create my value and realize my wishes.
8. Please write a narrative on the topic of "Wish".
I, an ordinary member of all sentient beings, a real and ordinary person, have my own ideals, personality and pursuit.
I don't admire singers and movie stars now, and I don't appreciate the practice of "groupies" and "following the fashion", but I admire calligraphers and like people who have lofty aspirations and can pursue their goals persistently. I like green, and I love every plant, mountain and water in nature. I admire the nobility of pine trees, the tenacity of grass and the tenacity of rocks, which can give me strength from them and urge me to move forward bravely.
Life is a stage, from which we can see colorful life and experience the infinite fun of life. The ideal of life determines the attitude towards life. Someone once said that "many people love chasing dreams", but this "dream" actually means desire. Desire is like a target, and we are an arrow that wants to hit the bull's-eye. In order to pull the full bow, we must go all out and keep fighting for it. It is because of his wish that Edison can bring light to the world and Lei Feng can dedicate his life to the motherland and people. Therefore, we can't live without wishes. For those who have no desire, it is like the spray in the sea, blowing in the wind, which is meaningless.
My wish is to become a calligrapher and let the pen in my hand interpret my "what my heart thinks, where my dream lies". In order to realize this long-awaited wish since I was a child, I began to learn to write calligraphy with Teacher Yang from the second grade of primary school. At that time, I could only study calligraphy in my spare time and holidays, and most of my time was spent studying cultural knowledge. I remember a classmate laughing at me for being stupid and saying that calligraphy is out of date, and learning calligraphy is just a waste of time. I was not crushed by their indifference. On the contrary, I am more interested in calligraphy. Unforgettable, I was praised by school leaders many times because of my good handwriting in high school; Thankfully, I won the first prize of hard pen calligraphy when I was a freshman. I have never given up practicing calligraphy. Until now, I still insist on practicing calligraphy for one hour every day, and realize my wish with practical actions.
I like sincerity and hate falsehood; I long for happiness, but I also accept sadness. I have been happy and proud, but I am not arrogant; I have failed and suffered, but I am not pessimistic. I am not afraid of difficulties and setbacks. I hope to use my persistence, my efforts, my hard work and my efforts to create my value and realize my wishes.