A casual rain swept across my sky.
Rain is silent, like beans, like arrows, like needles, like fire. In this storm, I have matured.
It was a cloudy day, and I became very upset in the face of the upcoming senior high school entrance examination. The wind chime in front of the door suddenly rang and I turned my head. It turned out that my mother came in with folded clothes. I frowned and said nothing.
After a while, after a while? Where's Ding? Sound. I shouted without looking back; ? Can't you be quiet when you come in? The sound of wind chimes is annoying. ? Her mother explained eagerly in the back; ? No, I told you not to let her finish, so I rudely interrupted her; ? Can't I have a quiet study environment? There was a brief silence behind him I turned my head and saw my mother holding a cup of hot milk, standing there as straight as a stiff body, her eyes full of guilt. She smiled awkwardly, put the milk gently on the table and went out. When she entered the door, she tried to bend down and not touch the wind chimes, but the wind chimes rang, like a helpless sigh.
Then my mother never came in again. The rain still came down, and the raindrops were scattered in the lotus pond outside the window. Suddenly I saw a red lotus standing strong under the protection of the lotus leaf, and suddenly I remembered that poem: Mom, the raindrops in my heart are coming. Except you, who is my shadow in the sky? It suddenly dawned on me that my mother's love is always great, even if she was hurt by her daughter, she never resented it. At this time, I feel extremely guilty.
Long wind chimes are the melody of love, which makes the sky in my heart wider and wider.
Walking in the storm of life, with the support of strength and love, I will go forward and say firmly: thank you for accompanying me through the storm! Let the storm come more violently! ?
After the wind and rain, the 600-word junior high school composition material is falling flowers, rotten grass, thorns and tears all the way, and finally becomes the soul of late spring. They experienced wind and rain. After survival, it will become spring mud to protect flowers. So is life. How to look up and see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?
Occasionally, Lu Taiwan dreams of space, and occasionally stumbles and loses his sense of direction. When the setbacks in life swept away like loopholes, did you flinch? Maybe you will wander under the tree because life is not satisfactory, meditate in the rain and cry in the dark. But you must believe: cross the storm and meet the rainbow. At this time, you will find that the gloom of frustration is just a short rainy season. After setbacks and storms, we will be better!
Yesterday, the breeze turned the afterglow of the sunset into a beautiful scenery. There is a poet singing wine: one day I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea. ? What a heroic poem, what an open mind. There is firmness in free and easy, and there is hope in firmness: walk through the storm and meet the rainbow. Today, an earthquake shattered the beauty of the past. The family is ruined. After sadness, it is like tenacious grass in the gap, rushing up desperately, looking for the hope of life. They created one miracle after another with a pair of strong hands. Now, rebuilding our homeland, that terrible disaster seems to be just a nightmare. Home is back, and after the storm, the rainbow hangs brightly in the air?
An ancient Greek poet once said: There are countless cracks in my body, and water is leaking everywhere. ? What is the crack? It's blood, it's tears, it's suffering, it's a curse, it's the ups and downs of the world. However, I want to say: life is changeable, but we must try our best to fill those cracks and deficiencies. ? Yes! Things are foggy, and we never know what our fate will be in the next second. Even if it is a road full of buildings and dust, we must believe that after experiencing the storm, we will definitely meet the rainbow. ?
Time will dilute everything, and strength will overcome everything. When you walk through the storm and suddenly look back, you see the sunshine and hear the sound of the waves. You will find:? There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. ? Would you believe:? Walk through the storm and meet the rainbow. ?
Xia Hui Middle School Grade Two: Guo Linli
I am a cactus.
When I just woke up and felt the warm sunshine, the first thing I saw in my sleepy eyes was the colorful things around me. Later I learned that it was called a flower, a flower. I took a look at my body, which was a little out of place, and a little disappointment and inferiority climbed up my face. ......
A few days later, I was transplanted outdoors. But there are still those beautiful flowers. They have thick green leaves, and the leaves under them are like green flat mirrors, reflecting the green brilliance, which is several times brighter than my body. And the flowers in the clouds, I have to look up to see them, I look at them, as if I saw a high above the scene.
I gradually lowered my head and didn't want to continue to grow. I think no one will miss me even when I grow up. I don't know when a little girl came. She squatted down and looked at me curiously and held out her hand, but she didn't want to be stabbed by the not very hard thorn on my body. However, the little girl didn't kick me aside in disgust. The adults around her said? Son, are you okay? This is a strong cactus, which will not only grow more thorns when it grows up, but also make you sit up and take notice. ? I'm impressed? I want to know.
After a day of reflection, I finally decided to live a good life and let others look at me with new eyes. However, it was stormy that night. The flower that was still high above was vulnerable, and it was blown off by the strong wind, and a petal fell at my feet. That's just a flash in the pan. I think. Raindrops hit us violently. I silently closed my eyes and endured the test of the storm. The flowers around me grew very tall and were blown to the east and west by the wind, and only I stood still.
I know I made the right decision and live a good life. Because I have more suitable conditions for survival than others. Although I am short, I don't easily succumb to wind and rain. I'm not afraid to do it. I can root deeper.
Finally, I grew up again. However, in spring, I hear people come and go praising peony? Rich and romantic, flowers bow their heads and worship incense dust? . I heard someone say magnolia? Cuitiao has great power to attract the wind. See if it can break the silver flowers and jade snow? . Hear someone praise the Spring Festival? How many yellow flowers are there in Jinying Cuicalyx with cold spring? . But no one ever stopped for me.
A month later, I realized that something seemed to be struggling to grow in the circle above me. When I saw it the next day, I was surprised to find that it was my own bud, so I grew up more intently. But another storm came unexpectedly. I carefully protected the flower buds on my head. The storm at night looks more fierce. I was afraid that he would take my flowers, and my tears and rain would stay under my face ... At that moment, I finally understood that I didn't need the love of others, as long as I could silently bloom the crystallization of my life.
The storm finally stopped. A few days later, pink flowers appeared on the bud. I don't want peony to be so conspicuous and dazzling, but it is the most beautiful in my eyes. I heard someone exclaim: cactus is so strong that it has its own small flowers. It is really unique and beautiful. ?
When I heard that, I just smiled indifferently. Because through the storm, I found that the most important thing is to be myself and live well. ?
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