Stream water
The transparent stream water is as clear as mother’s eyes.
In spring, your eyes are full of colors;
In summer, your eyes are full of deep green;
In autumn, your eyes are full of green Chengbi;
In winter, you are tired - you close your eyes and stop singing.
You took in the clouds in the blue sky, the sunset in the dusk, and the stars in the night sky; you also left behind the figure of my childhood.
Ha! The rustling sugarcane forest beside the stream and the sweet wind once blew my childhood dreams! I lie next to you, feeling the happiness of leaning on my mother's chest...
You are an ancient song in our lives——
You see the man riding the donkey The wedding team came, and a few suonas played sad music;
You saw a few strong men carrying a heavy wooden coffin, carrying the old man up the hillside;
You also heard: the wheelbarrow at the foot of the mountain, with a squeaking sound, groaned through the poor land...
Without you, who would have left us with the natural colors;
Who recorded for us the sorrow and joy of the mountain people?
Transparent stream, you gave me a pair of eyes that can distinguish colors.
When I am by your side and find myself becoming a teenager, I have to travel far away.
You are like the mother who raised me, send me out of the mountains!
My feelings:
At the beginning of the article, the stream is regarded as "mother's eyes", and then it is written about the colors revealed in the "eyes" of spring, summer, autumn and winter. This is both a reference to the stream and The song is also a song for my mother, because this stream once "left my childhood figure" and allowed me to enjoy the happiness of maternal love: she remembered everything that happened in the ravine, and the "mountain people" "Sorrow and joy", and sent the raised "I" out of the mountain. The stream is a song, the mother is a song, and the article itself is also a sad and lyrical folk song. Stream, my "mother". Mother, just like this stream. Mother. , you watched me grow up and took good care of me. I miss the feeling of being with you when I am with you. I feel maternal love! Please forgive me for being naughty as a child, please forgive me for being ignorant as a child! Let me "make up for" all this now. I love you, my mother!
Autumn Storm
I really want to get wet in the rain, I really want the rain to wash away those memories. Maybe the rain will wake me up. The feeling of raindrops hitting the face can make people unable to tell whether it is tears or rain, so I can say: boys don’t cry!
The rain sprinkles gently and softly on the ground, washing away all the dirty dust on the ground, giving people a feeling of cleanliness. However, the cold rain cannot wash it away from me. Gray mood! Maybe our meeting was like a dream, a dream that made me happy for a moment but made me sad for a long time. I walked out of the noisy street, and the world of lights was so far away from me. I walked to the middle of the avenue and stood there. There was only the sound of rain in front and behind me, and people were hiding somewhere. This is great! I can miss you to my heart's content and call you deeply...holding an umbrella and chanting your name over and over again, I feel a soft and warm feeling in my heart that I almost dare not breathe. Scenes from the past, one shot after another, seemed to have been discussed long ago, slowly passing before my eyes in the rain, slowly passing...
The mountains and rivers remain the same, the sun and the moon change. Tears are still fresh! That day, you left me, and no one cared about my desolate heart. I didn't imagine that one day you would come back and see my trauma, and feel melancholy, because I don't want you to be unhappy at all. Standing on the tree-lined path in the campus, looking at the two figures vaguely embracing each other not far away, I felt a wave of pain in my heart.
The rain fell from the sky on the umbrella, and the moisture from the umbrella entered my cold body. I just stood there. I don’t know how long I stood, and I didn’t know if I was tired. I no longer have the choice to stare at you sadly with such eyes. For me, my feeling of happiness has turned into heartache! I can't tell whether the rain is horizontal or diagonal, and I don't know which direction I should point my umbrella to cover it. It feels so lonely to walk alone in the wind and rain with an umbrella! Staring at your retreating back, I was already satisfied with your happiness, then turned around silently and left the corner where I could appreciate you without being known by you. Even though it was a quick glance, it was enough for me to reminisce about it for the entire day.
The rain slowly stopped, and the bleak autumn wind blew away, scattering the roses all over the ground, turning them into tears, floating into the distance, and turning into a cloud. I lost my heart and chased it with Xiao Ran’s autumn wind, but I couldn’t find it anywhere! Fall to the ground and become dust. Who once thought that prayer can make the sky starry, and sincerity can lead to eternal love; who once held roses and prayed for happiness at dawn, but raised his hands in the sunset to let the petals drift in the wind! Until when, when you look up at the sky, you can see the rainbow, and when you look back at the wind, you can't see the dust; until when, when you look up, can the flowers bloom in four seasons? Maybe the water flows eastward, things change and people change; maybe the fate of the past has passed, and looking back it has passed! Maybe I am too fanciful and forget that I am not a god; maybe I am too obsessed and forget that everything will come true. I am not a god, but I hope that the gods will move me. Everything will happen in heaven, but I believe that God knows. Find a piece of pure land to plant a rose, and paint a blueprint to replace the sky.
I hope that the four seasons will follow my heart, and the flowers will bloom beautifully; I hope that the autumn wind will be like a song, and true love will last forever!
Walking with persistence
Guo Rui
Walking with persistence, Madame Curie finally discovered a wonderful radioactive element - radium; Edison walked with persistence , finally invented the electric light after thousands of experiments, bringing light to people in the dark night; Beethoven walked with persistence, although he was deaf in both ears, but still created the symphony of destiny; Sima Qian walked with persistence, dedicating a wonderful period to people The swan song of a historian...
Walking with perseverance can make us firm, let us never give up, and let us reach the other side of success...
The rugged mountain road One day, a hurried blind monk asked an old man for directions: "Where is Luosabao Temple?" The old man replied: "It's just over two mountains." Seeing the blind monk moving forward resolutely, the old man couldn't help asking worriedly : "The elder is blind, how can he cross the mountains?" The blind monk didn't even look back, and calmly threw down four words: "There is a way in the heart..."
I believe that the blind monk will be able to reach the place of the heart. Toward the Luo Sa Bao Temple. His four simple words "I have the Tao in my heart" express a spirit and a belief that goes hand in hand with persistence.
The calligraphy of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi is unprecedented and unprecedented. And this exquisite calligraphy comes from his persistence and perseverance, so that the pool where he washes his brushes every day becomes an ink pool. His son Wang Xianzhi, who had practiced calligraphy for a few days when he was young, was pretty good. However, when he showed his mother a copybook that his father had reviewed, his mother pointed out that only the handwriting was "a little bit" like his father's. In fact, it was "a little bit" like his father's calligraphy. "One point" was written by his father. From then on, Xianzhi followed his father's instructions and used up several large tanks of water at home to practice calligraphy, and finally became a famous calligrapher of his generation. It can be seen that Wang's father and son walked with perseverance and finally achieved world-class calligraphy.
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If you walk with persistence, you are destined to face ups and downs, but persistence tells us: "The sunshine is always after the storm." If you walk with persistence, you are destined to face hardships. Loneliness or bitterness. But persistence tells us: "In order to get the fragrant rose at the end of the thorns, even if it stings all over the body, what's the problem?" Persistence always looks at us with a firm gaze: "Walk with me, and you will gain a lot. Surprise."
Marie Curie, who traveled with Perseverance, told us: "I am willing to persevere in the exploration of unknown elements, which brings me infinite fun and surprises." Edison, who traveled with Perseverance, said: "I am willing to persevere in exploring unknown elements. I will definitely achieve what I set my mind to. Even if I fail a thousand times, who can say that I won’t see success in those one thousand and one times?” Beethoven, who walked with persistence, said: “Music is my life. , I am obsessed with the creation of music just like I am obsessed with my own life." Sima Qian, who traveled with the company, told us: "Because I saw the persistent look in my father's eyes when he was dying, I can't stop writing history. …”
Persistence is the perseverance of water dripping through stone, perseverance is Kuafu’s unstoppable footsteps chasing the sun, perseverance is Jingwei’s firm belief in filling the sea...
Life On the road, if we are asked to choose a companion, then choose persistence. Walking with persistence is like accompanying camels in the desert. We will surely find a beautiful oasis at the end of the vast sea of ??sand.
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A clean and neat work. It can be seen that the author has a deep writing skills, and this exquisite article is revealed from the author's writing. Maybe The more you experience suffering, the more you can feel the sweetness. In this bitterness and sweetness, we need that persistence to connect, to fight persistently for hope, and to feel hardships for hope. What awaits us may be failure or hardship, but we have youth, we can make a comeback, the flame of life, Make our sky bright red.