1. Write an essay with the title "Beautiful Bloom"
Beautiful Bloom
In fact, everyone is destined to grow as soon as they are born. Continuously pursue beauty on the road. Our eyes are like a photographer’s lens, capturing beauty all the time. However, if you calm down, listen and observe, you will find that beauty is really all around us. For example, the cycle of four seasons creates beautiful pictures. It is the singing of the four seasons that composes the most beautiful movement.
Spring - the brisk beat of trees jointing
Spring is the most vital season of the four seasons. Flowers, plants and trees all wake up in spring, telling people with their joyful bright green: Spring is here! After a whole cold winter, people are looking forward to the spring days. The beauty of spring lies in its unique vitality. The grass quietly sprouted green buds, and the tree trunks slowly stretched out their branches. As if in the blink of an eye, the birds began to sing and the bright green leaves spread. This is the beauty of spring - the beauty that makes people happy.
Summer - a lively symphony when a hundred flowers bloom
The gentle spring breeze is still blowing, but the sunshine becomes more dazzling and the trees become more dense. Yes, summer is here. Walking through the quiet path, the dazzling sunlight shines through the leaves, leaving mottled and lonely shadows on the ground. Summer is a strange season. Its peculiarity is that the same good weather brings people different feelings. But the bright sunshine gives us an unrestrained enthusiasm most of the time. Summer is a process of enjoyment and a time to express youth. Sunshine, flowers and shade make summer full of unrestrained beauty.
Autumn - the sad blues when the fallen leaves are flying
When it comes to autumn, people often think of sadness. Autumn seems to me to be a season of contemplation. Lying on the yellow-green lawn covered with fallen leaves, looking up at the blue sky, there is occasionally a refreshing autumn wind blowing by. Autumn is quiet and distant. Walking through a deep alley, when a fallen leaf falls in front of your eyes, you may feel a little desolate. Autumn, my favorite season, has a pure and sad beauty.
Winter - the ethereal *** when the sky is filled with white snow
Winter is boring and boring in the eyes of many people, but it is not. Even if it's not snowing, the paleness of the bare tree trunks and expressionless high-rise buildings standing together is a kind of beauty. When you see the withered and yellow leaves still stubbornly hanging on the branches in the cold wind, you will feel that the lonely leaves are actually a scenery. Winter teaches us to appreciate the warmth we have now. On days when the snow is falling, the beauty of winter is of course self-evident. In the snow-white and pure world, it is the beauty that purifies the soul.
This is the four seasons in my eyes, the beauty I discovered. Listen, the four seasons are singing; look, beauty is blooming! 2. Write a composition on the topic of blooming, and write a narrative that must be original.
Blooming is a huge world, colorful.
People’s quiet, ordinary and fulfilling lives. Joy, depression, sadness, happiness...the mood changes just because of the different things we encounter.
——Inscription On a lonely afternoon, the warm sunshine shines through the glass window and falls on the table. Souls looked at each other indifferently. They said that I was a noble person, aloof and self-proclaimed.
I admit it and walk away. I walked on an unfamiliar road, my shadow lengthened inch by inch in the sunset, and the lonely person walked with me.
When I was very young, I used to be very good. I have been praised by many, many people, and I have always stubbornly believed that I am still so smart, sensible and considerate.
But I forgot that time passes. After a long time, I thought: maybe only the rush of time will not change.
But before I figured this out, I had never admitted that I had lost! Even if I was eliminated in the first round of the speech contest; even if the teacher didn't choose me for the English contest; even if my mother's eyes started to dodge when others asked me about my grades; even if... I had been living in my own world like this, and I thought I was on my own There is nothing wrong with the road. Countless times the setting sun has torn apart the dusk, and I have asked myself: Is that lonely prosperity the eternity given to me by the years? Or is my journey destined to be so lonely?
Sometimes I also wander between reality and illusion, and then I am at a loss. The blue streaks of the sky are decorated with purple clouds.
The blue sky is like the sea, and the rays are like the forest. I wasted time in the dream I weaved - inch by inch.
Every time I tell myself that it will be fine one day, and that I am God’s favorite. I thought at least my intelligence was still the same.
There was never a moment when I was awake and asked myself: "What have you done?" nor did I bother to fight with the students who often burned the midnight oil under the dim light. I tell myself that I have a lot of talent.
But a dream is a dream after all. Even if I raise my head high, I can't change the cruel reality. My grades plummeted.
What did I see when I lowered my head at an elevation of 135°? It's disdain.
Just like I was stubborn at the time - I choked up, and that was my lament as cool tears rolled down my cheeks.
My cousin came yesterday and we sat together and talked about our ideals. This must be the expression in my cousin's eyes! Just like I was before.
I am familiar with every minute and every second of her life, just like I am familiar with my own tears, and I am familiar with every inch of my wasted youth, the decorations and scars on every section. The lonely wind blew my dreams away.
The raindrops falling are cold tears falling from the lonely sky. I thought: Maybe it's this kind of "persistence" that steals every minute of my youth.
Repeatedly echoing in my ears: "Don't wait for a moment, the young man's head will turn gray: Don't wait for a moment..." At this moment, those lofty and lofty ambitions seemed to become less important. No matter what I become, I have to learn to give up, I think.
Give up those useless ideals and seize the opportunities around you! Sometimes the most beautiful is not necessarily the best, and the best is not necessarily yours! Everyone should probably stop their endless journey and lower their heads to take a look at the beautiful flowers that have just bloomed under your jaw. This world may not belong to the strong, life is always so short.
So don’t always think about striving to be the strongest person. Those who know how to give up some things and grasp the reality will steadily reach the end step by step and achieve success. The past has gone, and the future is around the corner.
Giving up is also a kind of happiness. The moment you lower your head, maybe you will see the blooming beauty. 3. Narrative composition of 600 words with the title of "Blooming in Bloom" composition material
When I was doing the preliminary work of "Blooming in Bloom", I have been thinking that when "Blooming in Bloom" is about to be released, I must write a special article. A particularly domineering preface. But now, everything is coming to an end, and I am really about to start writing this article, but I feel so indifferent. Looking back at every day spent together with all the staff working on "Bloom" is short but precious.
The publication of this special issue originated from the ridicule of a literary club member. He complained to me: "President, our literary club is very boring. I really want to despise you."
Indeed, in the scenes of many novels, the literary club is a romantic place, where countless literary young people I met, got acquainted, and got to know each other here, but in our literary club, I didn't feel this romantic mood at all. I suddenly felt ashamed of my youth, and finally made up my mind to publish a special issue to let my youth "bloom." "In the soil of No. 1 Middle School.
When we actually took action, it was far from as easy as imagined. With only 500 yuan of funds in the club, we consulted Teacher Tianjiacun of the Writers Association about printing matters. The quote he gave me was something I didn't expect, and I was almost in despair when I walked out of the office. Later, when I saw everyone looking at us with support and encouragement, my confidence was rekindled. No matter what, we had to run this newspaper.
Because of "In Bloom", we did things that we could never imagine until now. We traveled all over No. 1 Middle School for the manuscript, and negotiated with sponsors no less than ten times for sponsorship. In the end, we succeeded! All of these will become the most precious memories in our lives. We gave "Blooming" a chance to publish, and "Blooming" gave us a chance to bloom in youth.
For the publication of "In Bloom", I have to thank too many people. Without them, "In Bloom" would not be available to readers today. Here, I would like to express my special thanks to Teacher Zhao Xiaoli and Teacher Tianjiacun, who gave us more firm support despite our numerous troubles. We would also like to thank our head teacher, Teacher Zhou Huili, Teacher Chen Ming, and Youth League Committee member, Teacher Ding Lijuan, for giving us a lot of guidance and technical support; Thanks to our team: Zhu Yin, Zhou Ying, and Zhou Siyi for their hard work and enthusiasm for the publication of this special issue.
Some people say that running a newspaper is tiring. I said, I understand, this is the attitude of youth.
In the end, all of us will run non-stop towards this distant future, holding on to our dreams and hopes. And the first youth will always be what we miss. We hope that everyone’s youth can bloom! 4. Please use "blooming" as the topic, create your own title, and write an article
Write the essay yourself, but I can remind you how to write it
First of all, the center of the article should be around blooming Expand the description, then you can write about flowers blooming, or fireworks blooming, or your most beautiful smile blooming
Two articles are provided for reference~~~~
Blooming Smile
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Different lives have different beauties, and different beauties can be seen from different perspectives. Some people say that grass is also beautiful, fallen leaves are also beautiful, the waning moon is also beautiful, simplicity is also beautiful, simplicity is also beautiful; others say that setbacks are beautiful, failures are also beautiful, and suffering is also beautiful. And I believe that smile is the most beautiful bloom. Smile, care, beauty. Care is the hand held by love, and smile is the fingers that connect the heart. Beauty also blooms beautifully at this moment.
Respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation. As our generation, we should carry forward this virtue. So, I smile and remind myself of this all the time. It was an ordinary noon, the weather was so spicy, it seemed like it was going to dry out the earth.
My classmates and I took an air-conditioned bus to school. The comfort in the car quickly made me forget about the steam outside. After a few stops, the number of passengers on the bus gradually increased. Suddenly, a figure with gray hair and a face full of traces of time appeared in front of me. That was a very old grandmother. Every step he takes is slow. The word "give up my seat" immediately flashed in my mind. I hurriedly called out to the old lady from the crowd and helped her sit in my seat. Her eyes suddenly narrowed into a line, and she said with a smile: "The children nowadays are really good." Although the old lady couldn't speak clearly, I still smiled and said: "It's nothing, this is what we should do." Smile During the meeting, I overheard the aunt in the front row saying to her daughter: "Look, that brother gave up his seat to the teacher. You have to do the same in the future." The daughter replied: "Haha, yes." From her In my naughty eyes, I saw the transmission of care. Now, I just want to say: "Let the power of love surpass the sky; let love spread across the sea." I know that at this moment, the smile blooms beautifully!
Smile, dedication, beauty. They are a group of unknown people who do different things every day, but their hearts are the same, to build the motherland and beautify the city. I seemed to see their smiling faces, so bright and simple. They are unknown people, but their smiles are the most beautiful. That smile represents their efforts for the development of the motherland. I bowed deeply to them.
Smile, beautiful bloom. Let us smile together, smile with care, laugh with dedication, let us use our smile to change ourselves and the world!
Bloom the most beautiful smile
I believe that if we go from a simple smile, from the lightest smile to the most beautiful smile, we will be very close to success and not far from happiness!
Use the power of smile to change the things around you and add the most beautiful scenes to this world.
Smile is the symbol of peace in this world, smile is the only common language in this world, and smile is the most natural and sincere way of communication between people. Therefore, we must always keep smiling. If we look at that innocent smile more often, we will know how important and beautiful the smile is. A small smile can greatly increase the feelings between people. Smile! In every morning, looking at the first ray of sunshine on the horizon, a smile gradually appears on the face; in every beginning, looking into the future that may not yet be seen; in every smile, there is sincerity and kindness hidden. . Let the sincere smile always stay in the most beautiful smile ever, stay in our hearts forever, and flow in our hearts forever.
We are usually happy for a long time because of success, but then difficulties follow, which is obviously another kind of failure. Of course, success and failure are natural phenomena that are often encountered in life, but we must not forget the smile. Only with a smile can you truly feel the meaning of life. Just imagine, what kind of world would it be if we didn't have a smile, but only a face that couldn't smile? Maybe a person who can't even smile may have a lot of money and a lot of fame, but he will definitely not have a peaceful mind and true happiness in his heart, so his life will definitely lack meaning.
Use a smile to fight others, and the smile will always win. Yes, the people in front of us are smiling with all their heart. No matter what happens tomorrow, as long as we do well today, then the smile belongs to us. Tell the world that looking to the future, smile is our greatest motivation and smile is our greatest bravery.
Don’t be afraid to start, work hard to learn to smile, and you will know how beautiful a smile is. As long as we have a sincere smile on our faces and work hard to cross that step of success. It will be a starting point for success, a brand new world, slowly looking for the other side of happiness.
Bloom the most beautiful smile and make the world always beautiful.
Happiness is around you and me smiling. 5. Write an essay with the theme of bloom
There are no flowers that never fade, no grass that never withers, no rivers that are always blue, and no streams that never dry up for a hundred years! Everything in the world will eventually change, but some ubiquitous emotional materials will not, such as maternal love, father's love, family love, friendship... Mother's love is the sea, father's love is the mountain, and friendship is more like a flower. Bloom silently! This flower took root in my young mind as early as when I was in school, bringing me fragrance and endless fun! Germination When I was in lower grade, I just knew a little bit about things. I only knew how to hold a lollipop in my mouth and watch cartoons all day long. I didn’t know what friends were and what friendship was.
. It was her who changed me. She is my classmate. At first we were just joking and having fun together, but later we gradually developed into heart-to-heart conversations and conversations.
The first thing I think of when I have something on my mind is her, and I tell her all my troubles. I always feel that she is a part of my heart, and it is very pleasant to talk to her. She values ??me equally.
So, in the corner of the campus, I would always see two naive and ignorant girls laughing, and my childish mind was released. Intentionally or unintentionally, I gradually began to get along with others, and my personality became cheerful.
There is no earth-shattering friendship between her and I. We planted this flower unintentionally. Although the flower has just taken root and sprouted, it has witnessed our pure friendship. Our friendship is very pure, without any flaws, like an untrodden path after snow, so pure and beautiful.
My childhood ignorance made me enter the world of friendship very late, and it was only very late that I realized the warmth in this world! The flowers finally sprouted. . Growth I am growing up day by day. Looking back on the past, I feel really ignorant. Now I gradually understand what friends are and I am full of longing for friendship! Because of my cheerfulness and humor, everyone accepted me, and I felt warm in this big family.
A wonderful and fierce tug-of-war match further strengthened our friendship. The tug-of-war competition reflects the team spirit. We girls made a vow before the competition: we must unite and work hard for the class. As long as we do our best, the result is not important! Our care for each other during the game encouraged each other and pushed us to win the game! That certificate tells us: Unity is strength! We all care for this lovely, growing flower, because we know that it contains our sweat, tears, laughter, and more importantly, hard-won friendship! Growing up, it is inevitable to encounter setbacks, and Hua'er was hit by a storm! It came so suddenly that it caught people off guard! There was a layer of mist between her and me, which made this friendship that had lasted for several years thousands of miles apart. She and I no longer had the same language. I always felt that she had a kind of arrogance that was difficult to understand. I gradually... Be estranged from her and eventually break up! During that period of time, I worked hard in my own sky and silently enjoyed that pure world alone. I felt the pain of not having friends.
Hua'er was severely hit and hung her head helplessly. I became silent and dismissive of others.
Although it has withstood many storms, but——the flowers still grow tenaciously... 6. An essay on the topic of bloom
Let the soul bloom
When the fallen leaves approach the earth with graceful dancing, it also understands that "falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect it." With the dedication of "flower", when a drop of water rushes to the cold and hard rock, it understands that it has the noble and added value of "water droplets wear through the stone"; when the grass wears this green clothes all over the grassland, it predicts the future "wildfire cannot burn" When the spring breeze blows, it will be born again." Although these humble beings cannot compare their majesty with the forest and ocean, they are always working hard and weaving their dreams silently. They will use their lives to announce their extraordinaryness to mankind and touch people with their lives. mind! There are such beautiful things in nature that touch our hearts. Throughout history, there are many more things shining in our hearts. The faint sound of the flute came from the edge of the North Sea, mixed with sadness and helplessness. We recognized the heroic and unrestrained heart. It was Su Wu who used his enthusiasm to compose the beautiful legend of the patriotic hero in the border areas. His wife could not stop his enthusiasm to return to his motherland, and his young son could not stop him from moving towards his hometown. Under the circumstances that all forces could not stop, he returned to his monarch without hesitation. Faced with his incisive patriotic blood spilled in the long river of history, our hearts were touched by it, and his patriotic spirit will last forever. Collected in our hearts. Turning over the most glorious page of history, we walked into that simple thatched hut with great awe, where Du Fu's thin figure flashed, filled with his tragic poem "There are tens of thousands of buildings in Guangzhou, It will protect all the poor people in the world and make them happy." Even the autumn wind could not carry his life's sorrow. He staggered towards the end of his life with his heart worried about the country and the people. His scarred heart is like the most dazzling star in the sky, illuminating the warmth and coldness of the world. Seeing his familiar face, my heart felt like waves, touching the heartstrings. In front of beautiful things, we cannot restrain our inner feelings. The beauty of nature and the touch of the human world always touch our hearts. Standing at the height of life, we examine those living lives. Their tenacity and brave spiritual power make us unforgettable. We should be grateful for this touching of the soul, which makes us realize the meaning and value of life more deeply, and allows us to appreciate more beauty.
7. Write an essay with the title "Blooming Life"
Who gave me the blooming life
Who lit up my blooming youth
And Who is it?
Recorded the years of blooming
How many experiences of wind and rain
Finally bloomed slowly
With her unique Her posture bloomed proudly
How many sad songs were sung
Finally she grew quietly
Smiling with her inherent expression
How many people pursued her Her footprints
For brilliant bloom
But forget
Living itself is a kind of bloom
What should this be like Gifts
How should we repay them?
Life sprouts in the elegance of spring
It shines in the scorching sun of summer
In the sunshine of autumn Feeling in desolation
And looking forward to it in the coldness of winter
Sing with all your strength to bloom
This is the immortal song of life
< p> Blooming Song of Life 8. UrgentQuietly, it perches on the branch, like a withered leaf.
Close its patterns and patterns, hide its beauty and splendor. It is a very precious butterfly next to Fuhu Temple at the foot of Mount Emei - the withered leaf butterfly.
In order to survive, it takes off its beautiful clothes and hides itself in a dead gray color. Nature should have rewarded this kind of creature that worked hard for survival.
It’s just that sometimes things don’t go as planned. The withered colors add to its beauty and the dead leaf butterfly is nearly extinct.
On the contrary, those originally colorful butterflies are still alive and well. We have always received an implicit education, and keeping a low profile is a great wisdom in our definition. Sometimes we even get stuck in pretentiousness.
Look, the blue sky is so vast and distant because it vividly displays a touch of blue; the green mountains are so majestic because it spreads a section of blue infinitely; the white dove is so leisurely because it is the space between heaven and earth. The most flexible point. Only by blooming your own colors can you have your own value.
"Excellent talents are like an awl in a pocket, they will reveal their protruding parts. Why don't you?" Facing the difficult question, Mao Sui calmly replied respectfully: "Please, please Give me this opportunity to put my awl in your pocket."
Recommending oneself is a kind of blooming of self-color. With full knowledge and talents, one should allow oneself to flourish on the stage of history.
It’s hard to imagine how this awl can stand out if Mao Sui folds her beautiful wings like a leaf butterfly! If there is edge, it should be revealed, and if there is color, it should bloom. Li Zhi regarded himself as a "heretic" and was proud of it. As a great thinker in the late Ming Dynasty, his thoughts were imbued with the glory of the budding capitalism.
He criticized the Confucian classics, he opposed "taking Confucius' right and wrong as right and wrong", and he exposed the hypocrisy of Taoists who "become polite and elegant, and behave like dogs and pigs". Democracy, an idea that has been almost cornered by the feudal system for more than two thousand years, with his lonely cry, breaks through the long and dead night and brings the dawn of new life.
Li Zhi is such a person who dares to bloom his own color. Although his blooming eventually brought about his destruction, he added a touch of brightness to the gloom of the late Ming Dynasty! Don't be like the dead leaf butterfly, who deliberately hides the beautiful colors, but it will lead to the tragedy of extinction. Whether it is Mao Sui or Li Zhi, they are warriors of history.
Because they dare to take a step forward, stand out from the crowd, and make themselves more dazzling. Each of us has a pair of beautiful wings, colorful.
Showing beauty and blooming colors, it turns out that we can be so beautiful.