Life is like a poem with 500 to 800 compositions.

Life is like a poem, an evocative poem. Blue sky, white clouds, we run happily together in the sun, as if we have infinite power. We can fight to the death for a candy, and we can write a story about a prince and a princess for a crystal glass bead ... until the sun goes down, we will reluctantly go home and brag to the adults about how bravely we defeated a caterpillar. This is my childhood, the beginning of the poem, an unruly beginning. Gradually, life is more than just an innocent and lively poem. Our poetry has become tortuous, regular, ups and downs, and it is no longer so easy to write. When the sun is still sleepy, we should go to school in high spirits and spend one-third of our day learning to swim in the sea. Sometimes we will meet some small black spots where we write, but we will bypass them or put them under our pens, and by the way, "Do you still want to hit me with such a small thing?" Of course, this poem will not be a square blackboard writing, we can write at will, write personality, and write differently. We can play with several people until midnight, but we are full of energy, but we will never do our homework beyond 9: 30; We can talk about the experience of the game for hours without feeling tired, but it is impossible to read colorful poems for five minutes in a row; We can cry for the tragic fate of a small animal, but we won't cry for a touching movie ... If we encounter problems all day, even if we don't understand them, we should pretend to know what's happening in the world and brag to our friends, no matter how absurd, and enjoy it. I don't know what my future is like, but I know I will write a unique poem. It may seem chaotic, but there are clues throughout; It seems boring, but it can make people enjoy it. How will this poem be written? Although I can't give the correct answer, I believe this poem will have a different response! I write down this poem that belongs to me, this unforgettable poem. I opened the scroll where I remember this poem, picked up a pen and wrote heavily on it.

Life is like a rainbow, colorful and changeable; Life is like the blue sky, vast and boundless, allowing you to soar; Life is like an ocean, full of waves and passion; I prefer to regard life as a fresh poem. Rainbow, blue sky and ocean are full of the charm of poetry, aren't they?

Life is like a lyric poem. A new day is always pleasant, a ray of sunshine slowly sprinkled on the window, quietly waking up the sleeping people. Send away the face of the morning glow, usher in a brand-new day, see the familiar school gate and smell the sound of reading. The morning breath is busy, but it is brisk. Everything is full of vitality. Walking into the classroom, the air seems to be filled with a thick reading atmosphere. The teacher spoke on the platform and the students listened with relish. This is life. Students sometimes have heated discussions, sometimes discuss difficult problems with each other, and sometimes laugh heartily, which is full of fun! In math class, we use our brains; In composition class, we imagine; On physical education class, we are full of energy; In music class, we sing loudly. We study, we are happy! Music makes people feel relaxed, exercise makes people feel happy, and the internet broadens their horizons. Campus life is colorful. "Young people don't work hard, but the elderly are sad." Oh, life in the morning is full of hope, and it is a beautiful and brisk chapter!

Life is like a passionate poem. Life is cultivation and harvest. How can you gain without giving? How many people struggle day and night in the scorching sun, braving the wind and rain! Students study in every classroom, sow the seeds of hope, watch the fruits of knowledge and reap a better tomorrow! Farmers work in every ridge, shed hard sweat, look at green seedlings, and harvest the harvest of the earth! Scientists rush about in every laboratory, shed wisdom sweat, watch experimental data and reap the fruits of exploration! Students are eager for knowledge in class; The farmer's uncle's hard sweat stayed in the field; The laboratory left traces of scientists' exploration. Listen, Mother Earth is singing. Thank you for your hard work! Oh, the life created is full of passion and exciting chapters!

Life is like a quiet and soothing poem. After a busy day, when I got home, the family sat around the dinner table, talking and laughing, enjoying themselves. Sitting in the light, holding a book and turning a few pages at will, chewing beautiful sentences carefully; Or sit in front of the TV, watch the news on the screen and care about major events at home and abroad. Late at night, turn on the music and quietly enjoy Beethoven's Moonlight Music. The air is filled with silence, the bright moonlight shines on the earth, and countless naughty "little eyes" twinkle in the night sky, adding a bit of tranquility. Close your eyes, soothing tunes and soft voices make people feel immersive. There seems to be a touch of silver moonlight in front of me, crossing the silent sky and throwing myself into the embrace of the sea ... Suddenly, I feel relaxed and happy, and the troubles of the day are suddenly thrown out of the clouds, and I feel very relaxed. Oh, life at night is full of emotional appeal, which is a desirable chapter!

Lyricism, passion and silence constitute the symphony of life. Come on, stretch out your hands, seize the opportunity, decorate the starry sky of life with colorful colors, and write this most beautiful life poem more brilliantly!

How's it going over there recently? How are you? When the earthquake happened, your house was destroyed and your loved ones passed away quietly. I saw the tragic scene of composition life like a poem on TV, and I couldn't help crying. Every time I see some people who have been rescued, I always have a smile on my face. You lost your beautiful home, the school that irrigated your knowledge, and your usual happiness. I feel very sad to see this. Therefore, I hope you: rebuild your home! Show your indomitable spirit! I am writing this letter today to invite you to my hometown. Write life like a poem, and I will find true happiness again with you. Over the past 30 years, your party and people have written magnificent poems in the history of the Chinese nation with inexhaustible fighting spirit. Life is like a poem, from the life-and-death contract of "fixing production quotas to households" to the magnificent reform and opening up, which is a loud horn for your self-improvement exploration. This unprecedented reform and opening up has mobilized the enthusiasm of1300 million people and achieved a great historical turning point. Today, when we see the magnificent scene of high-rise buildings rising from the ground and ocean-going ships returning home with full loads, we can't help but sigh: Mother, you are strong. Through this magnificent exploration, you have caught up with the trend of the times, stood proudly in the east of the world and walked in the forefront of the times. Danger, sometimes great, life is like a poem, like Wenchuan earthquake. May, 2008/afternoon of KLOC-0/2 14: 28 Please remember that at this moment, the vibration coming from more than 20 kilometers underground knocked down the school buildings, homes and many major projects. However, the crisis has given us the opportunity to witness maternal love, teachers' morality, unity and national care! Great love comes from great disaster. Engels once said: There is no catastrophe that is not compensated by the great progress of history. And we, the Chinese nation, will take the disaster as an opportunity to unite the people and rise up against it! & lt/p & gt；