An 800-word composition with the theme of "Road" (excluding poetry).

"Dare to ask where the road is? The road is at your feet. " Listening to familiar songs, I can't help thinking of my own way.

How far can people go? Don't ask your feet, ask your ambition; How far can people see? Ask not your eyes, but your mind; How much can people create? Ask not your hands, but your wisdom. The long road of life, where is the road? Ask yourself.

Premier Zhou Enlai, a great strategist and diplomat in our country, knew where and how to go from an early age, and made the ambition of "studying for the rise of China" from an early age. Therefore, he has been working hard for his own path all his life, constantly exploring and trying to make his own path go further and further. He made outstanding contributions to China's diplomacy, such as the peaceful settlement of the Xi incident and the Asian-African Conference. Premier Zhou Enlai's road is for the rise of China. In the end, he succeeded and opened his own way.

Where is the road? Ask yourself about your ambition.

Vice Chairman the National People's Congress Standing Committee (NPCSC) of China was sentenced to death for taking bribes. As the vice chairman, how did Cheng Can Jack take bribes? The real inside story has been made public: in order to marry his mistress Li Ping, he must make money before marrying, laying a material foundation for his later life. On the other hand, Li Ping is the daughter-in-law of the old leader whom he respects and values most. Just because of temporary confusion and quick thinking, I finally embarked on a road of no return.

Where is the road? Ask your own consciousness and thoughts.

American inventor Edison, as we all know, without him, there would be no electric light. Maybe we will spend the night in the dark. Edison paid a heavy price in the process of inventing the electric light bulb. His left eye was blown blind, but he still didn't give up. He tried again and again and failed again and again, but he always believed that he would succeed. Finally, everything paid off. He succeeded, and the whole world lit up. He became the world-famous "father of electric light".

Where is the road? It depends on willpower.

Everyone's fate is in their own hands. For example, where you shake it, it goes in which direction. The path chosen by the ship of destiny is our own choice. We will sail on the road of our life with our ambition, beautiful ideas and willpower.

The road under your feet

Chasing the wind, chasing the sun/on the road of life/chasing my ideal/my direction, just ahead/with a young heart/full of ideals at night/my heart keeps flying/the road keeps extending forward/my direction is just ahead/chasing my ideal, the direction of my heart.

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I yearn for snails and even envy turtles, because I envy them for leaving footprints on the long road. That muddy mark means that they have been here before. They have experienced wind and rain, shouldered heavy burdens and tried to climb forward. The breeze brushed the marks they climbed, full of vicissitudes.

I am sitting in a carriage named time and walking on the road named life. The road behind me is called the past, the road under my feet is called the present and the road ahead is called the future. The whip blew gently, and the carriage drove slowly forward, full of my bags, leaving a deep mark behind me. Although the wind and sand buried my footprints, at least after many years, I can proudly say that I have been here: I have gone from the distant end to the long-awaited step by step.

The wind of the years is blowing gently, and I remember that it once sounded the bell of the Tang Dynasty, and it also urged Tang Priest and them to move forward. The old traces that have been blurred under your feet will not disappear because of the long time, but will be deeply deposited in your heart.

I don't want to climb the peak with Li Rong's help, because I easily fall to pieces when I am condescending. Let's be a snail and crawl slowly with a heavy body. Finally, I should be able to stand under the deep blue sky with my own footprints and shout: Long live walking!

I left a precious footprint, and when I went through vicissitudes and lost all my teeth, I can still proudly point to my back: that's my footprint.

Postscript: If someone asks me: Do you regret all your efforts? I will not hesitate to say: no, that is the power of heaven.