A transparent stream is as clear as a mother's eyes.
In spring, your eyes are gorgeous;
In summer, your eyes are thick green;
In autumn, your eyes are clear;
In winter, you are tired-close your eyes and stop singing.
You breathe in the clouds in the blue sky, the sunset glow at dusk and the stars in the night sky; And left me as a child.
Oh! The rustling sugarcane forest and sweet wind by this stream once blew my childhood dream! I am lying beside you, leaning on my mother's chest, feeling very happy. ...
You are an ancient song in our life-
You see the procession riding donkeys coming, and some suona play funeral music;
You saw several burly men carrying heavy wooden coffins and sending the old man up the hillside;
You heard it too: the unicycle at the foot of the mountain crunched on the barren land. ...
Without you, who will leave us with natural colors;
Who will record the joys and sorrows of the mountain people for us?
Transparent stream, you gave me a pair of eyes that can distinguish colors.
When I am by your side and find myself a teenager, I want to go far.
Send me out of the mountain like you raised my mother!
My feelings:
At the beginning of the article, the stream is regarded as "mother's eyes", and then the colors revealed in "eyes" in spring, summer, autumn and winter are written. This is not only a song for Xiaoxi, but also a song for my mother, because this brook once left my childhood figure and let me enjoy the happiness like a mother's love: she remembered everything that happened in the ravine, remembered the "joys and sorrows of the mountain people" and sent away the "I" raised. Xiaoxi is a song, mother is a song, and the article itself is also a sad lyric folk song. Xiaoxi, my mother. Mom, it's like this stream. Mom. You watched me grow up and took good care of me. I miss being with you. I feel maternal love! Please forgive me for being naughty when I was a child, and forgive me for being ignorant when I was a child! Let me make up for all this now. I love you, my mother!
Keep going
Madame Curie walked persistently and finally discovered a wonderful radioactive element-radium; Edison walked with perseverance, and after thousands of experiments, he finally invented the electric light, which brought light to people in the dark. Beethoven and his persistent peers, although deaf in both ears, still created a symphony of destiny; Sima Qian walked with persistent colleagues and dedicated a wonderful historian's swan song to people. ...
Persistent walking can make us firm, let us never give up, and let us reach the other side of success …
On the rugged mountain road, a blind monk in a hurry asked an old man the way: "Where is the Rosa Castle Temple?" The old man replied, "Just go over two mountains." Seeing the blind monk resolutely moving forward, the old man couldn't help worrying and asked, "How can the elders cross the mountains and mountains because they are blind?" Without looking back, the blind monk calmly dropped four words: "There is a way in my heart ..."
I'm sure the blind monk will be able to reach the Rosaborg Temple that he yearns for in his heart. His simple sentence "There is a way in my heart" expresses a kind of spirit and a belief in unremitting walking.
Calligrapher Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is unprecedented. And this exquisite word stems from his persistence in his persistent peers, so that the pool that he scrubs every day becomes Mo Chi. His son Wang Xianzhi practiced calligraphy for a few days when he was a teenager, but he showed his mother the copybooks his father had read. However, his mother said that only the word "a little" was like his father. Actually, the word "a little" was written by his father. Since then, he has devoted himself to following his father's teachings, exhausted several buckets of water at home, and finally became a generation of calligraphy masters. It can be seen that Wang and his son came through with perseverance, and finally the calligraphy was unparalleled.
Walking with persistence is doomed to go through storms, but persistence tells us: "Sunshine always comes after storms." Walking with persistence is doomed to face loneliness or bitterness. But insist on telling us: "What's the harm in getting the fragrant rose with thorns all over your body?" Insist on always looking at us with firm eyes: "Come with me and you will get a basket of surprises."
Madame Curie, who walked persistently, told us: "I am willing to explore the unknown elements persistently, which brings me infinite pleasure and surprise." Edison, who walked persistently, said, "I must achieve what I have determined." Even if I fail thousands of times, who can say that I can't see success in that 10 1 time? " Beethoven, who walked persistently, said, "Music is my life, and I am as obsessed with music creation as I am with my own life." Sima Qian, who walked with perseverance, told us: "Because I saw the persistent eyes that my father gave me when he died, my pen for recording history could not stop ..."
Persistence is the perseverance that drops of water and wears away stones. Persistence is Kuafu's never-ending pace of chasing the sun. Persistence is the firm belief of Jingwei in reclaiming land. ...
On the road of life, if we choose a partner, then we should choose to persist. Keep going, just like being with camels in the desert, we will definitely find a beautiful oasis at the end of the vast sand sea.
Appreciation: Clean and neat works. It can be seen that the author's writing skills are very deep, and this exquisite article is revealed from the author's pen. Maybe the more suffering you experience, the more sweetness you can feel. In this bitterness and sweetness, we need that persistent connection, persistent struggle for hope, and suffering for hope. What awaits us may be failure or hardship, but we have youth, we can make a comeback, and the flame of life will dye our sky red.