It's dark at home and I can't see my fingers. I'm sitting alone in a dark room, a little scared. At this moment, a lamp appeared beside the door. It turns out that my mother brought me a lamp. Mother put the candle on my desk. Suddenly, the whole room was lit by candlelight, and I was at ease in doing my homework.
Finally, I finished my homework. Just as I was leaving the room, I was surprised to find that the candle was only half burned. I sat down again and stared at the candle, watching it burn bit by bit. At this time, I was moved by the spirit of candles. It burns itself, but it brings light to people. Although it has an ordinary appearance, it has a valuable spirit. At this moment, in my eyes, it is no longer an ordinary candle, but a great person, a selfless dedication. It is not for fame and fortune, nor has it ever thought about itself, but silently let its own fire light up the darkness. Can be said to be the ninth composition network. Original composition It gave life to human beings without reservation. This is the spirit of candles.
Suddenly, the lights at home came on again. The result is a power call. However, the candles on the table have burned out and turned to ashes. Although the life of candle is short, it brings light to people during the power failure, and its life is meaningful. At this time, I remembered a proverb: "The silkworm in spring will weave until it dies, and the candle will cry the wick away every night."
Although candles are ordinary, they have a spirit of obscurity and selfless dedication. We should be a person with candle spirit and make our contribution to the society and the country!