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Late Autumn
Every year in late autumn, the autumn wind blows on the earth. Everything fell into silence.
When we walk into the woods, we can see that the once green leaves have turned into yellow withered leaves, and we can hear the sound of the wind blowing the leaves. The autumn wind is like a playful girl, always playing crazily. . Make those trees miserable. The leaves were flying like butterflies in her fierce blow.
The night slowly gets dark, and the moon is like a shy girl, shyly avoiding the eyes of the world, and she hides in the dark clouds. But the stars are like a group of naughty little girls, shining brightly in the moonless sky, especially dazzling. It is true that "there is no moon in the sky, but the stars are king."
After the rain, a mist enveloped the earth, making me feel like I was in a fairy tale world, and the park seemed to be separated by a layer of white gauze. Only then did I truly understand that "if you don't know the true face of Mount Lu, It’s just the feeling of being in this mountain.” I tried my best to open my eyes wide and look hard, but the scenery was still unclear. I couldn't help but sigh: "The fog is so heavy!"
Feeling everything about late autumn, I felt particularly happy.
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That little bit of green among thousands of flowers
As the saying goes: Red flowers need matching green leaves to show their beauty and vitality. But people often ignore green leaves because they are so inconspicuous.
That bit of green is always silently accompanying the flowers to bloom and fade. If there are no embellishments of green leaves, it will not be able to show its beauty, nor will it reflect the value of its life. That inconspicuous bit of green slowly transmits sunlight and moisture to the flowers, but has to withstand the scorching sun, wind and rain...
When the buds are full and the flowers are in full bloom, The leaves appear greener and more energetic, maybe it is rejoicing for the fruits of its labor; when the flowers are about to wither, it does not give up on seeking life, accumulating water, working hard to grow, and preparing to bring more nutrients to the next generation of flowers. It is so without regrets and perseverance. You say, what could be more precious than this?
I am the red flower supported by the green leaves. On campus, I felt the warmth of a loving mother. Under the sun, I learned the principles of life and walked step by step towards the palace of knowledge; I also learned to live and work. I am like a bird under the blue sky, flying freely...
I am grateful for the nourishment brought to me by the green leaves. I love the little green among the thousands of flowers. I also want to be a green leaf. Like a green leaf, I want to selflessly dedicate everything to the next generation and train them to become big trees in the sky...
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Early Morning
Like dusk, early morning can sometimes be a mistake. For example, when you are immersed in dreamland, the sun will quietly peek out from the horizon, letting a ray of sunlight shine into your eyes and drag you out of your dreamland; for example, if your eyes are sleepy, birds will scurry up the branches and chirp. It goes on and on so that you can no longer recall the warmth and comfort of dreamland.
But sometimes, early morning is a beauty that cannot be copied. Like the cool wind, it will always bring you the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers; like the misty fog, it will always bring you unexpected beauty.
The morning is like a lively note that refreshes the heart and mind. Whenever I step out of my house, I look at the blue sky and the white clouds; I listen to the songs of the birds and the slow flow of the river. I want to know who is the main character in the morning? But I can't find it anywhere. I don’t know how many secrets the morning hides, and I don’t know who it will reveal to, but I hope I am the lucky person. So, I searched and listened...
I saw a green leaf, and its green smile seemed to tell me that it did not waste this wonderful morning; I saw a small flower, bright red. It bloomed, and I seemed to hear its cry of joy as it stretched out its petals; I saw a small grass, and it was also trying to stretch its leaves one after another, and I seemed to hear its timid whispers of the soul; I saw those big trees , they remain motionless and silent, but I believe that they have never let down every morning. Otherwise, how could they be so tall? Looking at this picturesque morning again, I no longer know where my soul has flown, maybe it has been integrated into this wonderful morning.
A ray of sunshine fell from the sky again, and the fragrance of flowers was blown by the wind again. I suddenly felt that no scene in the world can compare with it. Morning is irreplaceable by anything. It is a great masterpiece of nature that echoes and harmonizes with the deepest feelings in my heart.
I can't help but think deeply...
Morning is only a short time in life. It can be said to be fleeting in the blink of an eye. If we don't grasp it well, we will definitely leave regrets for ourselves; if we don't grasp it well, the early morning may one day become a misty dusk...
The plan for a year lies in spring, and the plan for a day lies in spring. morning. Let us sweat more and work harder to welcome a new day and a new morning.
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Excerpts from excellent articles (1) Where does happiness come from
There are countless happinesses in the world, and the existence of any happiness has different meanings. Speaking of happiness, everyone Very familiar. But where does it come from? For me, happiness is around me, everywhere. It comes from every little thing. Behind these little things, there is my share of happiness.
In normal times, there are always many problems in mathematics classes. Once, a difficult problem flashed in front of me like a gangster "killed" on the way. I secretly made up my mind: I must defeat myself and overcome it.
In deep thinking, time passed little by little, and the sweat beads on my head dropped one by one like beans. My heart is filled with thirst for knowledge. My thoughts were spinning as fast as a computer, and the pen tip rustled on the paper. Suddenly an inspiration flashed through my mind. Is it possible to do this? No, it cannot be solved. At this time, I recalled the thinking of the math teacher's lecture, and thought that this question should be learned and applied. After thinking about it for a while, I found that there are actually many ways to solve this question. Time flies, and my thinking becomes clearer and clearer. I ignored my classmates when they asked me to go play, as if I was isolated from the world, and the noise around me had no impact on me at all. Suddenly, my eyes lit up and inspiration came! I wrote hard and fast, and finally I solved this problem. Looking back, I realized it was not that difficult. The reason why I did it was because I defeated myself. I had mixed feelings at the time, but I was very happy. After my hard work, the difficulty was finally solved. The power of knowledge, whether successful or not, is also joy to me.
I came to a conclusion: happiness is actually very ordinary and simple. To enjoy happiness, you must enjoy the process. After the storm, there is always a beautiful rainbow, right?
Excerpts from excellent articles (2) Touring Nanjiao Park
After much debate on my part, my parents finally agreed to my request - to go to Yuelu Mountain to play. Going at night, I thought to myself, going during the day and at night are not the same, so I agreed without thinking. But when we were about to set off to Yuelu Mountain, I didn’t expect that my mother proposed not to go to Yuelu Mountain and go to the southern suburbs. The park's suggestion, but later, I couldn't stand their good reasons, so I had to agree.
As soon as I arrived at the entrance of Nanjiao Park, I saw many people playing badminton and dancing on a concrete floor. I didn’t care to appreciate the scenery here, because every time I go to a park When I was inside, I had to look for where the amusement park was so that I could go there by myself, but I looked left and right and still couldn't find the amusement park. Dad said: Let's go to the top of the mountain to play together! But I said, what’s fun on the top of the mountain, isn’t it mountain climbing? But my father said that there was a playground on the mountain. As soon as I heard this exciting place, I immediately cheered up and launched an attack to the top of the Nanjiao Park. But when I was halfway up the mountain, I was so excited. I don’t know where my full energy has gone. At this time, my legs were already weak. My mother was not much better. My father was the worst because he often stayed indoors and did not go out for activities. So this time When he came out with us, his clothes were soaked, but we still insisted on walking to the top of the mountain. But we didn't expect that there were only some children's games left in the amusement park on the top of the mountain, and all other exciting games were closed. , but we still went to a large piece of grass to play for a while, and then went down the mountain.
During the process of going down the mountain, I felt that this trip to Nanjiao Park was meaningful, because it not only exercised our bodies, but also increased our health.
Excerpts from excellent articles (3) If I had piercing eyes
In "Journey to the West", Sun Wukong has a pair of powerful piercing eyes, which were refined in Taishang Laojun's Bagua furnace. Seventy-seven forty-nine. He wanted to burn Sun Wukong alive, but unexpectedly, his eyes turned into blazing eyes. These piercing eyes are really enviable, they can reveal the true colors of monsters.
I remember that time when I beat the Bone Demon three times. Tang Seng, Zhu Bajie, and Monk Sha couldn't tell whether those people were good at things or just human beings. Tang Seng even classified them as "good people." At this time, Sun Wukong stood up, saw through the tricks of the Bone Demon at a glance, exposed her true colors, and beat her to death with a stick. Without Sun Wukong's piercing eyes, I wonder how much suffering Tang Monk would have suffered? I wonder how difficult it will be to make the trip?
Nowadays, in the vegetable market, many people sell fake products, such as fake eggs, fake rice cakes... everything. In the morning, there were no eggs at home, so I went to the vegetable market and bought some eggs. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a fake egg. What came out of the hard-boiled egg was jelly-like egg white. If only I had piercing eyes. You can see through his plan at a glance and catch him at once to avoid persecuting the people again.
In that majestic court, my sharp eyes can also show off their talents. Many plaintiffs or defendants always like to deceive others and subtly make their wishes come true. But if someone has sharp eyes and golden eyes, the situation will be the opposite. As long as I glare, I can tell whether he is lying.
In this way, will there still be unjust cases in court?
There are countless deceptions in school. "Lend me your pencil sharpener and I will give you 1 yuan after school." But after school, he said with a smile, "I just fooled you." This is really abominable. With my sharp eyes, I can tell whether he is sincere. If it is fake, I will not borrow it!
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Hidden Spring in the Sand Plain
In the vast desert, the torrential water is unique in the world. Only such a bay in the desert, such a tranquility in the wind and sand, such a scene in the desolation, such a drop after a high slope, can we deeply understand the rhythm of heaven and earth, the ingenuity of creation, and make people feel intoxicated. From this, life, the world, and history are all like this. Give tranquility to the turmoil, coolness to the impatience, plainness to the high altitude, and brightness to the roughness. Only in this way can life be vivid, the world appear exquisite, and history have charm.
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Life is not always sunny, not always full of spring, not always birds singing and flowers fragrant, not always poetic, sometimes there are storms, and sometimes there are storms. The haze sometimes has the feeling of a storm coming, which makes people unbearable. Sometimes life is more like an endless desert, and sometimes it looks like a flat area. Just step on it and exert a little force. Just slide down loosely, use more force, sink deeper, and slide harder. You can't help but sigh that life is so complicated, leaving you confused and at a loss.
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Feelings of Summer
Liang Heng
What fills the whole summer is a tense, warm and urgent melody. Just like a pot of cold water on the stove gradually bubbling, steaming and finally boiling, the thin grass on the hillside gradually grew into a dense thick hair, and the light green smoke on the forest belt also condensed into a long dark-colored wall. wall. The fluttering bees and butterflies are no longer seen, but in their place are annoying cicadas. There was a long cry among the hidden leaves. The fiery red sun bakes a golden earth, the wheat waves roll, hitting the mountains in the distance, and the clouds in the sky hit the cars on the road, like the waves surging against the ships. Gold dominates everything in the world, and the hot wind floats across the fields, blowing the fragrance of ripe wheat. After half a year of accumulation, the beautiful spirit of spring has now become a majestic force, rolling over the fields and rising between heaven and earth. Summer is here. The color of summer is golden. From a painting point of view, this probably makes sense. The color of spring is cool green, like blue waves, like young bamboo, full of hope; the color of autumn is hot red, like the setting sun, like red leaves, marking the ultimate of things. Summer is the time between spring and autumn. Naturally, the harvest of these neutral yellow dates has been completed but the hope has not yet been completed. It is a peak season of inheriting the past and linking up with the future, and the transition of life. Look, the wheat has just been harvested! In the field, the cotton seedlings with seven or eight green leaves, the sorghum and corn holding their trumpets in the sky, and the crawling melon vines on the ground, are all bursting with vitality. At this time, they are no longer growing slowly in the gentle spring rain; instead, they are vigorously transpiring by the sweltering heat of summer, making their final sprint towards autumn’s finish line.
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This article has only a few hundred words, but it can be called a rare masterpiece in contemporary prose. The article starts with three metaphors: "a pot of cold water", "thick hair" and "a long dark wall" may seem clumsy, but they accurately reproduce "the whole summer", "thin grass" and "light" from a sensory and visual perspective. The characteristics of "green smoke" outline the macroscopic view of summer scenery. And the sentence "The annoying cicada, hiding among the leaves and chirping loudly" is like the off-screen music of the above-mentioned set of shots. The "annoyance" here shows the heat of summer, but it is never boring; the long and long chirping sounds overflowing from the trees reflect the brightness of the summer scenery, setting off an atmosphere of "the cicadas are noisy and the forest is quiet", and also make it more It shows the fullness and thickness of the summer earth. Therefore, in the complementarity of sound and color, the blending of reality and fiction, the author has set a high-spirited and positive theme for the whole text.
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Summer Solstice Weishan Lake
Take a boat and sail towards the center of the lake, and you will see the reeds waving to you. Groups of cattle and sheep swayed out of the lake's reeds, lowering their heads for food. The hard-working farmers begin their busy day. Our boat sailed on the vast lake with the wind. Flocks of ducks and geese rushed out of their nests at the old man's shouts. They screamed joyfully and jumped into the water one after another, their wings flapping the water. The leisurely fishermen were barefoot talking under the shade of the trees at the head of the village. The beautiful village girls in white and red skirts were rubbing and washing clothes on the stone platform. When they saw the guests coming from far away, They all looked up at each other. If you talk to the hospitable fishermen, they will enthusiastically serve as your tour guide; if you talk to the girls, they will joke with you cheerfully. If you look around again, you will find that the green lotus leaves are mixed with dots of red light, and the snowballs appear in dozens or hundreds of acres in rows. The old lotus with round eyes shook his head, and the fisherman would smile and say: "The half-closed lotus pods are the best fruit to eat raw." The boat happily passed through the chicken bean pond, crossed the water chestnut pond, and paddled Toward the empty water. The long fishing net was no longer in sight. A small boat, driven by a village girl, emerged from the lotus pond and sailed to the net. The village girl slapped the water with the paddle in her hand and shouted, looking funny. The fisherman said that she met a big fish and was chasing it into the net.
The green mountains in the distance are closer, and there are layers of woods and fruit trees all over the mountains. At the foot of the mountain, people come and go on the spacious asphalt road, and at the wide pier, rows of boats are waiting.
The setting sun is like a naked child, running into the foot of the mountain in the western sky. The village in the distance is surrounded by a layer of mist, gradually blurring. The old man who was wading across the meander of the river chattered and called it a day. Our boat flowed away in the mist. Behind us, the green mountains, the small trees, and the nearby water presented a golden world.
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The article describes the scenery and atmosphere of the water town in summer. With the lake as the center and looking around, you can have a panoramic view of the lakes and mountains. The cattle, sheep, ducks and geese are all in the painting. A picture of the harmonious coexistence of man and nature is vividly presented to us under the author's wonderful brushwork! In the author's writing, all living and inanimate things have human emotions, such as "the jumping mountains and lakes chasing the waves", "the lake reeds waving to you", "the old lotus and the round-eyed old lotus" "People shake their heads" and so on, making the tone of the picture brighter. In addition, the wording in the article seems to be picked at hand, but it is extremely accurate and expressive, such as "tuo" in "occasionally there are villages lifted out by the water on the lake", and "swaying" in "groups of cattle and sheep swayed out" . Excerpts from inspirational articles
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"Situations are created by the heart"
Whether a person's situation is painful or happy is always subjective.
Some people are content with a certain kind of life, and some are not. Therefore, those who can be content with their current situation may as well continue to live like this, and those who can't must try to find another way out. You cannot tell where success will be, nor can you be sure whether you will be happy when you reach a certain point. Some people will never feel satisfied. His happiness is only based on the process of continuous pursuit and striving. Therefore, his goals continue to move far away. Such people may have less happiness, but may have greater achievements.
Bitterness and joy are all determined by one's own judgment, which is not necessarily directly related to the objective environment. Just like a woman who does not like jewelry, even if she is in an environment that attaches great importance to vanity, her self-esteem will not be hurt.
A poor scholar with thousands of books does not want to exchange diamonds or stocks with a millionaire. People who are content with pastoral life do not envy any scholar's honorary title or high official position and salary.
Your hobbies are your direction, your interests are your capital, and your temperament is your destiny. Everyone has his own ideal paradise and a world of flowers and flowers that he is happy to enjoy.
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"Own"
There are so many beautiful things in this world, and we always hope for too much. , keep as much as possible for yourself.
Life is as short as a fleeting moment. Life is drained away inadvertently between possession and loss.
If you lose the sun, you still have the shining of stars; if you lose money, you still get friendship; when life leaves you, you still have the kiss of the earth.
When you have it, you cherish it more; when you lose it, you should regard it as accepting the test of the true knowledge of life, and as the commitment of the promise of struggling in life.
If you have honesty, you give up hypocrisy; if you have fulfillment, you give up boredom; if you have steadiness, you give up impetuousness. Whether it is intentional abandonment or accidental loss, as long as it has been truly owned, at some point, isn't it also a state of generous abandonment?
What you lose inadvertently, you can still fight for it again. If you lose your love, you can find it in the spring; if you lose your will, you have to sharpen it again in the winter. But you can't pick up laziness after you've thrown it away.
Having too many desires turns into a burden. What can be more fulfilling and satisfying than having an indifferent mind?
Choose indifference and prepare to walk a mountainous road.
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"Because of longing, I work hard for the future"
Because of longing, I work hard for the future!
I know a netizen who is a rich second generation, even younger than me. Her father gave her a car as an adult gift when she turned 18. She just graduated when she was 20 and her family has already arranged a job for her. , has his own small villa. A primary school music teacher spends his free time cooking side dishes, reading, and traveling. His days are leisurely and beautiful.
This is the stability that many people pursue in this world, and how many people spend their entire lives seeking it but never getting it.
Don’t stand on the moral high ground and say it’s shameful to gnaw on old age. Having a father to fight for these days is also a kind of ability.
And what about my netizen? My free time is not as decadent as many people think. I study photography, cooking, flower arranging... and manage my small life in a spectacular way.
I am not particularly envious that she can get the life she wants for free, because the world is inherently unfair.
But I don’t deny that this is the life I have always wanted. I have a career I like and have the time I can freely control. I can improve myself with peace of mind and do what I like without having to Worry about livelihood.
I always prefer to believe that only in a life without worries can we be the best version of ourselves.
Won't the days of blindly soaking in tea, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea wipe away the original desire and live the rest of your life in a makeshift way?
Because of my vision, I am more willing to work hard for the future!