Question 2: I am only 18 years old, but I feel old. -Inscription In fact, I don't want to lament life like those who groan without illness, but the reality has pushed me to this embarrassing position mercilessly. Yes, I'm eighteen. When I first saw this sentence, I scoffed and thought: Isn't eighteen a great time to be young? If you don't enjoy life well, where will you have time to mourn your old age? I was eighteen at that time, one month behind. Now, I am eighteen and one month old. Standing at the corner of this life and thinking about this sentence, I really feel a sense of powerlessness. Because, what followed was the third year of purgatory. What does senior three mean? Senior three means that I can no longer cram coke and ice snacks into my stomach every day; It means that I can no longer volley perfectly on the court and throw freely outside the three-point line; It means that you are not allowed to sleep before one o'clock in the evening, and you must get up before six o'clock; It means that you can't just wander around the campus, but you can write endless exercises on your desk; It means that I will even give up music and writing, which means that … in a word, in a word, it means that youth is over. When you suddenly find yourself 28 years old after 17 years old, that kind of powerlessness will inevitably come to mind. Is it really over? I asked myself. I turned around stubbornly, trying to find back the lost old days, only to find that I couldn't move a step. We can't go back the way we walked, and we can't go back the lost time. That is the reality. So, I can only chase forward. However, there are two roads in front of me. The first is the "road to success" that parents and teachers expect together. However, Yu Xiansheng said: Maybe your students are hardworking, young and mature, and you have been an alcoholic for a long time, or you are in charge of a big situation. This is often regarded as success, but it is very likely to bring a kind of loss-a lot of experiences about youth are lost. You chose boring and solemn, hard and rigid too early, and you didn't even have a chance to be naughty and stupid. Entering middle age so early is a huge debt. So, when I love youth so much, how should I choose this road? But the reality is cruel, and the second way cannot be chosen. Can't enjoy the afterheat of youth and make satisfactory achievements. In desperation, I chose the first way. In fact, many times, I hate this choice. It's crazy to toss and turn in the sea of questions every day Occasionally, I solemnly spread out my pen and picked it up, but my mind was blank. Squeeze hard, but squeeze out a bunch of formulas. Damn it! I'm going crazy! Sometimes, I will comfort myself that no matter what kind of life trajectory, its starting point and ending point are coincident-birth, life and death, as simple as that. Then, everything in the middle need not be persistent. Then, let me continue to struggle on this bumpy road and watch my youth floating in the wind.
Question 3: There are 800 words in senior high school composition and 800 words in senior high school composition and youth argumentative essay.
Look at the sunshine
Perhaps it is its tenderness that soothes the distant loss in my soul, perhaps it is its broadness that ignites my lamp of hope for the future, or perhaps its heat melts my dignified indifference. In short, inadvertently, I fell in love with the sunshine, and fell in love with the profundity and tranquility of looking at it.
Looking at the sun, what is washed is the cold shackles in our hearts. Life is often unhappy, and so is college life. When we pursue the faith as warm as the morning sun, the bitterness of failure may cause ripples in my fragile heart like angular pebbles, and the despair spilled out like ink spilled on rice paper has already spread. Fragile we will be confused in sadness and embarrassed by ourselves. At this time, we need to let the warmth of the sun wash away the loss of eyes, let the tired mind accept the sacred baptism of the sun, let all the sadness and frustration melt in the vastness and grandeur of the sun, feel the sun, taste the sun, watch the sun, get rid of the shackles and fetters of the soul, let go of dreams and meet the glory of life.
Watching the sunshine is a broad and open-minded state of mind. In this materialistic era, it is easy for people to lose their natural innocence because of the pursuit of fame and fortune. When we run forward for quick success and instant benefit and wander in selfishness and indifference, we might as well bask in the sun, because our lives are moldy and our souls are deteriorating. When the pure stream of sunshine flows in our hearts, it washes away the cynical helplessness, but leaves a holy pure land in the depths of our souls. The seeds of kindness are taking root and sprouting, growing sturdily in our hearts and emitting its most splendid fragrance.
Flowers bloom and fall, geese go and geese come, flowing quietly like water, brilliant or dull, and the annual rings never stop. But there are always some days to remember, to remember the days we walked together, the people and things we walked together, and the most important thing is our mentality. In retrospect, I realized that what people should pursue most is not fame and status, but a broad and profound mind. All rivers run into the sea, with great tolerance. Sunshine gives us generosity and kindness. No matter how viciously people attack the summer sunshine, when winter comes, it will still care for everyone who needs warmth with the heat of the body, watching the sunshine, generosity and fraternity.
Sunshine always appears after rain, please believe there is a rainbow. I like this lyric very much. When listening, I often feel the sunshine, so gentle and hopeful. In fact, when anyone has despair and loss, when we are confused and confused about the future, we might as well open a window, let ourselves bathe in the sunshine, get rid of our fatigue, let the power of sunshine flow in our hearts and feel the sunshine.
Look at the sun, let youth shine, look at the sun, and let the four seasons bloom in spring.
Watcher of life
In the long river of history, they are like people crossing the river alone in the dark to explore and find the true meaning of life. They stood on the wave of the times before others and fought alone.
They are the watchmen of life. They are a group of lonely and brave explorers.
Li Dazhao, we are looking at morality. In such a dark and complicated era, he shouldered a heavy moral burden with steel shoulders. Even when he was caught, he remained calm and didn't panic. He is confident. So fearless. The morality he adhered to, even when ordinary people were at a loss to see the future clearly, he held his head high and guarded his own ideals and the ideals of the Chinese nation. Because of such brave persistence, he has faced life and death calmly. He thinks that death and life are both part of life, and there is nothing to be afraid of. Because the position where he stands is not that short time, but the long river of life.
Therefore, he will always be admired by people, as a warrior who watches morality and as an explorer who thinks he is beyond the times.
Haizi, watching is happiness. He sang the expectation of the world and the yearning for happiness with heartfelt poems. But the world is so confusing and disappointing for him. So he sought the happiness he wanted at the cost of his own life. When the rumbling train roared by, he was probably very happy on the track! In that short moment, maybe he finally found the house he wanted to go to! Facing the sea, spring blossoms. The world is full of love and peace. When more and more people go through fire and water for money and power, only he is there. > & gt
Question 4: Sincerely watch the state of mind of youth. Generally speaking, the experience of reading is that you feel more and gain more positive effects.
Reading. Feeling can make people feel, or it can be a criticism class, with a wider scope and no meaning of praise or criticism.
Romance of the Three Kingdoms is a classic novel with a long history. It tells a series of stories from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty to the unification of the Jin Dynasty. At first, I saw a famous poem, like "The Yangtze River flows eastward, losing water ...", and then I introduced the text. The first sentence says: "It is not unreasonable to say that the general trend of the world will be divided for a long time." Incorporated into the Han Dynasty ... There are hundreds of characters in the book, and there are countless strategists. The author himself expounds the truth of loyalty, teaching, benevolence, righteousness and love through historical figures and is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. What I wrote was incompetent Lu Bu, Yuan Shu, Yuan Shao, Liu Biao and Liu Zhang, narrow-minded Zhou Yu, thick-skinned Lu Su, and brave Zhang Fei and Xu. These characters have given me a deep education. Aside from these characters, what impressed me most was the heroes described in this book. Let's start with Guan Yu. This is one of the people who impressed me the most. He refused to surrender Cao to Han, took a candle, rode a thousand miles alone, cut six generals through five passes, and cut the ancient city. Later, Huarong Road released Cao Cao. He was loyal to his old master and set him free.
The expression of Guan Yu in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms is also very simple: "phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows, face like heavy dates, dragon crescent moon knife", and later added "red rabbit horse" and read Spring and Autumn Annals. Scraping bones to cure poison is not afraid of pain, beheading Yan Liang and killing Wen Chou, which has almost become world-beater. What he has done is worth learning. During the feudal rule, he needed loyal officials and people who could do their best. Resourceful, cautious all his life, devoted himself to it. He borrowed the wisdom of Dongfeng, Caochuan Arrow, Zhou Yu, Three Souls, Huarong Road, the ingenious arrangement of eight arrays, Wang Lang's curse, an empty plan, seven-star lights, Sima Yi's puppet return, and Wei Yan was killed with one stroke. These are unexpected to ordinary people. I thought this kind of person should be unremarkable, but the description in the book is simple.
Question 5: The topic of watching youth in high school narrative is watching youth.
In the barren field, the soil is a little wet. Here, there is no noise, no tall buildings, only standing rape blossoms.
Rape flowers are full of depressions in the mountains and wilderness on the roadside. Rows, neat, seem to follow the rules, it seems that wildness has disappeared in thousands of years of human domestication, and it seems that all the value lies in oil.
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As soon as the east wind blows and the sun shines, they get excited. The wild flowers on the edge of the field kept flying, which seemed to evoke memories of DD rape ancestors thousands of years ago.
The wildness is spreading and life is spreading. Flowers are like young dancers, swaying flames. With a little action, a little bit of * * *, blooming in the forefront of life, the dark corner of life, the dawn of life, dancing in the fields, village walls and rivers of the world.
After a burst of rain, I came across several rape flowers that had performed their lives selflessly, reclining in the field. Ye Er hung irregularly on the trunk, a little regretting his life. There are still a few drops of rain on the pale yellow petals. In the petals, the rain seems to become crystal clear. When the sun shines again, the water drops reflect dazzling light, which seems to end life, like a bloodless hero kneeling under Shuai's banner on the battlefield.
At noon, the water on the ground gradually dried up. At this time, I was already sitting in the classroom. ...
Flowers dance like dancers; Flowers whisper like poets; Flowers stand upright like guards.
The flower completes the continuation of life by the wind, and then the new life waltzes with the flower until it falls. ...
I can't help marveling at these weather-beaten flowers. From the flowers, I vaguely saw us, such young teenagers.
Rubbing sleepy eyes, thinking of flowers, can't help but cheer up.
Spring of life!