About yearning for composition 400 words 1 I am an ordinary fallen flower. The wind blows my body and flies to different places.
I flew to the middle of the sea. When he met Kun who was about to fall, he flew towards the sun. I know, it will be annihilated, it is getting closer and closer to the sun ... and finally it will become a fireball and fall into the world. I looked at the arc it fell and sighed, "It's so sad. I know that I will not touch the sun, or I will go straight ahead. "
But the little fish at my feet said, "No, it is happy. It is obsessed with its own yearning. Even though it knows that it will be reduced to ashes, it still pursues. "
I shook my head lightly and didn't understand.
On my way to fly, I met a butterfly. It is said that it is called Zhuang Zhou. It's going home, and I'm with it. On the way, we talked about everything and watched life together.
Here we are. But the butterfly is gone. There is only one handsome young man. He said he was Zhuang Zhou. I don't believe it. Gently smiled and shook his head: "You are not Zhuang Zhou, Zhuang Zhou is a butterfly, and a butterfly is Zhuang Zhou. You are not Zhuang Zhou, but a person. How about non-butterfly Zhuang Zhou? "
He smiled and said, "Butterfly is Zhuang Zhou, Zhuang Zhou is a butterfly, butterfly dreams Zhuang Zhou, Zhuang Zhou is a butterfly. I am a human being, not a butterfly. Butterfly is Zhuang Zhou's yearning, so I'm going to become a butterfly. "
"Are you Zhuang Zhou and a butterfly?" I asked
He nodded gently.
"Why do you yearn for butterflies?"
Butterfly Freedom.
"Then what do I yearn for?"
"You shouldn't ask me, you should ask your own heart."
Say that finish, ZhuangZhou went away. Only the fallen flowers are left.
Falling flowers return to their fallen branches and slowly wait for corruption.
At this moment, a poet came. He gently picked up the fallen flowers and whispered, "Falling red is not a heartless thing. Turning into spring mud will protect the flowers more." The poet giggled and put it back in its place, facing away.
"So this is my yearning! Let the flowers be more gorgeous. " The fallen petal whispered and closed her eyes with satisfaction.
The wind in July is calling us, the new life makes us yearn for it, the gate of middle school is waving to us, and the new collective is expecting us. In more than a month, we will enter our dream middle school. My longing for junior high school life is …
As soon as I stepped into the campus, I was greeted by tall and green trees and flowers and green grass that were competing to open. Walking on campus, what I heard was not the noise, but the sound of reading and the crisp and beautiful singing of birds, and all kinds of flowers came in an endless stream.
At school, students study hard. In class, after the teacher asked a question, many hands were suddenly raised in the classroom. Students listen carefully and discuss enthusiastically in class, just like a tree seedling sucking the source of knowledge. When doing morning exercises, the students lined up to enter the playground, doing neat and powerful work. "Dancing Youth" students are not burdened with homework, and they can all leave school on time tomorrow. Look at the teachers. They all look gentle, knowledgeable and don't play around at all. When they enter the classroom, the noisy classroom will become quiet and tidy.
After-school life in middle school is students' liberation time. Students play in the corridor, some skip rope, some run, some chat, some read books ... and their spare time is colorful.
Although the six years of primary school have left many beautiful pearls in my memory, middle school life is a brand-new journey that I yearn for.
Composition about yearning 400 words 3 yearning, constantly changing and growing in the rings of years.
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Like many people, when I was a child, I always thought that yearning would only exist when I was young. Once you grow up, there will be no yearning.
Later I learned that this is not the case. The older you get, the more you yearn for and the broader you are.
Once, all I longed for was something delicious and fun. As long as I have these, I will feel extremely satisfied and happy.
Now, I long for freedom. I wish I could grow a pair of wings like a bird and fly freely. Unlike a grizzly bear, even with its huge body, it is so clumsy to move. I don't know how long it will take to get stuck, but I want to run away when I meet a branch near.
I yearn for innocence, just like a child of three or four years old, who knows nothing and has no troubles. Unlike now, I know more, see the cruelty of society clearly, and have a lot of worries, such as: endless homework, where is junior high school, what life will be like in the future ... It is these many troubles that make me lose my innocence.
Adults yearn for children's carefree and children yearn for adults' freedom. People may have yearned for it before they feel that this world is worth it.
Yearning, with the growth of age, is constantly changing.
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I remember once, leaning against a big tree, looking up at the starry sky with curious eyes, longing for …
I yearn for the sky, what a pure and flawless place it is. The blue sky against the white clouds seems to add a touch of peace. Birds flock, forget their troubles, and travel happily among the clouds. The vast sky reflects my carefree smile, and I would like to be a bird around you to protect your happiness.
I long for grass. It is a pure land full of poetry and painting. On the green grassland, occasionally a few naughty rabbits pass by and play happily in its arms. Beatles musicians enthusiastically praised the land where great life was born. It sings and infects other creatures. I walked on the grass, enjoying the fragrance of flowers and plants and indulging in its breath. I would like to be a grass you bred and leave a ray of vitality for you.
I yearn for the sea. It is a sacred place where life ripples. In the blue ocean, petite and colorful fish make friends, swim slowly and greet the intertwined coral groups enthusiastically. Crystal clear jellyfish regularly float up and down, embellishing a wonderful scenery for the endless ocean. I sneaked into the water and looked at the little fish around me, which made me feel very comfortable. I would like to be a wave, facing your beach.
I looked at the starry sky hopefully, longing for the purest dream in my imagination.
Composition about missing, 400 words, 5 words. From expectation to yearning, it carries our rainbow-like dreams.
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I believe that every flower has fruit, that any fate is full of sweet privacy, and that colorful dreams are possible to come true.
Everyone wants to win the lottery, and every promise can be fulfilled. They look forward to the reunion after parting, the comfort when they are lonely, and the vague expectation seems to be like the waiting for "refreshing and leaning on the Wangjiang Tower alone: all Qian Fan is empty, and the twilight is full of water", but it is not a bleak and hopeless struggle, but a reflection of the expectation in my heart.
No matter whether the stars in the night sky are hidden or exposed, they are always looking for their own position-as long as they flash, there will be brilliant opportunities, so it shows that there are opportunities in expectation, and we must always have the desire to look forward to and overcome our goals, so that our short life will be rich and fulfilling.
After the baptism of sunshine and rain, I quietly moved from expectation to yearning in the cycle of time.
What is my yearning? Sometimes I have no choice but to ask myself and get tongue-tied. I understand that the happiness and sadness of human beings are transpiration in the earth and condensation in the sky of the soul. Sometimes the sky can't hold its weight, and it turns into rain and snow, but somehow it is sucked by the heart, producing a desire, like the root of a tree, to reach out to the ground, to the branches, to the sky, and to "travel" the colorful world. Therefore, yearning urges me to pursue the green leaves, flowers and fruits that are pregnant with the secrets of the future.
Feel, appreciate and yearn for life. I think yearning may be a form of life, just like the growth of flowers and trees, yearning changes with time. Germination-falling, falling-germination.
I understand that a life without yearning seems to be like a withered tree, so I continue to yearn for it, never give up, pursue expectation and yearning, and they jointly carry my dreams.
Outside the window, two or three birds are chirping happily, flapping their wings or playing with their companions. How free.
I was so engrossed that time passed before I knew it. "Ruiheng, hurry up, it's time. It's time to learn English. " Alas, my mother urged me again, and I'm going to cram school again.
Since the fifth grade, my mother has enrolled me in many cram schools, and the weekends are all occupied, and even the time for doing weekend homework is pitiful. In my mother's words, it is: "It is rare to have time on weekends, so it is better to spend more time studying. Linguistics, mathematics and English should be developed in an all-round way, and none of them can be left behind. In junior high school, 0.5 points is a few dozen short. Work hard now and it will be more difficult in the future. If you do your homework, get used to it and speed up. I this is for your own good ... "
As soon as I express my opinion, my parents will put me off with a lot of reasons. I like to compare myself with others every day. I know it's all for my own good, but taking so many classes every day means not only doing school homework, but also doing a lot of extra homework. I am alone, so I will be very tired and need a rest!
I do my homework late every night, and I have endless classes on weekends or holidays. I'm tired of working like a clockwork robot every day. But what can we do?
I am like a bird trapped in a cage. I looked at the blue sky outside the window. How I long to fly under the blue sky.
Alas! There will be class again.
The birds outside the window have flown away, leaving the trees, flying over the buildings and flying freely in the blue sky. When can I be like them?
Composition about yearning 400 words 7 It's really cold this night. ...
Being too busy, the whole family has no time to calm down and chat carefully. There is too much silence. Is it because the night is too quiet ... the dining table has become the only place for family reunion, but such a dining table has become so strange.
Time flies like water, through years for passing away, through youth for silence, through thousands of exhortations for attracting every word, and the traces of years depict everything. Has our growth changed too much silently?
At that time, I was young, and my curiosity about the whole world was always answered by my parents. Every new thing can be told to parents unscrupulously, and they are the most sincere listeners. Listen to our growth, listen to our childhood. At that time, the whole family was full of excitement and there was no silence. Playing rough with my younger brother, playing coquetry with my mother, pouting with my father ... too many, noisy.
At this time, along the track of time, I am mature, busy and tired. At home, it's too quiet. Without the noise of the past, the dining table becomes a kind of silence ... What I want is not the silence of my parents, but the laughter and growth as before, and I don't want to mean loss. ...
The happiness of the past, can you come again? ...
No one can stop the passage of time, no one can grasp the arrangement of fate, only a beautiful yearning for the future. ...
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A trickle, the gurgling river tinkled, and sixteen spring and autumn periods passed like this. The footsteps of youth came quietly, and in a daze, I grew from an ignorant little girl to a sixteen-year-old girl. When I was sixteen, I longed for it even more.
I long for the blue sky. Suddenly looked up, several vibrant kites were flying in the blue sky, and they were playing leisurely in the air with the cool spring breeze. Looking at kites flying freely in the blue sky, I can't help yearning for the blue sky. If only I could fly freely in the blue sky one day!
I yearn for colorful nature. Under the towering mountain, there are red flowers and green grass everywhere; Outside the Mercedes-Benz train, the grassland is full of vitality; On an isolated island, the waves beat on the shore. All this is a fascinating sight for me.
I am eager to be a knowledgeable person. Knowledge is the ocean, and we are sailors crossing it. We will also encounter stormy waves like the sea, but I can work hard and insist on swimming to the other side of the light. Because I am full of curiosity.
I am eager for success. Whenever I encounter setbacks in my studies, Grandma Bing Xin's words echo in my ears: "Successful flowers often only amaze her present glory, but at the beginning, her buds were soaked with tears of struggle and filled with blood and rain of sacrifice." I want to be such a successful flower.
I also yearn for a better life, a better life ... at the age of sixteen, I yearn for everything in my life.
About yearning for composition 400 words 9 walking alone under neon lights at night, walking like an abandoned child,
Helpless eyes look around, no one cares, and no longer get love. It's raining cold in the sky.
But I stood still, the rain was dripping on me, and my heart was slowly sinking. The mind has become so fragile,
No one thought of my existence.
There is only a sad figure in my mind, eroding my whole body. People without love will only see heartbreak.
After thorough preparation, I can't find a reason to piece it together, because I can't feel the pain anymore. What is love,
What is a couple? I have no idea.
He who sees through the world of mortals left him with infinite melancholy. I really want to indulge myself and let myself wander until no one is around.
Know the distance. Live a new life and be born again happily.
I walked home alone again and prayed silently. I am very happy, but the tears in my eyes keep flowing down to my heart. In the middle of the night, I was only accompanied by that figure, but I became a confidante in the silent night. Walking into the room, the lonely figure has a suffocating breath. The cooled heart freezes all the cells in the body, and even the blood stops flowing. And I am still full of sadness, beating these pale words. Words hide my feelings, but they flow into my true feelings and make me think impudently.
Everything in my heart is gradually broken, there is no expectation, no warmth. I just want to drink water and eat happily.
About yearning for composition 400 words 10 yearning days, there is light rain in the air. My wife and son and I are going back to Taoyuan, our hometown full of dreams.
Golden rice, fragrant orange forest, Fiona Fang dozens of miles away. Every household, Acorus calamus and Artemisia argyi by the door smell fragrant. Far and near, the chimney of the stove is full of smoke. Beating gongs and drums, doors and windows beaming, girls wearing wedding clothes. The low fence blocks ducks and dogs, and greedy chickens. Bitter gourd and loofah climb the roof, don't forget the black mud below. The azalea that blooms late is still gorgeous. Is it too late to hold you in my arms? Hand in hand, walking in the Woods, or on the curved river bank. Birds are still so curious, scrambling to hurry, and the sound of joy resounds through the sky. The bamboo tip is far from the land. Has it become a ladder in this rainy season? Fir or palm tree, exactly the same, so green that I can't tell the four seasons. Is the neighbor's buffalo tied to that pear tree and panting? Seeing our arrival, there is always a trace of inexplicable joy in our eyes. Touch its horn, and it will rub against its son's body. Deep eyes, reluctant eyes, always watching us go away. Birds, bamboo and trees, bitter gourd, loofah and old cow, as well as my folks and neighbors, don't sigh, don't worry and don't cry in the days without me. Tomorrow we will meet again in this charming rainy season.
I'm going to climb the castle peak in front of the door and take that piccolo with me. Play a song I yearn for, happiness and sweetness for my lovely son, beautiful wife, the whole country and myself.
About yearning for composition 400 words 1 1 blue sky, white clouds, sunrise and sunset, countless birds regard the sky as their own stage and sing heartily. Oh, what a wonderful time!
Now the sky is gray and the clouds are not so white. Sometimes, you can't see the sunrise and sunset. Those birds who used to be happy and sing every day are now preparing to move. People keep cutting down trees, making some birds homeless. No bird wants to stop, sing a song and comb its messy feathers. I'm afraid of myself for a moment.
I can't imagine the future. Will the sky in the future be overcast? Will the soil in the future be so polluted that plants can't be planted? Will people in the future be like birds today? Running around like this? Isn't that the end of the world?
If, now, we don't cut down trees, pollute water sources, litter everywhere and use disposable plastic bags, maybe we can be saved in the future.
However, there is no need to use disposable plastic bags. Who completely fulfilled such a simple request? Free plastic bags are no longer provided in supermarkets, both of which are a few cents. But now, people just don't look at a dime. Those plastic bags, after being used, are thrown everywhere on the ground. Unlike fruits and vegetables, plastics will be dissolved. A plastic bag has been buried underground for tens of thousands of years, and I don't know if it has dissolved. Everyone is using plastic bags. The truly environmentally friendly woven cloth bags have long been abandoned by everyone. Everyone is too much trouble.
We can start from the side and make "no plastic bags, use environmental protection bags" really become a reality. I hope the future world will be the same as the previous world!
I have been longing for the sea of 400 words, and this time, I finally got my wish.
On our second night in Qingdao, we came to the first bathing beach. The scenery here is really beautiful: the tall buildings by the sea are illuminated by colorful lights, reflected on the sea, and the sea becomes colorful! I took off my shoes, walked on the beach and touched the sea with my feet. Wow! How cool! I'm cold all over! I can't wait to run to the sea. My grandmother shouted at the back, "Baby, don't go any further. Wait for a wave. Before I could run, I was swept into the sea. " I asked suspiciously, "Really? Sounds scary! " Having said that, I returned it. Hardly had I got back when a big wave hit me. I felt a force pushing me back. I stepped back and finally stood firm. When the waves receded, I followed them. Suddenly the wave behind me let out a cry again, and I hurried back. In this way, I kept running back and forth until I was tired of running, and then I sat down to play with the sand. I visited a Laoshan Mountain and was about to build a castle. My mother said to me, "Baby, it's getting late. It's time to go back. " I said helplessly, "I haven't played enough, let's play for a while!" " "Mom touched my head and smiled and said," It doesn't matter. We will go to another beach tomorrow. Have a good rest today, and you will have the energy to continue playing tomorrow! " "
The next day, we came to Shilaoren bathing beach, where the water was not as clean as the first bathing beach. But the sand here is very fine, and it is soft to step on, just like stepping on cotton. I played with water and sand to my heart's content until I was too hungry to leave.
For various reasons, Golden Beach didn't go. It doesn't matter. Leave regrets and have reason to do it again.
About yearning composition 400 words 13 hours I have been looking forward to growing up quickly, and I can go far away to do what I want to do like an adult. However, as time goes by and I grow up day by day, I am faced with growing pains and pressures. I was at a loss in my hesitation, but I never gave up. Riding the wings of youth, I ran through a life full of thorns ... through the ups and downs of life, life always tests the fleeting youth in various ways. When China grows up and the years rush, my youth can't stand the profligacy.
Life is an old movie, yellowed film, which records the efforts and hardships behind every wonderful scene. An excellent actor, before going on camera, often has to go through numerous rehearsals and persistence of the audience in order to get applause and * * * sound from the audience.
It must be clear that a happy marriage actually comes from the cohesion of true love. Marriage is a journey in which two people come together to pursue happiness, and the expenses should be paid by both men and women or in the name of family. Family should be a group or a legal organization, which is the original essence of marriage. So once you get married and start a family, you must share joys and sorrows with * * * in the name of the family, and share joys and sorrows with * * *.
"Home" sounds warm. It carries my innocent childhood dream, a happy and carefree childhood ... the place I have been longing for is very safe. .
Home is a piece of Wang Yang; Home is a vast and boundless sky; Home is a signpost for navigation on the lost road; Home is a furnace that never goes out in the cold winter; Home is the harbor on which the soul depends. ...
About yearning for composition 400 words 14 occasionally tear a piece of white paper, and the complete paper is instantly torn into two pieces. I found the tape and glued it carefully. At this time, I will think: if the white paper of our life is split, can it be remedied?
I occasionally stare at the sun overhead, but I am often stabbed back by the sun. When I made up my mind to see it, I put on my goggles and challenged again. The true face of the sun was instantly exposed before my eyes. At this moment, I thought: I have to pay attention to ways and means, and I can't solve it by brute force alone.
Occasionally walking in the street, I saw a parrot lying motionless on the ground with bright feathers. Somehow, it lay dead in the street. Was it shot down or sick? I don't know. At this time, I was thinking: life is more fragile than anything, and it should be more precious than anything.
Occasionally I caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous grass in the cracks of bricks. It looks so fragile that the wind just blows gently, as if it would peel off from the wall. Then I thought: the survival instinct of plants forces them to take root and sprout in the most difficult places. People in desperate circumstances, can generate show the power of redemption?
Occasionally, when I open the dictionary, Qian Qian's thousands of dense words show how great the infinite spiritual wealth of the people of China is. At this moment, I think: 5,000 years of Chinese culture should be carried forward by us.
Occasionally go to the temple to worship the bodhisattva, look at the bodhisattva on the stage, close your eyes, put your hands together, bow deeply, and your heart will be clear. At this time, I thought: faith gives people a kind of comfort, a little peace of mind, makes the secular temporarily clean, and also washes people's hearts clean.
400-word composition about yearning 15 When you ask what you yearn for, it is undoubtedly a good answer to yearning. I have thought so, but what I really yearn for is human beings in today's society.
Nowadays, people regard reading as a task and do it casually. People in the past loved learning very much and would study hard by themselves in a cruel way. Nowadays, the rich second generation can make ends meet without studying, and the quality of treating people is getting worse and worse. They won't think about it. Their life after studying for more than ten years is very sweet, but their life after studying for decades is very hard. No matter how good the family is, it will not be comfortable to inherit the career. Learning should be a beautiful thing. Now that people's requirements have increased, it is the stupidest choice not to study. So I hope everyone will make good use of the opportunity, study hard and lay a good foundation for the future.
Besides not studying hard, people still have many things they don't like. For example, now that people are well-off, they just throw it away after eating a few mouthfuls; The faucet that has just washed hands is still running; They will also emit black smoke in the air and pour waste water and garbage into the river ... For them, this kind of bad behavior will accumulate over time, and how much loss and harm will there be? We can't watch our homes being destroyed, so let's work together to create a better tomorrow!
I yearn for human beings countless times, but all of them are what I am eager to achieve. For the sake of us humans and our planet, we can't wait in vain. We can only start from small things slowly, benefit the next generation and make this planet live longer!