The Gift of Years Three Essays in Grade Eight 1 On my twelfth birthday, my aunt gave me a set of Zhu Ziqing's essays. At that time, I happily ran to my "small stack room" and was about to put the books in it. I accidentally glanced at it and saw the pinyin fairy tales I saw when I was a child. There are ripples in my heart. Twelve years, how many gifts it gave me!
After the birthday party, I took out a book, which was Zhu Ziqing's Trace. I opened the book and began to read. "Swallows have gone, and there is a time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; Peaches ... "My brother read aloud in his childish voice. Before he finished reading, I stopped him: "I want to read quietly." After listening to my words, my brother walked away uninterested.
I was curious when I saw More than 8,000 Days. How old was Zhu Ziqing when he wrote this article? I use my hand to index. I 12 years old, more than 4,000 days old, and Zhu Ziqing is about 24 years old.
Yes! Swallows have gone and come, willows have withered and turned green, peach blossoms have withered and bloomed, but time is gone forever. After understanding this meaning, I can't help feeling angry and regretful: Why did you waste your time like that before? Don't do homework when you should do homework, run to play games, and burn the midnight oil when you should sleep.
A person's life is long and short. Last year, when I was a child, I was ignorant. I slept for a third of the time, and then I spent the rest of my life. How much time do people have left? Seven buckles and eight buckles, only a handful!
Time waits for no one! The earth rotates once, day by day, day by day, and gradually accumulates year by year. As time goes by, we are all growing rapidly. Small Shenyang also said, "Close your eyes and a day will pass; close your eyes and a lifetime will pass." Although this is somewhat exaggerated, it is also vivid and vividly expresses the characteristics of time passing by in a hurry.
Although I can't see the gift of the years, it has given me great enlightenment. In our eyes, time is just an illusory thing, but it does exist! Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again. We should cherish them and learn to use our golden youth! The gift of years, you have benefited me for life!
I am a girl who loves beauty. There are always new and old shoes in the cupboard all the year round, except the cloth boots in the middle. It's a pair of pink cotton boots with thick soles lined with neat and fine lines. At first glance, you can tell that the farmers did it themselves. Slightly worn shoes turn yellow, pouring the glory of the years. Although it can no longer wrap my feet, I still regard it as a treasure. This is a gift for many years.
Grandma is a famous needlework expert in the village, and all the children's feet in the village are caressed by her shoes. When the baby is born, he is busy making children's shoes. Boys are pigs and girls are tigers. Children who wear shoes are always reluctant to wear other shoes. Who makes grandma's shoes always look like handicrafts?
Of course, I have the most beautiful shoes. I can't help it. I am her favorite granddaughter. I have seen her make shoes. The vamp must be drawn with a pen and then embroidered with colored lines. The most laborious thing is to close the sole, insert a needle and push it hard with a thimble, and sometimes even take your teeth to bite out the needle and close it layer by layer. Wearing exquisite cloth shoes, I always feel that the patterns on my feet are "swishing" and come alive, as if the ground will be full of flowers as soon as I walk. Grandma makes shoes for me every year. She kept embroidering and embroidering into the years, giving me white hair like moonlight and her best love as a gift of the years.
Childhood is always diluted by years. I left the village with my parents and moved to the city. There are countless shoes lying in the bright cupboard of the shop! Gradually, I also forgot grandma's cloth shoes. Until that snowy day a few years ago, the doorbell tore the snow curtain, and grandma stood in front of the door red. The unmelted snowflakes on her head are hidden in the white hair, and she can't tell whether it is hair or snow. Trembling, she took out a pair of cotton boots from her pocket, lovely pink, thick foundation and warm cotton. I feel a crystal in my eye, reflecting pink.
Those cotton boots warmed me all winter.
Now these boots are old, but the silent love hidden in the delicate soles of these ten years will never be old! This is the best gift time has given me!
The gift of years 3 "Years make people old, fame and fortune are forgotten. A pot of turbid wine makes the dream drunk ... "A Jianghu person expresses his feelings after the vicissitudes of life," Xiaoyao "sighs, and the true feelings of a the legendary swordsman person reveal people's longing for the colorful Jianghu life written by Mr. Jin Yong and full of fear. ...
Jianghu people are unhappy.
But Ren Woxing lived all his life, but he couldn't think of his own tragic ending; "Gentleman's Sword" Yue Buqun calculated all his life, thinking that he would control the world in his palm, but he didn't expect that he personally destroyed his wife and daughter and died under his own conspiracy calculation; Dong Fangbubai dominated the party and was invincible in martial arts, but he also dared to love and hate, and finally died for the one he loved, with no regrets. ...
A great warrior who used to be "the legendary swordsman" returned to his hometown after years of tempering, or died with resentment or a smile, but he was not happy. ...
Looking back on the past, I saw the tragic ending of a hot-blooded Jianghu person and asked myself blankly: "Why?"
The mystery of childhood has always surrounded my heart and never left. Growing up, I also learned a little about myself.
When he was young, Ling Huchong was full of expectations for the future. She is surrounded by lovely young, a teacher who is close to her biological father Yue Buqun, Jenny who is better than her parents, and other disciples who worship and follow her ... but time has changed everything. With Young's departure, Master became an enemy, Jenny died in her arms, and all other disciples regarded themselves as enemies. ...
In this way, Ling Huchong's life is tragic, and time is the driving force behind all this. But because of this, he met his wife Ren Yingying, who accompanied him all his life, and his brother Tian Boguang, who died for it ... It can be said that time is fair to him.
The so-called fairness means that there are gains and losses. ...
This may be a gift from time.
"The sky is so high, surrounded by green hills on both sides of the strait, and how much it tastes all over the world ..."