Beauty is an adjective, and a thousand people have a thousand interpretations of beauty. What is beauty? Please let me tell you all this!
Beauty can describe a woman's external beauty. However, the beauty in her heart is the real beauty!
The most beautiful person is a fireman. Where there is danger, there are their figures. In the 5. 12 earthquake, those consumers wearing orange clothes showed us what is the most beautiful. They rushed to the front line regardless of difficulties and hardships, giving people hope and courage to live.
Teachers, a noble profession, an admirable profession. She educates thousands of children, brings people knowledge, and tells them that knowledge changes fate, knowledge creates wealth, and lights up their lost hearts. She is the most lovely person and the most beautiful scenery.
Angels in white is an elegant name for a nurse. In times of crisis, medical staff also went to the front line to treat patients and bring hope to others. They are the most commendable people and the most beautiful people!
As a huge group, young volunteers go all over the world, and wherever there is a need, they will appear. Time and again, caring and helping the poor activities have brought the future and knowledge to the poor mountainous areas in the west.
Those most beautiful people bring color to our lives, warm every broken heart, heal wounds and bring people hope, future and courage. They are the most beautiful and lovely! Beauty is not only the appearance, but also a heartfelt effort and sincerity.
I believe that as long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world!
This is also a beautiful composition of 600 words (article 2)
Have you ever seen chrysanthemums? Oh, no, it should be wild chrysanthemum to be exact. Do you like these wild chrysanthemums all over the mountains?
I especially like wild chrysanthemums. Before it blooms, you will think it is just an ordinary grass, but after it blooms, its small green leaves set off a small yellow flower, which is very beautiful!
Once in autumn, my grandmother took me to play in the wild, only to see the hillside full of yellow wild chrysanthemums. Its beauty is simple and unobtrusive. It has neither the fragrance of roses nor the splendor of lilies, but its vitality is comparable to that of "three-year-old cold friends". Even in early winter, when all the flowers wither, they are still open!
That time climbing the hillside, I accidentally fell down, my leg bled and I cried out in pain. Grandma immediately took some chrysanthemums, squeezed out the juice and applied it to my wound. A cool feeling made the pain go away. That's so cool! The wound healed in a few days. Grandma said that chrysanthemum has the efficacy of disinfection and hemostasis. In the past wars, some poor families couldn't afford medicine, so when they were injured, they washed their wounds with wild chrysanthemums, which was very useful, and it also had the effect of treating colds!
This kind of small wild chrysanthemum, born and bred, is helpless, but selfless to others. I like its ordinary beauty, its simple beauty, its tenacious beauty and its selfless dedication. Isn't this beauty lacking in people's society at present?
Wild chrysanthemum, wild chrysanthemum without asking for it, you are more beautiful than those enchanting flowers!
Isn't the wild chrysanthemum that has never been ignored a kind of beauty?
This is also a beautiful composition of 600 words (article 3)
Our life is colorful, and the beauty of ordinary life is everywhere: a small flower looming in the green grass will overflow the charm of spring; A green leaf stands in front of the courtyard and will flow with the abundance of summer; A red leaf falling under the eaves conveys the bleak autumn; In ordinary life, as long as we feel and look for it with our heart, we will find that it is as small as a fallen leaf, as big as the whole universe, as big as the sun, the moon and the stars, and we can find beauty at any time and feel beauty everywhere.
On the train, a deaf person asked the passengers the distance in sign language. The passenger did not take out a pen and paper to answer him, but communicated with the deaf in simple sign language. The communication is over, and the deaf eyes are full of gratitude! Many people are puzzled and ask him why he doesn't speak in words. Wouldn't it be easier to make it clear? The friend explained with a smile: the greatest respect for deaf people is to communicate with them in sign language. Indeed, if the deaf find their own common language, how happy it will be! The shining point of human nature is reflected in the details of this life. As long as you observe carefully, you will find that ordinary life is full of beautiful actions and beautiful thoughts.
Hong Zhanhui, an ordinary student, was once a child who needed to take care of himself. 12 years later, no matter how hard it was, he never abandoned his sister. A celebrity said: "It is not difficult to do a good deed, but it is difficult to do it all your life." Hong Zhanhui bravely used his most persistent actions to express his true feelings to relatives, friends and society. Therefore, in Hong Zhanhui's body,
Therefore, beauty should be created with heart. Pay more attention to ordinary people and things around you, and you will gradually feel the true meaning of life. You will finally understand that as long as you are brave enough to give true love and persist in dedication, you can create the most beautiful and extraordinary realm of life!
This is also a beautiful composition of 600 words (Article 4).
People often say that "persistence is victory", so persistence is a kind of beauty, but I think sometimes giving up is also a kind of beauty.
This happened when I was in the third grade.
The night is already deep. There was no sound outside the window, as if I could hear my own heartbeat. The stars blinked sleepily and fell asleep. My upper and lower eyelids began to close, and the hand holding the pen gradually felt heavier and heavier, which was almost untenable. With the sound of a pen falling to the ground, I woke up. I suddenly woke up, picked up the pen and began to work hard again.
But after all, I can only stay awake for a short time, and I am sleepy again. I really want to have a good sleep. However, I haven't written my homework yet. What should I do?
I looked at my watch. It's almost one o'clock in the morning. If I sleep now, I have five hours' rest at most. Let's check my homework again. There are still three major problems in mathematics. Should I give up my rest or stay up late?
Keep writing. As a student, especially a junior three student, you must finish your homework to the letter. But at the same time, another voice in my heart is saying to me: give up! As a junior three student, it is very important to finish homework, and it is more important to have a good rest, so as to have better energy to devote to the next day's study.
Insist on finishing your homework! Persistence in the end is victory, and you can certainly accomplish it; Give it up! Mathematics is not your strong suit, so waste your rest time to finish these three questions. What if you have no idea? Isn't it "losing your wife and losing your soldiers"? Not worth the candle!
Hold on! I have been trying to change the status quo of partial subjects and improve my math scores. If I give up, wouldn't it be in vain? So I picked up a pen and wrote on the paper, writing and writing, and suddenly stopped.
I remember fighting all night during this period, and the efficiency of class during the day dropped sharply. Sometimes I fall asleep when I listen. This has led to a sharp decline in the efficiency of the operation, forming a vicious circle. If this goes on, I will ruin myself.
The thought of it makes my hair stand on end. I had better give up. Have a good rest and listen carefully in class tomorrow, so you don't have to stay up late.
I gently but firmly put down the pen, closed the book and went into the bedroom. ...
I heard Fish Leong's Courage a long time ago, and I like one sentence very much: "Love really needs courage to believe that we will be together." I think it takes courage to do anything. For those three math problems, it takes more courage to give up than to persist.
Giving up is also a kind of beauty.
Giving up is the most dazzling beauty dotted with courage!