Life is like summer flowers. If life is just a season, I hope it is summer. I only wish life were like summer flowers.
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The sixteen-year-old sky is colorful, transparent and ethereal, and a heart is flying. Sixteen-year-old land, remote but not empty, summer flowers have been unbridled in the open, the air filled with their fragrance, unruly, publicity. ......
Sixteen-year-old road, full of thorns, leads to the distance. At the age of sixteen, we are running towards the future. Nothing can stop us, and nothing can bring us back. We are sixteen years old, and we won't retreat. Summer flowers are only open for us, with a youthful face.
In class, weave ABCD into a net, string together "what is it", explore the origin of life, and dream of flying in the universe; On the pitch, glory is written with sweat, the sun is dull with vitality, cheers and shouts resound through the sky, and eagles sing for us; The summer wind is warm because of us, and lightning and thunder are our actions.
We build a solid wall with pride and a city of hope with ideals and self-confidence. No difficulty, no setback, can overcome it and fight against it. We build a bridge of friendship based on sincerity and understanding. We are on the bridge, watching the clouds roll and the clouds relax, watching the flowers bloom and fall, singing the song of friendship side by side.
Sixteen years old season, crying, laughing, sweating. ......
We are responsible for our own growth; Our youth is our own decision. Our sixteen-year-old child has her own color.
Our 16-year-old has summer flowers that bloom brilliantly. ......
She is a singer.
I met her for the first time, not because of China's good voice, but because she sang the theme song of "The Queen of the Palace". Whenever I think of this melody, I can't help singing along. From then on, I fell in love with her: Bella.
It can be said that every song of hers can touch people's hearts. Every time I listen to her songs, I always leave tears and feel moved and sad for her fate. What impressed me deeply about her works was the heart fire-
"Hold your heart, face the fire, be afraid but don't back down."
"The song I sang was proved by the people I heard. I have been to this world. "
This should be a song she wrote after she got cancer. She has been fighting cancer for many years and seems to have been cured for some time, but the disease has not spared the music angel, and her condition has recurred again, but she is still optimistic. She always saw her brightest smiling face in Weibo. She always comforted everyone "I'm fine", but the fact overwhelmed her and she passed away after all. ...
Her life is wonderful. Before her death, she donated her cornea, which made many blind people see again. That's why I admire and love her so much. She has a kind heart and great love, and she knows that she should be grateful to the world. She did it.
Her life passed like a meteor, but she lived wonderfully, like fireworks on the horizon. She is the longest amber and the brightest gem.
She is like a summer flower.
Life is like a summer flower. The word life is like a summer flower. All this is to praise this short and wonderful life. It's so beautiful, the summer flowers in Xia Feng give off brilliant light.
In my opinion, this is not the case.
In hot summer, summer flowers are anxious under direct sunlight, branches and leaves wither under the destruction of storms, and they are tired in hot weather. Yes, Xia Hua was tired, and she finally chose to quit this life. Maybe she's right. She chose this road in all difficulties, although it is a road leading to the abyss. Because she has no ability to compete with nature, she chose to back down and give up.
Before she gave up, a brilliant flower bloomed, and she laughed at nature: "You lack the eyes to find beauty, you only see one-sidedness, and you just want to plan others' roads according to your own wishes. Look at it, a group of nature who only know how to pursue fame and gain. You buried your talent, and I will make you regret it, completely regret it. Although I chose to give up, of course, I won't let you feel better. I'll make you disappear like me. "
In the storm, blood-red summer flowers fluttered and danced, showing the world her sadness, helplessness and loneliness. Then, when all the dust settled, it disappeared, so clean, the land was so clean.
At this time, the sky changed into mild autumn sunshine, breezy autumn wind and lingering autumn rain. The sun disappeared, so did the storm. ...
The short life of Xia Hua is forced by nature. Without this nature, summer flowers can live longer and longer. ...
Life is like summer flowers. It seems that life is like a trip, and people's life is destined to be in a hurry, from ancient times to the present. ...
Looking back, the light of history pierced my eyes, and I seemed to see the speeding footsteps of Kuafu, an ancient wilderness, stepping on the dust, crushing the weather and running endlessly towards the fiery red sun. The power of running shocks the mountains and rivers, shocks the world, and the endless footsteps lead mankind out of the standing valley, out of the abyss under 10,000 feet and out of the road of civilization.
From the side, I can see that in those eventful years, Sun Yat-sen ran in the leisurely pace of troubled times. He once stayed in Li Hongzhang's mansion, once set foot on the train going north, and once ran on the top of the uprising. That tireless running posture finally made him catch up with the tide of the times and smashed the feudal shackles that remained unchanged for thousands of years.
Staring at the traffic on the bridge, with the gestures in Bian's broken chapters, I sometimes see the children walking briskly on the way to the cram school, holding such and such instruments in their hands; Or what it's like to see a peddler running to the bus with a bag on his back; Or see the smiling old man trotting against the morning sun. ...
Calm down and think about it. There is no doubt that where does the eternal running state come from?
Is it because of Kuafu's longing for the sun? Is it Sun Yat-sen's unyielding attitude towards reality? Is this our hope for the future? Or the hard demand of life, or the heart that refuses to accept the old?
Looking back, looking sideways, and looking intently, the value of life shines. During the journey, we ran, leaving more or less traces, chasing the sun, chasing the waves, chasing life, and chasing the brilliant summer flowers in our hearts with a unique mood.
Life is like summer flowers. The sunlight was cut into a V-shape by the semi-closed curtain and lightly printed on the opposite white wall. There is a souvenir card on the desk. On the card, there are two lovely little girls playing on the grass. Next to it is a crooked word: Phillips, you must live happily and bravely. I quietly closed my eyes, buckled the card on my chest, smiled gently, and inadvertently, a tear slipped across my face, accompanied by the sunset, revealing deep memories.
I met her on a colorful summer day. This is a pleasant summer vacation. Go to Hangzhou to visit my sister who is studying in Hangzhou.
One day, I wandered around the gate of a famous university, listening to the walkman and waiting for my sister who came out after the game. The sun is burning on the earth, the leaves are rolling, cicadas are crying endlessly, and a few pedestrians occasionally appear in the street, which is also in a hurry. Only the dog is still lying under the tree, sticking out its tongue, eager for some shade.
Hello! This sudden greeting surprised me. A girl in a white dress, a tall ponytail and a pair of white sneakers stood in front of me. I took off my headphones, rubbed my eyes and looked at the angelic girl in front of me in surprise. She held out her hand and said politely, Hello, my name is Xia Hua. Nice to meet you. Can I make friends with you? I do admire you! I smiled foolishly, rubbed my hands on my pants a few times, and then held out my hand and said, my name is Ye Fei, and I really want to be your friend.
I summed it up afterwards. I must have been shocked by her. Otherwise, how could I promise to be her friend without thinking?
Life is like summer flowers. Summer is a beautiful season, and the flowers in summer are so lovely. However, who would have thought that behind this gentle beauty, it was a bitter experience?
The flowers in summer have been waiting for a year since the last flower season, and finally it is their turn to bloom, but what is waiting for them is the scorching sun, and they need to risk being burned by the sun and bloom in the scorching sun. The scorching sun is hot and terrible, just like a terrible devil. One heat wave after another hit, as if to engulf them. But they don't flinch at all, hold their heads high and show their best to people.
We are the same, the road of life is very long, and it is inevitable that we will stumble, fall or even get hurt, but we can only sit there and never get up and move on? No, we can't change these difficulties, but we can control our perseverance and grasp our persistence. Only these attitudes can we change. Every time we fall, we are not afraid to get up again. Every time you fall, don't be afraid. Try to stand up and move on. In every game, when facing everyone, face everyone with your best side and show it to everyone.
Xia Hua is so persistent. Isn't that what we should learn? Every failure brings us closer to success! Let's be as strong as summer flowers and as brilliant as summer flowers!
Life is like summer flowers. You will forget, won't you?
I'm just an episode in your long time
Like a puff of smoke
Then it broke up and disappeared without a trace.
I remember that summer when cicadas were buzzing, so close to the riverside you remembered, but so far away. I know, missing it is a lifetime.
At that time, you were kind and sunny, and now you are indifferent and distressed. How long I didn't listen to you, how long I didn't hug, and how long I was forgotten by you. You said that even a person would stick to your pride. So, you left.
"I don't have the life I want here, I'm sorry." A piece of paper, a sentence, your usual tone, your loose sadness. Today, I don't know if it's a dream mirror or an illusion. You have just gone far away. I can imagine you carrying a huge backpack and looking for your dreams alone. The eyebrows are still delicate and pretty, but the smile like summer flowers will never be seen again.
As stubborn as you, as weak as me. Actually, you only stopped by my side for three months. It is very hot in July, and you have come a long way. It's very cold in October, so you go on a long trip alone. I remembered it with a love song and you let it go with an expression. After seeing so many scenic spots, do you think of me as a passer-by, too? After a breeze, it disappears.
You'll remember, won't you? You said, don't be sad when you are lonely, don't be cowardly. I will always be by your side, even if I am in the north. "I am the south, and you are the north. I hug you in my heart with all my courage. "
Life is like summer flowers. Outside the window, the last leaf was swept to the ground by the ruthless west wind and then submerged. I looked at all this faintly, and there was a sneer at the corner of my mouth, so the weak were ruthlessly eliminated.
I don't know what I am doing every day, just like a blind man walking at night, and his mind is in chaos. I can't find the lighthouse, but I'm wandering and wandering.
The howling cold wind brought ice and snow, and the flying snowflakes seemed ethereal, but they crushed a dwarf tree in the garden and seemed unable to straighten up. Oh, neither of us was happy-until the end of the day.
I thought every day would be different, and my efforts would eventually be rewarded, but the cold reality kept telling me that my hopes were shattered and laughing at my wishful thinking. I think, I can't hold on, will I give up? I don't know.
The snow outside the window has stopped, but the sky is still gray, which really makes people unhappy. After a cursory look at everything, I suddenly seem to remember something. My eyes kept searching and finally saw the little tree. The snow above has disappeared, standing tall and straight in the cold wind, straight up, as if to break through the sky. My heart is moving, my heart seems to be stirring.
If winter comes, can spring be far behind? Spring soon arrived as scheduled, still looking for inspiration. I went into the garden, hoping that the breath of spring would wash away my depression. Unconsciously, I went to the small tree and leaned down to study it carefully. Although short in stature, the trunk is thick and even covered with ferocious lines, the branches are relatively matched with its figure, delicate and a touch of green has come into my sight, oh! I was overjoyed that the young tree was still alive after the cold winter, and I couldn't help smiling on my face.
After that, I watched it sprout and grow leaves day by day until it flourished, and suddenly I felt that the world seemed to have hope again. Holding up that headache book, it seemed that the familiar and unfamiliar words suddenly turned into notes, playing a wonderful tune in my mind.
Outside the window, there is a wisp of white clouds floating in the blue sky, the sun shines on the garden, and the flowers and plants form a beautiful picture. And that little tree actually bloomed fiery red flowers, like a beating heart, blooming its own beauty and enthusiasm in this beautiful scene.
Everything seems to be solved, and I always feel so relaxed and happy. Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, which is the most beautiful scenery.
Life is like summer flowers. I like to drink freshly squeezed juice and listen to pure music. I like to hold a duck down pillow when I am sleepy. I like to see people with clear smiles smile, without moisture and cracks.
In every spare day, I do some simple and happy things, reading, drinking tea and eating. One day, two days, I will continue this day, living in my own tiny happiness, without complaining, without grievances, excellent, excellent. ...
The temperature at five in the morning won't burn my skin. I am happy to prepare a nutritious breakfast for my parents who are going to work early! My favorite apple in the refrigerator has bottomed out. I need milk, and my lemon honey tea, my mother's favorite Shandong jujube! It seems good to go shopping in the supermarket alone. ...
Riding alone, the morning sun is warm and there is no scorching sun. Great ... the crowded scene in the vegetable market has not yet been staged. I can choose high-quality ingredients at will, otherwise it will be different. ...
Boys who see through cotton T-shirts walk aimlessly in the sun, watching slender fingers fiddle with transparent glasses, and watching the cat on the street corner frown disdainfully at the sun. Sometimes life is so simple that people want to laugh. The trace of the road marks growth, but it is a shackle that no one can escape.
I like to drink freshly squeezed juice and listen to pure music. When I am sleepy, I like to hold a duck down pillow. I like to watch people with clear smiles smile, without moisture and cracks. Although the days have been cut and copied like this, I am still happy ... My parents laugh at me every day for incubating eggs with psychology and pedagogy, and I will reply that it is healthier to leave eggs alone.
My life is trivial, warm and clean. Remember to cherish trifles and cut and paste happiness.
Life is like summer flowers. Everyone has their first time. Do you remember the first time you stood on the stage? Do you remember the applause you won for the first time?
Everyone has their own stage, which is a graceful dance; This is a beautiful song; Still fluent and extraordinary hosting style. Every child is an angel, and every child has a unique talent. When they shine on the stage, they will get the most beautiful applause.
Everyone's birth is like a brilliant bunch of flowers in summer, which never fades. They are shining constellations in the sky and extremely dazzling broken diamonds. When you dance in the palace, your skirt becomes a flower, like a butterfly dancing in spring; When you really sing on the stage, the sound forms a wind, like the warm spring wind; When you speak the host fluently in front of the stage, the gas field becomes a wave, which shocks the audience. The audience will give you the most beautiful applause.
The most beautiful applause is only when you really put your heart into it. The most beautiful applause is only when the audience appreciates you. It may not be the warmest applause, but it is the most beautiful ornament and scenery on our life.
The wind blows the petals like a broken fleeting time, and our smile wobbles under the light, but it is extremely brilliant and innocent. The applause from the audience was crisp and noisy, making a very beautiful sound.
Let's quietly emit unique light like summer flowers, win our own special and beautiful applause, become the epitome of flowers, and let us live like summer flowers.
Life is like summer flowers. Everyone is confused about the value of life.
There is an old saying in China that "a gentleman does not eat", but there is also "a gentleman can bend and stretch"; Some Li Bai couldn't stand a little injustice and said, "Alas, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking officials who never want to be seen with sincere faces?" There is also Gou Jian's humiliation; Xiang Yu was outspoken and committed suicide in Wujiang River; There is also Liu Bang, who swallowed his words and eventually became the king. Deng Xiaoping, the prime minister's belly punting; And Mao Zedong, who was forced to walk the 25,000-mile long March. Is life frank and resolute, or is it content with perfection and calm with temporary forbearance? Tagore said it well in two poems: "Life is as beautiful as summer flowers and death is as beautiful as autumn leaves." I think, isn't life just summer flowers and autumn leaves? A person's life cannot be vigorous and earth-shattering. I think: a person's life is like a summer flower, when it opens, he should show his beauty and release his personality; As a result, he silently contributed his savings; When you die, it is like a fallen leaf, floating away silently. I don't care what others say, and I don't care what traces I leave; Don't be too attached to money and power, and don't deliberately pursue inaction; Never mind the word-of-mouth after death, just ask yourself to have no regrets. Live a wonderful life and die a glorious death.
The ancients said that "it takes eight feet to get one foot in life", which makes sense to me. It is not to stifle people's upward spirit, but to warn people: know yourself and know yourself, and tailor your clothes. Life should have a goal to pursue, but be realistic. You don't need to pursue too high a height, just try your best.
I only have those abilities, and I have to desperately pursue unrealistic goals. As a result, my normal level didn't play out.
Life is like a summer flower. Everyone is born like a bright summer flower, blooming with unique beauty.
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When reading English magazines today, I came across a very interesting question: If you were asked to find a spokesperson for yourself in nature to show your personality characteristics and personality pursuit, who would you choose?
I suddenly felt confused and my mind was in a mess. I don't seem to know, or forget, what my true self is like, and I haven't thought about the future.
Let me ask you this question. She thought for a moment and said quietly, "I wish I could be like a sunflower." She guards the sun persistently. Even with a heavy burden, she will strive to pursue the light, never give up and always smile ... "
Suddenly, my heart seems to be touched by something, and the scales of the heart lake are layered. ...
At noon, I was lying in bed, and her shy figure appeared in my mind: Rose stood stubbornly in the wind, refused to lower her red face, but clung to each other. Flowers are lined with leaves, and leaves hold flowers, which embodies interest. In the dust, fragrance is wanton. Graceful, if fairy if spirit. I don't know if she has ever been confused, but what is certain is that she has never stopped blooming. No matter where I am, "I despise my fragrance" shines with a different light in a unique way.
Let me be like Bai Yutang, maybe I shed tears in failure, maybe I am lost in wandering, but I am trying to grow up, and my upward youth will eventually grow into the best appearance!
At our age, there are different kinds of beauty everywhere. Let me grow up like a wild rose and give off the fragrance of youth!
As Tagore said: We are all born like summer flowers.
Life is like summer flowers. 13 When the first ray of sunshine shines on the earth, when the first drop of spring rain moistens the grass. I want to enjoy the tenderness of sunshine and the comfort of spring rain, and release my limited youth and infinite vitality, just like the vibrant summer flowers.
If there is an afterlife, please let me be a splendid summer flower!
When the sun shines, I smile; When the rain surrounds me, I smile; When the breeze blows gently, I smile; When the wind blows, I smile. Birds chirped in the distance, so I listened; My feet were muddy and noisy, and I staggered. Whether it's the scorching sun or the clouds, whether it's the pouring rain or the flying sand and stones, I will bloom in the most beautiful posture in my short life.
If my life is about to die, please let me be a leisurely autumn leaf in Cang Sang!
At the age of 30, I leaned against the corner of the treetop, laughing at the birds teasing the vines and enjoying the rotation of the sun, the moon and the stars; Listen to the chorus of all things in nature and praise the fish swimming in the water. When I get old, I will quietly taste the accumulation of my life, laugh at the clouds and feel the honor and disgrace. Welcome the sunrise and sunset calmly, have a cup of light tea and enjoy the sweetness of time. If my life is about to disappear, I will land peacefully and safely, fall asleep happily, and wait for the first sunshine in the next world to wake me up.
The world goes on and on, fighting fearlessly at the age of Xia Hua, fighting for life! Let your life be as colorful as flowers in summer, let you reach the age of autumn leaves, take your time, be grateful and feel at ease.
"Life is like summer flowers, and death is like autumn leaves". As long as there is sunshine in life, there will be summer flowers swaying every day in life.
Life is like summer flowers. 14 "Gardenias bloom and bloom ……" On hearing this song, gardenias appeared in front of my eyes. Gardenia is white and pure, sitting there quietly like a white fairy, with sleeves on her shy face. When a gust of wind blows, it will make a rustling sound, and its laughter is like Wang Xifeng. "The powder contains spring, and the lips are not exposed." The petals danced with the wind, accompanied by the sound of the piano. Some gardenias that fell from trees fell from the sky like white snakes.
Expanded ice in summer can be said to be the most delicious food in the world. It's better than popsicles, and it quenches your thirst. A large group of children rushed into the store on their birthdays in summer and bought a Pumbaa with the money they got from their birthdays. I couldn't wait. I chatted with the clerk. "Is there a lot of puffed ice?" "That must be a lot. Our puffed ice is like a cake, and two people can't finish it. " The big pudding, the small pudding and Joe all disappeared from the child's mind. He just wants to wait for delicious puffed ice.
It was getting dark, a gust of wind roared, pouring rain poured out of Mr. Wuyun's mouth, and Father Lei joined the ranks. Lightning and thunder, the sky formed a beautiful scenery.
Life is like the sky, sometimes you smile, sometimes you get angry. Just like a song written by Pu Shu, life is like a summer flower.
Life is like summer flowers. 15 sit and watch the flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds roll and the clouds are comfortable. As time goes by, butterflies still fly at night. Looking back at those hurried loves, my frozen heart suddenly warmed up and bloomed like summer flowers.
When the drizzle like cow hair fell on the window sill of the classroom, I was extremely depressed, with a bright red 69-point test paper in my hand, and there was ridicule and sarcasm everywhere. More and more raindrops outside the window, banging on the window, also sank heavily in my heart. I walked out of the classroom like a puppet, and tears and rain urged me to rush home and accept the baptism of rain. What can we do? I didn't bring my umbrella. I gave a wry smile. "hey!" Just got the nerve to walk out of the school gate, a gentle voice stopped me. I froze and walked quickly forward. "Sorry, Mom, I didn't do well in the exam!" "Nothing, you just have to study hard. Learning is the most important thing. " My mother looked down at me and comforted me.
Mother is holding a diagonal umbrella, and half of her shoulders are soaked ... Mother's love is long-lasting, and friendship is lasting.
"Please begin to answer." As soon as a gentle and lovely female voice fell, there was a rustling sound in the classroom. "Shit, eraser!" I can't scream well. I packed my schoolbag in a hurry and forgot to bring my eraser. "What's the matter? Forgot to bring an eraser? " Sunny behind the desk glanced at my desk and asked. I left the pie mouth and nodded. At this moment, a brand-new eraser was handed to me: "Here, I have another one!" " "She waved an old eraser and smiled at me.