A smile is a flower. As long as it blooms, it will become a beautiful scenery around you. Smile is a flower, as long as it blooms, it will burn into a flame that reflects red and darkness; Smile is a flower, as long as it blooms, it will cast the quality of conquering others.
While eating, my sister accidentally knocked over a bowl of soup. The soup spilled all over my new clothes. In the face of the little girl who was at a loss in panic, I suppressed the storm that was about to flood and smiled. A family civil war in which chickens fly and dogs jump was melted by spring.
When I went to the post office to deliver the package, the salesperson looked cold at first. I controlled my dissatisfaction and asked with a smile. As soon as the salesperson changed his cold face, bright colors began to appear on his face. It is really "a smile can solve the Spring Festival Evening, and a smile can stay in spring."
Inadvertently quarreling with classmates. I met you on a narrow road and accidentally passed by like a stranger. I was willing to make up. Seeing the grass nodding at me and the flowers smiling at me, I took a few steps and smiled at her. She smiled and held out her right hand. The hands of the two men are tightly held together again, but they are just "indifferent smiles, grievances and enmities."
The grass on the roadside appeared, green. The wheat seedlings in the field turned green and shook their little heads playfully. Beautiful butterflies are flying around among the flowers, as if playing with passers-by. Dragonflies swept across the water with their wings sideways. The superb dancing skills of "Receiving Water" are admirable. Flowers are also competing to bloom, showing off their charming posture and pouring out their fragrance. You will find how beautiful the world is because of a smile!
Let our smile bloom, like a lamp, which can illuminate our way forward; Like a pot of charcoal fire, it can warm our hearts; Like a spring rain, it can nourish our hearts.
Smile is always the winner. Who wants to laugh awkwardly? Let the smile bloom on our faces forever, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, or wind, frost, rain and snow. Set off a beautiful smiling face, revealing a fragrant and touching atmosphere; Swaying a graceful, gorgeous and moving gesture; Bloom a beautiful, noble and touching charm.
Let our smiles bloom, bloom on our own faces and bloom on others' faces! Let the magic flower of smile bloom more and more brightly.
On the path made of rocks, there is a small flower floating, and they return the stone's cold reception with a golden smile. They believe that the stone will germinate, and they will return with a rough smile, slightly blooming the purest beauty.
On a summer night, walking on the stone road in the country, when everything is calm, caress yourself to smell the natural breath. Doubt? What are these points? Little by little, the faint light is a group of fireflies! They fly, they shine with their own faint light, showing a kind of harmony. The bird stopped in the tree and chirped and advised, "It's so late! It's time for the shadow to go home, and no one will thank you! Why bother? " Fireflies just smile, and the corners of their mouths are slightly beautiful. You don't understand, I belong to the darkness, and I belong to the darkness.
Snails carry heavy shells and climb inaccessible branches. The oriole stood on the branch and sneered, "The grapes are far from ripe!" "But it just smiled and said," When I climb the grapes, I will be mature. "As it said, it didn't stop at all. The place where it climbed was crystal clear, sparkling and slightly blooming with different colors.
Perhaps, everyone is a small wild flower in the grass all over the sky, so small that he ignores his own beauty. The train passed by and took away our tender memories. On a rainy night, nourished by raindrops, we opened our petals, small and in full bloom, bravely facing the blow of wind and rain.
After the storm, the grass was dotted with wild flowers, and unknown wild flowers were everywhere, which turned into beautiful spring.
I once loved eternal beauty and the beauty of life, but they were incompatible. Eternal beauty, too gorgeous, without emotion. Although the beauty of life is emotional, it is only ashes in the end.
Slightly blooming, simple and true, slightly blooming beauty, in the golden sunshine, wrapped our whole heart.
It doesn't have to be as gorgeous as a rose, as long as it is a slightly blooming flower.
When the road behind me is drifting away from me, there will always be a few wild flowers waking up from the darkness and blooming slightly, representing beauty and life.
One day, you will become the most beautiful scenery in the world.
Students, like summer flowers!
In April, the blooming kapok jumps on the branches like a naughty firebird, and the breeze blows, which makes people feel a kind of enthusiasm and passion.
What kind of pain have you experienced behind this bloom?
Last spring, there were several kapok saplings in the park near my home. A few weeks later, the sapling gradually grew branches, and the thumb-sized flower bones appeared on the branches, with a touch of red in the green, bathed in warm sunshine and growing happily.
Since last year, in order to cope with physical education class in the senior high school entrance examination, I have come to the park to practice pull-ups every day.
At first, everything was easy. "One, two, three ..." I jumped down and had a rest. Whenever this time, I will sit down and carefully knock on these kapok trees next to me. The cool breeze is blowing gently. They see my old friend on the branch, as if shaking their bodies, smiling and waving to me.
I remember that night, it was stormy and rainy, and beads of rain the size of beans slammed on the glass. The next day, I stepped on the wet ground and came to the park as usual, but I saw the misery of the kapok tree: the original strong kapok tree hung down its powerful arms, and the branches of the kapok tree hung down its head listlessly, as if it had lost its vitality. I stood there, speechless for a long time.
That day when I was practicing pull-ups, I accidentally fell down because my equipment was slippery and I didn't hold the pole steady. Spread out the palm of your hand, the stinging cocoon can't stand the friction and break, and the blood is not stopped. I quickly used paper to stop the bleeding.
Every practice since then, I have a lingering fear. I felt a sharp pain when I touched the wound when I grabbed the pole. What shall we do? I'm getting anxious.
It was a weekend morning and the park was crowded with people. In the bright sunshine, kapok is in full bloom and the trees are red. The densely staggered branches are full of flowers, like burning torches. Her unique aura and charming beauty brought people a surprise of jumping. I am deeply shocked. What a tenacious life this is!
I was lost in thought. They can still blossom after the wind and rain. Can't I? Thought of here, my eyes firmly down, walked to the edge of the equipment, started a new exercise. ...
The pain remains the same, but the heart is firmer.
Finally, I got full marks in the physical education test in the senior high school entrance examination. Next to this kapok tree, I overcame myself, the pain, and the glory after my blooming.
The breeze blew away the traces of wind and rain, leaving the enthusiasm of the trees.
Nietzsche once compared himself to the sun, but it turns out that he is neither the sun nor God, but a complete madman. In fact, there is only one sun and one god, and we, just ordinary people, are doing ordinary things, but no matter how ordinary and humble we are, we should all shine.
It's not funny that a small flower shines on a superstar. What's really funny is the man who can't even shine himself. How can an ordinary person do nothing all his life because of being ordinary, and how can he give up progress and hope because of being ordinary?
No matter who you are, you should shine. Maybe this light is not bright, but at least you have tried to light your own light. Although we all know that few people can really become superstars, we can't give up shining!
Born in the ordinary, but not satisfied with the ordinary, it is what we should do to strive to shine our own brilliance. In the University of Hong Kong, there is an old lady in her nineties who has been working as a dormitory manager for decades, but it is such an ordinary job that she has won the respect of all the teachers and students. She does her job well and serves everyone silently. Finally, the University of Hong Kong awarded her a lifetime honorary bachelor's degree. She is ordinary and simple, but she still shines with her own brilliance and exerts her greatest value. Who can say that she is not the sun?
We are all ordinary people, but we should all do ordinary things to the best like her. This is the real color of China.
CCTV once interviewed a cleaner, who commented on her work like this: "I get up at four o'clock every morning to clean the streets, and I am very happy to see people walking on clean streets."
Ordinary people are doing ordinary work, but he is serious and responsible, and he is also beautiful and shining.
We are all ordinary people, but we should not be idle, should not cry because of the low voice, should not cry because of the dim light! Burn out our lives, we should make every effort to shine the light of our own lives!
Flowers in nature, no matter beautiful or ugly, big or small, no matter where they bloom, will strive to bloom and show their brilliance to the world. Flowers are like this, and so are people. Everyone, regardless of innate conditions, no matter where they are, should present their most beautiful side and reflect their greatest value. (viewpoint)
We can't decide our innate conditions, our position and our position, but like flowers, we can make full use of our acquired efforts to show our value and bloom ourselves. The so-called blooming yourself means trying to show your strengths, show your beauty and make your life more meaningful. (explain the problem)
Only by blooming yourself can you release your potential and bring surprises to yourself and the world. Tai Lihua, who has been deaf since childhood, has been recognized by the world through hard training with her love and persistence in dance. Although she was born disabled, she finally succeeded with her own ideals and unremitting efforts. Tai Lihua successfully bloomed herself, let the world appreciate her graceful dancing and get to know this beautiful deaf-mute girl. She is like a plum on a cliff. Although not as good as the peony in the garden, she is still indomitable, struggling to rush out of the rocks, and finally ushered in her own flowering period.
Bloom yourself, you can make yourself brilliant in the ordinary and make your life extraordinary. Ordinary Li, with infinite attachment to his hometown, stayed in his hometown to see a doctor for the villagers. The villagers' family is not very good. Many times, Li treated the villagers almost unrequited, with no regrets. Her selflessness touched the villagers and the whole of China. In ordinary efforts, Li's flower of life has quietly blossomed. This beautiful flower not only lights up the hope of life for the villagers, but also embodies the lofty value of her life.
Bloom yourself, you can let others share your beauty and feel your beauty in the process of making yourself more beautiful. The post-80s volunteers, affectionately known as the "Bird's Nest Generation", not only showed themselves through their hard work and warm smiles, but also made people around the world feel the most cordial greetings from Beijing and China through smiles. Volunteers contribute their meager strength to the Olympic Games without asking for anything in return, so as to show their value and the meaning of life. They are like wild chrysanthemums on the roadside, unremarkable. However, when many wild chrysanthemums gather into a sea of flowers, we will be amazed at their beauty, the strength of many flowers, and the vitality and beauty they bring around.
Let yourself shine and add luster to life through your own efforts, which is the inspiration that flowers bring us. So, bloom yourself, make yourself dazzling and add charm to the world!
Bloom topic composition article 6 "There are several plums in the corner, and cold ling is alone. I know from a distance that it is not snow, because it has a faint fragrance. " In the ice and snow, plum blossoms still bloom proudly, not afraid of cold and difficulties, emitting a refreshing fragrance. As a middle school student, we should not be afraid of difficulties, be brave in struggle, and let our life bloom beautiful and gorgeous flowers!
Didn't Mr. Yuan Longping, the father of hybrid rice in China, just produce beautiful flowers? He set up the ideal of being a gardener when he was a child. When he grew up, he found that eating in China was still a problem, so he devoted himself to the research of "hybrid rice" almost every day, regardless of the cold and heat. Countless sweat and efforts have finally developed a high-yield hybrid rice-a magic weapon to solve the problem of food and clothing for China people. He spent most of his life working hard just to produce the most gorgeous flowers.
So is the famous movie star Stallone. He loves movies. In order to become an excellent actor, he found a director to make a movie with his own script, but because he is not famous, no director promised him. How persistent he was-rejected 120 times, and finally the director agreed to give it a try. So he rehearsed harder, demanding perfection in every detail, and was finally recognized by the director and the audience, becoming the most shining star of that period. In order to make the ideal flower bloom, he is not afraid of setbacks and goes forward bravely.
They pursue their dreams and are not afraid of hardship. Isn't this valuable spirit worth learning?
Before flowers bloom, we should constantly absorb nutrients, experience spring, summer, autumn and winter, bathe in the sun and experience wind and rain. We also need hard work and sweat to make life blossom beautiful flowers. I like music since I was a child, especially saxophone. I started to learn saxophone when I was 9 years old, but I couldn't play it at all. I am so depressed that I even want to give up. But I like it. I want the ideal flowers to bloom! So I persisted. I can only play a few notes for half a year, but I keep practicing every day, boring long tone training, annoying pronunciation practice ... I can finally play a complete song and finally play it correctly. After four years of study, I finally passed saxophone level 6. Looking at the exquisite certificate, I almost burst into tears-this is a small flower blooming in my life! I hope this flower will continue to bloom, more brilliant and more gorgeous!
The process of flowering is not always smooth, and most of them will encounter all kinds of difficulties. Only by overcoming difficulties and working hard can we succeed. I believe, my friends, that we can produce the most beautiful flowers!
In early spring, it is cool, like a drop of ink injected into a spring, which contains countless clouds and clouds.
Walking on that familiar road, recalling the confidence when I entered the examination room and the loneliness now, my heart seems to be half cold. The newly sprouted grass on the roadside seems to have bent down again, and the flowers have bowed their heads. The students are talking and laughing, and it seems that I am completely different from this world when I am silent at this time. When I walked under the tree, some dead leaves that had not yet returned to the soil fell from the tree with flowers. I caught one, and the lines on it are still clearly visible, which seems to tell the vitality of the past. With a light touch, the flat leaf cracked and I put it back under the tree. The world seems to be gloomy in an instant, and my heart has added a trace of sadness.
I trudged home, opened the door, silently returned to my room and leaned against the bed. The bright red score on the test paper in my mind has become particularly dazzling, and tears are quietly brewing. I came to the balcony, immersed in this gloom, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the new green in the corner shadow, stretching freely in this gray world, so vivid, as if bringing a little comfort and a little vitality to my heart. Yes-Milan, my father brought it back at the end of last year. I put it in the middle of the balcony and forgot it after a few days of freshness. After the final exam, I found that its leaves had withered. I moved it to an amazing corner, and at this moment, Milan has ushered in a new life after the storm. I dried my tears and looked at the new buds on the branches. I can't help feeling in my heart that my little body has survived the hot summer, the long late autumn and the cold winter but still grasped the washing of spring, gained a new life and bloomed the brilliance of life. The sun finally came out and filled the balcony. Milan in the corner tried to absorb a little warmth and shake the intoxicating green in that ray of sunshine.
Looking at Milan in front of me, a smile bloomed on her lips. I picked up my pen, faced the red fork and began to look for my mistakes. I think I still have a chance, and I will shine my brilliant light.
In the mid-term exam a week later, I looked at the satisfactory score on the test paper, went to the balcony and looked at Milan again in the sun. Its branches have a few more tender leaves and a yellow flower, a flower that can't be smaller. I looked at it carefully. There are several dewdrops on the crystal-clear petals, which are so beautiful. As long as I work hard, it will blossom.
The road to youth is still very long. There must be many ups and downs, hardships and failures waiting for me, but I believe that as long as I work hard silently and give my heart to the sun, nothing will knock me down. I want to bloom youth!
There is a horse running in the aspirant's body, and its unruly sideburns are flowing. He insisted on sprinkling boiling blood in this desolate place, and the horseshoe would step on the free and open wild flowers. ...
Iron-plate copper pipa, following Dongpo's singing of the great river;
Meiqin is sad, but in the Southern Song Dynasty, Hebei, Mo flew south with Hongyan.
You, the golden horse of your life, are so proud to look at the sword when you are drunk. You ignored the king's world affairs and gained fame after his death. What a charm; Like Dongpo and Vu Thang Wu Mu, you are more affectionate to Qu Yuan than Li Bai. You are destined to write an unprecedented myth and leave an unforgettable legend for future generations. You make us look forward to ...
However, you were born at the wrong time.
The country is ruined, and the hair falls quietly on your head like snow. You are willing to recover the rivers and mountains, but you can't volunteer; You recommended yourself to the court, but no one cares. But you didn't give up, and the patriotic blood still bloomed like spring flowers! Your ideal is like this blooming flower, still full of hope!
You summoned 5,000 militiamen to fight Land Rover and recover large areas of lost land. But in the end, due to lack of strength, no final victory was achieved. You are angry, you shout, you sigh that the ideal of blooming quietly fades, and you finally express your helplessness on a windy night. You said that your life was destined to be lonely. In the cold autumn when the wind was rustling and the west wind was cold, you said that your life was destined to be bumpy, and the generals were destined to go into battle and face the sky, screaming at the top of their lungs. Who * * * I was drunk with the bright moon. However, you didn't sink, because you firmly believe that the flower of victory will eventually bloom and you will eventually recover your country's territory. You recruited soldiers and attacked Hu again and again, and finally opened the most brilliant flower in your life.
You let future generations remember. ...
Civil servants don't love money, and officers are willing to die. If it's fair, why did the Song Dynasty go south?
These allegations are groundless. The house of loyalty and righteousness is full of mountains, and people are willing to stay long. When will the spirit of China come to the North?
You are loyal to your country, ambitious and lofty. With a wave of your spear, Land Rover surrendered. In a low voice, the mountains and rivers are restored. You made Yue Jiajun famous, and you made "Man Jiang Hong" bloom for thousands of years. You know, the emperor is fatuous, and the treacherous court official is in power. It is not easy to return my motherland to me, and it is not easy to move my hometown here, but you still fought on the battlefield with that passion and let your ideals bloom in history. Hurry up, hurry up, the final lost ground is just around the corner. You rushed up without hesitation ... but you were ruthlessly blocked by those twelve gold medals ... Although it was dark for centuries, you made history remember the essence of the ideal flower for thousands of years.
Let the ideal flower bloom, not only a slogan, but also a kind of motivation. The flowers of the past have blossomed, just like a distant dream, and the gentle breath is at arm's length, lingering into a smoky tomorrow. Let the ideal take us on the road and let the ideal bloom in June!
The most beautiful flower in my eyes does not belong to the very beautiful Luoyang peony, nor to the world-famous red rose, but to pumpkin flowers planted by my grandmother in her own small vegetable garden.
Grandma's small vegetable garden is my "Herb Garden". In my memory, I spent many wonderful times there. There are flowers and plants everywhere. There are singing crickets, bees flying around collecting pollen, and occasionally dragonflies flying around. But what fascinates me most is the dazzling pumpkin flowers. I can't tell how they bloom, as if overnight, a trumpet-shaped yellow flower bloomed in every corner of the garden, covered with a long fence, and the golden and transparent petals were as bright as the sun. They bloom ordinary and warm, just like my grandmother-unknown but very tenacious, warm and inspiring me when I was a child.
I remember that on that summer night touched by the breeze, my grandmother sat on a cane chair and told me about these flowers: "When I was a child, you looked at this little flower, which was obviously so inconspicuous but tenacious." If you can drive in this barren land, what else can you get through? "pumpkin flowers has such a unique position in grandma's heart. I didn't have such a deep understanding at that time. It was not until one night last year 10 that we suddenly learned that grandma was seriously ill and immediately flew back to Zaozhuang with my parents. I didn't expect to see grandma for the last time.
Grandma left at the age of 79. I can't believe that I can't accept that grandma who hugged me and hurt me left me forever. I will never hear her voice or see her smile again. For a long time, I was immersed in the grief of losing my grandmother.
I came to the "Herb Garden" belonging to my grandmother and me alone, and once again I saw a piece of pumpkin flowers, my grandmother's favorite pumpkin flowers, still blooming. I have passed away, but my grandmother's love and admiration for me, like this pumpkin flowers, will bloom every spring, year after year, becoming a totem that will never fade in my memory.
At that moment, I couldn't help reaching out and touching these flowers. Such a small and light flower nestles in my palm. Grandma's words just broke into my heart at the moment-I realized that she was using flowers to inspire me not to feel inferior because of the ordinary, to bloom bravely, and there will always be my own wonderful. Behind it is the essence of her life experience, and it is also a deep treasure for my younger generation.
The brave blooming moss captured Yuan Mei's heart, so there was a beautiful poem "Although the moss is as small as rice, it also blooms like peony". And this pumpkin flowers, which bears the friendship between our grandparents and grandchildren, has become a flower in my heart forever. Therefore, its blooming is my most unforgettable.