Insist on the persistence in your heart.
600-word persistent composition | 20 14-05-04 13:54
Tagore said: only through hellish tempering can we forge the power to create heaven; Only bloody fingers can play the swan song of the world. -inscription
I can't get rid of the sea of questions. Since I entered the third grade, I have little time to devote myself to my favorite reading of Yue. I am woken up by the alarm clock at five o'clock every day, and I am put to sleep by my parents at eleven thirty in the evening. Just like a gyro, I turn and turn every day. Occasionally, I saw my classmates raving about "things outside the window" and teachers' harsh words, so I swept past and pounced on them. So I did it before the day came out, and the day came out to rest, so I fluttered, struggled and struggled in the sea of suffering. Despite this every day, the result was "closed for several months", just like the stock market in the following autumn, all the way down. Many big exams, many capsizes-why do I always get hurt? Maybe the "sea of problems" is not full, or you swim too slowly? Tired and sad, I began to complain about the injustice of life. Why didn't your efforts get any reward? Why do you study so hard? Why on earth? Why? ..... Once you enter the misunderstanding in your mind, you are like a lost child, alone in the forest, "looking around", but it is difficult to find your way.
During that time, I just complained, sighed and endured with such a sad face.
Finally one day, parents can't see the past. Why did their son become so sighing, lost and decadent? They muttered for a while, and then another bad luck was placed on my bedside-a thick stack of literary classics. I can't laugh or cry. I'm talking about the sea, but I'm going to climb the mountain of books! Looking at the poems and novels that haven't been turned over for a long time and smelling the ink all over the room, well, I can't learn anymore anyway. I can't swim out of the sea or climb mountains? So, I opened the thinnest one. ...
The unrestrained Su Daxue paced up and down in front of me. He saw through my heart: living in Huangcheng, he wanted to bring wine with the wind, attracting the yellow sky to sigh the hero. In the past, the scenery of the Bianhe River was hard to hide, and success or failure was unpredictable. This hatred is endless, and he is responsible for his own life. I want to learn from his lofty self-confidence, the twists and turns of his love, his persistence in hard work, his face of all gains and losses, and his peaceful spiritual oasis. Being demoted to Hangzhou, he enjoyed himself-green bamboo branches and green grass shoes, and his eyes were only autumn water and blue waves. I really want to ask him, "Don't you complain?" "Are you willing to be demoted?" "Don't you want to achieve great things?" As the book proves, I seem to hear his answer: "No! The road ahead is smooth, what should come will eventually come, and what should go will eventually go. How can I take it seriously? " If I have thoughts, maybe I should learn to face failure and failure calmly. It seems that my lament and loss are not worth it at all, but a waste.
Yellow sand flying, confused, I just bowed my head and hurried on, suddenly found someone waving to me, isn't that Taibai poet fairy? Wearing a gown, I want to hang it down. He is more elegant in the dust! After some reminiscence and a few courtesy, I realized that he had experienced too many disappointments, but all the way was full of hope. Servant dust, he still clearly sees his way. I watched the great poet pass by me with admiration, and I understood his courage and perseverance of "Oh, how can I grovel to a powerful person". He faced fame and fortune calmly, struggled to go his own way, and even sang "I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, come back!" " Along the way, so open-minded, so open-minded, so that I can not eliminate the doubts in my heart: are you really born, or really joined the WTO? The official road is not satisfactory and the fate is not good. Can you face it? Are you so stubborn, just keep going? In the middle of the night, I watched the poet drift away: "there are so many injustices in the world, why slander them?" Let's pour it into the intestines, shout righteousness, drink for seven minutes, and then return to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and I will stand in the middle! "
I was speechless. I didn't know whether I was moved, reflected or meditated. The ancients faced the test of success or failure and life and death. What about me? Just doing what you should do, but listless, complaining everywhere, desolate everywhere. I also have my own dreams. I also hope that the oasis in my heart is colorful. I want to be so calm in the journey of life forever. I'm only a teenager! You must learn to share, you must learn to walk, and you must learn to plant flowers and trees on the oasis of your heart.
The sky remains the same, but I am no longer the original me. The problem is still surging, and it is no longer a sea of suffering. The book is still turning, and it is no longer a knife mountain. Nine times out of ten, life is not satisfactory. Learn to be calm, and life is no longer difficult. Just be calm. It made me learn to face all the frustrations and setbacks in the storm of life in the years of growing up, and learn to guard the persistence in my heart.