Sad and beautiful love always makes people yearn, like a cup of poison, which breaks the heart of the drinker.
I have always believed that the person the Monkey King loves should be Bai Jingjing. How much love does it take to realize the moonlight reincarnation and time reversal again and again? How many years of affection can you span? Therefore, I have been stubbornly waiting for the first person who loves me as the Monkey King loves Bai Jingjing.
Loneliness 500 years ago
"I'm not the Monkey King, so I'm not picky, so please forgive me for disowning you all my life."
"okay. I forgive you. In the next life, you must find me before me and fall in love with you. "
Buddha said: Looking back 500 times in the past life brings us an acquaintance in this life.
"Master, master, why do you want to call it' the devil on earth'?"
"This demon does all kinds of evil."
This is the first question I asked Master when I was 8 years old and worshiped in the Tang House. The master sighed and stroked my head and said, "Never again. You can't understand everything in this world. Sometimes things that are too clear are not a good thing. "
I looked at the back of the master with my eyes open, but I couldn't understand this sentence for a long time.
Ten years is just a moment.
2. Start with a lucky miss and end with an unfortunate miss. Writing a composition is also a kind of beauty.
Missed the morning glow, missed the noon sun, missed the splendor in the sunset, missed the twilight, and perhaps missed the charming moonlight.
I missed the romance of spring, the boldness of summer, the richness of autumn, the coolness of winter, and perhaps the gap between spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Miss the innocence of childhood, miss the ignorance of teenagers, miss the excitement of teenagers, miss the dignity of middle age, and maybe the peace of old age.
I missed two childhood conjectures, my first love, my love for each other, my intimacy, and perhaps meeting and knowing each other beyond reality and spirit.
There will always be so many misses in life, sometimes it will make the cloud cry, the wind stop, the spring, summer, autumn and winter stagnate, and life will be full of affection. Anyone who has suffered from missing knows that missing for a while may lead to loneliness all his life. But what can we do? People can't let themselves live in emotions.
In this world, there are countless spring rains, countless mornings, countless fallen leaves and countless heavy snows. It's not just this one that's missed. There are countless kinds of perfection, and not everyone is perfect; Countless defects, each with a defect.
There are too many things to miss in life, too many troubles and too many helplessness. Inadvertently, many beautiful memories passed us by, blowing in the wind. But we might as well think of it this way. It is because of missing that everything seems so emotional, unforgettable and precious to you. If it becomes a reality forever, looking back, maybe everything seems so dull. Therefore, missing in a certain sense. It is a different kind of beauty. Just as Venus is beautiful because she lacks arms, we find perfection because we choose too many misses. If it weren't for this past missing, how could there be missing growing day and night in the dusty heart? How can there be buds blooming quietly on the emotional wasteland?
Then let's think of missing as a kind of beauty. Let's turn it into a diamond in the depths of our minds, quietly collect it in the deepest part of our hearts, and show ourselves to struggle with hope and longing for the afterlife. In every missed day, in every waiting moment, we all spend every day of our life happily. Can such yearning be understood as a different kind of beauty?
3. Excuse me, if you want to write an argumentative essay "unfortunately changed", how should you write a respected teacher and dear students:
Hello everyone! Today, the title of the story I want to tell you is "Happy Change". On the afternoon of September 5th, the school organized us to watch "New Changes in Life" in the situational education classroom. From "train speeding up" to "shed reform project", from an ordinary person's "account book story" to "rural tuition and fees reduction", from "universal education" to "radio and television coverage", vivid audio-visual pictures and vivid data comparison make us truly feel the rapid development of a better life.
Today, our hometown Putian has also undergone earth-shaking changes. The dusty dirt road disappeared, and the flat and open cement road appeared. Low, dark houses have disappeared, and tall, bright buildings have sprung up. A backward town, which is dominated by agriculture, is gradually developing into a modern port city.
The changes in Putian are like speeding wheels! Just say my neighbor Bai Yang! When I was in kindergarten, he was forced to make a living and rode a tricycle to start a hard life of running around. I remember one hot summer, my mother and I rode a tricycle in Bai Yang. I clearly saw Bai Yang panting and sweating. I can't help but say, "Mom, Bai Yang is so tired. Let's not take Bai Yang's car next time! " I turned to Bai Yang and said, "Bai Yang, can't you change to a car that is not tired?" After listening to my words, Bai Yang didn't say a word, but still struggled to pedal his tricycle.
Two years later, I went to grade one. Bai Yang replaced the shabby human tricycles with a brand-new electric tricycle. In his spare time, Bai Yang also likes to sit in the car and read newspapers. He also keeps some newspapers in the car for passengers to read.
This year's Spring Festival, my parents and I are going to visit my grandfather's house. At the intersection of Meiyuan, we stopped a taxi and the driver turned out to be Bai Yang! I was shocked that Bai Yang actually started a "taxi"? In the past, Bai Yang looked haggard, but now he is wearing a suit and tie, and his face is full of spring breeze. Looking at my puzzled face, Bai Yang smiled: "Son! What a surprise. I, Bai Yang, have a good time now! I really changed to a "not tired" car! "
Bai Yang's words deeply touched me, the carriage was warm and harmonious, the carriage was noisy and prosperous, and the wide cement road. The endless stream of vehicles, all these changes, in today's view, have a deeper meaning. Feel the wheels flying, flying is people's increasingly happy life!
Students, growing up in such a good era of rapid development, can you not deeply love this magical golden land? Can you give a * * * and motivation to learn from your heart?
Friends, a beautiful blueprint has been drawn, waiting for us to set sail and go forward bravely. We have reason to believe that Putian's tomorrow will be more brilliant and more brilliant!
4. Composition "Some regrets don't have to be regretted" Regret is a bitter candy, and sweetness is its aftertaste. Li Bai's life career was not smooth, and his fate was bitter. However, his lofty sentiments of "five golden flowers, a thousand golden flowers, giving them to the boy for wine" and his free and easy "Oh, how can I solemnly bow and scrape to the dignitaries who never suffer" have made many literati yearn for it; It is a pity that Tao Yuanming resigned, but his elegance of "picking chrysanthemums under the hedge and seeing Nanshan leisurely" has made many people bang. They abandoned the bitter coat and appreciated the sweetness behind the regret, so their lives became beautiful and extraordinary.
Regret can sometimes be an advantage. A boy with a broken left arm asked the coach to wrestle, and the coach just asked him to repeat an action. He unexpectedly won the championship in a competition. He was confused and asked the coach for advice. The coach told him that the only way to crack this trick is to grab the opponent's left arm, which is exactly what the coach taught him.
Regret is also a kind of beauty, you don't have to regret your appearance, you have a sincere heart; There is no need to regret the slip now, and tomorrow's success will be more brilliant. Water doesn't have to regret for its weakness, it can feed everything and nourish the whole life; Bees don't have to regret being born thin, and the honey brewed is deeply loved by the people.
Regret is not incompetence, but another gain; Regret is not weakness but another form of greatness; Regret is not a setback, but a pursuit in another direction.
Regret is a kind of beauty, a kind of beauty beyond the normal state, with shocking power, amazed at the magic of everything. This kind of beauty is more desirable and attractive to pursue. Faced with the regret that many flowers fall into English, we are quite sad; In the face of today's slip, we will always regret it; Facing the poor family, we are quite heartbroken. However, if we can explore the unique beauty behind sadness, regret and heartache, life will become beautiful and attractive.
In the face of regret, please explore the beauty and welcome the future with a different mood.
Regret is a seemingly real and ethereal thing: it is the bright moon reflected in the water; This is a grand but ultimately dissipated dream; It is a kind of elegant ephedra; It is a leafy fruit tree and cannot bear fruit; It is a melodious but slightly sad song; It is a team with neat lineup but lacking soul; This article is full of suspense but has no ending.
It was a magical football match, always taking the initiative on the field, but eventually losing the final score; He is a war. Although he won many battles, he was defeated in the end. It's the wind Although it is whistling, it is always mixed with a burning feeling; It thundered! Although roaring, it has never been accompanied by a little rain; It's electricity Although tearing hysterically, it failed to tear a dark cloud.
Regret is a kind of psychological feeling: it is the regret that you found yourself going in the wrong direction after you walked through Qian Shan; It was after you built the skyscraper that you found that you didn't regret installing the elevator; It is the sadness that you set a chess game, confidently face your opponent, and finally get killed. It is the helplessness of the ancients who failed for nine years; They are Su Shi's self-consolation that "people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine"; It is Chunyu Kun's exhortation to Qi Weiwang that "too much wine leads to chaos, too much pleasure leads to sorrow".
It is a feeling that makes you feel extremely happy and extremely sad; It is a feeling that makes you feel ups and downs; It's a feeling that makes you feel completely enlightened.
It is a feeling that everyone will have, which will make some people realize the wisdom that "the full moon will lose, and the water will overflow"; It will make some people realize the truth that "gold is not enough, and no one is perfect".
Unfortunately, it is another medicine! Strong people use it as a tonic and work hard; Cowardly people used it as an anesthetic and never recovered.
What are we going to do with it? What should we take it for? I think everyone should think.
Failure is the mother of success, so there is no need to regret it.
5. It's a pity that the primary school composition is not my 420-word "It's a pity that it's not me". June and June, the solstice of summer, the rain fell and my heart went with the wind.
Pedestrians in the street are busy planning the festive atmosphere and buying delicious food, fun and fun. Perhaps, for them, this is called a festival. For me, there is a wordless desolation in the festival.
Turn on the stereo and make a cup of forget-me-not scented tea sent by the moon thousands of miles away. When I knocked down this title, I suddenly remembered the early autumn two years ago. I also wrote a similar title. Compared with that time, the mood at this time can only be described as tasteless.
Tasteless, not tasteless, but, no matter how bitter and astringent, you can laugh it off, just like floating clouds, hanging in the sky, and disappeared when the wind blows. Tasteless, not unconscious, but more experience and knowledge, all ideas are easily accepted by reality, just like, the person who is with you and walks hand in hand to the end is not me.
This season's rain came a little unprepared and got wet all over. For a moment, I remembered that when we parted at the station last year, you stood in the dark with an umbrella and looked at me, then turned around and left. Looking at the increasingly blurred figure and hearing the shouts of the conductor, I walked back to the platform. The raindrops like raindrops hit me hard, and my backpack became heavier and heavier, and my pace became heavier and heavier.
It is not easy to get together. After a 34-hour drive, I endured the paralyzing bitterness and greeted you in the rain, just to give you a warmth and stay in the fast famine year. If I am in this city, can I always accompany you and occasionally sit on a wooden stool, listening to the wind and singing? If I am not far from you, will I hold your hand and walk side by side in the sunset, enjoy the ups and downs of the four seasons, and lead a drunken life? Unfortunately, I was filled with joy, filled with * * *, thousands of miles away, caught in the rain and fell in a big mess.
How I hope that one day, I can stand in front of your eyes and complain with a little resentment: I still come to your side with gossip on my back, just to protect your happiness in the name of friendship. Yes, just friendship, or true feelings, nothing else.
The train arrived on time, and I set foot on my way home with regret, as if my heart had suddenly fallen into the abyss. It turns out that if I don't want what I want, I can get it. Even if I have a heart without regrets, I may not be able to have feelings without regrets.
Second, it is still midsummer, and the time is sandwiched between the end of May and the beginning of June. Once again, parting is in the busy street. You count down, I'll step back on the road and want to retreat to a place you can't see. As soon as I took the first step, my heart softened and hurt. What will you do if you can't see me? If I can't see you, I will definitely search the whole city.
Or go ahead, hold your hand and stand on the left. You smile in the wind, and laughter penetrates your heart. If we don't leave, can we enjoy the comfort of summer, a breeze, a sky and a flower umbrella, and then talk to each other and forget the world of mortals? The road ahead is endless, and I want to go on with you like this, sometimes silently, sometimes exhorting, sometimes regretting, sometimes extravagant.
If I can stay, will there be a touch of color in your life, even if it is faint, as long as it can be engraved on the time machine and on the milestone, I will be satisfied. Branches on both sides, swaying, fluttering the melody of parting, getting closer and closer, and the heart is getting more and more chaotic.
Although your smile masks my worries, I still hope to see a trace of sadness on your face. Only in this way, I will take this hanging heart, go on the road safely and return with peace of mind.
Because, I don't want to upset you. The yellow taxi, following the direction of the wind, passed by, stretched out his hand and stopped, turned around and said to you, honey, I'm leaving.
I really want to go this time. I bent down and got into the car seat, afraid to look back at you, for fear of choking and affecting my body and mind. Last time I watched you leave, this time you watched me, so nobody owes anyone.
You are in the wind, thin figure, I can't bear to see more, every time I turn back, I will struggle. Sigh only sighs, we are a south, a north, a long distance, testing two dependent hearts again and again.
When I arrived at the station and passed the security check, I quickly edited a message: I will visit you every summer, no matter where you are in the city, no matter where you are, there will be my shadow. I think that people who treat each other sincerely will certainly be able to abide by this agreement, and the period will be as scheduled every year.
I don't want to stop at this corner to accompany you. At the same time, I am old, don't ask the fleeting time, live in the depths of the world of mortals, don't ask right or wrong, and spend the rest of my life with the sunset. Unfortunately, it wasn't me. You said that everyone has their own happy home, and we should all be fine.
Yes, if so, I can only lock this luxury in this city. From then on, I will paint this land as a prison. The rain in the three towns is continuous, regardless of the day. You know, this kind of scene is always prone to faint sadness. There is no reason, no reason, but I have a special attachment to rainy days.
The night before, I stood by the window, curled up in a corner, listening to the sound of rain, recalling my picture in the rain curtain, thinking and laughing. What kind of tenderness should be used to give poetic words to those warm little plots? At this time, the mobile phone rang, and I unexpectedly received thoughtful greetings from Ruoxi and Jinger: Are you in a good mood on rainy days? Even they know that if the sky cries, my heart will be wet and I can't find the source, but the days related to you are rainy.
Although my heart is bitter, my reply to them is an understatement: "Everything is fine." I think these four words are enough to represent my mood. I hope everything will be fine with you on the other side.
On a rainy night, it is an unspeakable mood, tangled thoughts, which can't be solved, can't be explained clearly, but I'm sure you know it. Because I know, I know everything in it, even the slightest fluctuation.
Dear, please forgive me: I can't be by your side and hold an umbrella for you on rainy days. On a sunny day, I can't be by your side to shade you. I can't be by your side on windy days, listening to the wind with you, and I can't be by your side when it thunders. I told you, don't be afraid. I still can't cross that wall, that thick heart wall, I can only hope that one day,
6. What do you regret about what you don't know? Write a composition to thank your mother.
There is the greatest love in the world, and that is maternal love! There is one person in the world who deserves our reward most, and that is mother!
Yes, I'll be nine years old in a flash. In these nine years, you have done a lot for me. I want to thank you, mother, for giving me life. Thank you for your meticulous care and care for me.
I remember when I was three years old, I was in poor health and often caught a cold and had a fever, mostly in the middle of the night. Whenever I have a fever, you get up at once and can't wear any clothes. Find me some medicine to eat, then sit next to me and wipe my forehead, palms, etc. Dip cotton balls in alcohol every two minutes, and check my temperature every fifteen minutes, so that you can lie down peacefully until my fever drops a little, and then it will be dawn soon. The next morning, you went to the hospital behind my back. I feel very sad when I look at your tired face and red eyes.
Mom, you not only care about me in life, but also teach me how to be a man. Teach me to challenge difficulties and not bow before them. So I want to thank you, mom, for your education.
Once, the teacher asked me to be the team leader. This is my first time as a team leader, so I'm afraid I can't do it well. When I got home, you saw me unhappy and asked me why, so I told you about it and said I didn't want to be the team leader. Let you tell the teacher. After listening, you comforted me and said, "Don't be afraid. Since the teacher chose you, it means that the teacher believes that you have this ability. Besides, it is also an opportunity to exercise. Believe in yourself, as long as you have confidence, you can do it well. Why don't you try it first and tell the teacher if you can't do it well. " Then I did as you said, and it was really good.
Ah! Mom, you are like a cup of tea. You can drink your warmth in a cold night, your mellowness in loneliness, your indifference in tears, and your lifelong care and gentleness.
Unfortunately, you don't have a strong composition. You can't live in the ocean all the time, and sometimes you will encounter storms and reefs. When the wind blows, we should smile and be a sailor fighting the wind and waves, and never give up our love for sailing and our pursuit of the other side.
Tagore once said, "God has put many obstacles in our way just to strengthen our will." Suffering is a strong maker, so that time, I learned to be strong.
It was a winter in my sixth grade. That day, the weather was particularly cold, with a biting cold wind. The windows were covered with thick grilles, and the spilled water was soon frozen harder than stone. But ... today, I am at home alone.
I got up after ten o'clock in the morning, as if I had a cold. I was hungry, so I went to find something to eat. I saw a message on the coffee table, "Mom and Dad have something to go out today and won't come back today. Look around, there are still 50 yuan. " I jumped three feet for joy, as if I had found money. After washing, I went downstairs to eat. Thinking about 50 yuan, I went to KFC, ordered some chicken leg coke and had a delicious meal. Only after I left did I find that I had only 2 yuan left. Unexpectedly, at four o'clock in the afternoon, my stomach was growling. I can't help it I bought a loaf of bread, but I can't make up for it. I sat on the sofa watching TV, but I still couldn't get rid of the pain of hunger. Darkness gradually occupied the house and it felt colder and colder. I curled up on the sofa, cold and hungry. I want to cry. I looked at the ceiling, trying not to let my tears flow. I think of my mother's egg noodles ... yes, why don't I make a bowl of noodles myself? I imitated my mother's appearance and made it in an orderly way. I found that egg noodles were not as simple as I thought, and I realized how hard my mother usually worked. The noodles are ready. Although they are not very delicious, they can always fill your stomach. As the saying goes, hungry.
Maybe that time, I understood that in the face of suffering, I should learn to be strong, not shrink back and not give up. This also laid the foundation for me to study in Wanzhong now. In the past six months, there are more difficulties waiting for me, but I have been optimistic and strong until now. Every time I look at the ceiling, I seem to have grown up again.