1 The opposite scenery is free, interesting and happy.
The scenery opposite is very comfortable, comfortable and carefree.
Birds in cages
Alas, another day has passed. Always like this. Eating, sleeping and eating are boring. I've been here for three months, and I've wasted all my time in this small cage except being taken out for a walk by my master occasionally. Going crazy! When can we return to the nature of freedom?
Birds flying in nature.
What bad luck I just put my nest on that tree a few days ago, and today the tree was cut down. No, I have to rebuild it. It will cost me a lot of time and energy again! Hey, get started, or you'll be homeless.
I woke up today and saw a bird's nest in the tree outside. It seems to be newly built. Look how clever that bird is, building such a beautiful nest. Look, here it comes, with a bug in its mouth. It looks fresh. I really want to try it. Look at my place again. These things are all day. I'm tired of it. How envious!
B: I'm exhausted. I haven't eaten for a long time to build this nest. There are few bugs here. It took me a long time to find one. Life is really hard these days. Today, I found a bird in a cage in the house opposite the tree. It's really comfortable, with food and drink, and I'm not afraid of having no place to live. I'm so happy!
A: Just now, the cat at home played a trick on me again, and as a result, it was kicked out of the house as usual. Sometimes I really want to play with cats. I am not good at it. Yesterday, the birds outside were almost ambushed by cats. Fortunately, it reacted quickly, flew on the branch and dodged more than one bullet. If I were you, I would be more flexible than it. However, do I still have a chance? Daydreaming!
Yesterday was a close call. I almost died. When will the days of dying at any time and being scared all day end? Better have the real name of the bird opposite. It is protected and there is nothing the cat can do about it. How enviable. When can I live that carefree, carefree and comfortable life?
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The scenery opposite is always so beautiful!
The scenery opposite is always so desirable!
The scenery opposite is always so far away!
Why do you always look forward to the arrival of the opposite scenery, but don't cherish the preciousness of the immediate scenery?
Why do you always expect what you can't get, but don't grasp what you have now?
When is the scenery opposite?
In the face of setbacks and failures, it is optimistic to learn to endure pain and suffering and then rally. In the face of ups and downs, learn to bear thrilling and thrilling ups and downs, and then wait. This is courage.
In the face of misunderstanding and hatred, it is magnanimous to learn to bear the loss of cynicism and then try to resolve it. Yes, failures and setbacks are temporary, as long as you don't give up; The ups and downs are temporary, as long as you are willing to persist; Hatred and misunderstanding are temporary, as long as you have enough courage to bear it.
Learn to bear, we need a peace. "The kite flies to the sky, and the peak is relieved; The ruler of the world will forget to return forever. " Yes, only when we are calm can we appreciate the most magical beauty of nature. "I want to cross the knife and laugh at the sky, and I want to treat each other with courage." Yes, only when we are calm can we realize the deepest meaning of life. "Really brave, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the dripping blood." Yes, only when we are calm can we draw the most beautiful exclamation point in life.
Peace is a flower, and we love not its beauty, but its fragrance; Calm is wine, we love not its concentration, but its intensity; Calm is grass, and we love not its softness, but its persistence. Dear friends, please use elegant eyes when you are free, indifferent eyes when you are successful, and calm eyes when you are frustrated. I believe that on the road of life, you will finally usher in a bright future. Learning to bear requires a kind of perseverance.
Some people want to be the king of Edison's invention, but they ignore hard work and diligent study; Some people want to be Beethoven musicians, but they don't want to work on the staff; Some people want to compete for the title of the king of short stories after Mo Bosang, but they lack the diligence to "smell the chicken and dance". I hope to succeed, but I lack the perseverance to pursue my dreams and am doomed to fail. I hope to be surrounded by flowers, but I can't stand the beating of failure. I will collapse at the touch of a button, and I will never climb out of the abyss of failure again. Nine times out of ten things go wrong in life. How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Balzac said: "misfortune is the ladder of the brave, the baptism of believers, and the endless abyss of the weak."
How can you talk about success when you are easily frustrated and can't bear the bitterness and loneliness of failure? It's easy to get up when you fall. The key is whether you have perseverance. In the face of success and glory, it is a kind of maturity to learn to bear the impact of victory, then keep calm and make persistent efforts. In the face of falling and failure, learn to bear the baptism of wind and rain, and then resolutely rebound and go forward. This is a kind of strength. In the face of ridicule and sarcasm, it is wisdom to learn to bear the loneliness of misunderstanding, and then try to reconcile and ignore it.
Senior three proposition composition 3 Spring silkworm died, but left a gorgeous feather; That feather coat is the trace of silkworm. Xia He was disabled, but left Qingxin; That fragrance is the trace of lotus. Autumn chrysanthemum withered, but left the sadness that "people are thinner than yellow flowers"; That sadness is the trace of chrysanthemum. The winter plum has fallen, but it has left the character of "jade snow is the bone and ice is the soul", which is the trace of plum.
When snowflakes are flying all over the sky; When clouds roll in the air; When the sea rises and falls; Flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; Nature explains changes to us with four seasons, day and night, so that everything leaves its own traces, big or small, more or less. Among them, the most striking is the trace of human beings.
Speaking of human traces, we will naturally think of a series of glorious names and achievements, just like the stars in the blue sky, dazzling and gorgeous.
Qu Yuan "died in Miluo White Wall"; The sad and thoughtful Li Sao is his trace. The grief and indignation of "I am alone when the world is turbid, and everyone is drunk and I am alone" is also his trace. The trace of his literature is also the trace of his noble character of not colluding with the common customs.
Du Fu died of poverty on a boat in Xiangjiang River. He cried piteously: "a spacious building with thousands of rooms" is his trace, as is his concern for himself and others: "I am a neighbor in front of the hall, with no food, no children and no daughters". The traces of his poems and poems are the traces of his concern for the people, loyalty to the monarch and patriotism.
Hamlet is the trace of Shakespeare; A Dream of Red Mansions is the trace of Cao Xueqin; The Last Supper is the trace of Leonardo da Vinci; The oasis in the Gobi is a high trace. ...
High-rise buildings are the traces of architects; The clothes in the crown are the traces of the tailor; Saving lives is the trail of angels in white. ...
I can't help thinking, what are my traces? Compared with this vast world, Dun feels very small and insignificant. But I believe that I also have traces, which belong to me. The first falling tooth is a trace of growth; For the first time, 18 years old was filled in the age column, which was the trace of an adult; Taking the first step towards the ivory tower is a sign of success. You will leave a new mark when you go to work.
I am still me, a small me, leaving my mark in the sea of people. Maybe no one pays attention, no one cares, and it won't go down in history, but he exists.
Senior Three Proposition Composition 4 Walking at the Crossroads of Life. Or see falling flowers around the ground, or pass by running water, or suddenly listen to the sound of orioles in the leisurely valley, or dust all the way. At the end of the journey, I stood still and looked back. Once I was tired from a trip, it was originally used to change a beautiful spring face, red cherry and green banana.
I never thought that there would be such gullies and ridges in my life journey, so full of vines and thorns, so uneven. I sigh, I am at a loss, I don't know where to go, and I don't know how to face the road I have traveled. Facing the bright sunshine, Wan Li is clear and can only sigh the past hurried time. Have you ever thought that when I look back one day, I will be happy? Is it shock? Is it a sigh? Passers-by are in a hurry. In this dusk, I don't know who left a fragrance and drifted away. I don't know who it is. Goose is very sad.
Maybe I shouldn't be so sad, I just feel that the world is very sad. I forgot that there was a sunny sun. I told the stars in my heart that I had rhythmic steps, that I was happy, that I was light ... Maybe I should laugh, that the waves should roll, that I should surge.
Open your heart, feel comfortable, and your heart is already sunny. I see hope, which points to the future sustenance and hope. Maybe, I should go and take a step. I am not afraid to take a step forward because of the sadness behind me. I left with enthusiasm and pride.
The sky is still clear. One day, I will say, "As long as I have a dream, I never feel sorry for myself." Standing on the edge of the cliff, what I saw was not an abyss, but layers of clouds and solitary pines standing proudly. When I was in the Qichi Pavilion, I shouted out my heart. Throw everything that is sad, helpless and not suitable for color into the cracked mouth. And my heart, with the clouds, soars. This is a dream, a cry, a call of the soul.
Leaving glory behind, I will rush to a new dawn. Suddenly, there was a cry of an oriole in the valley. When my heart tightens, does everything in the past really go with the wind? So, I feel very calm and look back. What a dream this is! Pieces of stars are like water, once dark, once wandering, and then bright after shining. It turned out to be so beautiful. Can it be more beautiful?
Dare not look back, dare not face the sadness of the past, afraid to cry through thorns. However, those past events have already become nutrients in my heart, and a scene in my dream sets off my pride.
I didn't give up, all the beauty and expectation, all the dreams and brilliance, just waiting to look back and expect.
Life is like a blanket, and many pains and joys are closely intertwined. The thread of happiness makes us happy and enjoy the success of one thing. However, life is not static. Maybe one day, the line of suffering will appear and disturb your life. But how should we face these sufferings?
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When you are confused, when you are frustrated, you might as well raise your head and walk towards the sun. Because sunshine will make your sadness grow wings!
Amy, a girl born in Pennsylvania, USA? Mullins's father is a mason and her mother is a shop assistant. On her first birthday, her calf was amputated. Mother said to her; "Son, you were born to experience extraordinary things. It's no use being sad. Turn your tears into diamonds. "
For various reasons, she was discriminated against by others, but she didn't bow her head. She was lucky enough to meet an excellent track and field teacher who taught her running and long jump. In a track and field 100 meter sprint, her prosthetic leg fell off and she fell heavily to the ground, but she didn't give in. She put on her artificial leg and ran again, because the teacher once said to her, "Life is like a sports field, and only failure can stop." Girls are more tenacious. She broke the national record of 100 meter dash, and her experience inspired thousands of Americans. 19xx, British fashion master Alexander? McQueen once invited her to be a fashion model, and now she is the image ambassador of the world-famous brand L 'Oré al.
She said: "The real disability is the defeated soul." Amy finally achieved success that ordinary people can't reach, because of her noble quality of not bowing to fate. So don't care what you have lost, and don't let your heart be hurt by the past. Cheer up, bravely raise your head, give full play to what you have and get out of your life.
But the bow of the Qing government made China a semi-colonial and semi-feudal society; Wang Jingwei's bow made him a traitor in China's modern history. Zhang Shangwu's bow made him abandon his dignity and become a mediocre man. They are people who bow their heads because of difficulties and setbacks, who dare not challenge or win an opportunity for themselves. Finally, I broke my wings and had no chance to stand on the top of the mountain to see the scenery.
Looking up, you will see the sunshine, adding a glimmer of hope to your life; Bowing your head will only make you fall into endless darkness and mediocrity all your life. Life does not give up hope, the road of hope is at your feet, and it will lead you to glory step by step.
Senior Three Proposition Composition 6 A pen, just finished painting wild geese in Pingsha, Southern Tang Dynasty, dripping with purple fishing songs in Northern Song Dynasty.
A mast only lowered the breeze in late spring and the waning moon and raised the gale in frost and autumn.
I am on the other side, and you are in the past. I want to wake you up with a thousand waves. The stormy waves are not enough to tell your stories and the waves are not enough to remember your names. Your tearful waiting made our hearts miserable.
Look! "I stroked my white hair. You wrote the movement of life with the sadness of worrying about the country and the people. "Go to the blue sea, look along the coast, and see all the abandoned ancient bones. The new ghosts are now wailing there, in the stormy dark sky, the old and the loudest." Painful pen and ink are all your grief for the suffering people. "Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world!" Pour out your loneliness ... you used your dignified life to create your own scene of "the stars leaning down from the clearing and the moon running up from the river"
Listen! Who is humming "Flower Burying Song"? In Bai Yueguang's sadness, I recognized you, because you are unwilling and full of sadness, because flowers fall and people die. Lonely people are gentle in the autumn wind, where can I find my home? Leave it to future generations. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know that distant dreams make you feel sad.
Look! The sadness of "Like an East-flowing River" seems to see through the fragments of "Xiang Lian sells residual green leaves, and the west wind worries about green waves". Xiao Sheng, Zhu Sheng, who can understand your heart? Maybe it's just you Who is the traveler in your dream, and whose role are you in the play? Lonely wounds stay in different places. The wound is silent, and the scenery of your life is doomed to be sad.
You are "inch by inch soft-hearted, Ying Ying powder tears" worry; You are thinking, "Mo Tao will never die, the curtain will roll in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers"; You are a good wish of "I wish people a long time and a thousand miles of beauty"; You are just the end of the time. ...
The scenery on the other side is wrong, which is a miracle of your dancing. I haven't had time to collect it, so I have to go before I can steal it. When I was alive, I always left my back for others to see. Now, you are gone, just like when I was gone, we were always gone, but we never missed the beautiful scenery. Maybe it's just an era, and this wave is adding fuel to the flames. The tide rises and falls, and my persistence will live in the weeds with you forever!
Three nights in high school is a dark soul. Black, a silent color. Standing under the night sky, freely belongs to me. Recalling the past and thinking about life, night becomes indispensable at this time. The hustle and bustle of life during the day made me more involved in the miracle of this night.
At night, wandering is like the deep eyes of a wolf. What kind of feeling is hesitation? What's the difference between my hesitation and Lu Xun's hesitation? In my life, my sad and sentimental character seems to constitute my hesitation. The purpose of life, my parents' expectation and the meaning of living have all become my hesitation, although I am inexperienced. Under the night sky, looking up at the darkness and staring at the heart is so hesitant that I can't understand it. I doubt myself, my faith and tact. Sometimes, staring at such a night will make me colder and even creepy. "Fear" arises unconsciously at night. More often, night is a good medicine for waking up. The coolness of the night will make me feel tired, and my sober mind is full of infinite hope at this time.
Night, the embodiment of loneliness. At night, it makes me feel lonely, but it makes me think in loneliness. In my eyes, loneliness under the starry night will make people feel relieved. Stars are diamonds at night, shining. Although the light brought by the stars is less than one tenth of that of the sun, it has become the most beautiful color in my eyes. Looking at the starry sky and the light in the dark will surprise me with their magic, but I forget my progress and even all my troubles. Although, I think starry night is not as cultivated as a poet, and I can recite a poem without interest, and I don't have the ability to study the characteristics of stars like an astronomer. But I have enough heart to enjoy the starry sky. Loneliness under the starry sky is precious. It's not precious. Only this person is enjoying the here and now. More is the tranquility under the starry night. Sadness can be transformed into joy, boredom into enrichment, loneliness into peace, all because of the magic of starry night.
The night is not as bright as the day, but there is a little light of life without the heat of the sun, but there is a magical coolness. Where is the magic of night? Is it black, deep or wide? Don't exclude them. But because of every soul under the stars. The soul is pure, the night is transparent and profound, the night is profound and beautiful, and the night is gorgeous. Loneliness is not terrible. Under the dark night, looking at a starry dress, thinking that it is dawn after the dark night, my heart suddenly becomes clear.
Night, the home of the stars.
Night, the sustenance of the heart.
Night, the miracle of life.
Senior Three Proposition Composition 8 always looks at the opposite scenery with envious eyes. They stood at a height beyond my reach. Although there are only two teaching buildings apart. I always wonder, is the scenery opposite really unique?
After all, sitting in the classroom in the north building is a little inferior, because I chose the art that is doomed to twists and turns, and I stayed in the north building. I always deceive myself, they are not as comfortable as me, and I have nothing to feel inferior about. Just ask yourself, it's just jealousy at work. Why didn't I wish I could walk confidently to the South Tower? Dreams may come, I can only, only deserve to stay in the north building. Looking at them opposite, they are more envious! The selection of six generals who have gone through five customs, cheating competitions, exchanges between friends and enemies, carefree ball games, and United and upward style ... are not the most enviable. The most self-abased nature is impressive achievements, unimaginable high scores, eyes that can never be reached, and aura that can never befall me. I'm afraid this is the most beautiful scenery across the street!
However, the opposite scenery is also gloomy. It's a castle piled up with densely written exercise books, a pressure encirclement imposed by parents' expectations and teachers' hopes, the dawn of opening your eyes after countless days and nights of struggle, the helpless suffering of racking your brains without progress, and a secret prayer ... They are faced with far more than just a college entrance examination, but a struggle of will, a heart-to-heart contest, and we are sitting here.
Is this thing too important, or am I too small to adapt to its importance? A short day, compression, end, small college entrance examination.
After the weekly practice, I will also go to see the exam situation of the whole grade on the bulletin board. It's just that every time I watch it, my confidence drops a little. They are really fierce opposite, and there is still a big gap between us. It is only through these cold figures that I can see their sweaty efforts, their indomitable persistence and the continuation of never giving up.
So, stop staring at the opposite scenery. Opposite them, like us, the enviable glory is behind bitter pay and sweat. So can we. If they can do it, so can we, even better. When we confidently shouted: "I can use-!" At that time, we will also become the negative scenery in their eyes!