The power of life composition 1 I often think, what is the power of life? I learned a text the other day. This passage is about life, and the author's understanding of life in this passage has greatly touched me.
I like raising fish and shrimp since I was a child. Grandpa knew my hobby and brought me a lobster he caught. I like this lobster very much. Its fiery scales are like hard armor, and its mighty body is like a battle-hardened general. I change water for it every day. After a summer vacation, I went back to my grandmother's house for two months and forgot to feed the lobster. When I got home, I thought: It's broken! Will my lobster die? When I got home, I was surprised to find that the lobster was not dead! Two months! It didn't eat any food, not only didn't die, but also struggled to get up and stared straight at the hole. As if to say: "Come on! Come on! I will be free soon! " The lobster's desire for survival shocked me. I gave up my hobby and set it free.
Once, our solar water heater broke down. My father and I climbed up to see the situation, but we were surprised to find a small sapling half a meter high beside the water heater. I thought to myself: what a powerful force this is, which can make it indomitable and thrive in such a narrow brick gap. Even though it was unplugged a few days later, its powerful and brilliant life left an indelible impression on me.
Lobsters can live strong without food, and saplings only need a thin layer of soil and a few drops of rain to make them thrive. Even such small animals and saplings can go forward bravely, not afraid of setbacks, let alone us. I also want to cherish life and make good use of it.
The Power of Life Composition 2 Life has a magical power. Perhaps the grass broke through the boulder and flourished. It may also be that insects are tenacious in a sinister environment. It may be that the seeds grow in places where it is difficult for other creatures to survive, with a little water and air. It may also be the miracle of Populus euphratica's "living for a thousand years, dying for a thousand years, not falling down and immortal for a thousand years".
At the age of seven, a little thing deeply shocked me and completely changed my view of some weak lives. ...
It was a sultry afternoon. The chicken was so hot that it shrugged its wings and walked into a noisy place. The chirping sparrows stopped chirping, and even one of my grandfather's dogs stuck out its tongue. I was about to use my pocket money to buy a popsicle to relieve the heat when I found a cicada that had just been unearthed.
It was midsummer, and many cicadas were unearthed, but this cicada was surprisingly big. I immediately refused to buy popsicles. I quickly grabbed the cicada and put it in a glass bottle. There are some cracks on its back, and it looks as if it is going to shed its skin. I moved to a small bench and sat on it, watching the cicada slough with rapt attention. I stared at it for a long time and was about to give up. Suddenly, with a gentle sound, the skin on the cicada's back cracked. Then, slowly, slowly, its head came out. Then, it is slowly ready to turn over and let the body come out. I didn't expect the glass bottle to be too smooth to catch. When the air was turned to the middle, the cicada fell. If you can't molt, you will die tragically or be eaten by ants! Urged by death, the cicada tried again and again, but fell again and again. Soon, its physical strength was exhausted. I thought this cicada must be finished, but at this critical moment, it magically somersaulted and finished molting!
Although this cicada is weaker than other cicadas, although it may not fly, so what? It is still strong and alive, and living is hope. What a powerful vitality this is!
The power of life composition 3 Grandpa Dong quietly left, and Miss Chun came with light steps. In the warm spring breeze, under the call of nature, swallows flew from the south in droves. Sister Liu pulled out the green branches, and the grass leaned out of the soil and looked at the world curiously. ...
Our classroom has also become full of spring: small chlorophytum grows new green leaves, and fish swim freely in the water. Only the itchy grass in our class, after the cold in winter, became yellow and lifeless, as if frozen to death. But on this day, a miracle happened. Teacher Ren happened to find an itchy grass growing in the wet soil. It is about a centimeter long, and seven petite green leaves are tightly wrapped together, as if it is still a little afraid of this strange world.
Does spring really have magical charm? It can wake up small animals that have slept for a winter, let trees pull out new branches, wake up that small seed, let it break through the thick soil and grow tenaciously ... Don't look at the petite itchy grass, its tiny roots contain infinite power, try to absorb nutrients from the soil, and stubbornly push away the clods that block it, not giving in to fate.
Looking at the green itchy grass, I can't help thinking of Miss Helen who is facing a tragic fate. Helen became a deaf, dumb and blind child when she was a child, but luckily she met a good teacher, Miss Sullivan. Sullivan taught Helen pronunciation and literacy every day, which made her close to nature and feel the beauty of nature, and opened up a bright future in Helen's dark world. Thanks to Miss Sullivan's patient education and Helen's tenacious struggle, Helen finally created a miracle-becoming a famous and great writer.
In our life journey, we will certainly experience many difficulties. We should fight against fate like tickling grass and Helen, and never bow to fate! Write the most beautiful music in our life and create our own miracle!
The power of life composition 4. The evening breeze blows the last ripple on the river, and the sunset puts away the last afterglow. Looking at the water on the table, I was silent. ...
Ten minutes ago, I was idle, sunbathing on the balcony, leaning on the sofa, drinking oolong tea and eating prunes. Perhaps the fragrance of tea and the sweetness of dried plums are so attractive. A small beetle the size of a grain of rice climbed out of the flowerpot, climbed to the pale yellow seat, shook its shiny little head and crawled leisurely. "ah! Very leisurely, I want to play a joke on you today. " I dropped a drop of water on the beetle's head, and the little guy has been struggling. I dropped a few drops in a row and the little guy was knocked over. It lost its leisure just now, fanned little wings hard in the faint green tea, and scratched its six calves. I can't help but feel a little comforted and a little cruel. It's really wrong to joke about the life of a bug.
After a while, the little beetle turned over and climbed forward bit by bit. I can see that it died with that little tea. "Kid, come on, don't die! Without you, the earth will still turn! I'll help you, and you won't feel so bad soon. " I smiled faintly and dropped a few drops of water. Who knows that the little beetle has infinite power, and its six hairy calves are paddling wildly and climbing forward. I was shocked to see its action, and the black shell revealed a fearless spirit. I just stared at the little beetle and watched it climb out of the waterlogged area, leaving a brilliant flower of life behind. Looking at the little beetle that is still carefree, my eyes can't help but get a little moist. That flower of life is also engraved in my heart. It saved itself and changed fate.
The evening breeze brushed my face and my thoughts came back to reality. Looking at the direction of the sunset, a bright star has risen in the sky, and a star of life seems to light up my way forward.
The Power of Life Composition 5 On the playground, a bee came by chance, shook it and fell to the ground.
It crawled slowly, moved slowly to my feet and stopped.
I watched carefully, holding my breath, for fear of running away from this uninvited little thing. A closer look shows that there are two small black beads on the small head, and the six calves are covered with fluff that is almost invisible to the naked eye. A pair of transparent wings shine in the morning light and reflect the light.
What a delicate little life this is! I am amazed at the magic of the creator.
The bee climbed to my feet and tried to flap its wings, but it couldn't fly.
I can see that this is an injured and tired bee. Bees don't think so. It flew again and again, and then fell to the ground.
Finally stopped, just taking a rest. I raised my feet and seemed to see what it looked like after being trampled-terrible.
Yes, I have no ability to decide whether a life will stay or not, even if it is just a little bee!
How weak, even insignificant, it is in front of the forces of nature. How much it wants to return to the forest where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant! How much it wants to gather honey with its companions and experience the joy of labor! However, neither can.
My feet came back unconsciously, and they are no longer small in my eyes, even worthy of our admiration. It expressed with its own life-a heroic elegy! It is it that makes me realize the shortness and insignificance of life, but it also makes me realize our most precious strength-the power of life, which is a miracle of nature!
I bowed my head and mourned for it, chanting elegies for it. Looking up, I seem to see the golden bees dancing happily in the beautiful sunshine. ...
It is amazing that life constitutes six natural forces. The country road is full of the fragrance of the earth. Flowers are blooming, birds are chirping happily in the branches, fish are swimming around in the water, and everything seems so vibrant. What a wonderful life, but too short and fragile. I always sigh like this, but I don't know how powerful life is. ...
In my warm and comfortable home, there is a small balcony, which is full of all kinds of exotic flowers and grasses, red flowers and blue grass, which is very attractive. The fly in the ointment is that my favorite rose pot has withered. The breeze blew, and the dry branches swayed with the wind, which was particularly pitiful. I can't help sighing that life is so short and fragile! It's all my fault that I didn't take care of it.
A small piece of lifeless is in stark contrast to a large piece of vitality, which is naturally insignificant. But I can't bear to abandon it, because I seem to feel that there is still life flowing in it, and I believe it will wake up! So, as usual, I poured rice soup for it and even took care of it. I hope I can impress it with my sincerity. Because I firmly believe that "sincerity can make stones cry, and sincerity can make dead wood sprout"!
Everything pays off, and everything you have paid has finally paid off. One morning a week later, I went to water my beloved plants again. When I got to Rose, I was dumbfounded. Oh, my God! I can't believe my eyes! In a short week, the withered Chinese rose image changed into a beautiful green dress and brought a few tender leaflets as a headdress. After the surprise, my heart was even more ecstatic and I couldn't help but announce to the world: "My rose finally woke up from sleep!" " "
This is really a miracle, an incredible miracle! It turns out that the power of life is so powerful that I have to look at them with new eyes.
Time flies, which makes us miss many beautiful things and even fail to really understand the mystery of life. You might as well stop, feel and listen attentively, and you will find that so many miracles in the world are the greatest strength of life!
The Power of Life Composition 7 At that time, my family went to Baiyun Mountain with my sister and brother. As soon as I climbed a little, I saw the words Zoo written on it. My sister and I were curious that a thatched hut could also be used as a zoo, so my sister and I walked over. Wow! There is a little peacock in it! I heard from my mother that it's nice to be proud. Although I have seen it, I haven't seen enough. I was very happy to see this peacock, so I tried to get it off with my sister. We always say, "Open the screen, okay? How about opening the screen? " Never opened it, still hiding in the house, dead!
Mother said, "The colors of the clothes we wear are too monotonous! If you wear pink and orange, it will be more beautiful than you! " Indeed, I'm wearing white, my mother is wearing brown, my sister is wearing gray, my father is wearing dark blue, and my uncle is wearing ... menstruation also said, "Maybe I'm hungry, so I don't have the strength to open the screen!" My sister and brother and I took out some food and put it in a cage. The peacock not only refused to eat, but also got into the house. My sister said to the peacock, "If you don't eat, we will be angry! ! "But the peacock is still in the house. Waited for five minutes. My sister and I are anxious! I picked up a stone and threw it at the peacock. I didn't throw it correctly, my brother threw it accurately, and my sister then slammed it at the peacock.
I didn't know if the peacock was bleeding, so I hid in the house. My sister and I couldn't throw it, so we went climbing. After a while, halfway up the mountain, I remembered the peacock again. My sister and I hurried down the mountain and found the peacock out. My brother picked up a pole and poked it. Peacock seems to be crying! Brother is very happy!
Fortunately, the peacock only shed a little blood. Peacock is not dead. My brother was unhappy and said, "I must let it open!" " "Finally, the peacock couldn't stand the torture and had to turn on the screen. My brother is so happy! Say, "Look! I have great skills! "We all laughed!
But the peacock is unhappy because it has lost a lot of blood! This let me know the power of life! !
The Power of Life Composition 8 Anyone who goes to Pushui Park these days may know that Pushui Park has dug a big pit, about three meters deep, and the soil is very solid, but in this case, I found the breath of life.
Seeing this big pit, I felt very curious, so I went down to play and took a shortcut. Walking, I suddenly saw a small piece of green and a little white. Take a closer look, it turned out to be a small rape flower! It stood there with its head held high, as if it were always ready to fight against the strong wind. Its leaves show no signs of withering, and its flowers are very bright, just like those in a greenhouse. Maybe it was a light rain yesterday. It's the lowest place around, so it's still a little wet. Now it must be trying to absorb nutrients!
When I came back, I went down to the pit to look for the little flower I found when I came. I looked around. Suddenly, I saw a small piece of green again. I took a closer look and found that it was not a small flower I found when I came, but an unknown plant. It still holds its head high, and its whole body is strangely green, as if it had been dyed with green dye. I can't help but be surprised that there are several small dewdrops on its leaves.
When I didn't find the little flower I found when I came, and I was ready to go home, I met it again, not far from the plant I just found. It turns out that they all chose this wetland. In order to show the power of life, they survived tenaciously and did not give in to the harsh environment.
On the way home, I silently asked myself: What is the power of life? The answer is: this is the power of life!
One night, there was a roulette-shaped moon in the dark night sky, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on my desk, leaving a little silvery white. I am on the desk on the balcony, leisurely reading biographies of celebrities, holding a highlighter in my hand, remembering something with relish.
It is such a quiet night, the moon is getting brighter and brighter, according to me, accompanying me to read interesting books, beside the big tree, cicadas are singing, and the crisp laughter echoes in the quiet night sky, and cicadas are cicadas. When I was reciting a good sentence, a small piece of gold flashed in the book. I opened my eyes and looked at it carefully. That's a golden bug. It stops in my book, or sometimes stops, but it seems to be reading the contents of that book. What did I do for a long time? It seems that he does not want to leave. I had to "send the guests" to me. I'm thinking about "the dead rest in peace". I'm going to use a paper towel as his little coffin and read it silently, hoping that he won't hate me in his next life ... Just thinking this way, suddenly the golden body moved, and I opened my eyes wide to find out. It began to roll up, skid up and get into a book. What a nerd!
A breeze blowing, with the fragrance of My Sweetie, just cool, blowing on me, like a small broom, swept away all the dust on my body, making me feel very comfortable, and my brain was awake a lot, remembering what just happened. ...
This bug's life is indomitable and not afraid of difficulties. Although it is only a weak life, shouldn't human beings, as advanced animals, be even more so?
The power of life composition 10 I often get lost in thought. What is life?
One afternoon, I saw a little ant struggling to carry a biscuit crumb several times bigger than himself. Then a gust of wind blew it into a small puddle. It struggled, its six calves swinging in the water. Suddenly, I felt its desire to survive. It is so firm and powerful that the little ant seems to say, "I want to live, I must live!" " "It seems that God was touched by its indomitable spirit, and I was very shocked that the little ant actually struggled back from the brink of death. How tenacious it is, how eager for life!
At the same time, I remembered the begonia flowers on my balcony. I remember last summer, my mother didn't water and fertilize begonia flowers for a long time. Its leaves turned yellow and withered, and gradually, its branches became bare. I thought it had withered. However, the next spring, it miraculously grew green buds and opened a few delicate red flowers. How strong it is, it can grow and blossom in the harsh environment without water and nutrients, I think.
Besides these, people still have tenacious vitality. Hawking, a famous physicist, was diagnosed with a rare and incurable motor nerve disease at the age of 2 1 year. The doctor predicted that he could only live for two and a half years, but he didn't give up his precious life. He endured mental and physical pain and chose to live. Finally, he wrote the famous "A Brief History of Time" and put forward the theory of cosmic black holes, which caused a sensation all over the world!
Life is tenacious and precious, so we should cherish it, let the limited life reflect infinite value, and make life more beautiful and meaningful!
The Power of Life Composition 1 1 Today, I went to visit my grandmother who lives in the countryside with my parents. On the way to my grandmother's house, I was so excited that I sat on a cool bus and looked at the endless green in front of me. I can't help thinking, "I haven't played with my friends in my hometown for a long time." How are they now? " Thinking of this, I look forward to my hometown even more.
Finally, we came to the hometown of missing day and night. As soon as I got off the bus, many childhood friends gathered around me. From their cheerful and simple expressions, I saw the simple side of rural people. They all hugged me and asked me if I was well and happy. I am very happy to drive away the cold and warmth with my friends. It is very warm.
Suddenly, I found many children watching things around me. Usually, I will join in watching. A little girl with fine features fell to the ground. Unlike others, her sleeves are empty. I see. She didn't stand up. She had no hands. I looked around and all the children were indifferent. Being nosy, I flew into a rage and thought angrily, "People in the countryside say that they are simple and like to help others, but now …" I ran to the little girl and tried to help her up, but the children around me said, "Don't help her, she won't let you help her." "
"What, you don't help yourself, others won't help you. Well, I will never deal with them again. " The anger in my heart suddenly burned. I strode to her side and tried to hold her with my hand, but the little girl stubbornly broke away from me and said firmly, "I don't need your help, I will stand up by myself." I froze, I was moved by these words. This is the power of life!
She moved her legs and arched herself. Her long black hair hung to the ground and sweat was dripping on her forehead. Suddenly, her leg was pushed up hard, and she leaned forward and stood up with difficulty. Everyone exclaimed, "She stood up".
Ah, this is the power of life, this is the power of persistence! The power of life is great!
The power of life composition 12 Life is precious and should not be underestimated. Even the humblest thing, the humblest life, will send out shocking power at the last moment of life.
Xing Linzi, a writer in Taiwan Province Province, said: "An inconspicuous seed often hides the brilliance of a flower season; An ugly caterpillar may also become a colorful butterfly. Because life is a miracle. "
I also felt the power of life in a small insect.
This is a sunny Sunday, and the weather is particularly sunny. I just finished my homework, walked out of the sea of questions and came to the balcony to get some air. I found my playmate easily-an ant the size of a little finger nail. I saw it crawling around on the floor in a black coat, and I didn't know what to do.
I squatted quietly, lost in thought. I want to set a small obstacle for it and see how it can overcome the difficulties.
That's it. I gently picked up the ant with my hand and caught it. As long as my finger is a little hard, it can't breathe and can't move. I can't help but feel proud when I see it destroyed-see how you escaped from my "Wuzhishan". I thought this ant would die.
But to my surprise, instead of dying, this ant began to struggle. Suddenly, I was shocked by the ants' strong desire for survival. A little ant is so small, so humble and so tenacious. Facing the death of life. Never give up until the last minute. Finally, I couldn't help letting it go.
Yes! Trees can regenerate after cutting off their branches; Grass can grow again after burning; A pine tree on the cliff is growing tenaciously, and no one needs fertilization and irrigation. Because life itself is a miracle. At the same time, I also understand that the power of life is infinite, which reminds me of the value of life. We should learn from those tenacious lives, go through hardships and rely on our own strength to create a better life.
The Power of Life Composition 13 God always doesn't care about some people, and lets the merciless death take their lives.
It happened on a ship crossing the Atlantic. A father is peeling an apple with a waist knife. The ship suddenly rocked violently and his father fell. The knife was inserted into my father's chest very accurately, but he didn't die because he had to take care of his daughter. He can't leave his 6-year-old daughter alone on the boat.
For the sake of his daughter, my father turned back from the brink of death, but every minute of his life became weaker and paler than the last. His eyes looking at the horizon became so sad.
When I got off the boat, my father had fallen on his back, and the blood in his chest was like a blowout. In an instant, blood dyed the whole sky red. When I read this, my eyes filled with tears. I was moved by my father's deep love, which created this miracle.
What made my father live for three more days? What force made the father send the child safely to his wife before he fell down? The answer is only one word, that is-love! Lofty fatherly love is the only reason why he persists in living.
A knife can penetrate the heart, but it can't penetrate the simplest love, because love is the power of life.
This reminds me of that. One day last year, my father and I went out to play. On the road, an oncoming car hit me At this moment, I thought to myself: Maybe my young life was taken away by death, maybe the next second, Xie Xinyi will not exist. But no, just as we were about to be hit, my dad came and hugged me and rolled out, but he was scratched by a car. Fortunately, he was only slightly injured, but I was safe and sound.
Who says maternal love is the greatest? Father's love, hidden in the bottom of my heart, is deeper, more thorough and nobler than maternal love.
The Power of Life Composition 14 "Card", I heard the sound of broken life, crouched down, and looked regretfully at thorns flower who was cut off by a hoe because of his carelessness, and my heart ached.
Before flowering, the lush leaves hang down like a beautiful peacock. The leaves are clearly reflected in the field of vision, and the green is crystal clear. Maybe after a while, some branches will be pulled out from the leaves, and then they will be full of beautiful flowers ... but now, the stems and leaves are separated from the roots.
I picked up the broken stems and leaves and buried them in the soil beside the roots, turning them into spring mud. On the ground, it is a grotesque, uneven root, suddenly lying in the soil, but it looks bland, the same color as the soil, and it is easy to disappear into sight.
I soon forgot about thorns flower. Maybe its life is contained in the leaves. Without stems and leaves, life would wither.
A long time has passed. It took me a long time to forget whether I hurt an unfortunate thorns flower while weeding in an afternoon. By chance, I wandered in the vegetable garden and came to a flat land full of weeds.
Suddenly I saw a clump of green, which eclipsed everything around me and scattered in the sun, crystal clear.
A feeling of surprise welled up, and I recalled that afternoon with thorns flower. So, I approached and squatted down again.
That's it! Except it's not so green! I clearly see its roots, that once abrupt place, now there are so many greens, so dazzling greens. Compared with what I saw that afternoon a long time ago, it seems to have added a little fortitude, like a skeleton, full of strength.
I touched it with my hand excitedly. A cold wave from green swept all over my body, but it contained a raging flame, which made me suffocate. I seem to see a brand-new life and show me everything about it.
It turns out that life can be so tenacious, life can have such great power, and a thorn flower that should have withered can be re-released with green light.
I seem to see the blooming flowers on its branches, which are the fruits of life. ...
The power of life 15 Plants and animals in the world, including human beings, have their own lives; However, who really understands: how much power does life contain?
In a science class, Teacher Tao gave us a pea seed. After class, I accidentally broke the seed in half. Out of curiosity, I carefully buried the beans in the flowerpot where I planted the golden lotus. Almost two weeks later, a small seedling emerged from the soil; What is even more incredible is that this monocotyledonous plant grows faster and faster, which can be compared with my nasturtium lappa. What a powerful force this humble bean contains! I have a seed, and as long as you give me a piece of soil, I will take root, grow sturdily and blossom charming little flowers.
The next week, I forgot about this little plant and never watered it again. In this way, we went back to school the next week. When I think of that small plant, its stems and leaves turn yellow and the soil cracks. I hurried to get a glass of water and poured the soil thoroughly, only to see my little baby drink it "glug"; Looking at this flustered appearance, I feel very guilty. "I haven't watered my seedling for so many days, and I don't know if it can continue to grow as unyieldingly as before ..." I can't help worrying. In these days, I always take care of this seriously ill seedling from time to time; Unexpectedly, under my careful care, Miao Miao came back to life and grew more luxuriantly than before. This is a miracle!
Yes, even if it is the biggest difficulty, as long as we love life, cherish life and let the limited life reflect infinite value, we can live more brilliantly like my seedlings!