I haven't combed my thoughts seriously for a long time, and I have been tightening a sober string. I open my eyes wide to see who we are working for in this world, but I can't see clearly.
My mother was so tired that she stayed in bed for nearly a month before telling me and my brother the news. At the moment I heard the news, I couldn't settle down to do anything anymore. I called my brother and my mother to ask about the situation. I want to bring all my worries to my mother through this invisible thread, but there is nothing I can do. My mother's voice is a little weak. I can't see my mother thousands of miles away. Instead, my mother came to comfort me.
I suggest my mother take a break and stop working. But I clearly know that what I said is nonsense. I know my father never cares about his mother when he works, but I also know that he doesn't care about himself. I advised them not to plant so much. I gave them money, but they said I was not married and didn't buy a house. They can't drag their children down. I cried, and in the office, I cried like no one was watching. I held back, silent tears filled my face instantly, and I was wronged like a helpless child. But I don't know whether I am sorry for my parents' inability to participate or crying for their desperate grievances against their three children. How powerless I am, my dearest parents, what can I do for you? Or I can persuade myself to believe in each other's fate like others, just for a while. What should I do, my parents?
I started calling every three days and paid attention to my mother from time to time, but when I called, she always cared more about me than I cared about her. Care about where we want to settle down, care about when we get married, care about my job, care about my health, care about when I buy a house, care about our food, clothing, housing and transportation. Mom and Dad, how can I repay you?
On the way to work again, I was surprised to find that flowers and trees seemed to bloom suddenly overnight. The moment I miss my hometown, it should be the second flowering season of Indus, Sophora japonica, Elm and Toona sinensis, but even the paulownia flowers have never been so noisy.
Mom said it was warm and rainy at home, so they quickly planted peanuts. Although her back hurts so much that she can't lie down, she still has to help her father sow. Dad can't do it alone. Two people can have multiple companions. Tired, my mother sat on the edge of the ground and watched my father busy alone. I can imagine that wheat grows at a node and peanuts can take root and sprout in the soil soon. My mother sat beside the wheat field and watched my father grow peanuts. I am in the distance, supporting my mother's fragile body and terrible spirit with so-called love, just like the wind blowing and flowers blooming. I am not a god, so helpless to my mother's pain.
Flowers bloom again, trees are green again, and water seems to have a little more vitality. Don't ask who it is for, don't ask who it is, just like a leaf blooming on a branch in a certain year. I have seen the blue sky and met the breeze, which is enough. My parents, who can tell me what kind of fate we love and be loved?
2. Write a composition on landscape description with the theme of "Tired". I am tired.
This September is coming to an end. Tomorrow will be the beginning of another month. Seriously, I'm so tired this month. I really feel tired from the bottom of my heart. ...
Learning doesn't seem to make me happy. Continuous study and life really make me physically and mentally exhausted. Maybe I can't adapt to the irregular life myself!
I stay up late day after day and stay in bed day after day. This is my life now. I studied for seven days in a row and lived like a walking corpse.
This month seems to be quite unsatisfactory, quarreling with classmates, confusion, physical discomfort ... and so on often happen.
Frequent exams, review can't keep up with the rhythm. The teacher waving a chalk head on the podium was impassioned, and the students nodded in return ... The pale paper was finished, and there was silence, only the rustling of writing.
The corridor after class is still very lively. Everyone is noisy and happy as usual. They are noisy and simple and happy. I refused this excitement, either catching up with unfinished homework or falling asleep with dreams and daydreams. I'm really tired. ...
Senior senior said that in the following days, papers were overwhelming and everyone was busy doing homework. I sketched the picture. ...
I tried to say hello to my classmates many times, but my hand was gently put down and I left wearily. Why bother? Okay, okay. When I go back to class, I must not be able to attend class normally. Maybe I am very tired now, so I can only pin my hopes on my career.
1 in the morning, insects chirped outside the window, and the sound of the train was faintly heard in the distance. I try my best to hold my head, only the stars are my companions, and I have a cup of milk prepared by my mother in my hand. It was already cold, so I looked up and fell in. I am really tired! In a blink of an eye, the senior high school entrance examination may be coming. Although I work hard, my grades still crawl like a snail. ...
Began to envy those noisy children, in fact, they are very happy. At least there is no burden to be admitted to a key high school, and I can freely publicize the beauty of youth, unlike this classroom, where many boundless souls are buried ... I am really tired this September!
Tired doesn't mean I will give up! The green outside the window sets off the confusion season after season. Although we are very tired, at least we are trying to pursue our dreams!
3. The composition about "tired" is 600 words tired.
Senior three | 600 words | argumentative essay
I am really tired. The book has been torn, and I still don't know what to write. It hurts to the bone.
I thought my self-esteem would never be laughed at. However, now my so-called self-esteem has spread all over the space, just like the milk in the cup was knocked over and the whole tablecloth was wet. It turns out that everything in this world can be given, including goods, including money, including dignity. All these are negotiable. We can make a deal. Why give my ugly soul away with your expensive pennies? Like you said, add points to her life. I still failed. My soul is ugly, and no matter how I touch red powder, it is just an example. I'd rather have that score that belongs to me than take a position that doesn't belong to me. Because at least it's your own, you may get tired and give up, but it's yourself. However, it was your sympathy that got me into trouble. If I shout tired, I can only do something wrong but refuse to admit it.
I know I'm finished. I crustily skin of head wrote a very tired topic composition. But I really don't know what I am tired of and why. All I know is that I'm in a panic every day, and I should go to bed as soon as I get up. I know others must write well, and I suddenly envy those who know what they are doing. That should be the happiest person! They know what they are pursuing, what is worth pursuing, and what is worth being tired of. They are like their captain who lost his compass and can only drift in the wind with my boat. They can only look at the sky and see panic, but they can't save anything. All the trouble is luxury goods.
I don't know what I'm talking about. Someone once told me that I don't cry because I cry only to gain sympathy from others. Nobody told me that writing was just to gain sympathy from others, so I wrote it. Please forgive my heart. After all, you don't know that you care about me at will. Your carelessness hurt me and made me tired of not even crying.
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4. I am unwilling, the road is too far, and I feel too tired. When love becomes so barren, my heart has nowhere to belong.
1. I used to be sentimental, with a trace of vicissitudes in my smile. Is it dull? Still yearning? Still a circle that goes on and on, I struggle in the middle, but I can't get to the end. ...
When you are tired, you will replace everything with silence. I, I won't ask, I won't mention, I'm sad, my heart is broken, I continue to walk alone, and silence replaces everything. I won't cry or laugh, and I will disappear when I am tired. I know, every road is so difficult. I know my road is doomed to be bumpy. I know, I can't force anyone.
3. Mental fatigue in life is more than physical fatigue, mental fatigue is heavier than physical fatigue, and mental fatigue is trapped in physical fatigue.
4. Another night, lonely and indifferent. Still floating with long thoughts, bleak as ice, frost, snow or fog? Is it a cigarette? Are they tears? Still raining?
5. What makes me so confused? What makes me want to cry? The object I don't need to listen to has lost the impulse to speak, leaving only sad heartbreak, which quietly consumes all my energy with time.
6. Tired, unwilling to move forward, sentimental, no love to find. Unable to save the lost soul, you are the closest person to me, but you have given me the deepest harm. No matter how I imagine her beauty, it will eventually become the most painful time. I'm tired. I want to have a rest. When I am resting, please slowly float out of my world, float in the air, quietly disperse under the sunshine, take off all your colors, disperse all your faces, let me have a look at the colors of the sky, let the sunshine enter my world and warm my heart.
7. Sadness is greater than mental death, and fatigue is greater than mental fatigue. A person's greatest fatigue is mental fatigue.
8. Confidence again and again, efforts again and again, loss again and again, so-called physical and mental exhaustion. ...
9. I won't ask, I won't mention, I'm very sad. When my heart aches, I always walk alone, replacing everything with silence.
10. I finally couldn't bear it, and finally said it. I'm tired, I'm tired, I dare not think about the future, I don't want to see the past, everything is expected but I can't extricate myself.
1 1. You floated into my heart and dominated my world. You make my world dark. Are you tired? Please leave if you are tired!
12. It turns out that I am really too young and naive. I am not a person who can withstand all kinds of ups and downs, and my toughness xin is limited. I am tired, too.
13. Don't tire yourself out! You should learn to be optimistic, learn to look down, learn not to force, and learn to hide.
14. Noisy horns on the road, noisy quarrels around, the sound of reading at school, and the pit of dissatisfaction with the world. I'm used to it
15. Many times, there is no way to miss the past. It's like losing a yellow photo, something that has been preserved for a long time, a withered memory. Reach out and catch nothing.
16. The heart is so tired, how can the scars of the soul be healed, and how can the tears in the corners of the eyes be dried? If you have more injuries and enough pain, your heart will not hurt, because you are numb; It's late at night, in the dark night, I always secretly wipe away the tears in my eyes.
17. Perhaps, there are always some things that will stay in the deepest part of life, deep and shallow traces, and you will not feel pain if you brush them carefully. There is only one kind of numbness. Drinking coffee, bitter taste, let me slowly bitter to death.
18. You can't change everything, you can't do what you want, you can't have what you want, what a depressing thing it is ... especially how anxious you are to change the people closest to you, and how helpless everything is. ...
5. Ask for a 900-word composition entitled Tired. Many people lament that living is too tiring, but "no pains, no gains". No matter how tired you are, as long as you succeed, as long as you can achieve a qualitative leap from the accumulation of quantity, it is also worthwhile! "I'm so tired!" It has become the mantra of senior three students. Faced with exams again and again, I am physically and mentally exhausted. Memorizing comprehensive literature makes me thirsty and exhausted! I want to ask, which senior three student is not like this? After studying hard in the cold window 12 years, we will say, "Tired, it's worth it!" As long as there is good news in black June. Many adults complain that they are tired all day, and too much is to make a living. But as long as they think that fatigue will bring them gains, they are satisfied. For 40 years, Marx collected information in the British Library. Every day, he sits in the same seat and looks up information. Over time, sunken footprints appeared on the floor under the seat. Obviously, Marx was also very tired, but he finally wrote Das Kapital, which exposed the exploitation of workers by capitalists. The spirit of the Long March is the precious wealth of our Chinese nation. The thrilling scenes of the Red Army crossing Chishui four times, crossing Jinsha River skillfully, crossing Dadu River forcibly, crossing snow-capped mountains and crossing grasslands often appear in our minds. Can we say that we are not tired of such suffering? It is precisely because of the Red Army's spirit of "not being afraid of hardship and fatigue" that it won the victory of the Long March. For the development of the proletarian revolutionary cause, it is worthwhile to be tired again. We understand that life is short and the years are ruthless. Looking around, how many excellent people are in front of us, can we not catch up? Believe in meaningful things, no matter how tired it is. Only in this way can we have the spirit of tenacious struggle. The moment the athletes win the championship, the moment the actors step onto the podium, how enviable it is. However, we should be able to imagine how hard and tired they are. How much sweat they have paid for their success! When they succeed, those hardships and tiredness are worth it. They can make themselves climb one life peak after another, make society progress, make everything beautiful and tired again. When you are overwhelmed and give up, you should tell yourself: Tiredness is worth it! Because success is not far away.
6. An essay on the topic of tiredness ~ ~ ~ How to write about the world and all the people, who has never felt tired? Some people are tired because of love, some people are confused by fame and fortune, some people are forced to make a living, some people are tired because of study pressure, some people are tired because of busy work, some people are tired because of persistent pursuit ... and different people treat life "tired" differently: some people complain constantly, some people are afraid and try their best to avoid it, and some people enjoy it step by step when they are tired.
So, what about you? How does "tired" inspire your feelings? How can you remember? What has inspired you? Please write a composition on the topic of "fatigue", and the content must be within the scope of this topic.
[Examination composition]
Tiredness is also a kind of happiness.
I remember Zhang Ruimin, CEO of Haier, once said, "Small is not beautiful, big is not beautiful, and small is beautiful." But can this beautiful process from small to large be realized without sweating and fatigue?
Many people are biased against the word "fatigue" and always want to compare it with pain, but I want to combine it with happiness!
Work is very tiring, but Newton said, "Work is the best way to make people happy." Fighting creation is tiring, but Ding Ling said: "Happiness is not watching the moon and drinking, but fighting bravely in the storm." Cao Xueqin didn't have "ten years of hard work". How could a dream of red mansions be "unusual"? Wang Bo didn't read enough poetry books when he was young, so how can he make the most of Teng? Sun Wen doesn't have the literary skills to practice hard. How dare he write to Zhang Zhidong, the first-class governor of the imperial court, "Read thousands of books and go to Wan Li Road. Civilians can be proud to seal Hou!" Zhuang language!
Fatigue is a bottomless mountain that runs through the road of life. You can't escape it, but you can only cross it. In that case, why not treat it with a smile and turn bitterness into sweetness?
The famous French writer Flaubert wrote a passage in his autobiography. He said: "For fifteen years, I have worked like a donkey, grinding day and night ... Oh, as long as I can write a beautiful work, my life will not be in vain!" This is a wonderful interpretation of being tired and happy. If we all enjoy it like Mr. Wang, there will be no fatigue in life.
Just like Kuafu, he turned his life into a flywheel in order to alleviate the suffering of all beings. Although he died of fatigue, his name is immortal; Just like the seventy-two martyrs in Huanghuagang, they pleaded for the people and rushed to speak out. Although he died of fatigue, "the game-writing book is flying all over the sky, and the vegetation is sad, and the wind and cloud change color." The hearts of the people of China have been very excited for a long time. "You can say that their fatigue is not a value, a belief, a transcendental happiness!
Tired, like tea, will always suffer for a while, but never for a lifetime, and the final harvest will be incomparable fragrance and elegance.
Tired as a bee, I have been busy with my work in my short life, but that perfume has made people remember him forever.
In life, it is not that we have suffered too much fatigue, but that we are not good at diluting this bitterness with happy water. When you sink, sigh and cry, happiness is actually smiling at you by your side.
Please give fatigue a smile!
7. Write a composition for all tired people. Sometimes, I really want to get drunk, because there is too much helplessness.
Sometimes, I just want to cry because I feel wronged. Sometimes, I just want to be crazy, because I am depressed.
Sometimes, I just want to vent, because I am in a bad mood. Sometimes, I just want to be quiet, because I am really tired.
Sometimes ... sometimes ... not at all ... sometimes ... I'm tired. Sometimes, inexplicably in a bad mood, I don't want to talk to anyone, just want to be alone.
Sometimes, I suddenly feel irritable, uncomfortable to see anything, bored and panicked, desperately trying to find an exit. Sometimes, I suddenly want to escape from my present life and pack my bags and travel regardless.
Sometimes, when I am weak, I want to hide alone and don't want others to see my wound. Sometimes, I suddenly want to cry, but I am too sad to cry.
Sometimes in the dead of night, I suddenly feel lonely and deep into my bone marrow. Sometimes, I have a lot to say in my heart, but I don't know how to express it.
Sometimes, I really want to indulge myself and hope that I can get drunk once. Sometimes, I have many dreams, but I can't.
Sometimes, I suddenly can't find myself and lose myself. Sometimes, I suddenly feel bored and tired.
Sometimes, I can't see my future and I'm at a loss. Sometimes, when you hear an old song, you will suddenly think of someone.
Sometimes, I long for others' care and simple happiness. Sometimes I am tired, but I can't stop.
8. There are many argumentative articles about tiredness, and Yu Zecheng is tired.
2009-4-29 10:29:37 Excellent Composition | Argumentative Tsinghua Campus Education Network
Not everything in life is as good as Han Xin's. Sometimes too much load becomes a burden.
Fish, what I want; Bear's paw is also what I want; You can't have your cake and eat it. You can take the bear's paw instead of fish. People should learn to choose, or they will be caught in something you can't put down, and life will become painful. When you choose, you should choose the right one and get rid of the redundant parts.
The phoenix-tailed lyre plays high mountains and flowing water, and friends blend in, so money naturally appears tacky and redundant; Daughter waves, beauty light, career fame is of course a tiring thing; When "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely", reputation and status are also labor things.
Freud said: Desire is a painful thing. When you can't get it, it will expand day by day, so that you can't let it go at last. Therefore, in life, we just take what we need and subtract what is superfluous. Remember, it's hard to fill what we want.
Yes, the ancients said: the golden mean is the golden mean. Proper amount is the best. Why do you add enough to draw a snake? Why should the dog's tail be replaced? Some things are too much, so simply subtract the extra part.
I remember a line by Spider-Man: The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The greater the responsibility, the greater the pressure. When a person is too burdened and too tired to live, you can be a superman in heaven and earth, and you will be dragged down by things. Therefore, only by removing the superfluous things can we fly.
Byron said: I would rather die vigorously and briefly than live mediocre for a long time. If you can't live a happy life because of the trivial things in life, why not subtract those miscellaneous things? People's life is so short, why not put down some burdens and live easily?
Wang Xiaobo said in The Golden Age: In the golden age of my life, I want to love and eat, and I want to become a cloud in the sky in an instant. When I get old, I find that these are redundant, happy or true.
Throughout modern society, too many people go further and further in the pursuit of more and perfection. Many people have everything, but they have lost a purest heart. Perhaps the book Walden Lake, which is not too thick, can give us some enlightenment. ...
When we lose all this, when we have only ourselves, we know that we are the real masters of this world. We touch white clouds with our eyes, kiss with our mouths and springs, hug trees with our hands and whisper to nature with our hearts. ...
We just know that subtracting the extra part is the first journey for human beings to go home!
Life is always dragging a gray tail. Cut it off bravely, and our life will be safe.
9. Begging for an article about fatigue comes from motivation.
From the indomitable spirit
Walking the streets, I only heard shouting, looked up at the moonlight, but I couldn't see the sky. Is there a place I want to go where I don't have to wander anymore?
At all times and in all countries, great men have won by virtue of invisible power. And that kind of invisible power comes from indomitable motivation and spirit!
People often say, "Motivation comes from pressure." And I think the motivation should come from the intangible indomitable spirit.
Historical Records-Sima Qian
He, Sima Qian. People have been called "great men" since ancient times. "The historian sings a swan song, and Li Sao has no rhyme." Historical Records is a masterpiece of the past, present and future. Originally, he could do his official duties wholeheartedly without exhausting all his efforts to create historical records; He could have died "heavier than Mount Tai" and become a hero in people's eyes at that time. However, not only because of his father's wishes, but also because of his own perseverance and the motivation brought by that indomitable spirit. Let him "drag out an ignoble existence" in the eyes of everyone and never give up. He is admirable.
Selfless dedication-Cong Fei
In modern society, everyone knows everything-Cong Fei. Perhaps he is not as great as Sima Qian or as awe-inspiring as Wang, but what he has done has become a much-told story, which is branded in people's hearts. An ordinary singer may be able to support his family and live a comfortable life. However, the singer became the "father" of hundreds of children. And myself, my house is surrounded by walls. Nevertheless, he still leads a hard life and doesn't want to leave a child behind. A child's hope, a child's future, a child's fate, he saved. His motivation comes from his indomitable faith and spirit.
The Father of Music —— Beethoven
The nobility of ode to joy and the cry of fate. From an unfortunate musician Beethoven. Needless to say, his painful childhood, difficult and dangerous road to entrepreneurship and sad old age. Only fate played a joke on him-deafness. Enough to destroy him. The pressure of life and invisible pressure pressed him like a mountain, making him want to end himself. But, later, he persisted. From then on, he realized his wish-he grabbed the throat of fate. He shouted his anger hysterically and fought an invisible war with fate. He won! The power generated by his indomitable spirit.
10. There are no clouds in the sky. The white pressure is really dazzling. The air seems to have turned into raindrops. When it landed, there was nothing. Running water runs through my sight like a gully. My eyes suddenly lost sight. What day is today? I said to myself, take a rest when you are tired. 1 When I was young, it always appeared in black and white in my mind. Those things seem far away from now. Do you remember? Those "lush years" we have experienced. Oh, you invented it. Obviously, it was a lush life. You make them have no taste at all. But you said, didn't we live like green onions in those days? Nobody says that to me now! You're lonely there, aren't you? Nobody listens to you about your youth. Do you remember what happened in kindergarten? 1July 6, 993, a gas explosion occurred in the kindergarten! After investigation, the kindergarten aunt forgot to turn off the gas after cooking.
During a nap, a child was playing with a lighter outside the kitchen, which caused an explosion. No one died, but our child was stabbed in the left and right eyes by glass.
Fortunately, they have received the same pair of corneas and are already recovering. Call on people from all walks of life to pay full attention to the safety of children. But they don't know. When the loud explosion came, I stood at the window and watched the sparks rise into the sky.
Then a stream of air rushed into my face, and almost at the same time, you slammed me from behind ... I was four years old. You are only five years old. Now I'm sixteen. You guys ... I forgot. You're not with me. I leaned against the window, smoked a white Marlboro, looked up at the ceiling and told my right eye not to cry. Since then, we have often played together. You are very kind to me. You bought you a new hairpin from your mother. I'm like my sister. But I remember that. I didn't get bread from kindergarten. I'm going to find the teacher in front. I don't know whose foot I kicked. I fell down. When you threw away your bread and ran to me, you looked up and saw that you were looking at me anxiously. At that moment, I felt the wet liquid pouring down from my right eye, and at the same time, your left eye shed a tear. "How do you walk? Did you fall down somewhere? I am worried to death. " Looking at your face, my chest hurts slightly. So if I cry, you will cry. There is a medium in our bodies that connects our hearts. So you know when I am sad or sad. That's great. At this time, my chest is like being put into a lemon. Acid hurts. You said you couldn't live without me. I can't live without you. So, you've been struggling all your life. School. You protect me every day because you are one year older than me. Even if you are having fun with other children, as long as I tell you, no matter how happy and reluctant you are, you will definitely come.
My mom always said that's how you spoil me. I am lazy. You always do my laundry well and buy me my favorite egg tart for breakfast every day.
I don't think the food in the canteen is delicious, and you will sneak out of our closed school during lunch break to buy me roasted wings from Orleans as a snack. You don't want to buy what you like, but you buy me a set of novels I like to read and take me to see my favorite movies. You saved a lot of money just for the movie tickets.
Why are you so kind to me? Just to keep the promise you made to me when you were a child? The rain outside the window has stopped, and the dripping water is beating the thinnest place in my heart. I want to break it. When it rains, I always like to put my ear against the glass. I listened to the crunching sound of rain hitting the glass. That voice has accidentally shaken into my heart, but it seldom rains recently. The response seems a little slow. I didn't hear it until you shouted behind me for a long time. You looked at me anxiously. I turned to you shallowly. It's okay. "I thought you would just forget it. But you quarreled with me the next morning. Give me an MP4 and go back to sleep. You said you had something for me. During the recording, I leaned against the wall and opened the file. There is rain splashing on the glass in my ear. I suddenly feel like crying. Why are you working so hard to help me find what I want? You think I didn't see the blood in your eyes? Don't treat me like a fool. I have a heart, but please don't be so kind to me. I'm afraid I won't forget you in the long future without you. You will laugh, you will think, and you will be slow occasionally. Many of you are unique in my life. What can I do? Can you tell me? You are getting busier and busier, and I will no longer pester you to accompany me. You bought me a lot of lollipops, which made me eat candy when I was unhappy. Tell me, one should be strong; Tell me how much you like dogs. When spring comes, let's get a dog that belongs to us. Tell me, when we are free, we must take a big photo here to see what's different.
You shine at school. Sometimes when I watch your speech at the meeting place, I suddenly feel, am I still alone? A person is really lonely on the way back. Look! The kitten on the roadside is laughing at me, too. No one speaks in my ear. It's just different. It is empty. Something is missing, and something is more. I called you that night and said that you had the ability to ignore me. I'm telling you, you don't have to worry about me in the future.
I really drank too much. I don't know what I'm talking about. Your phone has been calling. I know you must be anxiously looking for me everywhere now.
I said you, don't worry, I'm going back. Don't worry! Then he walked out of the bar askew.
I sang songs as I walked. The stars in the sky are really bright. Piece by piece, I can't count them.
I said star, stop flashing, or I won't play with you. When I speak, I seem to see your smiling face, so pure.
Then I heard the rapid brakes and didn't know anything. I woke up with a splitting headache and my eyes seemed to be burning. It's hard to open them.
I looked at it. Oh, my God. Why am I covered in white cloth? How dare you mummify me and sell me? I don't want this.