Composition 1 about lighting the heart lamp
Night, it comes again! It is always so heartless that it takes away the bright world. The night is lonely, cruel and terrible! I hate night, because I am a firefly without a small lantern. I got lost in the dark.
Once upon a time, I had that little diamond-like lantern, but once, I lost it, so I lost dancing in the dark forever.
During the day, like other fireflies, I hide under the green leaves to avoid the hot summer light. Partners like quiet nights and hate noisy days. Only I, a poor bug without a small lantern, like noisy days. Although I am afraid of the vicious sunshine, only in this way can I be like my friend. I'm not a particularly poor bug.
However, the past days were dark, and black nightclubs came. In the dark, I was alone in the dark corner. There was silence around, and occasionally a ray of cold moonlight shone darkly on the earth, which made people afraid. I quietly looked at the glittering figures of my friends.
? Son, why are you hiding here? My friend is looking for you. ? Mother heard my tears and found me. She said anxiously. Go with mom, or you'll meet the enemy. ?
? No, I'd rather be eaten by the enemy. I'm a cripple, and it's useless to live in the world. ? I said stubbornly.
? Children, the bright light is in your heart. As long as there is a small lantern that will never go out in my heart, I will not lose my way even in the dark. You see, without small lanterns, there is less chance of being discovered by the enemy, mom said earnestly.
I am deeply touched, but I still dare not face myself. How can my heart light up? I asked myself over and over again. My mother took my hand and said, son, fly. ? So we flew over the golden wheat ridge, the houses with flashing lights, and the rivers covered with broken silver moonlight. The night is long, and the ruthless night takes away the light, but it can't take away the light in the heart of the thing that wants to shine. So the heart lamp lights up in my heart bit by bit. Finally, my heart finally became as bright and pure as the day that just lit up, releasing the Buddha as a happy angel on earth. Without little lanterns, my heart is the brightest lamp in the dark, illuminating my way forward.
I think, as long as we light up our hearts, then all difficulties and obstacles will say goodbye to you! In the dark, I still don't have a small lantern, but I have found my own small lantern.
Composition 2 about lighting the heart lamp
I've been a little upset recently. Perhaps it is the successive exams that make people disheartened, or perhaps the stressful life makes me breathless. I always feel that there is something missing in my life, which is so annoying. I went to the canteen to eat at noon, and I quickly went downstairs to grab food. Sometimes when I bump into someone, I just casually say I'm sorry, so I can't see the other person's face clearly. When I finally had dinner, I finally had a little leisure. I looked up inadvertently and found two sparrows. I don't know when they came in. Maybe this is their nest. After we left, they flew down and pecked at the leftover gravy? I don't know. However, whenever the dining hall began to make noise, they flew around in horror, sometimes hitting the glass and sometimes hitting the door frame, but they didn't fly away from the open door. I feel a little sorry for them. Maybe they are old birds that can't feed. They have to live on these residues every day, but they are afraid every day.
Clearly Daimon Masaru, but can't fly out. My heart is a little dim, so am I, forced to live in a fixed space without freedom. In the morning, I will go out early. When I get to school, it is usually around 6: 50 or 7: 00. The campus is shrouded in a haze, and several rays of light emerge from the clouds. Different from the fluorescent fire in the dark, the light in the morning is not only photosynthesis, but also seems to light up my heart. This kind of light is not like the scorching sun at noon, nor like the cold white light in winter. The whole campus is like a peach blossom garden full of unknowns in the morning fog. My restless heart has a little peace. In the morning, there are birds. The birds I didn't report were black birds with white wings and red claws, and big birds with gray bodies and black claws. They are not afraid of people. They always pass me by and make a phone call euphemistically. In the morning, the sky belongs to them. The morning sun shines on their feathers. My heart was touched.
The heart seems to be lit up. The air in the morning makes people free. They are also birds. Why can sparrows in restaurants only make noise and panic day after day, while birds in the sky can fly freely in the early morning sunshine? If those two sparrows are willing to fly out of the restaurant, can they enjoy freedom and sunshine with these birds? If I were a sparrow, would I fly out of the restaurant? Light shines on my body, my face and my heart. I understand my pursuit, freedom, sunshine. My heart lit up.
Composition 3 about lighting the heart lamp
A blind man was walking in a dark street with a lantern. The confused ascetic asked him, and he replied: it not only illuminates others, but also prevents others from hitting himself.
Please use it? The lamp in your heart? Write an article on this topic.
Light the lamp in your heart
Even if you run out of life, you can only shine for a moment, a little bit, hoping to illuminate yourself and others.
Notes before the text of a book or after the title of an article.
A blind man was walking in a dark street with a lantern. The confused ascetic asked him, and he replied: it not only illuminates others, but also prevents others from hitting himself. After reading it, I suddenly brightened up and secretly admired it. This is really a smart man!
Only in the dark can you know the value of light. Lamp is the embodiment of love and light, and here lamp is the embodiment of wisdom. Ba Jin once talked about the beauty of lamps and praised their fraternity. Bing Xin's "Little Orange Lantern" let us appreciate a childlike innocence.
I have read such a story: a doctor received a call for medical treatment on a snowy night. The doctor asked: how can I find your home on such a night and in such a weather? The man said, I'll tell the villagers to turn on the lights. The doctor arrived, and sure enough, the lights kept winding along the driveway, which was very beautiful. When he wanted to go back after the diagnosis and treatment, he was a little worried and thought: Is the light out? How to drive home on such a night? Unexpectedly, however, the light was still on, and his car passed a house, and the light of that house was about to go out. The doctor was deeply moved by this. Imagine what it would be like to have bright and extinguished lights on a dark night!
This lamp shows the kind of care and harmony between people. In fact, the real lamp is still like this. If each of us lights a lamp of love, it will make people warmer.
Everyone is a universe. The sky in your heart shines with all kinds of light. It is this immortal light that gives you the motivation to move forward and the courage to live. Each of us needs to shine. At the same time, we have more precious wealth, that is, the lamp of love full of love and goodness. This lamp is so warm and beautiful that every time it is mentioned, it will remind people of sunshine, flowers, blue sky and white clouds, as well as the pure and beautiful realm far from the secular world, which will touch everyone.
I also thought of a story I once read: a tribe passed through a vast forest on the way of migration, and it was dark, without moon, light and fire, and it was difficult to move forward. The road behind us is as dark and confused as the road ahead. Everyone is wandering, afraid, and deeply desperate. At this moment, an ugly young man took out his heart and lit a fire in his hand. He held high a bright heart and led his people out of the black forest. Later, he became the chief of this tribe. As long as there is a lamp in your heart, even ordinary people will have a beautiful life.
So, let's light this lamp. As the blind man said, not only illuminate others, but also illuminate yourself. In this way, our love will last forever, and we will love life more and enjoy everything that life has given us. At the same time, it will also give others light and let them realize the beauty of life and the harmony between people. In this way, our world will become better and we will not be lonely on this lonely planet. In this beautiful world, as long as there is love in your heart, the lamp of love will never go out.
We are walking on our own track, carrying a lamp, a lamp that emits infinite light. Keep company with the stars in the sky Do you know that?/You know what? How many touching and beautiful stories happened there? What if the lights are dim!
Oh, well, keep that light on forever.
Composition 4 about lighting the heart lamp
Clouds roll and clouds are comfortable, watching the world change; Flowers bloom and fall, and the sun, the moon and the stars change.
Light a lamp in your heart and my heart, and the warmth will pass between you and my heart.
Entering the third grade, I can't help but bear great pressure. One day, because I had finished my homework at noon, I was very free at night. I looked up at the lamp, only to find that the lampshade was covered with dust. Looking out of the window, the little road is still flashing!
Inadvertently opened the drawer, only to find an unopened English tape, which aroused a frenzy in my heart. I'll play? I hired a tape recorder after years of unemployment. Cut? Bang, listen to the tape again? Rumbling? Turn slowly,? Keats? The sound gives me the creeps. When I took off the tape, I found that the tape recorder was heartless? Erosion? Magnetic tape. Just as I walked out the door, my brother looked at the tape in his hand bored. I quickly handed it to him and explained the adverse reaction of using it.
He quickly and carefully looked at the tape and scanned the rows of tooth boxes on it. Then he dug out a small screwdriver from the household tool, perhaps because he was unfamiliar with it, and groped for a long time on this never-used repair tool. He gently unscrewed the small screws embedded in the shell, slowly put them into the small box prepared in advance, because of the attraction of the small screws in the process of using the screwdriver, and then rearranged the rolled tape with his index finger and thumb. The line of sight in his eyes is almost level with the tape, two small black eyeballs rotate in a certain viewing area, and thick eyebrows gather on his forehead. I saw that the lights in the street had gone out a little, and the clock had pointed to 1 1 half past one. I said casually: forget it. I wasn't listening anyway, okay? He stood up straight, with tape in his hand, cleared his throat and said to me, Sister, you can't give up halfway, which you told me when you were a child! All right, the tape is fixed. ? I was speechless, but I cheered for my brother in my heart. I went straight into the room, still putting the tape into the tape recorder, and the room echoed with fluent English. I looked into my brother's room and found that the light was still on.
Tell me gently, light up the darkest place in my heart, and those invisible hands of light will convey warmth between me and him!
Clouds roll around and make the situation change; Flowers bloom and fall, and the sun and moon take on a new look.
Light a heart lamp, you and I will be warm together!