1, a fallen leaf falls in front of me. I picked it up and stuffed it into my diary. Let this ordinary fallen leaf peep at the unknown memory in my heart; Listen to my cry at midnight. Then, I will quietly say to the earth that I care about the fallen leaves, more about midnight, and about its mysterious tranquility and leisure.
Although midnight brought the cold moonlight, my heart was shouting and my thoughts were restless. So, I try to let my soul run in the dark. Then, an indescribable and gradually intense emotion dragged my body, as if I had transcended time and space and reached another perfect and wild realm.
This cool and elegant realm retains a kind of exquisite and pure pure land. But when I first saw it, it felt like a piece of glass was suddenly broken, as if life and death, noise and tranquility, vicissitudes and reality were interspersed in the dying sky. Suddenly, a sharp parabola appeared in front of my eyes, which cut the silence of midnight and formed a deep scar. In an instant, thousands of huge plastic bags appeared in the cold night sky, covering my head tightly in an attempt to suppress my breathing. So, I tried to break free and breathe the fresh breath of the earth. Finally, everything became quiet and I was released. Open the dusty memory, I can't help but open my closed heart and slowly open my eyes.
At present, there are elegant and beautiful midnight scenery everywhere. I sat on the stone steps, enjoying the quiet and leisurely midnight, and then admiring the exquisite and elegant figure sketches in my hands with artistic eyes. A cup of light green tea, a few crisp nightingale whispers, a fresh and pure stream, and a fresh and quiet night scene can all make me have the gentle poetry of the poet "clear water makes hibiscus, and it is naturally carved".
Through those dark years, I once felt nostalgic. Looking down, I found it was cool at midnight. So, I opened my diary, gently picked up the fallen leaves sleeping in the depths of my memory, returned to the earth, and let it return to the tranquility and leisure of midnight.
I opened my diary, put on a new refill, and earnestly wrote, one stroke at a time: gorgeous quality is not China, sunny flowers are not luxury, autumn fragrance, missing thoughts, may beauty last forever.
Every time I am in a bad mood, I will write this sentence again and again. This sentence seems to have great magic, which can calm my mood and soothe my soul.
An Wei said that if you love someone, you should love them to the extreme, and you can't leave any regrets for yourself.
I quite agree.
But, after all, that's An Wei, our sister. She is not destined to be a canary in a cage. She has a vast world, and her love should be brave and fearless. But I, not necessarily.
I think I'm really weak. When I was in Class One with Luo Yung, I enjoyed watching him secretly, immersed in my own little happiness, like a greedy thief, eager to get his eyes, but unwilling to let him find out. How is that possible?
I thought I used to be sentimental, but I was really indecisive. When it breaks down. Now Yang Luo has fallen in love with another girl. Cheng Hui once said to me, in this case, please smile and bless.
I nodded with a smile. Yes, it should be blessed. They built their own world of two people, and I was just an outsider around them. If I get involved, I will hurt others and myself. What can I do without blessing?
I am not a particularly happy person. I am good at hiding my pain and bringing happiness and smiles to others. I am afraid that others will see my pain and weakness, just like seeing ugliness. Qu Ran always said that I had a strong self-esteem. Maybe my pride won't allow me to look back.
I don't want to look back.
That time, when I met Luo Yung in the library, I had determined my heart and understood that I was not so fragile. At least I can greet him with a smile under his eyes and walk past him with my head held high. No nostalgia.
In the new class, there is a girl named Wang Qian. Her personality is quite cheerful. No matter who made her angry, she didn't care, smiled and laughed, but she still had a good fight with the National People's Congress.
However, she fell in love with a boy who studied physical education in our class.
Every day, every day, in her body, our classmates deeply realized what perseverance is.
That boy doesn't like her. He likes a beautiful girl who studies PE with him.
After dinner that day, Wang Qian helped him clear the table. He was drunk because his goddess refused his confession because of Wang Qian.
She smiled and waited for him to come back, so she told him happily that she cleaned it herself. She has been waiting for him to give her a chance. But his eyes were all cold, turned into ice and stabbed her. He overturned the table without looking, and the girls around him were frightened. She apologized to him and helped him pick it up. He was ungrateful, cursed and gone. However, she smiled and helped him clean up.
The class burst into sighs.
I turned around and stopped looking. My heart is a mess. I think there may be many people like me in this world, but there are few persistent girls like money.
If I had a choice, I would rather die alone than love someone so humbly. Love should be equal, and no one should return as much as they pay. If loving someone is doomed to lose dignity, then I would rather not love.
It is said that it takes about eight minutes for light to reach the earth from the sun, but what we see now is only the light that passed through the light-year eight minutes ago.
The starry sky overhead, the star you can see when you look up, may be hundreds of thousands of light years away from us. And the stars we see now, bright or dark, may have fallen for many years.
Then even if there is stronger light, it will take eight minutes. That bright and dazzling first ray of dawn, through the dim universe, through the free dust, through the clouds, through the deep nebula, can become our eyes now.
And when we admire the beauty of success, it is the glory that she has long since disappeared.
Being a beam of light may experience ups and downs, may drift from place to place, and may not shine in the end, but it will impress everyone who sees the sunrise. Because this is the glory that can only bloom after a lot of confusion.
Be a beam of light, don't look back easily. The fallen stars are beautiful, but wouldn't it be better to stick to them? When the dust is washed away and reappears in front of the world, you will look back, you will look forward, and you will find how memorable this long road is.
Don't be knocked down by the current predicament, stick to it and you will see your dazzling existence in the near future.
Suddenly I remembered The Brightest Star in the Night Sky. "Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence, whenever I get lost in the dark, the brightest star in the night sky, please guide me to get close to you …" In fact, everyone will be confused and disappointed, but after you pass through the wireless darkness, you are naturally the brightest star in the night sky.
Girl, your smile is like a flower, and a white dress distinguishes elegance.
Once you and I looked up at the sky hand in hand, but now you and I go our separate ways. I wonder if you still have me in your heart? You said: "separation is for the next goodbye." When time and years are quiet, we will smile together. " The bronze mirror you gave me, I put it by the bed, and the mirror and the jewelry box complement each other, forming a unique landscape. You know I like everything in ancient times, so you gave me an unforgettable gift on my birthday. You said, "Let's go to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses sometime. As long as you like us, you can travel all over the world. " After hearing what you said, I silently wiped my tears behind your back. Thank you. If it weren't for you, would there be this arrogant girl now? Everyone says that our relationship is better than sisters, but we don't know how much wind and rain we have experienced together. At the moment, I am sitting alone on the lawn of the ancient road, and I always feel that the green under my feet is particularly bright.
There is a swing rack behind the attic, on which two swings are hung horizontally, which you and I made together. I still remember the picture of you leaving. We all had tears in our eyes, but we didn't cry. You smiled at me and then turned and left. "If one day you come back, don't forget our agreement. Let's go to see the terracotta warriors and horses and blow the wind of the western regions together. " I cried and sat on the ground, having forgotten the happiness and happiness of the past.
Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river.
A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
But in my eyes, your every move attracts me. "Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue ..." Brother Li once again reminds me of the pavilion, the ancient road and the grass ... Isn't that our world!
"I'm not like you. We are both treasures at home, but can you guarantee that such treasures will not become waste if they are placed in society? " That's what I told you. In fact, you and I didn't know enough about the world at that time. Roses are so gorgeous, more beautiful than roses, daffodils and roses. I know you don't like the beauty of roses. You just want to be a flower on the other side, the most unforgettable red along the way with me.
Girl, your smile is like a flower, and the moon shadows smell the years.
Last night's rain poured a season of bitter water, and it has not eliminated the haze until today. The youth on the fingertips can't stop it from falling from the clouds, and it breaks into a dazzling and hurried young memory. Walking barefoot through the cycle of rainy season, I met this year's flowers unexpectedly. I thought I could indulge in the flowers and plants all over the tree, but somehow I wetted my eyes. I think the glass slag on the ground pierced my foot. Bloody, unsightly, pouring out unstoppable pain and sadness. The castle floating at an altitude of 90,000 meters guards the tears deep in the jungle. I gave all my tears to Baiyun, and Baiyun chose to walk with the sky. So, I have no reason to cry, and I can't cry.
Standing on the deserted subway, there was a strong wind in the corridor. There are always people passing by, but only a large back is left in an instant. I sent him away, but I got lost here. Just like the ruins in the earthquake, there are only crying voices and sentimental hugs in my ears. I stood on the high platform and watched this huge farewell ceremony. I don't understand that this is a fragile emotion of human beings, even though I am of the same kind as them.
Everyone is like a lonely planet, doing his own work in the established orbit. After thousands of years, I quietly hid the so-called innocence, wrote the vicissitudes on paper, and there were thousands of gullies. If a planet is too lonely, I leave my way with a little deviation, just to see the scenery I have never seen before-the flowers of strangers. The result will only destroy all the blooming flowers that don't know who they belong to. Fate is like this, too paranoid to go its own way, young and frivolous reluctant to leave. We are all like this. We don't want to believe in fate. We don't believe that we will be forgotten by time. We don't want to believe that we are small, even worse than a grain of dust. Therefore, the angry years punished us and wrote the story in another way. The end of the road is the separation between people. It burns the brand of drunkenness into a fiery cold sleep and engraves the painful fault into a painful result. People who violate taboos have no reason to be punished.
I watched people coming and going, the wind stopped blowing, the sky was rolling up, and the fog was thick, as if it were burnt. It is a clear allusion to my incompatibility and naked contempt. When everyone was reluctant to part with each other, fearing that this farewell would be hard to see for many years, I smiled at my tearful friend and said that this was just a farewell, so don't worry. I don't know who sent away who, who watched who drifted away. It's like I wore inappropriate clothes, but I was still ignored. People all over the world ignored me, and I was the only one in the huge station, laughing unsociable. They said goodbye, I said no, I don't need a few drops of water to symbolize the weak, and I don't need that fantasy reunion. I have worldly desires, but I still want to be clean. Anyway, I won't make the sky cry. Those are my tears.
Once people were written into once stories, and once stories were erased by a fire of youth. Maybe I still miss it, but I don't care anymore. Maybe I still care, but there's nothing I can do. We are all irrelevant beings, because on impulse, we hit other planets full of flowers. Fortunately, although the spark is beautiful and dangerous, it only burns a few small flowers. We are flowers on this planet, facing each other across a galaxy. It was fate that brought us together, falling in the nearest horizon, embracing each other and losing everything in the blazing flame. No one would have thought that on the night when the meteor crossed, two insignificant lives passed away. However, I suddenly found that countless flowers have the same desire to embrace friends or lovers who span 80 thousand light years. I have staged the same heroic sacrifice countless times, but I have no regrets. One flew away, one withered, until it fell into a wasteland. When there are no flowers on this planet, maybe it will call for the once blooming life with a gesture as low as dust. There may be a time when I regret losing control. But the flowers won't regret it, and neither will I. I suddenly seem to understand their tears, and their hatred has nowhere to tell. Sorrow welled up from the deepest dust-laden lacrimal gland, but I didn't have tears like a planet. I have no right to cry. I'm sad but helpless. I can only ask the sky for tears.
The flowers in the grass are different from others. Seagulls are different in the blue sea; White clouds under the blue sky look different. The same is true of being a man. If you want to succeed, you must be different.
The pearl in the material is different in the sand, so we should be like that pearl, even if it is buried in the sand, the pearl will be found. Everyone has his own life, and everyone's life is different. If we follow the trend and echo the success of others, then in the end we will lose the "sand". We will eventually become toddlers in Handan. We may not even know how to walk. Everyone has his own personality and personality characteristics. Give full play to them and make yourself different from others. In this way, your chances will increase and success will be closer to you.
Being different allows us to be discovered by more people. Even in a pile of sand, if you are an ordinary stone, then you are different and you will be found. "Stand out from the crowd" is like this: cranes are different from chickens.
If all you are looking for is a chicken, imagine how likely you are to be found.
Being different allows us to seize more opportunities. If you win the chance of being discovered by others, you win more job opportunities. It is unusual for Jay Chou to be shot on the piano in a group of waiters. It was because of his uniqueness that he was discovered by the boss and stopped serving. When a university graduates with a distinctive resume, it first wins the favor of recruiters and gets job opportunities. It is unusual for Jay Chou to be shot on the piano in a group of waiters. It was because of his uniqueness that he was discovered by the boss and stopped serving. Only when you are different from others can you enjoy the joy of success.
Being different can sharpen our will. When we are different, we will be questioned and scolded by many people. It is a well-known truth that we should grit our teeth, persevere, win everyone's understanding and support, and finally change their attitude.
Being different requires us to have enough courage. Sometimes it's not that we don't want to be different, but that we dare not. When everyone does the same thing, you can only stand out among more ordinary people if you are different, and you can only be liked by more people if you have characteristics. In the real estate industry, Pan Shiyi is definitely not the largest company, but his company has definitely attracted the most attention. Because of his almost stick figure appearance and sharp language, he is brilliant today, and it is his uniqueness that makes him successful today.
Orchids are not as big as peonies, as fragrant as roses, and as hot as pomegranates, but they grow in a valley that does not compete with the secular world. Whether others appreciate them or not, they all exude their own faint fragrance, which is its uniqueness. Because of this, he got the reputation of a gentleman in flowers.
Be a different person and let others be good at discovering themselves, and you will find that success is actually very close to you.
Composition 7 of Senior Two ended a week of "hard" study and was able to go home this morning. The morning wind passed by me and took away my weak temperature. "Wouldn't it be better to have another light rain?"
Quiet streets, with few pedestrians and strangers, are like parallel lines that never intersect. The distant sound of cars, clear footsteps, elongated shadows, a long way. "I, are you finished?" Looking up at the sky, the sky is getting brighter and the body instinctively closes its eyes. Cold feeling, hand touching eyebrows "Is it raining?" Really, say what's right? "I smiled myself. Rest? Or, run? In the street, besides the sound of rain and cars, there were faint and hurried footsteps, and the water in the pool splashed on the already soaked pants. Only one person is waiting for the bus at the station in the morning. His hair was dripping with water, most of his clothes were wet, and his schoolbag was not spared. I wonder if the books in it are wet. As soon as the cool breeze blows, a yawn will follow the wind. Ten minutes later, the bus came. He left. I feel inexplicable pain in my heart, and there are many unpleasant things, right? Me? Who am I asking? Leaves floating, cliff peak, first snow arrival, one person is independent, which one? "Life without love, the heart is dying. "He thought he had paid so much, but only got a disappointing and sad result. He finally, no, lost, lost again. Is there a road ahead that suits him? It's too hard to walk, too "desperate".
He used to be in high spirits, but now he is really ugly. Completely cold, cold, the world! It's not me that is wrong, but the world. It's cold, Will. How can you wake up without freezing? Zero, your limit, right? I hope this is not my limit. Does "below zero" really exist? It is said that "sub-zero" is a dusty world for a long time, and only those who are selected and have certain abilities have the opportunity to enter. Another "sub-zero" rumor, as long as you open this door, it will definitely change the pattern, no matter what the situation. If you haven't completely abandoned me, let me go to the last place of hope. You know it's impossible, it's just an extravagant hope, a farce that won't have a result! Those who climb to the top of the cliff will fall down later. He, what will be the final result?
The sky is drifting away from me, and the wind is whistling and permeating my body. Chaoyang seems close at hand. Hope, like a meteor, is accelerating its fall. I can't see, am I called? Is the beauty of clouds as simple as you think? Cold phoenix, erosion. Cold water, invasion, irritate my skin, sink, sink to where? Close your eyes and never see it again. Open your closed eyes and the laughing students come into view. This is obviously post-repair. What else can I say? What about myself? What was it when I was asleep? I also had a strange dream, but it made me feel familiar. I'm no different from them, am I? I don't even want to accept the excuse that I am too tired.
After the bell rang, they left, the students boarded the plane and had a ten-minute break. In the empty classroom, my eyes reveal those famous confused eyes. "Teacher, you may really need talent. Some things may really depend on hard work, but you can't reach a certain level without a certain talent. Others may not be able to do it in a few minutes, or you may not be able to do it in an hour. Dreaming of such a thing may be really far away. I naively thought that high school wouldn't be difficult. Senior one, seemingly difficult, seemingly not too difficult, has passed, perhaps naive to think that senior two will only be like senior one, wrong, very wrong, how can it remain the same? As soon as high school started, I began to get tired. It seems that my grades are better. In my sophomore year, I lost my liberal arts. I can hardly keep my balance. Others may be a little worse. I can't understand, nature can't do it, and I can't create hope. Like a meteor speeding down. Looking at it, I kept turning it over, and the mistakes I had made surged in and flashed by.
The mistakes in research exams are similar. Reprint the last 40 points today. At this time, the more you walk, the easier it is to be depressed. You seem to have been suppressing something, and it may break out sooner or later. There is too much noise around you, and the atmosphere you want to leave is too low and more depressing. Now I seem to be infected. I didn't even know what I was like at that time, and my dream was too far away. The merger seems more difficult, not to mention I don't have to think about it. I can't do it now, and I want to graduate now, but I don't want to know three languages so soon if I don't pass the exam. But apart from Chinese, English is almost impossible, let alone a small language. Without this talent, it is more difficult to do anything. Some heights are still difficult to reach. It's really too difficult to learn well. The noise around me only makes me want to stay away. What should I do if I persist or am disappointed? Just like now, I let myself down, like being trapped in a cage called myself, unable to escape, facing the sense of powerlessness that I have long forgotten and the sense of helplessness that I won't have. Have you ever thought that you really work hard on weekdays? Have you really studied hard? Or is it just self-deception? This failure may be nothing, but I'm afraid it will fail next time and I can't find my own shortcomings or make up for it in the same place.
I don't know if it is because I am closer to the third year of the college entrance examination, so I am flustered and impatient. I made a lot of mistakes in the third year of college entrance examination, and I don't know if I can accept it. If I was wrong before, I would think I was wrong. If I make more mistakes, I will do better next time. But apart from studying, I can't see my other strengths. The easiest and quickest way to go further is to study, but I don't seem to care about me. Maybe the time to shine has passed. Will we never find the state before the past? Can't you reach it? Maybe, or is this just your own illusion? Can you hold on a little longer? Can you say something encouraging to yourself again? When a person pays seriously but doesn't get a certain return, he will be confused and think about what he has done. Is it just in vain? I don't like or even hate noisy classrooms. The peace outside was also broken. Is there no place for me to be quiet? This physics has the feeling that I quit the competition. Let's not make a fool of ourselves in the competition. I am not very good at it. Should I really restore my "nature"? Do your own thing, turn a deaf ear to things outside the window, behave and don't want to remember your name but be torn off. What's the point? To tell the truth, this group of people gives me the feeling that they are in the same world as you, not in the same world. It's hard to achieve your strengths in places too far away.
Me? What the hell am I doing? Why should we work hard? Just for a score? Although I may really need this score, will it collapse before I get it? "This is not long ago, their doubts, now also cheer up some, the phoenix blowing out of the window, let me wake up a little. Normal temperature water enters the body and stimulates the body. Steaming hot water on someone else's desktop. " Don't be confused, no matter how bad the external environment is, stick to yourself. Whether you like it or not, the road must go on. In that case, why give yourself so much burden? Remember, my own goal: to go to college, undergraduate! On the way to my goal, I will encounter many difficulties. No matter what difficulties there are, remember: step by step, finish what I should do now (the teacher arranged for me to recite and read the subjects I learned that day to enhance my impression. Anyway, it's just a preview. The most important thing is to listen carefully in class. Other duties, if a classmate violates discipline, you write it down silently, and how to deal with it is not for you to decide (I personally agree with this sentence, it is really not for me to decide). If the students know, they will reluctantly say to ta: This is my duty. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do when my classmates see that you violate discipline. I'll remind you next time. And you have to be mentally prepared and find a way out for yourself. If you can't reach the goal, you won't be admitted to the undergraduate course or undergraduate course. I can choose to repeat and take the exam, or I can take the exam after three years of study. There are twists and turns in life, and it is impossible to walk all the way to the end and hang yourself on a tree. We work so hard not only for grades, but also for grades, which is a standard to measure students' learning situation scientifically and fairly at present. Especially for our ordinary students and students in poor areas, there is only one fair chance to participate in the competition. Moreover, in such a period, taking the college entrance examination will make our future road go smoother. This is the admission ticket. When you are going to get married, what will the woman think of you if she knows that you haven't even gone to college? In fact, studying hard is the only task at your age. Don't compare with the "special case" promoted by some media, because you don't have the capital. ) just be yourself and do the current thing well. Don't be entangled, don't be confused, and go on firmly. If you have any ideas, talk to the teacher. "At that time, it had a certain influence on me, and I gradually let go.
The indoor temperature is no longer warm, the bright lights are no longer dazzling, people are moving, and I walk last. "This road, I want to go on, and I will never give up easily. I, unlike them, am different! I will finally believe that I can do better. "With the press of my finger, the light disappeared from my eyes. "Let's go, the road ahead is long, and I want to see the scene when I recorded the flowers." In the unmanned teaching building, a figure came out of the darkness and disappeared into the darkness.