I love perfection, but perfection never loves me. Therefore, I can only choose to miss and choose a defective me.
Miss a continuous spring rain, miss a fresh summer morning, miss the last autumn leaf, miss the only snow this winter. I miss the exotic fish in the lotus pond and the curled clouds in the sky. I miss a touching look and a warm hug. A misunderstanding missed a sincere friendship. A misunderstanding, missed the opportunity to never come again. Take a nap at night and miss the beauty of epiphyllum. Life is like this. After choosing something, you should learn to choose to miss it.
In the face of perfection, we always choose too many mistakes, and we always say forget it! But don't we want to witness the missing perfection? Life is too short and the road is too clear. In order not to miss something we can't miss, we choose to miss it. Just like Venus is beautiful without arms, we seek perfection by choosing too many mistakes.
Everyone will choose to miss countless times. If you choose wealth, you will miss health; If you choose health, you miss comfort; If you choose comfort, you may miss freedom; If you choose freedom, you may miss wisdom; If you choose wisdom, you may miss your personality.
In our life, we will encounter many setbacks and difficulties. Looking back on the journey, the road is confused. Perhaps, the ideal sail is stranded on the realistic embankment; Perhaps, the dream on the road of life has died. At this time, we must choose to work hard. Only tenacity and strength are the character of soldiers; Only working hard is the attitude of the strong. Choosing to miss is not necessarily a wrong thing.
In this world, there are countless spring rains, countless mornings, countless fallen leaves and countless heavy snows. It's not the only one that missed it. Countless perfection, countless defects, not every one is perfect, every one has defects. We sometimes reluctantly choose to miss it, but it doesn't matter. I believe that as long as you choose carefully from the bottom of your heart, even if you choose to miss it, you will have no regrets.
Butterfly's life is destined to be extraordinary. She will undergo an eternal transformation, and her life will be accompanied by it.
When she was a caterpillar, she didn't necessarily know that she had experienced endless pain with her. How should she choose? Is moaning an option? still ......
I still remember my mother once said, "God is fair to all of us." I won't feel inferior, I won't give up, I have to rely on myself. "There is no road in the world, and more people will become roads." Suffering, we walked together. After the baptism of the storm, with her dream, she went on her way. ......
There is no doubt that the road is rugged. Going for a walk with lark was only met with a sneer, but she still endured it. Suddenly it began to rain lightly. Every bud is a greedy child at the moment, and the crops in the wheat field are the biggest winners. It's all given by nature, and she's the only one, and she's on her way before she can envy it. She firmly believes that her ideal is still far away.
We walked together, through this persistent pursuit.
The road under your feet is endless. ......
One day, she felt that she couldn't move and was gradually wrapped up. This is just the beginning, the beginning of a new life, and the road under her feet is far from stopping. Only when you walk a road can you see the rainbow after the storm. This road is steady. Gradually with the passage of time, she emerged from the cocoon and became the most beautiful angel sent by heaven, a wing bearing too much hope. Please firmly believe that this road, we walked together and lived alone, isn't this the best interpretation of life?
Let's walk together and watch the rainbow after the storm. ......
Until now, we didn't really understand the road, which was right under our feet.
I like holding a book of poems in my hand, or reading the lazy and emotional thoughts of "looking at flowers in the front and back mirror, flowers on flowers", drawing the beauty of women with faint distant mountains; Or feel the undercurrent of political power struggle in Tai Shigong's works, full of intrigue and danger; Or take a heart and three hairs to the Sahara desert to enjoy the exotic customs. The ancients said, "What you say must be done, as you say." Yes, you can really feel the temperament of the author in the article, or handsome and frank, or free and easy.
Readers who are generally respected in the literary world can find words consistent with the article to summarize the author's personality. I think this is the "character" we can perceive. He is not only embodied in an article, but permeates the writer's life-long writing process. The first time I met Yuan Zhonglang was in Man Jing's Travels: the mountains were washed away by clear snow, as beautiful as wiping, as beautiful as the face of a beautiful girl, and the bun was swept at first. A gifted scholar with such simple scenery wants to be a philosopher of life. He said to himself that he "expresses his spirit, does not stick to any pattern, and refuses to write unless it flows out of his heart". In fact, this sentence not only expresses Nakaro's literary thought, but also his attitude towards life. In those travel notes praising natural scenery, each one is his real exploration of this kind of life, an imaginary style. His article is his heart, and we can feel the truth of the author's personality from the article, which will make our heart sing.
Literature lies in the collision of ideas. Yuan Haowen of the Jin Dynasty put forward his own different views: "The heart is always distorted, and the article would rather see people again." We always think that the equal sign of personality and article has undergone subtle changes here. Articles will become masks in people's minds, just like Chun Xue and the Lower Liba people. Maybe we need a pair of smart eyes and a wise heart to perceive.
It's not late autumn, and the Woods are full of fallen leaves. Human nature "this is a cool autumn", but Lao Gen's stomach is boiling water. Lao Gen finished smoking a pack of cigarettes and looked at Xiao Gen next to the sweet potato: "Baby, we can go to school tomorrow. You should study hard in the future and then immigrate to college. Don't be worthless here all your life! " Small eyes lit up and didn't make any noise. In the early morning, birds and flowers are singing in the Woods, as if to bid farewell to friends for many years. Lao Gen led Xiao Gen and hitchhiked to the county seat with his bag on his back. A fallen leaf quietly fell into Xiaogen's bag and hid it for several years. Xiaogen is a private high school. Not only the quality of teaching is poor, but also the tuition is expensive. But he failed in the middle school entrance examination, so there was nothing he could do. Looking at my father taking out a crumpled pile of money for the teacher, my heart was sour, but my mind was clear. I always tell myself that I must study hard and live up to the trust of my teacher. It's still autumn. The birds in the forest sing faster and happier. Old roots are sweeping leaves. When he sweeps his face, he smiles. It seems that it is not a fallen leaf, but a son's report card. Xiaogen sends letters home every month so as not to worry the lonely old root at home. By the way, report your monthly exam results and tell your father that your son is fine. In spring, one year passed, and Xiaogen went to school again, but the tuition fee has not yet settled. With the approaching of the school date, Lao Gen has been running around in relatives' homes, hoping to borrow enough money to pay his son's tuition. Xiaogen still went to school, but he was heartbroken on the way. It will snow in spring. Nine more letters were received. When he received the seventh letter, he was preparing to cook sweet potato porridge for his soon-to-be-born son. Xiaogen dropped out of school and wanted to work. Lao Gen looked at the letter with red eyes. "Dad, it doesn't matter if I don't go to college. The important thing is that I can't let you suffer any more, or I will regret it all my life. " This is a summer without cicadas. No one dares to quarrel with Lao Gen because there is fire in his eyes. Xiaogen did go to work, but because of his lack of experience, he was almost deceived into doing pyramid schemes. When he returned to the Woods with his bag, it was already the second autumn. After two months of hard work, he only brought back two lines of tears. That's a good idea. There are no fallen leaves in the Woods. Xiaogen left and went to school with the tuition-free notice issued by the school.
Seeds are waiting for germination, buds are waiting for blooming, dry land is waiting for showers, and long-term dry land is waiting for a beam of sunshine. And we are young, waiting to grow up. Only by waiting, life will glow with different brilliance.
Some people say that waiting is endless, but it is not. Only people who sit down and think will feel this way. Waiting is also full of naughty and different happiness. Some time before the graduation exam, waiting for a holiday has become our greatest pleasure, and we are counting the days almost every day. Especially in the last ten minutes of math class, everyone watched it over and over again with a timer, counting silently in their hearts. I don't know where the class is, and the whole class can't sit still, like a needle stuck in the ass. Look! She is packing the pencil box. He is holding a pen in one hand and a lunch box in the other, waiting for the final sprint. "Ding-",the bell rang and everyone rushed out of the classroom like an arrow. Unconsciously, I also passed the final exam. Although I was a little excited when I was waiting for the end, everyone was facing parting, and there were bursts of sadness.
Waiting is also exciting to enter the middle school. My mind is more mature, so I have the idea of pursuing Excellence. The first step, of course, is to study hard, so I work harder than before. Although I can't talk about "head hanging beam, cone bites people", I have tried my best. But every time the "red line" on the test paper is "unsightly", it also indicates that my waiting is not over, and it also arouses my determination to work hard. In an exam, when I saw that my grades had improved, I ended my waiting, because my waiting produced ideal results. You think I'm satisfied like this? No, I will enter the next wonderful waiting journey with my dream.
Learn to wait before you can appreciate beauty. Flowers that have not experienced wind and rain are certainly not as beautiful as flowers that bloom after wind and rain. Perhaps, after waiting, you can get another world just because you are free from liberation.
What is experience? How should we experience life? Growing up, it seems that I have never thought about such a problem. The explanation in the dictionary is this: experience is to know things around you through practice; One of the meanings of life is to engage in various activities. Then, experiencing life should be to know things from various activities. Not only know the thing itself, but also realize the truth from it.
I didn't know the word experience at all when I was a child, let alone experience life.
I only remember that when I was in the fifth and sixth grades, my father often told me to go back to my hometown to work and try rural life more. He also called this behavior "experiencing life". For me, it was very reluctant at that time. Why didn't I blow the air conditioner at home and bask in the sun during the summer vacation? Maybe dark skin looks healthier. Now that I think about it, that kind of experience not only experienced the hardships of rural life, but also experienced what nature is. Experience that life, carefree.
What about life now?
The life of senior one is best described by the word tension. This is not my personal opinion, but everyone agrees. From the moment we entered senior one, teachers and parents kept instilling this idea in us, asking us to grasp everything and tighten every string in our heads. Say that freshman year is the first major turning point in your life and so on.
Dad often tells me a cliche: learning is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. I can't help it I am in the first year of high school. No one can avoid such a sermon.
So what can such a life experience? Undeniably, the life of senior one has taught us a lot and made us suffer a lot, but we have also grown a lot. Usually life is boring. The number of test papers can no longer be described by the word "like snowflakes", but the "trip of 3. 1 a day" is even more formulaic. Everyone has become very smart people, and the department representative will know today's homework when he walks to the blackboard.
There are our anxieties, fears, laughter, tears and helplessness. ...
In the first year of high school, we experienced the bitterness and remembered the sweetness.
I'm really going to throw up when I do the problem. After my father agrees, I can turn on the computer and be quiet.
Alas-it's crazy to be tortured by these messy questions! But I have to say that it really works, very effective!
Thinking that today is Saturday, I can relax anyway, so I used my mother's mobile phone to play "Wolf Man Kill". When my father came back from shopping, he saw me laughing hard on the sofa and went into the kitchen without saying anything. His face doesn't look very good. As for it? It's just that I made a mistake in the quiz, which made me look hopeless, like a dead leaf that fell to the ground and was trampled.
Soon, my father gave me a math test paper to finish, which he should have sorted out and printed last night. I took a look, and a strong sense of oppression came at me like a mountain. The examination paper is divided into four parts. Fill-in-the-blank questions and solution questions are at least the most common types. What the hell are judgment questions, discussion questions and supplementary condition questions? I read the test paper carefully,
I feel that the degree of each question is even close to the Olympic Games. The so-called fill-in-the-blank problem is the solution of the operation process, and the strength of the solution is higher than usual. Judging that the discussion questions are just scary names, they actually act in the required order; The supplementary condition problem is to give you a broken question and a correct result, so that you can supplement the operation process and text data unit yourself.
To be the king of mathematics, it is not enough to have a strong foundation, but also to have a strong adaptability to deal with those strange problems. The teacher always says, I have talked about all the questions, and you can't make mistakes just because you didn't listen. ...
I can only say "hehe" when he says that. Since my father accepted the challenge, I have no reason not to accept it. As a soldier, I can't shrink back. More importantly, it can enlighten me.
Bright flowers need to wait, winter goes and spring comes, and caterpillars need to wait to become butterflies. Everything in the world needs to wait for a period of time, waiting to make them more beautiful, waiting to make them more cherished.
There are many chrysanthemums and two peony flowers in a small garden. Autumn is coming, chrysanthemums are competing to open, and people are praising the beauty of chrysanthemums. But I didn't see the peony branches hanging aside. There is a peony, jealous of people praising chrysanthemums and desperately wanting to blossom. Finally, in the middle of the night, the peony opened. People watched her again and again. He was so happy that he said contemptuously to the peony beside him, "Hey, what are you doing?" ? Don't you want to be praised by people like me? ""I'm waiting, waiting for the drums of spring, waiting for the tears of rain. "The next day, the peony who was still waiting found that the peony, as her usual companion, had fallen to the ground and withered. She just sighed. Spring is coming, and the peonies are blooming. She is the most beautiful peony and people are full of praise for her. But she felt uncomfortable and was still thinking about the peony that refused to wait.
If you want to bloom beautifully, you must learn to wait first. People who are impatient and eager for success can only get twice the result with half the effort. Of course, in the long wait, you will be just an ugly duckling, just a humble sapling. If you wait patiently and work hard for it, you will become a white swan and a towering tree.
However, some people can't wait. They think that they are just an ugly duckling who is spurned and disliked, so they give up their ideals and beliefs. Actually, it's not. It's just the wrong time People don't know what you can do yet. Even if we are really ugly ducklings, we should be more confident to work hard, wait and create a world that belongs to ugly ducklings. Even if you are really a peony, you are destined to be praised, but if you bloom untimely, you can only force yourself to wither as soon as possible.
Therefore, we should learn to wait, learn to wait for the opportunity, and learn to wait for the flowers to bloom. At that time, we will break through the cocoon, bloom our own beauty and stand tall in the crowd.
He frowned, put his hands on his back, and walked slowly step by step, going to this end, then turning back, then going to that end, and then turning back. The wick incense in front of the main hall is burning slowly and smoky. Outside the hall, the emissary sent by Lv Hou put down his hand and stood quietly.
Han Xin hesitated. The man who used to be decisive and calm on the battlefield hesitated. Lv Hou sent someone to invite him to a banquet to celebrate the victory of Hanwang. Vaguely, he felt a little dangerous. With his years of battlefield experience, he felt it. He Ming
The white rabbit died and the dog cooked. I didn't expect this bad luck to come so early. So, Hanwang is determined to get rid of him? Although deprived of the royal power, he only kept the name of a general.
Sweat oozed from his palm; If you don't go, how will you tell Lv Hou? He looked up at the messenger and just met the messenger's eyes. The messenger did not shy away, but whispered, "The Prime Minister Xiao is here."
This statement made in advance seemed to penetrate Han Xin's heart, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Prime Minister Xiao!" Yes, Premier Xiao, his best friend and teacher. Han Xin looked at the smoke, lost in thought. ......
People in the same city laughed and let him climb over their legs. Han Xin bent down slowly.
The floating mother brings him food every day, even though she is too poor to make a living by washing clothes.
He slowly walked out of Liu Bang's tent and sighed at the bright moon. His heart is full of confusion and pain. He walked aimlessly with the escaped soldiers. There was a sound of hooves behind him, and Xiao He's clear voice penetrated his heart like a cold moonlight: "Han Xin, you stay!" Then, we will have a drink under the moon to express our feelings. That night, he smiled knowingly, as pure as a full moon.
"Yes, Premier Xiao is my confidant for many years. Without him, there would be no me today. " Han Xin raised his eyebrows, heaved a sigh, and returned to his old appearance: "Let's go." The messenger gave an imperceptible mysterious smile.
Han Xin briskly jumped into the carriage to meet him. The carriage rattled, raising the dust of the years and heading for Weiyang Palace. On that day, Han Xin did not leave Weiyang Palace, and he will never leave.
High school full mark composition 10 beginning method:
Parallelism, punctuality and style
Seeds break through the imprison influence of rock stratum; Facing the light;
The cloud influence of eagle storm flew into the sky;
The steed broke through the influence of the reins and ran for vilen;
Haiyan rushed to a more violent storm. freedom
What is this? It came quietly, leaving no trace, but arousing all kinds of light dance.
What is it, leaving no trace, but coming quietly, which can leave a season of singing?
What is this? It came quietly and left quietly, leaving a golden color in the harvest season.
What is it, quietly leaving and gently coming, spinning a white dream for the silent earth?
The philosopher smiled at the blue sky: It's time.
Children clap their hands with kites: that's the wind.
The wanderer said: nothing, just a dream (happiness with an answer)
Starting method:
Stories and fables are very fresh.
A mother always thinks her son is a genius. Even though he broke more than a dozen plates when he was a waiter, he sold tickets.
The clerk lost his wallet when he got off the bus for the second time and sealed all the letters sent by others when he was the postman.
Finally, my son went to the army. Three years later, the mother proudly attended her son's review ceremony. People look at the passing team, haha.
My mother laughed and shouted excitedly, Oh, dear Paul! They all went the wrong way, only you went the right way! Emotion affects the cognition of things.
1987, 75 nobel prize winners met in Paris. Someone asked a Nobel Prize winner: In which university and laboratory did you learn the most important thing? Unexpectedly, the white-haired scholar replied: it is in kindergarten. The scholar's answer was recognized by the participating scientists. The starting point of wisdom
The above is the second choice of Chinese learning methods in senior one: the whole content of the perfect composition, I hope it will help everyone!