Ovid, an ancient Roman celebrity, said: "A horse will never gallop if it is not closely chased by a horse!" This sentence fully illustrates the importance of competition. When it comes to competition, you may think of cruelty, broken friendship and career decline. But this only stays in its negative effects. Think about it, if there is no competition in the world, why did ancient water cells develop into plants and animals, and why did they differentiate into different species? Without competition, people's inertia will be obvious. So, will society develop to this day?
In the early morning after the rain, the sun has not yet spit white from the east. I sat alone on the grass, accompanied by my grass fragrance. At this time, a butterfly flew to my side, as if to come to the end of my life. Seeing me alone, it told me its story:
"When the first ray of sunshine fell on me, I fell in love with this world: rivers, green grass and blue sky in the morning. Being a bug is a happy thing for many people of the same kind, but I want to get rid of the shackles around me. I started my own cocoon, and every day there are questions from around me. They don't understand why I gave up this leisurely life. I choose stubbornness. Until I was completely surrounded by me, I slept alone in it, looking for what I had been longing for!
I don't know how long I slept, but I opened my eyes in a daze. Tired of black, I miss the sky, sunshine and grass I love. I struggled and tried my best to fight the shackles around me. Never give up, even if it burns your life. Gradually, I can see the sunshine. Just when I opened the first seam, the light outside the cocoon completely awakened my desire for the world. The world is already in front of my eyes. This force prompted me to open the shackles around me bit by bit, finally. I saw it, I saw the long-lost sun! At the same time, my body has undergone subtle changes. The dull and bloated body has become extremely slender. Behind me are a pair of drooping wings. I spread them out carefully and waved them with unprecedented strength. It was not until the moment I left that leaf that I realized that I had become a butterfly!
My world has become more colorful since then. It is the joy of flying in the flowers, the freedom of flying in the grass ... but when I am still immersed in the joy of spreading my wings. My friend reminded me that life is running out. Yes, the beauty of butterflies will only be fleeting. Soon, I will say goodbye to this world and never see everything I love again. I won't be sad, because as soon as I was born, I was destined to leave.
I don't want to spend the rest of my life just piecing together the colors on my wings. Even if life is short, it doesn't mean wasting it. Never give up even if your strength is meager. I want to protect everything I love with my wings. I dedicated the dance to the grass, and the grass gave me my original home. I bring the powder of flowers to each other's partners, and the birth of each seed contains my love for them. It is raining heavily in the sky. Even if my wings are hit by rain and I can't fly, I will be extremely happy because I know that water can bring new life. When the sun rises, I will dry the rain, regain my wings and continue to protect everything I love. This short life has never stopped me from loving the world. On the contrary, it makes me cherish all this more. Until one day, the first seedling came out of the ground and decorated the surrounding land with its vibrant green. At that time, I got what I had been looking for all my life ... "
He closed his eyes forever before he finished. I put it in a flower and let her stay in this world that she loves all her life forever. At this time, a beam of sunshine broke through the defense line and scattered on the earth, and then a thousand beams of sunshine ushered in the dawn.
Going forward alone, I understand that it gets hope!
On a sunny afternoon, I decided to go out for a walk because I thought the sun was fine. Take off the famous brand, put on the unmarked hurdle vest and put on a pair of beach pants and flip-flops. Shaking out the door. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this dress is somewhat neither fish nor fowl. But I feel very comfortable.
Walking on the white light road, the road is much wider than before, with endless traffic and high-rise buildings on both sides. People are either holding "crazy love" or Samsung in their hands, or holding a so-called smart phone of a famous brand. This is completely different from your old life of walking and talking loudly. When I gradually felt that there should be nothing I was looking for on this road, I was about to leave when I suddenly saw the "Laobaiguang Road Shopping Mall" at the intersection. For an instant, it seems like a bright light ravaging my eyes.
There are "big chicken" and "delicious" on both sides of "Laobaiguang Road Shopping Mall". Perhaps it's because these two storefronts are red, and Laobaiguang Road Shopping Center is sandwiched in the middle, which looks very old. Many young people have entered the "delicious". Picking the bread they want to eat, and these people may not even have seen fried dough sticks and tofu brain. From Lin Zexu and Gu Yuan's eyes to see the world, to westernization, it is doomed that many western things will flood into our big China. However, has anyone ever thought that our Congress is "distorted"?
The old shopping mall on the old white light road seems to have a kind of magic, which attracted me to the past. The storefront is as old as its appearance. The goods are single, but most people who come in wear internationally famous brands, such as Nike, Adi or bread and butter. The girls are wearing what they think is refreshing perfume. Chanel or Dior. I am not a very classical girl, and I also have my favorite foreign brands. But I prefer nature and comfort. I always thought that the educational policy of Peking University was "inclusive". However, my understanding of tolerance is not blind worship of foreign things and flattery of foreign countries. I don't think there is anything wrong with "Made in China". In contrast, the tops of so-called well-known brands are simply not as good as the pure cotton vests I bought for twenty or thirty yuan in my eyes. At least it can represent the "real" China.
I know that our laws, our system and even our political system may change. But I hope this change is not just learning, but creating, and we must preserve our "truth". I stepped out of the shopping mall on Laobaiguang Road, still standing on Baiguang Road, looking at the people around me, as if it were no different from before and seemed strange. It seems very real, but it seems very false. How many people can realize that China is "distorted"? !
Pain, you came slowly, with a smile, leaving an eternal mark on people's hearts. You taught people to be strong; It is you who promote the pace of the times; You created beauty.
Pain is the bridge to success. Shi Tiesheng suddenly broke his leg at the most arrogant age in his life, which is undoubtedly a great pain, but he did not give in to the pain, but helped him succeed in the literary world. He once said: "The imperfection of human beings proves the existence of God." Incompleteness is painful for everyone, but pain can prove the existence of "God".
Pain is a white lie. God always likes to play jokes, but he doesn't play tricks on a person sincerely, but tries to make a person. Hard work pays off. More than 3,000 armor can swallow Wu, and Gou Jian's humiliation for many years is washed away. It is this white lie that makes Gou Jian once again.
Pain is the catalyst to stimulate potential. Beethoven's ears created the most beautiful music in the world after he was deaf. It was the pain that inspired him and made him find inspiration and eventually became a generation of music masters.
Some people say: "Pain makes people go to the abyss of death, making people lost and crazy." In fact, pain is not so terrible, but you haven't realized its beauty and its ability to create beauty.
Some people say, "Pain is poison, a poison without antidote". In fact, it's just that they haven't found this antidote yet. The antidote to pain is pain. When something goes to the worst, it will always get better, but you must be patient enough to accept the painful guidance.
Everything has two sides, just depending on how you look at it. Pain is no exception. If you always stare at the negative side, you will become a close friend of failure. If you look on the positive side, you will become a successful confidant.
Water leaves beautiful clouds after suffering, shells produce brilliant pearls after suffering, and the moon in the sky becomes round after loneliness.
When you are in pain, you come with a smile and leave people precious wealth; In pain, you quietly left, leaving a beautiful sky. You wave your sleeves and don't take away a cloud.
The colors of spring are really colorful, the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are light green, and the winter jasmine is delicate yellow ... No wonder poets love to sing praises to spring, and painters love to describe it, because spring is the confluence of all the beauty and colors in the world. I wonder why these colorful colors choose spring to come to the earth.
The spring rain is continuous and gentle. It moistens the earth, caresses it and whispers to it. When people are unconscious, they quietly merge into a river and accumulate into a deep pool. Ah, it is the spring rain that brings green life to the pool.
Wind and rain always come together. In early spring, the cold wind awakened everything. The treetops are green, the earth is green, and even the platforms of towering buildings are green. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan." How well you speak! But is it more than "green"?
Under the blowing of the wind, the wild flowers all over the mountains opened their eyes, one, two, one cluster, two clusters ... even joined together and merged into the sea. People face this ocean of blue, red and yellow ... gorgeous colors, and their troubles are gone, and their listlessness is gone. Thanks to the color of spring, it brings us upward strength and confidence.
Look at the sky in spring. Why is the sky colorful and dazzling? Ah, that's a kite flown by children. Under the blue sky and white clouds, kites of various shapes fly freely and soar freely. What a refreshing sight! Spring belongs to children, and the sky belongs to children, but aren't they also trying to dress up spring and add the color of spring?
However, if you lean down and look closely, you will find that there are scattered yellow in the pleasing colors, which is the trace left by last winter. You may sigh: "A fly in the ointment!" Yes, who will be in a good mood when looking at those few broken limbs and flagging grasses? However, you might as well cut off the yellow winter clothes, and you will find something more novel. It's green inside! It turns out that yellow grass is also gestating, gestating a better spring.
I finally understand why the colors in spring are so rich: it is the colored pens in the hands of Miss Chun who are waving diligently; It is naive children who dress naive; It is ignored by people. The grass is silently gestating.
People who enjoy the color of spring, what have you contributed to the color of spring?
When we are playing on the playground, our parents are working tirelessly for our high tuition. Whenever I go back to school, I see my parents are happy, and at the same time I feel very distressed to ask my parents for living expenses.
Life with a grateful heart is beautiful. Life is like a blank sheet of paper. With a grateful heart, pink will appear on this paper. I am grateful all my life. The background color of the paper is pink, so I have a wonderful life.
We should know how to repay our parents' kindness, and we should cherish their affection.
During the holiday, I stayed with my parents day and night, watching the burden on their shoulders bend my back. I was sad for a while. I help my parents clean the room, do housework, chat and express their guilt.
As a high school student, I have little time at home. I feel at a loss when I think back to my parents who work day and night at home. Parents' love for children is the most selfless. I was there, and I was deeply touched. Talking about mood phrases
Seeing my grandfather's death reminds me of my old father. I am afraid that in a hundred years, my father or mother will leave us, and we will have nothing to rely on ... I dare not think about it in the future. How terrible it will be!
We are still high school students, and there is not much we can give our parents. Studying hard is the only reward we can give them, and excellent grades are the best spiritual comfort we can give them. Only by seeing their children's academic achievements will parents feel that their efforts are worthwhile and their hard work has not been in vain.
Life with a grateful heart is beautiful. Life is like a blank sheet of paper. With a grateful heart, pink will appear on this paper. I am grateful all my life. The background color of the paper is pink, so I have a wonderful life.
The pain of parents is beyond our imagination. How many times, they sent us to the hospital in the middle of the night; How many times, in the storm, they expect us to go home quickly; How many times, they taught us the truth of being a man in the moonlight; How many times, ..... "But how much love there is in an inch of grass, and I got three rays of spring" The kindness of my parents is as deep as the sea. We should always be grateful and actively repay our parents.
A person's life is a life of gratitude. We are bathed in the kindness of others. Gratitude is our mission in life. Let's spread our love to the world with gratitude.
We are all thinking groups, parents, everyone has it. My parents who gave birth to me and the people who raised me are also parents. Taking this opportunity, I bowed deeply to my hardworking parents and said, "Mom and Dad, you have worked hard!" "
Excellent composition 7 1 mother's care
There are many forms of love between people, and maternal love is the most sincere and gentle. It comes like a flood and is as transparent as air, so it is most easily overlooked.
And my mother's love makes me unforgettable. It happened yesterday morning. I woke up and sat lazily on the sofa. Yes, my mother woke up and asked me, "What are you going to eat at noon today?" "I want to eat cabbage, beef stir-fried with green peppers and apple vinegar." "Er, no, green peppers are easy to get angry, cabbage is cold, and you still cough. And if you want to stir-fry beef again, you have to make sand tea sauce, so you can't eat it if you cough." No, you'd better think about it. " I stopped before my mother finished. "Stop, stop, what do you want? You killed all your good words! " I also gestured "decapitation" and said cheerfully. "Do you want to drink lotus root soup, just to stop coughing?" Mom said. "No, no! I hate lotus root, let me. No, absolutely not! " "Hum, you can't sayno.. I want to buy it, or your cough will drag on endlessly. Your father asked you to see a doctor and saidno. " After that, my mother didn't give me a chance to refute it. She quickly picked up her purse, put on her shoes and left angrily.
I fell down on the sofa in despair, thinking about lotus root, and my mouth felt sick and almost vomited.
Twenty minutes later, my mother came back. She didn't say anything to me, and went straight into the kitchen to cook. I didn't care too much, so I turned on the computer to play games.
Forty minutes later, my mother asked me to eat. I walked into the restaurant in dismay. Suddenly, what I saw made my mouth water. My cabbage and beef are fried with green peppers. Great! Uh, lotus root soup! Oh, my God! After sitting down, I immediately laid hands on the cabbage. "Bah, Bah!" "Why is there ginger? Hey, mom, it's not your habit. " "Hey, it's not for you. You said you love cabbage, so buy it. However, adding some Jiang Ye can't make the cabbage too cold. By the way, you can drink more lotus root soup in the future, and you can not eat lotus root, but you must drink beef and drink less soup. " Before my mother finished, my tears were already spinning in my eyes.
Caring is a signpost, which will bless you with smooth sailing.
What is Guan Ai?
Care, what is care, is a cup of coffee on the computer; It is considerate, a bouquet of lilies beside the patient's bed; It is comfort and encouragement for friends when they encounter setbacks. Care is a song that moistens people's hearts; Caring is a word that encourages people to face difficulties; Caring is a small action to guide others to the right path. The herringbone structure is mutual support, mutual care and mutual help. There is love everywhere on the earth.
Once after school, the cold wind roared and it rained heavily, and the road was covered with layers of snow-white "protective film". I was waiting for my mother to pick me up at the school gate, and a cold wind went straight into my trouser legs, making me blush with cold. Time goes by, and my mother hasn't come to pick me up yet. My heart becomes more resentful every second, resenting why my mother didn't pick me up. Winter nights are so cold and terrible. I was almost disappointed to see my classmates return to their warm homes under the care of their parents. The crowd had dispersed, leaving me at the door, and I was so anxious that I stamped my feet.
It is snowing harder and harder, and I am getting colder and colder. Unconsciously, the moon has quietly woven into the sky. "No, I want to go home!" I thought to myself, I rushed to the road, the snow was one inch thick, and I struggled to run. Gradually, my feet were too cold to walk. I sat there with tears in my eyes. A vague figure crossed the street. For a white-haired grandfather, he should be over sixty years old. He noticed me, so he came over gently and said with concern, "Little girl, why don't you go home in such a cold day?" I faltered. "It was cold, and my mother didn't come to pick me up." Grandpa listened, thought for a moment and said, "Let's go, grandpa will take you home." Then he took my hand and left.
The moonlight melts. Although the weather is so cold, my heart is so warm. I walked with my grandfather, and he seemed not to be alone. I think all his children have gone out to do their own business, leaving the old man alone in the countryside. I talked a lot with grandpa on the way.
That accidental meeting made me deeply feel love. So love is so beautiful. If the world is full of love, then I think there will be no sadness in this world!
Love is an eternal theme, because with love, we will have the confidence to face the rough life. Love is like a beautiful star, which fills the whole starry sky and brightens the night. How great love is, we should care about and help each other. Let's live in an atmosphere full of love!
Topic Excellent Composition 8 My Junior Three Life
Learning is like a long run. Only those who work hard to finish the race are the real winners!
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"Since ... but ... we ... choose to start ... we ... keep ... together, okay?" I was panting, Lan said, and he fell behind the line like me.
"Well" Blue nodded and motioned for me to stick to it. The long runway seems to shorten the distance, and we are getting closer and closer to the finish line. Although both of them arrived with heavy steps, when we reached the finish line, we smiled with relief because we persisted!
I never thought that even physical education class would work so hard in the third grade, and he had to practice in every class. If you don't like sports at ordinary times, you will naturally fall behind. However, I still feel happy all the time, because I have persisted in every durable run. Although I am the last one almost every time, I don't seem to care about the ranking. After all, I have never given up on myself. After all, I never stopped. Have been insisting ...
Entering the third grade, I know everything will change. I can no longer secretly take time to chat online; I can no longer watch TV leisurely at home every night; In the future, everything will change, and everything must change.
"I'm in the third grade. I can't be distracted, understand?" In my heart, my mother has warned me countless times. "I understand" is answered with the same answer almost every time. Even I don't know if I'm perfunctory with my mother. However, learning is my own business. It's the third grade, so it's time to work hard. If I don't work hard, there is no hope of getting into a good high school next year!
All my parents' hopes, like a burden, have already been quietly pressed on my shoulders. I don't even know when I started to work hard secretly, began to think about the future, and began to want to go to school. However, at the same time, I began to be afraid, afraid of the day of the senior high school entrance examination next year, afraid that my body can't stand the days like the third day, and afraid that the pressure of learning will not become the driving force of learning, but will only become a stumbling block to my own learning.
From the day I went to school, I was busy day and night, and my study occupied almost all my time. Living the same life and doing the same things every day, I feel depressed every day, just like dreaming the same dream. Every day, from the moment I wake up, I am tired of myself. Because I stay up late at night, I can't stay up late and get up early like other students. I have to stay in bed to catch up on sleep, or I will be embarrassed to date Duke Zhou in class.
"7。 I 10 have an early class. It is too late. I'm leaving first. I won't eat. "I have forgotten how many times I have told my mother. I almost rush to school from home every morning, and then rush from the first floor to the fifth floor. Every day, I almost sit in my seat panting. The heart is still calm, and the bell has already rung. She took out the book without clearing her mind. Is this the morning of the third grade? Maybe! The busy morning is the morning of grade three. I have long forgotten when I started to have such a morning, and I can't remember how many such mornings I have had.
I didn't eat breakfast, so I had to wait until after class to go to the service department to buy something to fill my stomach. From the fifth floor to the first floor, I bought something, and then from the first floor to the fifth floor, only 10 minutes, class is over 10 minutes. I race against time just to make my stomach better. It's the third grade, and my poor stomach seems to suffer with it.
After four classes at school. Dragging my heavy body home, I just want to finish my meal early and take a nap.
"2: 10, get up!" I was awakened by a rush, opened my hazy eyes and stared at the clock. Stupid ... class starts at 30, what should I do? "Why did you wake me up so late?" I asked my cousin in a reproachful tone. "I called you at 1: 30, and you said it was too late ..." My cousin looked at me innocently. Hey! I couldn't help washing my face, packing my schoolbag and walking back to school. Scared me to death, only to find that I was a minute late for class. Almost all my classmates asked me if I like to be half a beat later than others, late in the morning or even late at noon. Helpless ... I can't even answer myself. As a student, how can you work so hard? How can they be so energetic without sleeping?
Fortunately, I made up my sleep and didn't have an embarrassing scene in class. After three classes at noon, I can get out of my misery in the future. As a result, I realized that I would come to study at night in the future. Helpless. I rushed to my seat from the back door after a busy day at night, thinking it was still early. As a result, I found that everyone was seated and started to do business. So I'm embarrassed to sneak in through the back door.
Everyone's desk is full of books. The table seems too small now. Can't hold so many things. I am no exception. I sorted out all the homework I should do and then began to do it.
I spent the day helplessly, and when I got home, I really wanted to lie in that long-awaited bed, but … I forgot, I haven't taken a shower yet! I washed it in a hurry I suddenly found that I felt so comfortable after washing. I blew this electric fan, ate supper and read my favorite books, only to find that now is the most pleasant moment of the day.
I'm full, and I sleep contentedly. ...
Oh! The third day turned out to be like this, with helplessness in the busy, there is no extra time in the busy to let me think too much!
When the sun rose the next day, I began to repeat this life again. Day after day, although a little tired and helpless, being busy is also a kind of happiness.
Suddenly, I found out. It turns out that the road to learning is just like the endurance running in physical education class that day. As long as I persist, I can succeed. Tired and bitter, what are you afraid of? Slow down, in the future, what's to be afraid of? No one can stop me from moving forward as long as I don't stop. As long as my will does not fail, I still have a chance to succeed!
I am a stupid fish. Although I can't swim too fast, I will still reach the finish line! It seems that I am still really slow!
Looking forward to, looking forward to. Finally survived that creepy winter. The pace of spring is getting closer and closer, and the cool spring breeze makes people seem to have entered a fairyland. The mountains are wet and the water is active. With the approaching of spring, the grass seems to try its best to struggle out of the land and use everything to grab the first spring breeze. The flowers are not to be outdone, and they are ready to fight with the grass for spring.
Peach, apricot and pear trees. Red as fire, pink as chardonnay and white as snow. You won't let me. I won't let you catch up with all the flowers. When I close my eyes, my mind seems to be full of peaches, Xinger and pears. Let people feast their eyes. Birds are chirping, too. It's refreshing.
It didn't take long before it began to rain lightly. Really like a spring rain! As thin as an embroidered needle, it seems to be weaving a cool shirt for the earth. There should also be an old saying: "Spring rain is as expensive as oil!" It moistens the crops and gives the earth a new luster. The farmers walking on the road are all wearing hemp fiber and hats to shuttle in the rain. Anxious to fertilize crops and open up new fields.
Spring is like a beautiful girl with a flower-like figure.
Spring is like a strong young man with strong arms, waist and feet, leading us forward.