The second is to attract people to be good. Does writing a composition truthfully mean that everything can be written and everything is "truthfully reflected"? Not exactly. Life is rich and complicated. What we experience, see and hear every day is good and bad; Some are meaningful, enlightening, enlightening, some are boring, trivial and even ugly. To write, to reflect, what should our eyes reflect? Where should our interests be? Of course, we should also pay attention to the mainstream and confidently praise positive and beautiful things. Even if we want to reflect on negative things, we should have a correct view and attitude and distinguish right from wrong, good from evil. Right and wrong, eliminating evil and promoting good should be the habits we must develop. Take the melody from the heart written by Zhan Yingjue as an example. In the face of a group of children in orphanages, most people are sympathetic, but of course a few people despise or even hate them. On the other hand, our author tries to get close to them, tell them stories and play games with them. Because she "opened the children's closed hearts with the most sincere love in the world", she also "really felt the power of love". Maybe this is the value of this exercise! Very valuable. Like this little author, we should be kind to others, attract people to be kind, don't dance school, don't evade tactfully, and don't be biased and stubborn, so that prose can be written well.
Third, give people a sense of beauty. Prose is a kind of prose. After all, it belongs to literary works and should not be isolated from beauty. There is no shortage of beauty in life, but discovery. When we are writing prose, if we can find and dig out the pleasant aesthetic feeling from the life that ordinary people don't care about, and reflect it with beautiful writing, it is not only the success of our works, but also the exercise of our ability. At this point, Qing Chuan's The New Owner of the Old House will enlighten us. He wrote about the old house where he lived for many years, narrow and deep alleys, creaking stairs, no bathroom and only a wooden toilet ... but I read it anyway, just like the author, because he also wrote about people who lived here and grandparents who were kind to him. How beautiful it is, it is meaningful. This is much more valuable than those works that vent casually and moan without illness, and it is by no means comparable to those works that are artificial, obscure and pretentious.
In short, as long as we sincerely work towards the goal of truth, goodness and beauty, we will be able to write a good article one day.
Fan Wen:
Essay: Try to change your mood.
Born in the world and existing in the universe, you are no more than others, and you are no less than others. Against the scorching sun, * * * a bright brain, a lot of heart. Only you have the courage to show yourself in the development of the times. In life, there are always many unfair and unbalanced things. As the saying goes, there are no unjust fools in any temple, but everyone is equal in good times and bad, whether facing leaders or ordinary people. In this vast world, there is no humbleness, but there is meanness. There is no nobility in the world, but there is a noble figure.
In life, people are often disheartened, at a loss, and hit a wall everywhere, which leads to slander others and hurt themselves. Sometimes the mood is that the face of the moon keeps turning and changing secretly. Occasionally, the stars are happy to hold the moon. Occasionally, the time of sadness and joy is always fleeting, but the time of sadness is always long. I advise my friends not to bother themselves in this situation. Life is like this.
If you are a girl, go shopping and pick out a favorite dress and get a good-looking hairstyle; Make an appointment with girlfriends to chat, complain about their own suffering, talk about life and talk about the future. It's as simple as that, and it will be a clear sky.
If you are a boy, you might as well invite a few buddies to play ball games, play chess and ride a bike to the suburbs to design your own bright future. How cool it is to be accompanied by the wind! The mood will also change.
Life is like this. Pain is followed by happiness. Perhaps no one has the heart to taste the loss, but some people have deliberately tasted the happiness. Everyone has the right to love and be loved. Friends love themselves! Only when you know how to love yourself can you love society and life.
Try to change your mood, life is no longer rainy.
Essay: Returning to the Road
"Don't touch, do not leave, completely desperate. I heard the screams and breathing of desperate young people. "
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I don't know why. I am busy every day. Maybe I just follow the busy times and drift with the flow.
The youth in my mind, scenes emerge in front of me.
The green wheat fields, the blue sky, the ever-huge Ferris wheel, and countless beautiful summer days that have passed away, together with the most holy heart, rushed to heaven and never came back.
How far is it forever.
How far is it?
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The night is not lonely. Only because the heart is lonely, the night will be associated with loneliness.
And why is the heart lonely? A person is lonely.
Loneliness is just a loss of confidence in the future.
What color is happiness?
Pink.
What color is sadness?
grey
What color is cruelty?
White.
What color is youth?
What color is loneliness?
I'm sorry, I don't know.
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Words about youth: sky, sunshine, ferris wheel, CD, wheat field, simplicity, wildness, exams, summer vacation, tears, smiles, idleness, friendship and first love. ...
and .. / with ..
Cruel.
In fact, the essence of youth is not cruel. Cruelly, it was so close to us, and then it suddenly disappeared.
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In this way, I was cut off by youth. Bloody.
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When I was a child, I was always in the green wheat field, facing the brightest and gentlest sunshine, wearing a fragrant white shirt and listening to CDs alone.
When I was young, I always looked at the Ferris wheel for a long time, wondering if I could meet the future if I did.
When I was a child, I always cried when I heard Faye Wong's Time flies.
When I was young, I always had the courage to say "I like you" and blushed.
When I was young, I always simply believed in the world and the future.
When the future comes, youth becomes a belief.
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The CD is broken, the mobile phone is dead, the computer is infected with a virus, and the purest world in the past has gone away from me. Que Reste-t-il...
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After countless wonderful experiences, I finally set foot on the road home.
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I want to talk too much and have too little time.
Now all those beautiful things are gone, but I won't fall from here.
Dedicated to my past years and friends. Have a nice trip.
My stubborn life is painful and happy.