Everything is wonderful. 1 Under one roof, it is a kind of fate. Let's cherish it.
A person, a book, a cup of tea, a pair of feet, a road, a distance.
In life, God always seems to favor those who make up their minds. It's really good. Being a conscientious person will light a bright light for your life and bring colorful light to your life.
I am just an ordinary child. I will be scolded, I will do my homework late into the night, and I will do poorly in the exam, but I never look down at my toes and my mouth will always rise. If my memory is a movie, its central word is: happiness and beauty.
Time has gone through the hardships of years. Behind the dust, like the sea, it is constantly scouring my heart. Only the echo of the wind is in my ear, and our commitment is rippling in my mind.
A word can bring instructions. I saw Confucius say in the chilly autumn wind, "If you have a threesome, you must have a teacher." I saw Mencius whispering at the seaside: "If you get the Tao, you will help more, but if you lose it, you will help less." I saw Lao Tzu telling his students in a private school that "a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." The power brought by a word will affect a person's life.
The head teacher and other teachers came. He looked at us once lovely and naughty children with loving and reluctant eyes and burst into tears. Under the clouds, accompanied by the hum of aircraft blades in the wind.
We quickly handed in paper towels and made a promise to the future teachers with deep affection: "Teacher, we promise you that we will continue to soar in the blue sky with our dreams and hopes, with your blessings and disappointment!"
Now I have left that eaves, and then I walked into three different eaves. There are many more companions under these eaves than before, but what remains unchanged are the friendship and happy and sweet memories that help each other. Oh, my classroom, my classmates, I will never forget the happiness under the same roof.
Everything is wonderful. I am the companion of flowers, the spirit of spring, and the embodiment of beauty. I live in beautiful nature, where there are flowers, there is me. You have probably guessed who I am! I am a beautiful flower.
Our huge butterfly family members have spread all over the earth, and everywhere they go, they will smell fragrant. We have been praised by countless literati. Our beautiful body has also been treasured by countless people. Lovely people, are you busy? Do you know where we come from? Do you know how we came to this beautiful world?
Let me help you solve the mystery! I was originally a little caterpillar. A happy little caterpillar, I am very happy every day. In the morning, I get up against the dawn. When I am hungry, I will find the most tender and tender leaves to eat; When you are thirsty, you will find the sweetest and sweetest dew to taste carefully; Tired, you can look at the blue sky and see beautiful butterflies flying in front of your eyes. I am neither envious nor jealous, because I know that I am just a little caterpillar, and I will never achieve that beautiful butterfly.
I still live happily every day.
One day, when I was looking up at the white clouds, I felt very uncomfortable, as if I were wrapped in a thin net. I struggled to get rid of this net, but I couldn't get rid of it. Gradually, I was completely convinced by this net. I was wrapped in a pupa by it. I live in darkness every day. I long for sunshine. I am hungry and thirsty. I struggle every day because I still want to live and continue to enjoy life. I use my gentleness to open layers of silky nets. I don't know how many days later, when I was desperate, a ray of sunshine shone into the dark pupa, and hope followed. I tried to squeeze my body out of this small crack. Every time I try, my body will cut like a knife, but I still stick to it and live happily. Because I believe that one day. I'll break out of my cocoon ...
I don't know how long it took, but this day finally came. I finally got rid of this heartless pupa, and I am free again. I'm so happy. Suddenly found himself changed. I have a pair of antennae on my head and golden wings with white spots on my back. It turns out that I am also a beautiful butterfly. It turns out that butterflies are changed by caterpillars. Do you know any lovely people?
Now I am still a happy caterpillar, no, it should be a happy little butterfly. I still live happily as before, enjoying everything that nature has given me. In my world, everything is beautiful.
Whether it is a caterpillar or a butterfly, whether it is beautiful or ugly. How long is life? It's all empty in the end, so why care about those other things? As long as you live happily, the contented will always be happy. Dear human, do you think I'm right?
Everything is wonderful. Life is short. At an early age, life has just started, experienced ups and downs, tasted ups and downs. Looking back now, all kinds of past events are vivid.
"Sweet" symbolizes beauty, and every time I mention this word, I feel flattered. Parents' advice is "sweet"; The teacher's praise is "sweet"; Excellent grades are "sweet" ... the desire to become a reality is even sweeter.
Two years ago, when I was in the sixth grade, I was very busy and tired, but it was beautiful. One day in art class, the teacher announced an amazing news: all students finished a handicraft in one week, and the next art class was selected and asked for creativity.
A week later. "Rinrin Bell ..." In the art class, the students were holding their own works and "showing off" until the teacher came into the classroom. Students take turns to show and introduce their works on stage. Everyone's ideas are unique, and I'm not confident. The serious moment has come, and the teacher will announce the first place. Everyone was silent and my heart was about to jump out. I heard the name of that person, it was me, it was incredible, and my legs went soft in an instant. I walked slowly to the stage amid everyone's applause, barely revealing a smile. Looking at my own work and listening to everyone's applause, my heart is as sweet as honey, and no one can feel the happiness at this moment.
In addition to "sweet", there are sour, bitter and spicy. Are they just pain and sadness? Aren't they just a kind of special "sweetness"?
During the exam, a carelessness will lead to the failure of the exam, the result will fall behind, and there will be a gap between parents' blame, teachers' criticism, classmates' ridicule and self-blame. And they often spark, they will let you find your own shortcomings and make you study harder. Hard work is bound to pay off, just like putting money in the bank and earning interest when it expires, and this return is to improve your performance. Uncovering the "sour and bitter" wrapping paper, you will find that it is full of happiness, and the process of "uncovering the wrapping paper" is hard.
Whether it is "sweet" like honey, "sour" like vinegar, "bitter" or "hot". Chew carefully and you will find that everything is beautiful in your world.
Everything is wonderful. Composition 4 Plum blossoms are beautiful-"There are hundreds of feet of ice on the cliff and beautiful flowers. Joe does not strive for spring, but only reports spring; When she was in bloom, she laughed in the bushes. " Plum blossoms live in peace with the world. Proudly endure the biting cold of winter, bringing beautiful spring.
Orchids are beautiful. They are quiet and elegant. Although in the deep valley, generate is fragrant. The quality of orchids is the virtue of a gentleman and the heart of a saint.
Bamboo is beautiful-bamboo is not as beautiful as orchids, nor is it as beautiful as orchids. It's simple. It's simple. It is just a place for tired people to rest, but it adorns the world with the green of the whole life.
Chrysanthemum is beautiful-"Chrysanthemum, flower paper is also a hermit." Chrysanthemums never let a hundred flowers blossom. Having a chrysanthemum-like personality is also an extraordinary mind, and the love for chrysanthemums is also a love for nature.
In my world, the taste is good.
Acid is beautiful-I still remember when I was a child, I accidentally stained my uncle's leaves and was pinched by my uncle's hand. The acid is still so bitter.
Sweetness is beautiful-sharing juice with your partner is still so sweet in retrospect.
Bitterness is beautiful-whenever you are frustrated, you will always fall down and get up and tell yourself, "It's okay." Because you don't experience pain, how can dawn come to you step by step?
In my world, life is beautiful.
Childhood is beautiful-reading, playing, communicating and talking about your "naive" ideals with your friends under the same blue sky. In fact, it is a very beautiful thing.
Youth is beautiful-in this flower season, we meet more people and carry more dreams. It is also a process of gradually maturing and understanding the truth, goodness and beauty of the world. In fact, this is also a process of tempering.
The beauty of middle age-at this time, a new term appeared in our minds-responsibility. Take the responsibility of caring for the elderly and helping the young. But it won't escape. Because taking responsibility seems to be what everyone should do when they come to this world. However, I will feel a little bit better from a period of fatigue.
The beauty of old age-the old couple sat on the threshold together to watch the sunrise and sunset. Give children and grandchildren the extraordinary experience of the year and teach them the experience. Spend the rest of my life together In fact, old age is also a kind of happiness: a kind of quietness and a sense of security.
You say, what's wrong with this world?
Ha ha! In my world, everything is beautiful. It's because the books of the years are full of truth, goodness and beauty.
Everything is wonderful. The world is diverse, and my world is getting better and better with my growth.
I used to think that my world was too boring, too boring, or that I was the only one in my world. Watching other students get together in groups, I feel more and more depressed and feel like a lonely goose. I always like to quietly shut myself in my own small world, but my world becomes dull because of the lack of laughter.
When I first entered junior high school, I didn't like talking very much either. I remember that I didn't do very well in an exam. There are several problems in the math paper that can't be done. My deskmate saw my paper, looked at my wrong question and said to me, "I'll tell you!" " "In the process of thinking hard, I seem to have caught a life-saving straw and nodded with joy. She picked up a pen and did a quick calculation on calculus paper. After ten minutes, she finally finished reading it and asked me if I understood it. After listening to my "yes", she gave me a knowing smile. Since then, I often ask her some questions that I don't understand, and she always patiently explains them to me. Under her influence, I have also become a lot more cheerful. I try to get along with people around me, but I find it not difficult to talk with my classmates. I try to open the door of the world, let more laughter reverberate in my world and let more smiling faces bloom in my world.
In the early morning, when the sun gently sprinkled on the earth, I took up my schoolbag and went to school to start a new day. At school, I have classes, play and discuss problems with my classmates. In the school competition, my classmates and I cheered for our class. I am bathed in the joy of the group and immersed in the good times at school.
Now I find that everything in my world is beautiful. I really want to shout to the world: my world is beautiful! All right!
Everything is wonderful. Our life experiences are entirely created by ourselves, and our thoughts and ideas are shaping the road of the future. Time is never lazy, life never stops, and every moment is fresh. I am glad to find that everything is beautiful in my world.
The gentle sunshine shines on the face through the window screen, the birds outside the window are singing happily, and the green leaves are swaying in the sun. I slowly opened my watery eyes and came to this world naked. At first sight, I saw a smile full of love and happiness. Smiling makes me accept the beauty of this world.
The laughter of the sun is full of childhood, playing heartily under the big tree, chasing us, spreading enthusiasm and the warmth of that laughter. The geese flying overhead flew north and south ... I grew up and unconsciously entered a youth full of little rebellion and mischief. Fourteen years old, a budding flower season, a rainy season with continuous spring rain. We danced wildly and ran wildly on the endless grassland. We sing loudly, and we believe that not far away, our dreams are buried, waiting for us to dig for treasures. Youth, beauty
Naughty stars, like broken pearls, are scattered in every corner of the night sky and twinkle, forming many different constellations. When I was a child, my father always held my little hand with his big hand and pointed at the night sky. Every star's name could be called out. Each constellation can be drawn with your fingers. When I was a child, I always liked to sit alone in my mother's arms and listen to her stories that were naive and full of fun. In this way, I slowly walked into the dream fairy tale kingdom with laughter and shaped myself into the protagonist of fairy tales. In this way, I have the company of my dreams, my mind has matured and my height has risen. Fairy tales are also beautiful. They are palaces in children's hearts.
In my world, there is too much beauty. A gentle greeting is beautiful, a sweet smile is beautiful, and an inspiring word is also beautiful.
Because I am optimistic about life, it seems that life in the mirror also gives me a bright smile. In my world, everything is beautiful. Beautiful environment has created the dream of genius and noble people. Because of optimism, I love everything in the world, so the rewards are beautiful.
Everything is wonderful. Composition 7 Jack is a newly graduated college student. During his four years in college, he didn't earn money by working on his own like other students, because his father is the boss of a big company and can give him more money than he can spend. However, it seems that overnight, the financial crisis swept the world and his father's company suddenly went bankrupt. Jack originally planned to go to his father's company to find an easy job after graduation, but now his dream is shattered. The most important thing for him now is to find a job.
He went to several recruitment companies, and the results were not satisfactory, because these companies all needed experienced veterans, and Jack had no experience at all. Coupled with the impact of the financial crisis, many companies are laying off employees on a large scale, and few companies are willing to recruit employees. Frustrated, Jack decided to drive to the suburbs to relax.
In the morning, the sky is gray "The weather doesn't seem very good today, just like my mood." Jack looked at the sky and talked to himself, but he started the car and went on his way. Unexpectedly, after a while, the sun slowly emerged from the clouds, revealing a blushing cheek.
Jack stopped the car and looked out of the window. He found a large area of farmland outside the window, and early farmers were working in the fields, while there were all kinds of wild flowers and green grass on the roadside, which set each other off and looked full of vitality. Jack opened the window and a fresh wind blew in front of him. The wind brought some scents of wild flowers and grass, all of which were brewing in the slightly humid air. In this atmosphere, Jack's mood doesn't seem so dull at first.
Jack got off the bus. As soon as he got off the bus, he was attracted by the farmers in the field. I saw the farmer wearing an old straw hat, old clothes and worn gloves. He could even see two fingers sticking out of the hole. Farmers are digging potatoes in the fields. Every time he dug a few times, he would bend down and turn out the potatoes in the soil and put them aside. His every movement is so standard, and he is so careful every time he turns potatoes. Jack thought to himself, "Although farmers are in rags and have no enviable jobs, people don't complain about the injustice of fate. On the contrary, he strives to create his own happy life, and I, who is many times better than a farmer, still feel that everything in my world is not so beautiful. " It seems that I really need to change my attitude. "
At this time, the farmer also saw Jack. He greeted Jack with a smile, and Jack repaid the farmer with a sincere smile and the whole world he faced.
On his way home, Jack was glad to see the beautiful scenery on both sides of the road. He said to himself: "In my world, everything is so beautiful!" " "