Perhaps, life itself is a beautiful dance, which shows the moving dance incisively and vividly. However, do you want to know how much love there is around you in this beautiful and short moment? Although, it has no language, no gorgeous colors, no. ...

The failure of the connection exam made me lose confidence, and a 77-point midterm paper pushed me to the abyss at once. It's dark here, and there are sharp stones everywhere, which makes me black and blue all over. Suddenly I remembered a sentence "Light is everywhere". However, I don't believe it anymore. I began to get lost and lost my way in the dark. I don't want to go forward, I'm afraid, I want to go back! The sun no longer shines in my little corner. Since then, tears have followed me day and night like a loyal puppy.

It was an accidental day. I sat on the lawn and looked at the blue sky. Unconsciously, my tears fell down. I didn't dry them, but let them flow ...

Suddenly, a paper towel floated in the air and landed in the corner of my eye, and the tears disappeared instantly. Doubt, stand up, there is no one in front, only the abandoned swing swings around in the wind, and I suddenly froze, it's her! She stood under the tree and the breeze blew over her. Her hair is as thin as a curtain, covering her face lightly. I vaguely remember that there was a hand waving in the air, drawing a beautiful arc.

I'm here and she's there. At that moment, I was full of thoughts, but I didn't know where to start. Her other hand gave me a thumbs-up and remained motionless for a long time, then turned away, leaving an unforgettable figure. I stood there quietly, tears streaming down my face. I gently wiped it off with my hand. It was already dark, but I still didn't leave and watched quietly.

Finally, finally, once, I succeeded and my grades improved a lot. I looked in her direction and saw that she was still pointing her thumb at me like that, but I had a tissue in my hand and I cried again.

(2) Illuminated by warmth

In my memory, I was silent, sitting alone in the corner, and gradually, I was far away from my living environment. Like me, there is the lonely buttonwood tree that stands there forever. It seems that we are all painted with a heavy shadow.

One day, Mr. Xu, you came with a bright smile, the warm temperature of the sun and the color of the moon. I feel the breath of spring from you. That's when you took me to make kites and fly kites. In my impression, the kites we fly together are always flying in the wind, and God takes special care of us happy people. The whole sky is bottomless blue, plus a few white clouds blooming in the sky, and affectionate birds ask for happiness from the blue sky and white clouds. Because of your smile, my heart blooms like a flower. The happiness of that afternoon will guide my life, because I still remember what you said to me: "Yes, just laugh like this, and you must laugh happily in the future." Life doesn't smile at a stingy person. Laughter is the blooming of the heart flower on her face. "

From then on, laughter is the sunshine on my face. The warm feeling not only illuminates oneself, but also opens the hearts of classmates, teachers and parents. They looked at my changes and smiled like sunshine on their faces. Looking up again, I realized that the buttonwood tree was not lonely, because it stood there as a landscape against the background of branches and leaves and surrounded by flowers and plants.

In life, only choosing silence and loneliness will only lock you in a dark room, but when you open that door and go out, you will know that the gorgeous world is so beautiful. In fact, aren't we kites in the sky now? Don't always dislike the shackles of cables, which are windproof; You know, without the traction of the thread, you have to wrestle, and without the tempering of the wind, you can't fly high. Frustration will not make me silent, failure will not make me lonely, because my heart is being illuminated by you.

Xu teacher, do you still remember when I had a conflict with my friends, you touched my head with one hand and said, "Friends grow with responsibility, and friendship is firm with understanding!" Do you remember when I was sad and disappointed, you handed me the chocolate with body temperature ... Those words always echoed in my ears, the taste of chocolate always lingered in my heart, and the timely touch always warmed me. I am not cold, because there is sunshine in winter; Because of you in my life, my heart will always face the sun.

A ship without a center of gravity has no direction, a fish without water has no life, and a life without emotion has no shock. * * * Ming, a heartfelt call; Smile comes from being cared for by warmth; Forward, from the "light" irradiation; Warmth comes from being illuminated by you.

Finally, I understand that I have changed, and I have also got it-from a person interacting with the lonely phoenix tree to a person who loves to laugh, love life and travel, and can be integrated into the group because of being illuminated by warmth. I got it, got the smile from life, got the warmth and light.

Being illuminated by warmth is a kind of happiness, a change, a harvest, and a sign that people's mouths are rising. ...

(3)

In the sky, I often put my hand tightly in the pocket of my cotton-padded jacket in order to hold more warmth in my hand, but the naughty warm air always slips through my fingers. At this time, I always sigh, "Why is it so difficult to get a little warmth?" However, when I calm down and carefully observe the little things around me, I will find that there are so many little things that warm everyone's heart. Warmth sometimes comes from the care of family, sometimes from the comfort of classmates, and sometimes from the help of friends.

In junior high school, learning became more and more tense, and I had to give up some extracurricular classes. Whenever my classmates praise me for my good math, I will be proud of my original Olympic math class, so I don't want to give up myself. However, the urgency of learning and the reduction of time made me finally choose to give up the math study in the city Olympic school. My good friend is also in class there, so I asked her to help me copy every lecture. At first, I was embarrassed to say this request. I thought it was too much trouble for her and her parents. What's more, in this tense learning atmosphere, some people even have selfishness and keep everything from others! I just said to her lightly, "I may not be able to go to the Olympic School next semester. Can you help me copy the handout? " To my surprise, she handed me a yellow clip the next day. I slowly opened the clip and saw several handouts of different sizes neatly pinned with paper clips, and several pages of workers' notes. At first, I was surprised that I said something so casually that she heard it, and then I thanked her.

In the following days, every weekend, I can receive an identical folder, but the handouts and notes in it are different. Whenever I get these handouts, I feel a warm feeling in my heart, and it is getting stronger and stronger. How time flies! A semester is about to pass. I put five or six such clips on the bookshelf. Looking at these clips, I often think that it is easy to help others once, but it takes a lot of enthusiasm and love to keep doing it!

Time and time again, I feel surrounded by a kind of warmth, which gives me a practical feeling. I used to think that I would always be flustered if others went to class and I didn't go. Now this feeling is gone. This warmth gave me the motivation to study hard, thinking about how I can help her enthusiastically if I don't work hard! This feeling also gives me happiness, and I am really glad that I have such a good friend.

I especially want to express this warm feeling, but after saying thank you to her many times, I can't seem to fully express my inner gratitude. Driven by this warm feeling, I actually wrote a thank-you letter to her mother!

I am very happy and sunny every day now, and it is strange to think of the cold feeling in winter. Never worry about not finding warmth again. In fact, the warmth is around me.

(4)

Darkness, darkness is everywhere. Xin Qiji suddenly looked back and saw the "person" in his heart, but when he looked around, it was dark.

The continuous failure in exams is tormenting my tired body and mind. I froze when the horrible result of the last math class appeared in front of me. Before that, my grades were still so good, but an invisible force pulled me down from the highest point, and my whole body felt an unspeakable pain. Darkness. Finally climbed up, finally caught up with others, and finally had a bright future. Why? Looking at other people's frowning brows, I complain that I hate why God is so unfair to me.

After school, my brothers would accompany me to "borrow the ball and drink to drown my sorrows". We galloped on the court and let all the grievances vent endlessly on the court.

"It's going to rain, let's go home!" Looking at the dark night sky, we realized that the weather was not good again.

After seeing off one classmate after another, I, the farthest person from home, walked alone in the deserted street. "Snapping", a drop of water fell on my head, and I subconsciously looked up, only to get a cold ice rain beating wildly on my face. I looked down. "Ghost weather. There is no umbrella to torture me again! " I cursed in my mind. It's raining harder and harder, and the wind seems to laugh at me, whistling in my ear over and over again.

Darkness, darkness again. Hands in pockets helplessly, head drooping feebly. Suddenly, the faint light stimulated my eyes. It is so weak, but it is so powerful. ...

I will never forget that moment. When my eyes met it, it was blue, and Ming Che was like the sky. "Young man, don't catch cold in such a heavy rain." I looked back in surprise. At the moment when my eyes blended with his warm and kind eyes, I didn't know whether the rain had covered my forehead or my own helpless tears slid down my cheeks ... I was safely sent upstairs by him. After going upstairs, I stood at the window and looked down. In the heavy rain, I saw the blue again, bit by bit, disappearing into my blurred vision.

When I got home, my father served me a bowl of steaming chicken soup, and my mother wiped it with a towel and asked me if I was cold. I went into the bathroom and let the water flow on my face. I can't help but feel the pain and emotion in my heart, and let the sad tears disappear with the hot water ... When I walked out of the bathroom, the wind stopped and the rain stopped. ...

I ran to the light and I saw it! One beam, two beams, three beams ... are getting lighter and lighter because I am flying. Finally, I was surrounded by light ... that light warmed my whole body. ...