Memory is a charming and beautiful flower. Those beautiful petals may be a touching story, an adventure, a sweet smile, an unforgettable moment ... However, when this flower fades, those falling petals have become an eternal past, scattered in my heart.
I picked up a fallen flower and looked at her once beauty. When I was a primary school student, I liked singing, because there were always DVDs at home. Whenever I hear music, I always hum. At that time, I also had a bosom friend. Whenever there is a music class, the teacher asks us to hold a concert on the stage and watch the students applaud happily. We are so proud! Even after class, we don't forget to sing a few words. The most conspicuous thing is that we were invited to the multimedia classroom by the teacher to show our penetrating singing. I was very happy at that time, but now I dare not speak, for fear of hearing my classmates point fingers. Maybe it's because my classmates say I show off in an ostentatious manner, maybe I'm too vain, maybe I can't go back to my previous happy songs, or maybe I can only sing in a quiet room now!
I picked up a fallen flower, looking for her freshness. In the sixth grade, I was selected for the basketball team and started my most relaxed time. There are only four classes a day, and the rest are training. Every day, the teacher carries a bucket of water, provides meals at noon and plays ball games in the afternoon. Spend a leisurely day. On the day of the game, the atmosphere was a little tense. The first few opponents can still cope. But in the end, the opponent's strength was too strong, and the steals, fast breaks and dunks of opponents one after another destroyed our potential. Although the teacher shouted at the top of his lungs, although the substitutes stamped their feet and the players on the field tried their best, they could not avoid the reality of complete failure. We finally won the fifth place. When it's all over, we go back to our old campus life, but we still love this sport, and we enjoy the happiness it brings us every day ... Now, the learning task is very heavy, and exams and tests are before us again and again. We have no time to sweat like rain, and we can't recover the lost joy. Everything can only be a dream.
I picked up a fallen flower and smelled the fragrance of her past. I was once one of my best friends. We train together, touch the shrimp in the river and laugh together. I remember that time, I was idle and went to the river to catch fish with him. It's a sunny day, the breeze is blowing, the river is rippling, and the tadpoles are looking for their mother frog in the clear stream. The agile little fish jumped up and down and swam happily. We lifted our trouser legs and "killed" in the river. After a while, tadpoles and small fish filled the water bottles they brought from home. We smiled at each other: we all became clay figurines. Our laughter echoed in the air through the reflection of distant mountains, which was unimaginable happiness. Now that I am in junior high school, I have been assigned to different classes. I have a lot of study pressure and less contact. The joy of the past is gone forever, and we just smiled at each other when we met. Alas! Everything has changed.
"Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers". The fallen flowers will eventually turn into spring mud to provide nourishment for the flowers. The petals of memory will be rooted in my heart forever, and it will decorate the past and the future more colorful!
Feel happy
Life is dull, just like a bowl of boiled water, as if it just evaporates slowly.
Some people complain about the boredom of life and the ruthlessness of fate. Their restless hearts are always lost in the gloom of life, but they don't know that they have been living in a realm full of happiness.
Feel with your heart, and happiness is around you.
When a student who has worked hard for a whole day sees two pale apples in the soft light, when a retired teacher with frosty temples receives a gift from a student at a festival, when an old man who is too old squints at a letter from his neighbor's distant son, or even when a young man accidentally gets a sweet kiss from his lover, people are immersed in the embrace of happiness, and happiness often unconsciously penetrates into your heart and soothes your shallow thoughts.
Rodin said: Life is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of discovery. I said: life is not a lack of happiness, but a lack of sentimental heart.
Happiness is the tremor of the soul, just like a bubbling river stirring up cheerful waves. Just like a cup of light green tea, it will be full of bitterness when poured down in a hurry, but when you sit down and savor it carefully, you will find its unique fragrance and comfort, which is incomparable to other drinks.
Happiness is a peaceful indifference, a hazy tranquility. It is not a colorful neon, nor is it a heavy metal rock that shocks the living, but it is like a soft and delicate moonlight, more like a saxophone with a refreshing aftertaste, melodious and euphemistic, arousing gentle ripples in the heart.
Of course, happiness is a kind of enthusiasm and loyalty for assistance. Man should be a fountain of dedication, not a dry well of taking. When they witness others in danger and embarrassment, they leave silently, leaving one person's pain and another person's meanness. If you reach out without hesitation, you will get the beauty of human nature and the happiness of both sides. When you find that your sincerity has brought warmth and joy to others, you will get the most heartfelt thanks and sincere wishes. It is better to give than to take. This is the sublimation of human nature and the brilliant light from the collision of hearts!
Don't always get stuck in the ditch of life, feel it with your heart, and the happiness of birds and flowers is just around the corner. The moment when the eager heart is embraced by happiness is the eternity of life shining!
Feel happiness, taste with a quiet heart, give happiness, and dedicate with a fiery heart.
Happiness, like misty rain in March, moistens the warm world. Happiness is a bright and warm morning light, which drives away darkness and sadness and reveals a world of love between taste and dedication!
Life is so beautiful
Pick up the beautiful waves in life and relive the taste of 37-degree love. My life is wonderful! How beautiful!
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Father's love is like a mountain, solid and reliable.
Father, without profound knowledge and rich feelings. Father will always be a towering mountain-handsome and serious.
Father's high slap is the main peak, so steep! I narrowed my eyes, so scared! Dad's slap is my pressure and my motivation. It is full of love and makes me respect it. Dad's voice is rough and powerful. He said to me, "Sit still and think about yourself. Don't talk about others! " "A few words from my honest father taught me to be a man. Father's love is reflected in the details, 37 degrees, neither too cold nor too hot-how nice!
Motherly love is like water
A mother who is not ashamed of flowers loves her daughter more than others!
On a cold winter night, it was my mother who got up and helped me cover the slipping quilt. At the small dining table, my mother helped me with food herself. Although the incident is small, it is the embodiment of maternal love. I think she is the greatest selfless mother in the world! When my mother sent me back to school, her eyes showed love, and the lines on my mother's phone were full of love. I want to show off to the world-I'm so happy!
Friendly as water.
On the file, a friend's wish of "wishing people a long journey * * * is love"; When parting, the gesture of friends waving goodbye is a kind of love; When we meet again, the scene of friends hugging and greeting is a kind of love. "I am worried about the bright moon, and I will follow you to Yelangxi."
Yes, friendship is a bright moon, which adds a lot of insights to my life.
This is my life. Every little wave of life is full of love. It is this love that makes me love life more, learn to live and learn to be a man. My heart is full of love, so it is nobler and more beautiful!
37 degrees of love, everywhere, gave me confidence in life, so I live happily-because of love!
I want to shout out: Life is wonderful!