1 Deep in the eyes

Tears are hidden in the depths of your eyes, which are your endless thoughts; Feelings gushed from the depths of your eyes, which was your feeling of saving the world at that time; Hope blooms in the depths of your eyes, which is your broad mind. There is history hidden in the depths of the eyes, and there is also a time period. ...

After the month, the bamboo house was heartbroken and tired at night. Walking on the ripples caused by drizzle, you walk on the yellow lace. The flickering lights on the other side of the river remind you of unspeakable thoughts. The wind stands on the bridge with you, and the moonlight casts your shadow for a long time, but you can't touch the end of sadness. You let the wind blow away your hair, and you also blew away poems as long as your hair. My imagination has gone through thousands of years, but it can't pass your eyes. It turns out that your eyes are full of tears. Hey, Yi 'an, in fact, you are happy. Why do you let pain fill your heart? Deep in your eyes, there is a splendid scenery in the distance!

In August and autumn, the wind roared, and I left your hut. It would rather collapse alone and shelter the poor in the world. The simple room is full of your lament that "petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness". The poem you worked so hard to manage in the hut was left to our descendants to savor. Sighing the weakness of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, your eyes are full of sad crops and tears. Hey, Du Fu, in fact, you are a man with lofty ideals who cares about the world, so why decorate yourself with a frown? Deep in your eyes should be the pride that "all other mountains look small under the sky". .

Extending the time on the horizontal axis is the foreshadowing of inviting moonlight. Years are entrenched on the fence that you carefully weave to isolate the outside world. I want to remind you of the ruthlessness of time, but when I turn the hour hand, I find that your history has been frozen, forever frozen in the falling red of the Peach Blossom Garden. I picked up an intersection I wanted to explore, but you left me mercilessly, pouring wine for the moonlight, and then leveled a famous article. In the depths of your eyes, there are four walls of family and the hardships of life. However, money, you washed away all the whitewash and led China with your broad mind. From then on, deep in your eyes, you have a leisurely feeling of "leisurely seeing Nanshan".

Deep in my eyes, I hid something for a while. Who has been hiding all these years? What are you hiding these years? ..... Everything is left to everyone to savor.

Deep in the eyes

There is a bird in my eyes-a free bird. I forgive: God gave me a beating heart, but forgot to give me wings to fly, so I became a small fish in the sea of books.

It is this book that has changed me. Singing used to be my patent and freedom was my capital. I can fly out of the cage of blackboard and white wall. I can fly out of the campus, into the clear sky and into the blue sky. However, in the face of the sea of books, the world of small fish is always clouded.

It is this book that has changed me. Singing used to be my patent and freedom was my capital. I can fly out of the cage of blackboard and white wall. I can fly out of the campus, into the clear sky and into the blue sky. However, in the face of the sea of books, the world of small fish is always clouded.

Reading my eyes, my eyes are full of yearning, just like "the birds miss the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss the source."

Looking into my mother's eyes, my eyes are full of coffee-a cup of bitter and sweet coffee.

On a cold winter night, my mother got up and tucked me in. In the twilight, I found several wrinkles in the corner of my mother's eyes, and some were aging; The brow reveals the infinite care of loving mothers for their children. My grades dropped, and my mother didn't scold me sharply. I cried, but I saw my mother crying behind my back. Suddenly, I found my mother's eyes glistening with tears, which contained all the hopes and expectations for me.

Looking into my sister's eyes, my eyes are full of wine-a wave of mellow wine.

When I was a child, my half-understood sister often held me tightly, fearing that she would fall on me as soon as she was distracted, and her eyes were full of pity. When I was a little older, my sister sent me school supplies and tools books from other places, all of which were engraved with the word "love" and deep expectations-asking me to fulfill her college dream. Looking at my sister's eyes, I saw the innate affection and expectation for me, so strong and so sweet.

A friend's eyes are full of clear water-clear and fragrant clear water.

Academic frustration, depressed mood like rolling in the deep, only feel a dark at the moment. At a loss, I heard the words "Don't be discouraged, come back next time, you can do it", which filled me with encouragement and expectation, so I strengthened my confidence again. Looking at my friend's eyes, I feel hope in the fragrance.

Ah! Deep in the eyes, there is affection everywhere: there is a mother's expectation for her daughter's phoenix nirvana, a sister's dream of becoming a success, and a friend's blessing for her schoolmates' academic success. But the depths of my eyes are full of birds' eyes, and I look forward to the blue sky.

Comments: This exercise is sincere and innovative in material selection. Writing from one's own eyes to many people's eyes, and finally returning to one's own eyes, shows some students' desire for free life under the heavy academic burden.

My grades dropped, and my mother didn't scold me sharply. I cried, but I saw my mother crying behind my back. Suddenly, I found my mother's eyes glistening with tears, which contained all the hopes and expectations for me.

Looking into my sister's eyes, my eyes are full of wine-a wave of mellow wine.

When I was a child, my half-understood sister often held me tightly, fearing that she would fall on me as soon as she was distracted, and her eyes were full of pity. When I was a little older, my sister sent me school supplies and tools books from other places, all of which were engraved with the word "love" and deep expectations-asking me to fulfill her college dream. Looking at my sister's eyes, I saw the innate affection and expectation for me, so strong and so sweet.

A friend's eyes are full of clear water-clear and fragrant clear water.

Academic frustration, depressed mood like rolling in the deep, only feel a dark at the moment. At a loss, I heard the words "Don't be discouraged, come back next time, you can do it", which filled me with encouragement and expectation, so I strengthened my confidence again. Looking at my friend's eyes, I feel hope in the fragrance.

Ah! Deep in the eyes, there is affection everywhere: there is a mother's expectation for her daughter's phoenix nirvana, a sister's dream of becoming a success, and a friend's blessing for her schoolmates' academic success. But the depths of my eyes are full of birds' eyes, and I look forward to the blue sky.

My mother's eyes are full of coffee, a cup of coffee mixed with bitterness and sweetness. When I was seriously ill, my mother took care of me and stayed by the bed. I woke up and saw my mother sleeping with me and my clothes. In the twilight, I found a few wrinkles in the corner of my mother's eyes, and she was a little old. My brow is full of loving mother's infinite care for her children. After the trouble, my mother scolded me angrily, and I cried, but I saw my mother crying silently behind my back. Suddenly, I found tears shining in my mother's eyes.

My brother's eyes are filled with a bottle of rich and fragrant wine. When I was a child, I went out to play. My brother pulled me carefully and held me tightly, as if afraid that God would hurt me if I didn't leave. Suddenly I fell down, and my brother quickly rubbed my wound with his little hand. My eyes are full of anxious love. I pretended to be in pain, but I was happy to bear it. The box full of gifts is full of affection, and the word "love" is engraved on every gift. Suddenly, I deeply felt it. When I looked up, I caught the warm affection in my brother's eyes.

Look at my brother's eyes, just like Xu Zhifang's innate affection, just like wine, so strong and sweet.

In the eyes of friends, there is a clear spring-a clear, strong and fragrant spring. When I'm happy, I feel like I'm walking on a cloud and I don't know where I am. If you get lost, your friend's words are "be careful, if you shoot the first bird, you will be too cold at the top!" " If cold water is poured on the head of a patient with a high fever, it wakes me up and makes me understand: "I only need to go up and down the cloud one step, and finally understand that" being born with excellent illness and dying with happiness ",,,and then I looked at my friend, and I saw the sincerity and sincerity in my friend's eyes, like a clear spring. When my work and life were frustrated, I felt dejected and dejected, and I only felt that my eyes were dark and I was at a loss. A friend's words echoed in my ear: don't be discouraged, there will be another time! Flowing into my heart lake like spring water, let me recover and believe that I will start from scratch and win again.

Seeing friends' eyes is so fragrant, and this friendship of sharing joys and sorrows is as refreshing as a clear spring.

Ah! Deep in the eyes, there are feelings, the love of parents and teachers, the affection of brothers and sisters, and the unyielding friendship, which are inextricably linked to form the sea, like coffee, bitter but sweet as wine, strong fragrance, like clear spring, and full of fragrance.

Alas! Deep in the eyes-all love.