A beautiful spray 1 Life is a sea of Wang Yang. A colorful and complicated life is a stormy wave piled up by tiny waves. In the sea, I picked up a beautiful spray and recalled the beauty of life.
Walking on the way after school, carrying a heavy schoolbag, thinking of a lot of homework after going home, my heart is also heavy. The sun is hanging on the horizon and sleepy. On the road, the passing cars masked the quiet and happy atmosphere. I sped up and suddenly slowed down at the corner.
A sanitation worker stepped onto the sidewalk. I don't think I look down on him because he is wearing thin clothes and there is an old garbage truck parked next to him. I was a little confused when he went to the road of the blind. I looked at him quietly, and my old and deep eyes were full of calmness and maturity. He walked to a row of parking spaces, quietly moved the vehicles and widened the sidewalk.
His behavior attracted me. Why did he move the car? At this time, I saw a blind man walking slowly with a guide stick. Suddenly, I saw the corners of the mouth of the sanitation worker rise slightly, and seemed to feel infinite happiness! It turned out that he did this because he was afraid that someone in the blind lane would be occupied by vehicles and it would be difficult to walk. A sense of respect and shame welled up in my heart. I blame myself: I shouldn't despise him because of my different status. He created a beautiful home with his own hands and warmed others with his humble but capable actions. My heart is warm, and I suddenly feel that everything around me is harmonious and beautiful. It turns out that slowing down is not the slack of life, but letting happiness catch up with us. I looked at this ordinary sanitation worker with respect and warmed my side with my kindness and simplicity. I also ran to help make the road for the blind more smooth.
"Isn't this a wonderful wave in life?" I can't help thinking. Although it is not grand, it makes me feel the warmth of society. Ordinary sanitation workers let me know how to warm others with love and create a better society with actions. Although wavelet is small, it reflects infinite light and philosophy. Stop and let the pace of happiness keep up.
Beautiful splash. We can beautify the society with love, let the footsteps of happiness catch up with us, and we will be happy only if we pay.
A beautiful spray excellent composition 2 I saw the waves hitting the rocks, and the splashing waves were almost piercing beauty.
It's like a grieving mother, trying to find her lost child, but being badly hurt by her child. She jumped down from the fourteenth floor with grief and anger, and the blood blossomed beautiful flowers on the ground, with guilt and pain. And the unfilial prodigal son is still sitting in a corner of the Internet cafe, staring at the computer like a dead man, without any sound.
The sea water bypassed my toes, soft and intoxicating. But the huge waves it set off have shaped people's lives into beautiful waves, disasters, pains, sins and vulgarity. This is the world we live in. We accept too much negative information every day, and crazy information drowns us from it, and our eyes are blank.
What are we chasing? People are gone, things have changed, what can we chase?
It is such a beautiful spray that I choose to chase it. There, I can see the sunset reddening the whole sky. There, I can see the happy sun, where I can see the dawn. Through this spray, I lifted it and saw hope.
It just ... slipped through my fingers. I closed my eyes and let go.
Since I chose to chase, I never gave up. This is a beautiful spray, and I chose to embrace it.
I saw it, I saw it. What a beautiful picture this is! This is a life that we have never experienced before. In the pure and beautiful waves, I saw it, and I kissed the wetness of my palm. I don't know when everything changed and became a life I had never experienced before.
I wept with joy and sobbed slightly. The future is what kind of world we have created. We are stepping on the beautiful waves, breaking free from shackles and heading for which future?
The waves are still beautiful, rolling our hopes and tears.
Unknown, hope, pursuit, perfection, that is the world we live in, warm and kind. Just say I love you, and we will show a happy smile in this grief and despair.
I love you, mom and dad; I love you, teacher; I love you, myself; I love you, motherland.
The waves broke, and our love bypassed the reef and met again. I picked up a wave and saw the sun and the future reflected by it.
A beautiful spray excellent composition 3 Whenever I walk by the sea and look at the waves stirred up again and again, I will always be amazed. I thought, "Nature is too great to create such a beautiful elf." But you know what? In the human world, there are also beautiful waves. They reflect more dazzling light, and the human world emits beautiful light.
Qian Xuesen, a great scientist in China, was a pioneer in missile research and manufacture in China. Getting rid of enemy aggression and embarking on the road of independence and self-improvement is the road to the great rejuvenation of our country.
When Qian Xuesen was young, he loved his motherland and was determined to serve it. So he studied hard and finally went abroad to study. During those years of studying abroad, he always thought about his motherland. He studies harder abroad. A few years later, he got an advanced degree. He declined the retention of his tutor, lost the rich and comfortable life abroad, and resolutely decided to return to China and embarked on the road to return home.
Returning to the motherland, he worked hard in his post. At that time, a hand-held calculator was used, and a roll of manuscript paper reached the ceiling. He devoted his life's energy and talent to the motherland without reservation and made great contributions to the prosperity of the motherland.
Someone once asked him, "What do you think of the past?" Qian Xuesen said, "I have no time to think about the past. I only think about the future. " From this sentence we can see Qian Xuesen's open-minded personality and outlook on life. It is this outlook on life that he can open up a bright future.
Qian Xuesen dedicated all his talents to the motherland. He is a dazzling spray in the vast ocean, and his beauty is beyond words. Someone once said, "It is difficult to make beautiful waves without touching stones." I think Qian Xuesen just took care of this sentence. Without hardship, there can be no glory.
A beautiful spray excellent composition 4 How beautiful the surrounding scenery is along the way. I listened to the sea breeze, opened the ribbon of memory, opened the brocade box in my heart and counted the waves in my heart. ...
This is my first day back to school after my illness. As soon as I entered the classroom, I saw my classmates rustling their papers. I quickly sat down and started to do it, trying to keep up with my classmates.
But I missed my homework for nearly a week, and I was at a loss in the face of that test paper. I feel so sad that something hard is stuck in my throat, but it seems that only tears can resolve it. Looking at a piece of uncultivated land, I grabbed the paper angrily and simply kneaded it into a ball, and tears of disappointment slipped down my cheeks. I looked down at the table and felt very cold.
Suddenly, I felt a warm palm on my shoulder. Looking up, it was the teacher. She smiled at me, took my hand and took me to the office. She carefully smoothed the test paper on the desk and gently said to me, don't worry, take your time. Then he explained them to me one by one.
Somehow, I was distracted. My vision gradually blurred, and I saw that her white hair suddenly increased over the years, and a messy hair hung down to her forehead. Watching, a drop of cold water fell on the back of my hand. I suddenly came to my senses and listened quietly and seriously. My heart is full of soft touch, and my restless heart gradually calms down.
Her words of encouragement are like petals falling from the sky. I ran to meet with open hands, and I was full of happiness in that unique fragrance. Her clear smile soothed my inner embarrassment. Oh, it turns out that everything can be so smooth as long as you are calm. I was intoxicated by her meticulous explanation, and I couldn't help reaching out and lifting my drooping hair, gently holding it behind her ear, and suddenly realized that she was really beautiful, really beautiful. ...
The waves are rolling in the heart box, but this one is particularly beautiful. When the sea breeze blows, I gently close my brocade box and cherish the growing waves.
A beautiful spray, excellent composition, 5 standard white melon seeds, broken when blown, and neat bangs. Under the looming crescent moon, a pair of autumn pupils are as clear and bright as autumn water. Like talking eyes, it gives people infinite reverie. She is tiny.
Xiaoxiao Xiaoxiao, like a spray, stirs gently in my heart ... I first saw Xiaoxiao in the beautiful southern city of Sanya. We are in the same tour group. She sat next to me and had nothing to say along the way, but she always stared at me with a bright smile on her face. Her smile reminds me of a word: spray.
That day, I stretched out on the beach and enjoyed the sunshine in the south. Suddenly, a blue parasol propped up a shade beside me. I saw a clear and soft face, and at the same time, a cold drink was handed to me. "Well, I have been lying for a long time. Drink some juice to relieve the heat. "
What an intoxicating sound that is! Soft, weak and soft, like a beautiful spray blowing through my heart, makes people feel relaxed and happy.
I sat up, took the drink handed me by this beautiful girl as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, and took a sip, which was sour and sweet and refreshing.
When I was tasting a cold drink, a pair of soft and smooth hands brushed my cheeks and skin, and my fair skin was in sharp contrast to my wheat color. She took a bottle of sunscreen and put it on me ... Her love, gentleness and care made me feel my sister's love and care.
At the seaside, we chased and played. I wash the waves by hand, and I feel comfortable. "Small rong, you know? You can't underestimate these waves, they are the source of infinite power. " She put her arm around my shoulder and said.
I smiled and said, "The waves are more like stories, more like the friendship between the sea and the sky, and more like you."
Really, tiny is like a beautiful spray, giving people a cool feeling, lively, energetic and mellow. Tiny, tiny, like a beautiful spray, plays a song of friendship in the sea on this hot summer day by the seaside of this southern city.
A beautiful spray and excellent composition 6 The sea is enduring for a long time, and it will not fade after billions of years. There are many legendary stories floating in it, like a wave echoing in it. Our friendship is like a beautiful spray. Sometimes it is comfortable, and sometimes it turns into waves and surges, which I will always remember.
We got to know each other in the long river of life. Lively you and outgoing me used to be good friends envied by others. We walked in the school together, watching the sunset, the moon rising, the flowers blooming, the green grass ... everything was so perfect, and the little spray was playing naughtily. We spent five years in primary school hand in hand, and the happiness you brought me has filled my heart. You should remember my help to you.
Time slipped through our fingers, and we grew up slowly, gradually understanding a lot and knowing more. In junior high school, we are no longer inseparable, just because we didn't enter the same middle school, and the distance separated us. Slowly, you have your new friends and I have my own happy world. We have little contact, and we will leave in a hurry after several encounters. The original tacit understanding has long since become the past. Think about how many times we've quarreled before. How many fights have you had? Our friendship is not calm, and the waves are not calm! Maybe one second we were playing, the next it was the opposite, but we can make up in an instant. This time, we couldn't resist, because the mountain was so hard to resist that it simply separated us. Our friendship is like a small wave. The sea divides us, so we can't find it.
What is friendship? Can it last forever? Maybe we can be together again, but will we play as before? Laughing? What about indifference? Our friendship is like the jumping waves. Even if it finally sinks into the boundless sea, I will remember that there are such beautiful waves in my life journey, and I will remember that it brought me perfection and warmth. ...
A beautiful spray excellent composition 7 Life is like the sea, except for the ebb and flow of the tide, there are also many waves rushing to the shore from time to time in life. These beautiful waves are interludes in life and opportunities for us to see the light in our daily life.
"Hey, what's the matter?" "Why is there no signal on TV?" "My home network is also broken!" Everyone in the whole compound poked their heads out of the window, and everyone said that their network was suddenly interrupted. Since everyone is reacting, it is definitely not a network interruption, but a network problem in the compound! Just when everyone was talking about why no one came to fix the broadband fault, a man with a long rope, like Spider-Man, carefully slipped down from top to bottom and hung on the wall of a building in the middle.
The light is dim at night, and a man like Spider-Man has a searchlight overhead to illuminate his work. He hung the lamp on the wall of the building in the middle, and checked the wall with tools like Spider-Man who caught the light in the movie.
"Someone is repairing it! Look, everyone, there is a maintenance master! " This sound made everyone stop their eyes on the maintenance master, and the searchlight above the maintenance master lit up the whole night sky like the moon. The maintenance master has quick hands and feet. After less than fifteen minutes, someone shouted at the night sky outside: "Okay, my TV has a signal again", and then another voice said: "My home network is fine, and I can surf the Internet again!"
Just when all of us were pleasantly surprised that our network could be used again, I noticed that the maintenance master had quietly disappeared into the night sky. He is like a beautiful spray, bringing a spray to our life with his silent gesture. Turning around, he disappeared again, he returned to his own life, and our life returned to the calm sea.
A beautiful spray excellent composition 8 Happiness is waking up, and the sunshine by the window is still bright. You may never care about the happiness of waking up in a new day, but for some people, even breathing is a luxury.
When he was six months old, he was diagnosed with cerebral palsy. From then on, he suffered the pain of wandering between death and survival. His name is Hao Cheng, and he is a strong man. His optimism made him work miracles many times.
From the moment he was born, his mother received many critically ill notices from doctors. When his peers were still at school and making friends, Hao Cheng had been to big hospitals all over the country and had contact with doctors coming and going.
As a child, he endured physical pain; When he grew up, he experienced inner pain. However, when he was confused, reading made him look forward to life and become optimistic.
Once, he caught a cold unexpectedly. Three temperature measurements showed a high fever. At this time, every time he breathes, it is like thousands of steel needles shuttling between the lungs, and his chest seems to be holding up a boulder. It was just a minor illness in his life, and he survived. He is a mortal who keeps smiling in those difficulties.
A week after a high fever, Hao Cheng passed away. This time, he failed to persist. In this youth, the sound of life comes to an abrupt end. Before he died, he said, "If one day I suddenly leave, please let me donate my last strength to explore other people's world." .
Perhaps people's persistence is often not because they believe in the future, but because they don't want to betray the past.
Perhaps, we can't understand the meaning of "living", but we have paid too much for living; Maybe we can't realize our dreams, but we have shed too much sweat for them. What we can do is to go further on this road and never look back. Heaven is not necessarily in front, but hell must be behind.
A beautiful spray, struggling in the rough waves, burning in the angry fire, flapping the rocks on the beach and flowing at low tide.
A beautiful spray excellent composition 9 In the process of our growth, we will always experience ups and downs, just like a beautiful spray in the long river of our life. They are all beautiful, all beautiful, and one of them is extremely dazzling. ...
I am a lazy person, but after that wave, my bad habits have been corrected.
It was a hot afternoon and the door at home was open. My parents came in from the outside and saw me lying in bed with the fan on, enjoying the coolness and comfort. My mother walked into the kitchen, and suddenly, a roar scared me to death. My mother scolded me: "didn't you say you wanted to wash the dishes?" Why hasn't it moved yet? ? Get up and brush! "I got up unhurriedly and said slowly," You are all back, and brushing won't do any good ... "My father grabbed my hand and pulled me to the kitchen. First, I was verbally educated, and when I looked unmoved, I began to "bomb me forcibly." I couldn't take it anymore, so I reluctantly walked to the pool and started working.
Brush brush, I suddenly remembered that my favorite program on TV started. I left my job behind and finally caught up after a terrible run! After watching it for a few minutes, my mother came to the kitchen and saw that I had disappeared, so she called me back and ran downstairs as a punishment for my laziness. When I got downstairs, I jogged first, but I didn't want to find a chance to escape. Unconsciously, my father caught up with me and told me to run, so I had to obey. Finally, I ran away. I came home out of breath and consciously washed the dishes. ...
In my later life, I seldom slacked off, but I was severely punished every time, which made me flustered and suffered a lot. ...
This beautiful spray makes me extremely diligent and makes me understand that laziness is not good. We can't just focus on temporary happiness and ignore the future, but let ourselves become light, not like me.
A beautiful spray excellent composition 10 In the process of our growth, there are always some unforgettable experiences. These experiences are like waves, making waves in the long river of life, adding infinite vitality and laughter to life.
The last school sports meeting was a beautiful wave in my life. I still remember that day, the teacher brought a sports meeting registration form to encourage the whole class to sign up. Many students are eager to try, but my heart is tangled with great ideas: I really hope I can participate in the sports meeting, but I am worried that my physical education is not good. Wouldn't it be a shame if I got to the bottom of it? This is, the teacher said, "there is only one last place left." Who wants to sign up? " My indomitable character made me want to take part in the competition strongly, so I slowly raised my hand.
The exciting day has finally arrived, and the stadium has been packed with people. I stood in the waiting field waiting for the game to start, but I was extremely nervous. This is my first time to participate in the sports meeting. Seeing the confident faces of my opponents around me, my heart couldn't help shrinking. My good friend said to me, "As long as you try your best, you are successful." Her words finally calmed my heart a little.
"bang!" The starting gun rang, and I couldn't care less about my nervousness. I'm just trying to run forward. "come on Come on! " The deafening cheers of the students came from my ears. I can't help speeding up my steps. Gradually, I feel that my whole body strength is almost gone, and my steps are heavy. "Hold on a little longer, and we will soon reach the finish line!" "I have been saying to myself in my heart." It's almost there! Coming soon! "I suddenly saw the sign of the finish line, so I saw the expectation in my heart, and I tried my best to rush to the finish line. I finally overcame my timidity and surpassed myself! Although I didn't get the ranking, I still feel that I am successful!
This experience has become a beautiful wave in my life, constantly churning in the long river, and has become the driving force for me to overcome timidity, overcome difficulties and keep moving forward.
A beautiful spray excellent composition 1 1 Life is like the sea, which ebbs and flows, and the constant is the spray that will accompany it forever.
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Walking by the sea, watching the waves swept by the wind, I suddenly remembered my mother for some reason.
Mom, it sounds heavy, but I like to call her that.
I am not a shy child, but in front of my mother, I often seem at a loss. I often see girls holding their mother's hand affectionately in the bustling streets. I know it is the most beautiful thing in the world, but I have never owned it.
It's not that I don't love, I just don't know how to love.
I always knew that my mother was not a beautiful woman. Years' plows have carved old age on her forehead, and daily necessities have filled her life, making her afraid and unable to pursue the beauty that a woman should have.
But I still occasionally think, does my mother have a painted face when she is seventeen? Is there a story similar to gardenia?
My mother gave birth to my brother when he was born.
I often see such a scene on TV: a woman whose face is completely distorted by pain, lying in a bloody maternity bed, screaming at the top of her lungs. However, on that tired face, what can't be hidden is the pride that a woman should have.
When the second child was about to be born, my mother resolutely chose caesarean section, so I was able to come to this world. As easy as blowing off dust. However, at this time, the ugly mother is even more ugly, leaving a long scar on her abdomen. When I was a child, I asked my mother, and she said that I jumped out of this scar. So I'm often afraid. Why did I jump out of this long and ugly scar?
I didn't know the meaning of this scar until now. This is the sacred lifeline. After crossing, I came to this world.
I am not a shy child, but I have never said "I love you" to my mother. I can only express my deep love for my mother with endless words.
If life is the sea, I am a fish and my mother is a beautiful wave. How can I not understand the favor of fish and water?
A Beautiful Waves Excellent Composition 12 There are many waves in the vast sea, and he is one of them.
Although he is a boy, he is not as naughty as some boys. He is quiet, polite, caring, intelligent and good at learning. He is my brother.
When I passed by his house in the morning, his loud reading was as crisp and wonderful as a bird singing. Standing and listening is also a kind of enjoyment! When he saw me, he smiled and waved to me, while I was still immersed in his reading.
At noon, we go to grandma's house for dinner. He is always more sensible than me, and watching TV is not noisy. Adults don't interrupt, just eat silently. And I am just the opposite of him. After dinner, he also helps adults clean up the dishes and chopsticks and clear the table. And I'm always chattering. He wasn't angry, but I made him laugh. He always gives way to me and doesn't rob me. When an adult buys something, he always asks me to choose first, and he chooses last. Another time, I took a fancy to his favorite thing, but I didn't know it myself. I gave it to him, too Although he didn't want to give up, he gave it to me. I didn't care about his reluctant expression when I left.
He is always very caring, of course, so am I. Sometimes when I see old people begging, he will not hesitate to give them money. I always say to him, "Look at him dressed so well, he lied to you again. Are you stupid? " He patted me on the shoulder to show helplessness. I curled my lips. As long as he sees stray cats and dogs on the road, he will be duty-bound to take them back to his "secret base", clean them up and raise them well. If one of the animals dies, he will be sad for a long time.
His studies are also excellent. He never made it into the top three in every big exam and quiz. His family are proud of him, but I can't. I often ask him questions, and sometimes I can't help touching his head and asking, "What is your brain?"? Why do you know all the questions I can't? " He asked, then do you understand how much effort I have made in secret? This is that giving is rewarding. "He is a college student at the moment, but he hasn't changed, just like the original. He will always be a beautiful wave in my heart!
A beautiful spray excellent composition 13 There are many beautiful waves in the long river of life, and each wave is a thought-provoking past. In the long river of my life, there is a spray that I remember the most.
On the first day of the National Day holiday, the weather was particularly good. The sun is high in the blue sky, and the warm sunshine shines on the earth. My parents and I embarked on a trip to go on road trip. I don't know if it's National Day. There were more people going to go on road trip, and as soon as we got on the expressway, we were caught in a traffic jam! Driving slowly like a snail, it takes a long time to move a little. Just stop for a while, walk for a while, and it will be noon before you know it!
The car has been driving all morning, and it's not half finished! The destination is far away, and we are already hungry. There is only one bread and a bottle of water left in the car!
"daughter! You are hungry! Eat the bread quickly! Pad your stomach! The rest stop hasn't arrived yet. I don't know how long it will take to buy food! " Mother put the bread into my hand and said softly.
That kind of Huang Chengcheng bread gives off an attractive fragrance, and my stomach growls at the right time. Looking at the mountains of garbage bags in front of me, I feel a little ashamed. Although I didn't eat all morning, I still "destroyed" a lot of snacks, but my parents didn't eat anything and even sipped water. If I "destroy" this bread again, then ... I feel really embarrassed to use any words to describe myself.
"No, I'm not hungry, you eat!" I shirked it.
"You eat! We are adults and we are not so hungry! " The car stopped moving again, my father turned to me and said.
"Eat quickly, you are growing up, and you can't stand being hungry." My mother persuaded me.
"Why don't we three points! Don't let it go again! " I propose.
"It doesn't matter! I will divide it! " I saw my mother grab the bread, break off the biggest piece and put it in my hand, and give the small piece to my father at the same time.
It's been a long time, but my parents' love is like the most beautiful spray, which has been blooming in my heart for a long time and will never fade!