Life is an endless sea, and man is a boat on the sea. The sea is never calm, so people always have joy and sadness. When nameless troubles strike, frustration and hesitation burn every nerve, people are surrounded by sadness and their hearts fluctuate accordingly. But, my friend, don't forget to keep a quiet heart, and there will be no more pain. Everyone has a road leading to a distant place, rugged but full of hope. Not everyone can go far. Because there are always people who are overwhelmed, exhausted and give up halfway. Therefore, no matter how long the journey is, no matter what storms you encounter, you should keep a happy mood. When the troubles of life strike, please leave the load behind, look up at the bright blue sky, and let the gentle blue reflect people's hearts. Just like when I was tired of playing as a child, I found a green and soft grass to lie down, let the sunshine fall on my face and let the breeze blow all over my body. As a result, the folds of the soul have also been smoothed, leaving a seamless pure land. When heavy troubles come to you, please go out and find those sincere friends, talk to them about your troubles and solve them in a long talk. Just like when I was a child, I couldn't spell out the building blocks at home and ran out to find a group of children. Everyone, you and me, a castle has been built in laughter. As a result, the troubles were swept away and the innocence returned to the heart. As serene and sweet as a sleeping baby lying in its mother's arms. When layers of setbacks swell, please open the window, let the refreshing fresh air in, and find a little peace in the fragrant and sweet earth breath. Just like when I was a child, I picked up dandelion whiskers, puffed up my cheeks and blew open one umbrella after another, closed my eyes in surprise and made a wish. In this way, there is more comfort and joy in my heart. When the helpless melancholy comes, please open your eyes, watch the sunset and listen to the insects singing and birds singing. Just like when I was a child, I listened to the crickets in the yard and looked up and counted the twinkling stars in the sky. In this way, all the annoying noises gradually fade away, and what you have is a quiet heart. Light the heart lamp, and you will sincerely sigh: even if I am not happy enough. Don't frown Life is too short, so why penance? Light the lamp of the soul, and you will be delighted to find that not only yourself, but also friends, relatives and teachers can light the lamp for me. Life is a long road, but there are many people in the same industry. Why do you have to face difficulties alone? Light the lamp of the soul, and you will understand that "indifference leads to ambition, and tranquility leads to distance." Yes, no one knows how far it is, but open the window of the soul and let the happy sunshine shine in, and the peaceful mind will light an eternal lamp of life. Let your road never be dark. Light the lamp in your heart, and you can constantly challenge and surpass yourself in helping each other. Even if it is an eternal distance, something will be born-a miracle!

A composition with a beautiful soul, a blank sheet of paper is empty, and there is nothing. A versatile painter used it to draw a beautiful girl-Mona Lisa. An ugly stone, but a skilled sculptor created a beautiful boy David with it. A simple musical instrument, even a broom and shoes, can be used by smart musicians to play a relaxing music. Paper, blank, ugly stones, simple musical instruments, but beautiful girls, beautiful boys and relaxed music, wonderful but true. Because beautiful works already exist in the creator's mind. A beautiful mind can create all the beauty, and even turn the ugly into the beautiful. The scorching sun is in the sky, and the endless desert is silent, flying sand and stones are dancing and roaring. The survivor who still has hope for life touched the only half bag of water left on him, and he was very happy because he still had half a bag of water. He is not discouraged because there is only half a bag of water left, but happy because he has a beautiful heart and a hopeful heart. As long as he doesn't give up, he has a chance. A girl was lying in a hospital bed in the middle of a flower show. Her mother was holding a medical record, staring blankly at the word AIDS, covering her mouth and crying. My father in the corner smoked silently and looked at the ceiling with ecstasy. But the girl is deep in thought. She is helpless and thinking about the short-term future. The only thing left in Nuoda's ward is the clock ticking. Suddenly, the little girl smiled, from the heart, really smiled, and smiled beautifully. Because she feels so lucky, because God didn't let him go back at once, she still has one year, in which she can do what she likes, count the stars, look at the moon and go shopping as much as possible. You don't have to be busy day and night for the future like your peers in the past, and you don't have to think about learning when you play in the past and thinking about playing when you study. Now she can concentrate on what she likes to do. She feels really good and can go back to her carefree childhood. The kite broke the nasty thread and flew freely. Isn't it better to fly higher? Children leave their parents to study far away and serve the country. Parents should be happy about it. Why are you crying? Beauty can be produced under any conditions. As long as you have a generous heart, an informal heart and a beautiful heart, you can create beauty. Beauty comes into being in the mind at the moment of flowers and smiles, and in the moment of consciousness. It all depends on whether the heart is beautiful at the moment. A beautifully conceived composition; As time goes by, the past events of a person with a beautiful mind from childhood to adulthood gradually fade away in my mind. But there is only one thing that I will never forget. Whenever I think about it, I still remember it vividly, just as it just happened. It was an afternoon in mid-June, and I was in Grade Three. After school, I just want to go home. However, the day in June changes like a child's face. Just now, the sky was clear in Wan Li. At this point, it cast a shadow. Suddenly, a flash of lightning broke through the sky, making a thunderous noise, and then resounded through the earth one after another. Then, it rained cats and dogs. Looking at the pouring rain outside, I am worried! I thought to myself, "Mom and Dad have gone out and haven't come back yet. Even my sister has gone out with them. Now, who can give me an umbrella? " If I knew this, why did I do it in the first place? This sentence is absolutely true. Alas! I should take an umbrella when I go out! "Seeing the students being picked up one by one, my heart is more like adding fuel to the fire and getting more restless. At this time, I was impatient and finally couldn't stay any longer. I rushed out of the rain curtain regardless of the willy-nilly and rushed to the way home. Suddenly, I slipped and scraped my leg on the ground. Seeing myself in such a mess, I couldn't help crying. " Brother, why are you crying! ""There was a word from behind, and when I looked back, it turned out to be a burly brother with an umbrella behind him. Before his brother left, the man asked, "Little brother, don't you have an umbrella?" I nodded, and my eldest brother smiled and held out a hand and said, "Let me take you home!" " "I'm too young to understand, only know what my mother said-be careful of the bad guys, don't let people take you home casually, so I didn't stretch out my hand. Big brother saw through my mind and smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, little brother, I'm not a bad person." Say that finish, he held out his hand again, I took his hand and stood up. At this moment, my leg is bleeding. When the eldest brother saw it, he quickly said, "You are hurt. You have to put it on quickly. Let me take you home! "! You tell me where your home is. ""On the road 17, "I whispered. Big brother walked on the road behind my back. I was cold under the umbrella, but my heart was warm. When I got home, my eldest brother took some paper, cleaned my wound, and then found some medicine to apply to it. Then he walked out of the door and gradually disappeared into the rain ... although it has been a long time, I will never forget it. It is printed in my heart like a seal, and I will always remember the burly figure with an umbrella.