Some people think that life is not beautiful at all and it is boring.
I am not. Life is actually beautiful and romantic. I used a pencil to smear it obliquely on the paper, and the paper showed traces of writing on the last page.
the gray color is mixed with a little white, dotted and hazy, with a classical temperament. The sunshine is scattered lazily on the paper, which is simple and extremely beautiful and pleasing to the eye! But who thought it was just a simple combination of lead and a piece of paper? I have been practicing a math problem for seven or eight times, but I just can't do it.
I crossed everything out with a pen in anger, crumpled up the draft and threw it on the ground. My mother, who was sitting next to me drawing, once touched up the drawing board with a brush, but she felt something was missing after all.
Seeing me like this, I smiled, picked up my paper ball, fiddled with it a little, coated it with gouache paint evenly, and pressed it on the drawing board. A delicate rose jumped from the paper, bright red and lovely, brilliant as this.
I was so surprised that I couldn't say a word. I took the paper ball in my mother's hand and pressed it on the paper. Look at these flowers, I enjoy the * * * brought by my creation, and I am also amazed at the beauty everywhere.
Looking at the paper ball in my hand, I suddenly realized that life is humorous. It makes me feel restless when I can't do the problem, but it also makes this irritability the ultimate beauty of a painting. Today, it's windy outside, but I still opened the window for indoor ventilation and fresh air.
although it wasn't very big, the wind was chilly, but I was helpless. "Ding … bell … dang" What is this? I looked up. It was the wind chime.
The ethereal and sweet voice made me feel less cold as soon as it got into my ears. I looked up slightly, looked at the wind chime that had not sounded for several weeks, and smiled gently.
The wind chime rotates gently, and the sun shines on it, reflecting a fascinating amber light, which is gorgeous and warm, just like several lovely elves dancing. When the heart moves, the rise of the corners of the mouth will never disappear.
I began to thank the beautiful wind * * * brought by the cold wind, which made me forget the cold wind. I also thanked the music that was extremely pure and did not contain any impurities, which made my mood suddenly clear. My heart inexplicably began to be moved by the beauty in life.
three things, three kinds of beauty, let me understand that beauty is a flower that can bloom in different places and different periods; It can be created by the worst things, and it doesn't have to be expensive; It can also be an encouraging smile when you are depressed; It can also be a dance in adversity. Excellent cameramen can take many beautiful pictures. While people are amazed, it is not difficult to find that those beautiful pictures can often be seen in life.
The only reason is that the photographer has a pair of eyes to discover beauty. Generally speaking, they are observant, but more precisely, they love life! So I think that beauty is actually around us and everywhere, but only those who love life can find it. 2. Beauty in Life Composition 6 words
Beauty in Life "Life is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of eyes to find beauty."
"A beautiful mind is far more beautiful than appearance." .
whenever I read these words, my memory will stay on that day a year ago, so I fell into deep memories ... in the cold winter, the north wind roared. I waited for the bus at the station alone, and the wind cut my face like a knife.
The bus finally arrived. I managed to get on the bus, only to find that there were no empty seats. So I stood by a seat near the door and waited anxiously for the bus to start. I looked around, and my eyes rested on a big sister sitting next to me.
This big sister is wearing gorgeous clothes, and a snow-white scarf sets off her powdered face with long and curly eyelashes. Her body exudes a faint fragrance.
"This elder sister is so beautiful!" I can't help thinking. At this time, a white-haired grandmother got on the bus trembling, and slowly stood beside me and held the handle. I looked around, hoping that someone would give her seat.
but everyone was indifferent, and the indifference of everyone made me shudder. I looked at the elder sister next to me again, hoping that she could give up her seat, but she just turned her head coldly out of the window and pretended not to see it. Suddenly, the car stopped. The old woman didn't stand firm and touched the elder sister. The elder sister turned her head, glared at her, and then impatiently patted off the dust on her sleeve ... At this time, an uncle sitting in the back row limped over. He was totally embarassed and dressed simply.
He came to give his seat to his grandmother. He helped the old man to his seat. The grandmother smiled gratefully and the uncle laughed. At that moment, their smiles were like a ray of warm sunshine, shining on my young heart, which made me no longer cold. Although it was still ice and snow outside the window, the car was as vibrant as spring ... It was that kind uncle who let me know what is beautiful and what is ugly.
Now, whenever I see someone who offered his seat to the old man, I will think of that kind uncle and that simple smile. 3. Write a 6-word composition on the theme of "Beauty in Life"
Rain, the most primitive and oldest music, has been drummed repeatedly for centuries, but who understands that repeated percussion is a whisper of life?
do you like the rain? I like it. I am a quiet girl. I don't like to talk or be busy. When I hear someone quarreling in the street, I will make a detour to avoid it.
I am diligent in writing because I am too slow to speak. I like to capture any beautiful silhouette in my life.
the most beautiful thing is the rainy night. Everything in the city fell asleep, only the rain and me. This kind of me, that heart is transparent and true. Tick-tock, light rain, dripping in the boundless night, dimly shows its mystery and dimly implies its beauty. Light rain washes the dust, but it can't wash away the footprints of youth ... Isn't this scene beautiful?
have you ever seen a solo dance? Solo dancing is an art of heartbreaking beauty. A pale light shines on the stage, and a young girl dances on the stage, like a butterfly, a smart butterfly, occasionally flapping its wings full of notes. The girl raised her arms slowly, then bent gracefully and with tenderness, forming the most beautiful and deepest arc in the world. Isn't this beautiful?
when I was walking alone on the road, there was a butterfly crying not far away. I heard the sound and found an old man dancing with become a butterfly in the wind. In the cold wind, under the thin and slender fingers, the unique sorrow of erhu poured on the lonely silk string. I was surprised, surprised by the fluency and emotion, sobs and lingering of "become a butterfly". That's beautiful! Isn't it?
Beauty lies in giving people a kind of heart throb, and it doesn't need experts to identify anything with their critical eyes. We only need to touch the reality with a very transparent heart, and the throbbing and moving from it is beauty.
In fact, there are many beauties in life, which are everywhere, depending on whether we are willing to bend over and pick them up. Remember, life is beautiful. When the noise of the motor in the world is more and more filling the space of the city, when the flowers and birds are more and more revealing the breath of artificial carving, when the taste of reinforced concrete is more and more rich, when the gradually barren mind can't find the object to talk to, the night is no longer quiet, the sky is no longer blue, and when people's hearts are built up as a wall of indifference, our newly plump hearts can't die like daffodils in the desert.
We should walk into our youth stage, shine our brilliance and play the future together with the passionate guitar. It's great that we should put aside all our troubles and put our bodies on a swing. We should strive to keep pace with the sun, not afraid of the thorns and fog ahead, and March forward courageously on our own life path.
Happiness and beauty in life should be captured and experienced by yourself. Remember, beauty only needs to be picked up by bending over, and no expert's appraisal is needed. Let's capture the beauty of life together, shall we? Walk in the rain forest together, listen to the sigh like Loulan woman slipping quietly, feel every throb and beauty of youth together, and feel the beauty in life with your true and transparent heart.
No need to praise 4. Beauty in Life 6 words
Beauty in Life
"Life is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of eyes to find beauty." "A beautiful mind is far more beautiful than appearance." . Whenever I read these words, my memory will stay on that day a year ago, so I fall into deep memories ...
In the cold winter, the north wind is howling. I waited for the bus at the station alone, and the wind cut my face like a knife. The bus finally arrived. I managed to get on the bus, only to find that there were no empty seats. So I stood by a seat near the door and waited anxiously for the bus to start. I looked around, and my eyes rested on a big sister sitting next to me. The big sister was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and a snow-white scarf set off her powdered face with long and curly eyelashes. Her body exudes a faint fragrance. "This sister is so beautiful!" I can't help thinking. At this time, a white-haired grandmother got on the bus trembling, and slowly stood beside me and held the handle. I looked around, hoping that someone would give her seat. But everyone was indifferent, and everyone's indifference made me shudder. I looked at the elder sister next to me again, hoping that she could give up her seat, but she just turned her head coldly out of the window and pretended not to see it. Suddenly, the car stopped. The old woman didn't stand firm and touched the elder sister. The elder sister turned her head, glared at her, and then impatiently patted off the dust on her sleeve ... At this time, an uncle sitting in the back row limped over. He was totally embarassed and dressed simply. He came to give his seat to his grandmother. He helped the old man to his seat. The grandmother smiled gratefully and the uncle laughed. At that moment, their smiles were like a ray of warm sunshine, shining on my young heart, which made me no longer cold. Although it was still ice and snow outside the window, the car was as vibrant as spring ...
It was that kind uncle who let me know what beauty is and what ugliness is. Now, as long as I see the person who offered his seat to the old man voluntarily, I will think of the kind uncle and the simple smile ... 5. Writing 6 words on the topic of beauty in life
Appreciating the beauty in life
Life is a beautiful melody. From the moment you walked into this world, from the moment you opened your eyes, the melody of this song began to be written: from those little notes.
There are layers of pink clouds floating in the eastern sky. Every household is still closed, and there are few people and vehicles in the street. I was intoxicated by the quiet atmosphere, and I couldn't help slowing down ... Isn't this a quiet and beautiful morning? The writer loves to write it because of the quiet morning.
However, the sound of sweeping the floor broke the silence of the morning. I followed the sound, I saw it, I saw the back, and my work clothes were soaked with sweat in large areas. Bend over, sweep the floor, bend over, sweep the floor ... That action is normal and even, but he didn't stop because of sweat, but he continued, continued ... Suddenly, he turned around and I saw his appearance. His dark skin was a little tired, but his smile was so nourishing, comforting and satisfying ...
Oh! Lovely person, thank him for playing a vibrant overture for this beautiful day.
*** The hot sun shines directly on the earth. In the classroom, the electric fan in the corner swayed vigorously, but it still couldn't relieve the indoor heat. I suddenly caught a glimpse of the teacher's back wet. She put down the chalk and turned around. The look was thorough, bright and seductive. She stared at us, and we looked up at her and looked at us, and her eyes added a sense of relief. What beautiful eyes, talking and singing, full of concern and hope. Teacher, please accept the students' heartfelt praise.
The sun lies weak and limp, and it can't shine any more, but the orange color flows out feebly and stays in the sky. Walking in front of me, I guess, is a pair of grandchildren, "be careful! Here is a step, let me help you. " A tender voice flashed through my ears, and my heart warmed up. What a filial granddaughter!
"Thank you, don't come in the future. I can go back to the home for the aged alone."
"It doesn't matter. I'm obligated to take care of you. No matter how hard and tired I am, it's worth it."
It turns out that they are not a pair of grandchildren. I understand that they are not a family, but they are better than a family.
The sun was swallowed up by the dark night, and the sky darkened immediately. The place where the sun disappeared was dark purple. Going up, it was deep blue, boundless blue. Under the starry sky, the figure of one tall and one short, one old and one young was particularly obvious. That voice echoed in my ear, and that feeling was like a bond, which tied me, the little girl and the old man together and haunted my heart ... One, two, three ...
Beauty lies in the swarthy faces of sanitation workers, in the persuasive eyes of people's teachers, and in the caring concern of little girls ... The moments of beauty are like love notes, strung into the most beautiful music, rippling on the road and in the classroom; Rippling in every corner of the city, our life is beautiful and warm because of love. 6. Beautiful composition in life 6 words
In junior high school life, there are happiness, distress, confusion and sadness. Too many emotions are in harmony, and the short junior high school life becomes simple and complicated, which makes people worry and memorable.
entering junior high school means that I have grown up, and now I am not the "little princess" or "little master" that people love and protect. It means that I have my own ideas and freedom, and I am no longer a person who only listens to my parents and has no opinions. Although there is freedom, life is out of control; Although I have grown up, some things can't be done by myself.
In the past, when there were difficulties in school, sometimes teachers could help, so it was easy. Learning is not very urgent, even if you can't control yourself, there are at least strict parents around you. At home, I am pampered, I can't pay attention to anything, and I have parents around me. Live in an orderly way.
But when I entered junior high school, everything naturally changed. It's like entering a strange world. Small things are solved by themselves at school. The school is also very nervous, and there are many homework. When I can't control myself, my father and mother don't care too much. Because they think they should learn to be conscious when they go to junior high school. At home, I am not the one who was spoiled and protected before.