It is said that at the top of that mountain, there is a very strange flower called Puya flower. Only once in a thousand years, but that time is a rare beauty in the world. I can't imagine how lonely it will be in a thousand years. She witnessed Fang Fei in April with her own eyes, resisted the temptation to blossom again and again, and finally surprised the world after 1000 years.
The root of this flower-loyalty, was rooted thousands of years ago.
Su Wu, the man with the highest integrity in China, is fearless in the face of life and death and rebelled against the country. Your face is calm and your body is unshakable. "Life is a big shot, and death is the ghost of a big shot." Loyalty is like a beam of light passing through the haze of temptation on your chest. This beam of light passed through the tunnel of time and space and went straight to Zhuangzi. The king of Chu invited one person below and ten thousand people above, but he "would rather live in the painting" and never "hide in the temple". Even a small official can do it, which shows that loyalty gives us the power to refuse temptation.
The leaves of this flower are indifferent and have been scattered.
Li Taibai, an immortal, was obsessed with officialdom in his early years. But that day, he sang, "Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking officials whose sincere faces will never be seen?" Burst into laughter. He doesn't value "Zhong Gu Yu" or "Hua Ma Jin". He saw through the temptations hidden in the officialdom and was indifferent to life from then on, only accompanied by wine. This wine is divided into moonlight, and the remaining three points are firm but gentle. Embroidered mouth spit, it was. All this may be fate, giving another great writer Su Zizhan the same state of mind. The fame and fortune in the official arena turned into an alarm, and he saw through the doubts of temptation with the same indifferent eyes. Anyway, a misty rain left a detached Su Shi for later generations, which shows that this indifferent green leaf is the sword to cut off the temptation.
The fragrance of this flower-perseverance, floats all over the world and overflows all over the world.
Marie Curie, a woman who has struggled for science all her life, her flash is perseverance, and the medal is just her daughter's toy. She burned away the temptation with her love of science. Kishimoto Masashi, a famous Japanese cartoonist, refused to win over the company with his firm perseverance and love for comics, and it was precisely because he resisted the temptation that he was able to make a film "The Shoulder of Huo Ying" famous all over the world. It can be seen that the rich fragrance is the driving force for us to sing in front of temptation.
Everything is the reverse of heaven and earth: time is a passer-by for hundreds of generations. If you want to leave your scenery in the fleeting time, be the elegant flower on the earth, turn the troubles and temptations in the world into the power of "absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon" and bloom our brilliant flowers.
I also want to see the new green in my eyes and see the flowers. I don't want the world to become barren and smelly. I just hope the world is green and full of flowers. From now on, green is nontoxic and healthy.
A slightly green bike.
Green travel, no doubt riding. Compared with ordinary cars, bicycles are simple in structure, light, environmentally friendly and energy-saving, and leisurely! Compared with new energy and environmental protection vehicles, bicycles have high production efficiency and low technical difficulty, benefiting the whole people. Wonderful! Compared with gorgeous luxury cars, bicycles are cheap and simple, which is more conducive to inheriting thrift and carrying forward the spirit of hard struggle. They have the best of both worlds. Bicycles are very small, and the contribution of a bicycle to ecology can be ignored; Bicycles are so big that the pollution emitted by thousands of bicycles instead of other vehicles every day in Qian Qian is incalculable. Riding a bike every day can also strengthen the body and achieve the effect of health preservation. Teenagers thrive on bicycles, young people are mentally mature on bicycles, middle-aged people grow old on bicycles, and old people live longer on bicycles than Nanshan! Little bike, you are the only one in the world.
Green shoots
Castle peak is not old! Many years ago, it was lush and colorful, full of flowers everywhere, and all the trees gave birth to brilliance. Time has changed, castle peak is old? Because of Jinshan Yinshan, the green mountains and green hills disappeared. Humans chop down trees indiscriminately, flowers fall, yellow leaves wither, dead branches and leaves are scattered all over the floor, and tree rings are obvious. We'll get what we deserve! Four major pollutions: sandstorm, rainstorm, flood and drought ... frequently attack human beings. However, the castle peak is not old! The same piece of land, under the sun, next to rotten wood, protected by red leaves, nourished by rain, absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, gathers the aura of the sun and the moon, and a bud sticks out strongly from the holy land and spits out a touch of green. Green shoots, you lead the spring. Look at the buds on the ground, they all bloom with you! Everything is green. We are all our own children and their brothers, so it is easy to destroy them. The power of Mother Nature is infinite! Let it go and be reborn in adversity. We are all born children, so it is imperative to plant trees in order to redeem the crime of treason, save the future and live a healthy life!
Green health, green health.
Healthy living and green consumption. Green consumption aims at protecting consumers' health, saving resources and protecting the environment, which conforms to people's health and environmental protection standards. Practice green consumption, save resources and reduce pollution; Green life, environmental protection procurement; Reuse and reuse; Classified recycling, recycling; Only by protecting nature can everything survive. Healthy green, healthy green!
The fresh garden can't be closed, and the walls are green. I like the new green eyes, which set off many flowers. It is a healthy and prosperous life. From now on, green is nontoxic; Starting from tomorrow, live a healthy life.
Press the alarm switch, rub your sleepy eyes, get up and get out of bed. Pushing open the window, a cold wind mixed with fresh air. Autumn wind is really bleak. I thought about putting on my clothes and went downstairs in the morning to start a long autumn run.
Beijing is very quiet in the morning, and there is no one there. A person, walking slowly, inhaling cold air, as if the whole person was relaxed a lot. In this way, I ran forward unhurriedly, enjoying the slow pace relative to this noisy world and feeling the peace of being alone.
The east is gradually showing a fish-belly grey. Looking up at the sky, the boundless black turned into blue ink, and I came to the street with broad-leaved forests on both sides. Just then, the wind filled my ears. The leaves overhead broke the silence and made a rhythmic rustling sound. Then one, two, three ... leaves are falling, leisurely and quiet, like a fairy in a golden dress, finding her place in the fragrance of the earth. Belong to it? I laughed and spat out white fog. It turns out that no matter how impetuous you are, solitude can always help you find your inner belonging and leave your mind in a quiet and peaceful soil.
I think the road ahead is very smooth. Why would someone not go because of a little obstacle?
-Lu Xun
People living in this world will always encounter all kinds of unpleasant things, big and small. The so-called "life is alive, and things are often unsatisfactory." That's what I said.
In childhood, we should learn to walk; When we are young, we have to face different learning stages; As adults, we have to face all kinds of work challenges; When we get old, we have to face where you will go. However, although there are many setbacks, we must face them one by one.
Setbacks have different effects on different people. Some people dare to face setbacks, eventually overcome setbacks and succeed; Some people give in to setbacks, and eventually they are beaten black and blue by setbacks and fall into the abyss ... From this perspective, the impact of setbacks on individuals depends on your own attitude!
Zu Chongzhi, a famous mathematician in ancient times, was the first person in the world after numerous calculations and mistakes. Edison, a modern inventor known as the "king of invention", made nearly 20xx failed experiments in the process of inventing the electric lamp, and finally invented the tungsten filament electric lamp ... From these two examples, we can see that we should do something successful and great.
Living in the present, the small setbacks we have experienced are nothing! Remember: if you can't stand setbacks, you can't achieve your career.
Living in the present, we have to bear a lot of pressure: the pressure of life, the pressure of study, the pressure of employment ... but we can't be defeated by these setbacks and pressures, but we must face them squarely. Because facing setbacks directly is the best choice to solve the pain, and facing setbacks directly can find a way out.
If youth is compared to a knife that cuts through thorns, then frustration is an indispensable meteorite. In order to make the knife of youth sharper, let's face setbacks bravely!
Every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, we go to the riverside to pay homage to my ancestors, but this year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I still want to pay homage to my grandfather who has a vague impression in my heart.
Grandpa doesn't live with me. I want him to live in Jinghong with us. But grandpa refused to leave his hometown and the old house where he had lived for decades. There must be a lot of memories about him there. Let him remember this. So every year during the Spring Festival, my family will go back to their hometown to visit relatives.
Every time I go back. Seeing grandpa always sitting in the chair in front of the house, alone in a daze, he is very excited to see us go back, and he will stand up in a hurry to move the chair for us, bring us this and that ... and leave the best for us forever. Then I saw his rare smile.
I tried to recall my grandfather's dribs and drabs in my mind, only remembering that he left me his favorite dishes, but I didn't like them. I only remember that grandpa bought me a paper gun to play with, and I didn't like it. I only remember sleeping in grandpa's room at night, because I said I hated the smell of the room. Hearing this, grandpa immediately began to clean the room and bought very fragrant flowers to put in the room. I only remember that because I wanted to eat sugar cane, my grandfather went to the market to buy it for me, but the market was an hour away from my grandfather's house. Do you know how much my grandfather loves me? I only remember when I was scolded by the whole family for doing something wrong, and when I was naughty and disobedient, my grandfather always stood in front of me. I only remember that I fell down because I was bored and rocked in my chair, but my grandfather cursed the uncle who bought the chair and the uncle who sold the chair, saying that his things were of poor quality. Leaving such a good grandson behind. I only remember how my grandfather patiently taught me to walk when I was a child. All I remember is ... Grandpa had too many good things. There is too much teaching for me. I was not sensible before, and I didn't understand my grandfather. Now that my grandfather is gone, I am grown up and sensible. Besides missing him, I have to study hard and repay him with the best results.
Grandpa, I miss you so much! I am grown up and sensible. You can take care of yourself in the future. Please rest assured.
I know God will take care of you. Because of your kindness, God will make you happy in heaven.
That wonderful poem has been with people for several years, but it has not faded with the passage of time, and it has been emitting its unique and poetic fragrance.
Many people like poetry, not only because poets can integrate broad principles into poetry with only a few words, but also because poetry is beautiful, charming and unparalleled. This is especially true of good poetry. Look, look at my sentence, "The snow in Mei Xu Xun is white, but the snow has lost a piece of plum fragrance." Savor this poem carefully, is it beautiful, just like tea, the more delicious it is, the more fragrant it is.
This poem comes from the last two sentences of Lu Meipo's Notice. This poem gives us a beautiful picture: white snow flowers fall from the sky and float on trees, yards, clothes and plum blossoms. They seem to be comparing, comparing what, comparing who and comparing who. Plum blossoms are not as white as snow, but snow is not as fragrant as plum blossoms. After reading this poem, I sincerely admire the poet. In the past, poets used Mei and Lai Xue to announce spring and welcome the spring together, but the poet used clever techniques to describe Mei and Xue as if they were in a competition and wrote their strengths and weaknesses, which is one of the reasons why I like this poem. After reading the poem, I also understand that the poet is taking Mei and Xue as examples to warn people that the ruler is short and the inch is long, and people should always find their own advantages and disadvantages. Only when they find that they can't do it, they have to learn from others' strengths and make up for their shortcomings. This is the truth that the poet wants to warn people with Mei and Xue.
Almost all poems are written according to life, and this poem is no exception. There are many examples in life, such as the fable: an elephant and a monkey have been drooling over the wild fruit on the other side of the river, but although the monkey can climb the tree to pick the fruit, it can't cross the river, while the elephant can cross the river, but it can't reach the fruit. Then they negotiated that the elephant carried the monkey across the river, and the monkey picked the fruit and shared it with the elephant. Even animals know this, and we should know this more. Also, in learning, compared with a classmate, this classmate not only scored higher in math test than me, but also had a more flexible brain than me, but he studied English better and was the best in his class every time. So the two of us should learn from each other, learn from each other's strengths and learn from each other's strengths. People should be modest. It is not enough to see your own strengths, but also to see your own shortcomings and learn from others' strengths to make up your own shortcomings.
It is this poem that has been told through the ages that contains profound truth and makes people linger in it. Ah! Poetry is like knowledge that irrigates the mind, leaving a deep imprint on the mind sentence by sentence.
Rain, like thousands of magical fingers, like thousands of strings, pops up ever-changing sounds.
The spring rain is soft, the summer rain is rough, the autumn rain is desolate and the winter rain is cold; Due to the change of seasons, my mood is different. However, the color of rain is as beautiful as the sound of rain.
There are many excellent works describing rain in picture music and poetry. Line color and musical melody are ethereal and transparent.
The thin rain flower, like a floating fog, is white, kissing people's faces lightly and feeling itchy slightly; And gently wet the clothes. An umbrella is like a sail, covered with rain? What happened to the grey silkworm? Martingale insurance Wei Wei? What happened? healthy
Silent rain, silence is better than sound; Interesting. Rain is really pleasant. You can wander outdoors without wearing a raincoat. Rain, like honey and wine, moistens your soul.
-This strange rain, this strange rain, is like a dream.
I remember the apricot blossom and spring rain in Jiangnan. Raindrops hit the awning, and there was the fragrance of pear blossoms in the rain. I remember the summer rain in the West Lake, full of vitality, and the lotus leaves all over the lake were beaten. I remember the autumn rain in Tianmu Mountain. The fog was locked and all the trees rustled. The pines and cypresses that hold up the sky are washed away by the rain, which makes them look particularly vigorous. I remember the winter rain in Fuchun River, like crying, and the smoke from huts on both sides of the river was gloomy, like a colored pencil drawing.
It's a drizzly and breezy night, suitable for reading poetry and prose. On a stormy night, horror supernatural novels are desirable. Otherwise, it is a pleasure to invite a few confidants, make a few cups of strong tea, buy a bag of peanuts and light a candle. Wind and rain are more suitable for pregnant women, who often suffer from insomnia; A sound of wind and rain seems to leave people and whisper.
That summer, my friends and I sat in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion. At that time, the water chestnut was ripe. On Lianchi Beach, the villagers were driving boats and busy picking. The white clouds in the sky and the egrets on the water set each other off. A sudden shower, Malik Pentium; Banping Mountain suddenly disappeared, and only the dense rain hung a bead curtain on Lianchi. In the shower, the boats that collect water chestnuts are still rocking leisurely. People on the boat don't even wear hemp fiber.
The branches and leaves are covered with dust, and after a shower, it is green and brand-new. Shoushan after the rain, enchanting overlooking the silent love; Silver scale water waves are also dyed green by green hills.
On the banks of the river, on the rows of cement columns, the porcelain covers of rows of street lamps are embedded between mountains and rivers like white jade balls, which vaguely shows the scenery of the West Lake.
"The head of the Spring Rain Building is eight feet high. When will you go back to Zhejiang Chao? "
Did you find the sound of the wind beating in May? Even the sun in the sky is celebrating, and the dream of May comes out quietly!
When the sound of running water is not so pleasant, May comes; When the flowers are not so red, May comes; When I smiled wearily, in May, it came.
What are you still doing? Like me, I'm banging on the keyboard with my computer at night, and I look very tired, but I still don't want to fall down at this moment, because there seems to be a lot of things for me to do. Is this the boredom of May? The feeling of the wind blowing, how to say it? Good sense of relief. Facing the division of this semester, why not make me nervous, even if it is hard at night? Maybe I care too much about the placement of arts and sciences, but it seems that seniors in senior three are nervous this month, but I don't know why they are in such a hurry. Maybe I haven't relaxed here. The feeling of junior high school is gone. Last May, we were still struggling together, and there were still dozens of days before the senior high school entrance examination.
Actually, these look good. In May, I ushered in my first entrance goal, and my goal will be a step closer. The wind this month always warns me. I went to high school to go to college. In this dead of night, everything seems so quiet that I can hear it even when I pass by. This month, even the wind is so tense. Two years have passed, and I am so quiet. Feng will be tired with me at the end of this month. June, Feng, would you like to come into the examination room with me? I believe that in May last year, you accompanied me, let me walk into the examination room one day in June, and let me go hand in hand with all my hopes. I know you have been here: in May this year, the sunshine was still so enthusiastic, and even the thunderstorm night joined the symphony performance and was composing music for the college entrance examination. Or are you cheering for us senior one students who work hard for our goals?
No matter what we are about to accept, I believe what I believe, just as I believe I can create a sky. This month, it is more likely that I have really grown up again, taller than before, and I know my current goal. This feeling is very fulfilling, and this experience is very interesting. Maybe one day, under the sunshine and wind in May, I have been a successful person. How far is this goal? As you can witness, I also contributed the same article in May of that year, and I hope the time will be the same.
I believe that our May is beautiful and I have grown up. How can this feeling of wind be felt? It will be hidden in the bottom of my heart ......
I wish you all the best in the college entrance examination next month. I believe you grew up in the experience of May!
Buddha said: a flower and a world, a leaf and a bodhi.
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The drizzle moistens the fleeting time and blurs the eyes looking at the past. Those hurried years, I don't know when, have become eternal memories.
I was walking in a rainy lane in the south of the Yangtze River, holding a plain umbrella. The drizzle wet my eyes, and the tiles on the roof were wet obliquely on rainy days, and scattered everywhere, getting carried away. Rain drops flowers and washes away lead flowers, leaving colorful English, just like when I was a child …
At that time, the peach blossoms were in full bloom in March, and the overlapping petals were just a gorgeous purples, covered with branches. The peach blossoms in the first yard complement each other, just like a wisp of sunset glow on the horizon, with a faint fragrance. The burning peach blossom has become a deep memory of my childhood.
At that time, my grandmother was still healthy. Although she is over 60 years old, she has only a few strands of silver hair and still works in the fields with a hoe every day. Although it is hard work, my grandmother enjoys it. After school, grandma took me to play. Every evening, an old man and a young man go home in the afterglow of the sunset. The peach blossoms in the yard are full of spring and colorful. Seeing that peach blossom makes me feel more secure, because I know that peach blossom is my home.
When the sunset disappears and the sky is full of stars, grandma often takes me to the yard to see the stars and chat about gossip. Peach blossoms, full of branches, fluttered and fell silently, and also fell all over us sitting under the tree, still full. Looking up, through the cracks in the trees, there are stars in the deep night sky.
Now, after several years of spring and autumn, I return to my hometown, in the season of falling flowers.
Now, the flowers are still there, but grandma's flowers have fallen forever. It is sad to stand alone in the deserted yard and watch the fallen flowers fall all over the ground. Peach blossom no longer burns, its life has come to an end, only withered petals are left, falling bit by bit, and finally the leaves fall back to the roots. Peach blossoms that looked so good when I was a child are not good at all now.
I tried to enjoy the cool in the yard alone, but there was only a cold wind, endless night and sporadic sparks, which was nothing like the beauty of childhood. When I was a child, the clear sky was now covered with pollution and covered with stars, covering the beauty of the past.
Time has passed, everything between heaven and earth will change with the passage of time, and nothing can reach eternity. All the joys, sorrows and sorrows are mixed together, and only from the deep heart, the so-called situation is created by your own heart.
Gently, a breeze blew and the petals fell. I stood under the peach tree, quietly reached out my hand, diligently, waiting for silence, and the petals quietly fell on my palm.
10 "Boom ..." A thunder woke me from my sleep. I got up and approached the windowsill, only to find that it was early morning, but the dark clouds all over the sky covered the glow of dawn, and everything seemed to be shrouded in the night. In the storm, this small town seems to be a boat drifting with the tide in the raging sea.
I was about to leave when suddenly a glimmer of light appeared in the boundless rain. I can't help thinking: Who will come out in this rainstorm? What did he go out for again? The pace of leaving suddenly stopped.
Rain falls from the sky, and the light in the rain is hidden and bright. The sky seems to gather all the forces to destroy the light in the rain curtain. As dusk approached, I vaguely saw a figure hobbling in the rain. A few minutes later, the twilight had moved downstairs, and I realized that the man was still holding a bike. But why doesn't he ride a bike? Maybe you can't even ride steadily in this storm!
"Rumble ..." There was another thunder. The wind roared and raged in the city, and the heavy rain poured down from the air, and Malik galloped. If Shixian Taibai faces this scene, he will definitely sigh that "it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days"! Suddenly, the figure in the rain fell to the ground. The figure struggled to stand up in the rain. I can't help worrying about him. The wind kept blowing and the rain kept falling, as if to crush the man. Finally, the figure in the rain stood up slowly and followed the car to our corridor, probably to avoid the rain.
A few minutes later, I was about to go home when there was a knock at the door. I was shocked and thought: Who will come to my house in this weather? I opened the door with doubt and saw a man standing outside. The rain kept flowing down his skirt, and the water on the ground had accumulated into a stream. Looking up, the rain kept running down his face, and there was a scar on his left cheek, and blood was slowly oozing out.
I wonder who this man is. He dragged the green bag behind him to the front, only to see "China Post" printed on it. I suddenly realized that it was the postman. I saw him slowly put his trembling hand into his bag, took out a newspaper wrapped in nylon cloth, handed it to the iron railing of the gate, and smiled at me with difficulty: "Little friend, this is your newspaper." I heard zheng, tears filled my eyes. I opened the iron gate and choked on him: "Uncle, come in and take shelter from the rain!" " "He froze, with a gentle smile on his face and waved at me:" No, no, I have to deliver newspapers to other people's homes. " Then he walked slowly down the stairs.
In the stormy sky, I looked at the dim light drifting away in the distance, and tears quietly flowed down my face. ...
There are countless mortals and countless little things in life, but it is these mortal little things that touch us again and again!