There is a lot of sweetness in life, as long as we savor it. Sometimes I am praised for my good grades, and my heart is full of sweetness; Sometimes after reading a book that makes people suddenly enlightened, it makes people memorable and full of sweetness; Sometimes it is the satisfaction of conquering steep peaks, and there is infinite pride in my heart.
In summer, there seems to be no real night. At 4: 30 in the morning, it is already dawn, and the Huashan dome not far away can be seen with the naked eye. The temperature has risen before the sun rises. At this point, we have headed for the top of Huashan Mountain. Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the peak, as vertical as a cliff. Brown and green are intertwined on the mountain wall, and the faint light overhead makes us only see a vague scene. Looking up at the peak, I just bowed my head and walked well.
Walking from the foot of the mountain to the mountain, there are many small shops on the roadside. Most of these small shops are run by local people, and most of them sell iced drinks. I walked silently with my backpack, and the top of the mountain was my only goal.
After a long walk, we came halfway up the mountain. At this time, my soles hurt a little. I found a stick and walked slowly with my right hand. The sun was so hot that sweat soaked my clothes. Iron handrails and railings began to appear on both sides of the stairs. From time to time, you can see red cloth and handfuls of locks, large and small, hanging on the iron chain of the railing. According to tourists on the roadside, this is a pair of lovers who made a vow to grow old with their children here. Some of them are engraved with words, but after weathering, they look mottled and difficult to understand.
I found a flat place, sat on the floor, took off my sneakers and squeezed out a blister on my right finger. It hurts when I gently press it with my hand. At this time, I saw the mountain bearer passing by me, carrying a piece of mineral water on his back, and his bronzed skin made people feel very powerful. I secretly told myself in my heart that I must persist. So, put on your shoes and keep walking. ...
There is a sweet composition 2. There is a kind of sweetness, called learning, tasting a cup of fragrant tea and taking the essence of books, which is the sweetness of acquiring knowledge. There is a kind of sweetness called flexibility. This is the sweetness of life.
From the third day, it is obvious that we are serious in class and the pressure has become greater. Just entering this atmosphere, I ushered in the first monthly exam of junior high school. I dare not relax for my own efforts and the expectations of teachers and parents. I'm afraid that "one slip" means "eternal hatred" I firmly believe that "there is a kind of sweetness, which is bitter first and then sweet."
A few days before the exam, I sorted out the wrong questions in various subjects and consolidated the review for these knowledge points. I dare not relax at all. Just after an hour, I felt sleepy. I yawned and almost fell asleep, but suddenly I saw a string of words stuck on my desk with a piece of colored paper: "Come on!" " I suddenly got up and drew a sweet smile at the back. Looking at these, I feel good "struggling". I get up every morning and say whether it is early or not, and say whether it is late or not. Memorizing politics, history, Chinese and words in the morning ... I feel that this day can be enriched, and the feeling of fighting for learning is really sweet.
When I went to school on the morning of the exam, my faith was also believed for me. I went out in anticipation and looked at the sun as if smiling at me. It turns out that not only the feeling of struggle is so sweet, but also the feeling of bearing expectations is so sweet.
In the examination room, the students cheered each other. Everyone is full of confidence and has a kind of sweetness, which may be the sweetness of struggle or the feeling of paying expectations.
Teenagers should have dreams. With dreams, there will be struggles. With struggles, there will be sweetness.
There is a sweetness, which is the warmth of home.
It is the most painful to go home by car from school. I wish I had a pair of wings to fly back directly.
When I really came home and looked at everything familiar at home, my heart, which was weighed down by study, became relaxed again. I changed my shoes, took off my clothes and enjoyed this quiet moment.
"Here comes the dish!" A sweet greeting came, so kind.
Looking at the sound, mother came out of the kitchen with food. I came to the table and looked at the big meal like a hungry wolf. I couldn't wait to swallow it. At this time, mother has prepared chopsticks. She is sweating profusely. She should have been busy for hours! Even the desks and chairs at home seem to be waiting quietly, because I will come back today.
"Don't look, just eat!" Mom looked at me in a daze and urged me with a smile.
My mother has been giving me meat to eat, saying that I should eat more when I grow up now. I just wanted to say "I don't want to eat meat", but I couldn't say anything when I saw her face eroded by time and her spine bent by time. My mother looked at me affectionately and asked me some questions about school from time to time. I answered vaguely. Chatting while eating, there is an indescribable sweetness in my heart. That is a kind of sweetness that belongs to my family. Time is quiet and you are there, and the mountains and rivers are magnificent and the sun and the moon are long.
As I get older, I spend less and less time with my mother. It is not easy to feel the warmth of home, so I cherish every opportunity to go home and enjoy the warmth of home greedily. The sweetness of home.
Happy times always pass quickly. I got on the bus in my mother's reluctant eyes. I sat by the window and watched, constantly thinking of the picture with my mother, and the water mist filled my eyes.
An old song, saying that you are the ladder of heaven, the vicissitudes of singing, touching the mottled rings of time, told me to remember slowly with the time of a song.
I wish you good health and our home will always be warm and sweet.
There is a sweet composition 4. There is a kind of sweetness called scholarly family, tasting a cup of fragrant tea and taking a sip of the essence of the book. This is the sweetness of acquiring knowledge. There is a sweetness, like a dragon. When you are big, you can smoke, and when you are young, you can hide. This is the sweetness of life. There is also a sweetness of moving forward in criticism, growing up in punishment and reflecting on progress in learning. This is the sweetness in learning.
As a young examinee, I am a naughty and lively person, and many layers of wisdom are gathered on me. Although I am not a fairy student, I can still pretend, but this fairy figure was punished in class, which is really a great shame. Don't worry, teacher, listen to me slowly.
This is an ordinary English class. Our great and selfless English teacher is talking about very important knowledge points with great interest, and I am immersed in my homework, thinking that this knowledge is a piece of cake, but I have no idea that the English teacher's "death eyes" are staring at me, and a storm is coming.
I was still writing happily, and the teacher made a decisive decision and was very "lucky" to take me to answer the questions. I was instantly confused, unable to answer and unintelligible. The teacher sat me down in disappointment and said a lot of criticisms. My mind is blank and I regret it.
I stood alone in the classroom, and many students looked at me with sympathetic eyes, but in my opinion, I thought it was more like gloating.
I am ashamed, which makes me lose face. I regret it very much If I hadn't done my homework and listened carefully, I wouldn't have been punished, but it was too late. So, I made up my mind that I must listen carefully, and Benxian will never do his homework in class again!
In the future class, I have devoted myself to the class wholeheartedly, and I find the class more and more interesting. After that metamorphosis, I finally learned to fly. In class, I can fly as I like, and so can the flight of Imperial Sword. I have tasted more and more sweetness. It seems that class has a funny appearance, sweet inside and sour outside.
Progress in reflection, progress in learning, this sweetness is refreshing.
There is a sweet composition 5. If you haven't tasted that delicious candy, you won't miss its taste, but because you already know how good it is, you will be more reluctant to forget it. -inscription
Everyone knows sugar. They live in big glass bottles, colorful and crystal clear, just like magic balls. Put it in your mouth, the sweet taste will bloom instantly like fireworks, with endless aftertaste.
I remember pestering my mother to buy me candy when I was a child. As soon as I entered the store, my eyes wandered around, and then I fixed my eyes on the chocolate, staring at it all the time, fearing that it would leave. When I leave the store, I will definitely have a chocolate in my hand. Before I left the store, I couldn't wait to tear open its packaging bag and put it in my mouth. After melting, the air seems to be full of chocolate fragrance.
In fact, I don't like coming home from school since primary school. I want to go to the park with my friends to buy snacks.
Now, however, I don't go home immediately after school every time. Occasionally, I make a detour to the snack bar to buy a few packets of sugar. Of course, I always buy some sugar. Needless to say, it must be my favorite, or I can buy a puff in the cake shop and some lemons in the fruit shop. ...
Growth is a delicious candy, of course, it may be bitter gourd, lemon or pepper, but candy is sweet, so I like it; Lemon can be beautiful, so I like it; Bitter gourd can preserve health, so I like it; Pepper can drive away the cold, so I like it. Then why don't I like the ups and downs of this life?
There is a sweet taste called sugar, which stands for mood. There is a kind of sweetness called smile, which represents growth.
There are many kinds of flavors in life, and I prefer a sweet flavor, which is the kind of sweetness that is concerned and cared about.
Near the final exam, I am immersed in intense review lessons every day, constantly writing papers, filling in wrong questions and memorizing words, which can be said to be as busy as a bee. Sometimes I even go to bed very late to finish my study tasks, and even when I eat, I am often absent-minded, for fear that I will not do well in the final exam.
Finally, I look forward to the weekend. I stared at my bulging schoolbag and sat on the sofa, thinking about how to finish these homework quickly in one day.
Suddenly, a phone call came. I picked up my cell phone and looked at it. My eyes suddenly lit up. Actually, my aunt loves me the most. My aunt works in Zhengzhou. She is usually busy with business and seldom comes back for a year. How can she call me when she is free today?
I excitedly connected the phone, and before I could speak, my aunt said, "Haoran, is the exam coming soon?" Are you nervous? Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just do your best ... Eat regularly and don't be overwhelmed by the pressure of study. "Listen, my tears unconsciously climbed over my face, and I felt a sweet and happy taste in my heart.
I remember another time, at noon on the Dragon Boat Festival, our family happily got together to eat zongzi. At this time, my aunt called and I was about to answer it. My mother grabbed it and said to herself.
I stood there waiting helplessly for a long time, and my mother casually handed me my mobile phone. On the other end of the phone, my aunt kept telling me that she missed me and wanted to come back to see me in the near future, complaining that her mother wouldn't let her children answer the phone first.
After hanging up the phone, the zongzi has been eaten. But I think there is still a sweet taste in my mouth, just like containing a candy, which is refreshing and lingering in my heart for a long time.
It's really sweet to be concerned and cared about. ...
There is a sweet composition 7. It's late at night, it's raining in Mao Mao outside the window, and there are not many people with lights on, but I still sit at my desk and write under the desk lamp, because tomorrow is the final exam.
This is my first final exam since I entered junior high school. I dare not relax for my own efforts and the expectations of teachers and parents. I'm afraid one short step will make a lasting regret. I firmly believe that there is a kind of sweetness, which is called bitter first and then sweet.
I sorted out all the test papers, took out the wrong books of all subjects, and consolidated and reviewed the wrong questions and difficult and error-prone knowledge points repeatedly. The light outside the window went out again, but I still didn't stop writing, and I still sat at my desk for fear of neglecting my own thoughts.
After another hour, my drowsiness gradually swelled up. I yawned and prepared to have a rest. I wrote a sentence in my Chinese notebook with a black pen: Come on for the final exam, and then drew a struggling expression and a sweet smile. Looking at that smiling face, I thought: the feeling of struggle is so sweet!
There is a kind of sweetness, which is called bitter first and then sweet.
In the building, another light went out. I lie on the bed and swear silently: I will refuel tomorrow and try to be a better myself! For this small goal, it is now almost 1 1. The feeling of struggling for study is really sweet!
When I went to school the next morning, my parents gave me encouragement.
I went out with my parents' expectations, and the sky was clear all the way to Wan Li. The grass nodded to me and the flowers smiled at me. It turns out that not only the feeling of struggle is so sweet, but also the feeling of bearing expectations is so sweet!
When I arrived at the examination room, all my friends in the same examination room greeted me. We encourage each other and wish each other that they must pass every exam. The feeling of mutual support is so sweet.
There is a sweet feeling, or struggle, or expectation, or mutual support.
Teenagers should have dreams. With dreams, there will be struggles. With struggles, there will be sweetness.
There is a sweet composition 8. I cried, and the pillow was full of tears. Although I have read the review materials in my hand several times, I still can't get into my head. The laughter in my ear turned bitter and flowed into my heart. I was abandoned.
Every time the three of them laugh and fight, I gradually get out of it. Loneliness always creeps into my heart unconsciously. Am I dispensable to them? I am equally annoyed. Why didn't they notice my loss?
In the afternoon, I walked from the dormitory to the classroom by myself, with a vague expectation that they should come and ask me why I didn't go with them. So obvious, they can always detect it. Although they passed me when they entered the door, they didn't say hello or laugh. They poured a pot of cold water on my head. I was finally disheartened. It seems that my existence is not so important. Even crying while sleeping, they didn't notice, but they were getting farther and farther away from me.
I didn't speak all afternoon. I went to dinner alone in the evening, but they still didn't ask.
I was still doing my homework in my seat alone, and their laughter came from the corridor. I covered my ears, and such a happy scene made me feel heavy. A bottle of milk tea suddenly appeared in front of me. I paused, and then looked up. It's them. I put down my hand covering my ears. "We bought this for you. We just had ice cream, but you weren't there. I bought you milk tea in case the ice cream melted. " One of them said. I was relieved and smiled at them, and my heart was already spinning. When they returned to their seats, I couldn't help it, and my nose was slightly sour. Although the crystal didn't drop, I really felt that I was concerned.
I unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip. So sweet, so sweet! There is a kind of sweetness, which is actually a violent impact on the soul at the moment when friendship is cared about.
There is a very sweet composition 9 "knowledge is power!" " "Reading is one of the most direct and rapid ways to absorb new knowledge. In the process of reading, there are bitter and sweet, but all kinds of tastes are to be experienced by yourself.
If you are forced to study hard just to cope with the exam, you will either hate all the books at this time. Under such circumstances, reading is really miserable.
Chinese is the Chinese language in China, which contains profound vocabulary. Study hard and don't think, you will always understand some superficial things. Reading alone is not enough, which makes it difficult to make any progress in Chinese composition. So when I have a problem, I always sit down and think about it. Now see where words are used in extracurricular books, what do they mean, and where should they be accurately expressed?
Mathematics is the most love-hate thing in the world. It can make people realize the pain and joy of reading. Several complicated math problems are too heavy to work out. At that time, the situation will definitely make them uneasy. However, if the answers are all solved in hard study, that is the image of happiness. Think about it, if there is no initial anxiety, how can there be happiness later?
English is a language that has been in contact since the third grade. From the beginning of abcd to the later use of grammar, people feel a state of collapse. Every time my pronunciation is not accurate, every time my grammar is not accurate, I feel at a loss.
Therefore, don't give up reading because you sometimes feel the pain of reading. Just stick to it. As long as you have the spirit of going forward, you will be able to adapt to reading, and the steps leading to the ideal road will make you feel very happy.
There is a sweet composition 10 that winter, the water was cold and dew was cold, the north wind roared, and the raging cold wind blew into my chest, which made people shudder. On the way home, there were few people, very quiet, and suddenly I felt very lonely.
When I got home, my mother brought me hot food. I feel much better when I see steaming food. Because of gluttony, I feel my stomach is round after eating a lot.
After dinner, it got dark. It began to rain in Mao Mao. Sleep in bed. Imagine the scenery of the harbor wrapped in silver.
I went to the toilet in the middle of the night because I felt sick to my stomach. Don't say how happy I am to see the long snow falling on the ground full of sparkling stars, because this is the first snow this year. But my stomach really hurts. Alas, the whole person is not well. I couldn't sleep after that. I have no strength in pain this morning. My mother seemed to notice my abnormality and touched my head and asked if you had a fever. I told her that her cooking was so delicious that she ate it in her stomach.
My mother knew I was ill and went out to buy medicine. I walked her to the door and watched her disappear into the street. Looking at the snow all over the sky, I can't help feeling hot. Mom wears so little and goes so far to buy medicine for me. Unconsciously, tears in my eyes soaked my whole face.
Looking at the snowy wheat fields, I recalled all the pictures with my mother. There is a sweet feeling in my heart.
An hour later, a thin woman appeared at the far end of the street, looking very tired. Her appearance became clearer in my mind.
Finally, my mother came to me. I looked at her wrinkled face, purple nose with cold and dull eyes. Her head and clothes were covered with snow. Seeing mom like this. I was in tears. Mother comforted her that she was fine, felt that she was taking medicine, and then stretched out her thin hand. I took the medicine and kissed my mother on the cheek.
That snowy winter day left a deep impression on me. I will never forget my mother's wrinkled face and her full love for me. That winter, I felt particularly warm because of my mother's love.
There is a sweet composition 1 1, which is a kind of beautiful enjoyment. A feeling of happiness and warmth flows in my heart.
At first, I thought sweetness was an experience of taste buds. Eating a candy, a dessert and a drink are all enjoyment of taste beauty, and that kind of happiness and happiness comes from the mouth.
With the growth of age, I gradually found that "sweetness" is not only an experience in taste buds, but also a feeling of beauty. Now I have found a kind of sweetness, which can be sweet to my heart and warm to my stomach. This sweetness comes from people's sincere care.
An exam, the score gap is too big, which makes me very lost. There are still many knowledge points that I can't do. I used to think that I would do so badly in every exam. After learning this, my parents didn't preach to me as expected, but analyzed the test questions with me to find out the improvement, and encouraged me to believe in myself, make up for what I couldn't do and continue to improve. With the encouragement of my parents, I began to study hard, fill the loopholes and pave the way for the next exam. There are always some difficulties in my tutorial, but before these small difficulties, there will be friends to help me and explain them step by step. Although sometimes some questions are slow to learn, or even I don't understand them several times, they don't resent my slow learning and have been patiently explaining them to me. The tutor who once reported to work also expressed his willingness to help me make up lessons and meet a better self. Always moved at a certain moment, I gradually gained courage and confidence, believing that I can do it. At the same time, it also made me taste this special sweetness.
Sweetness is not only a delicious dish, but also various views and feelings, which eventually turn into happiness and warmth. And I also realized a refreshing and warm-hearted "sweetness".
There is a sweet composition 12 One sunny morning, I walked down the street humming a ditty. The cloud in the sky seems to have turned into a giant hand, greeting me.
I passed a leafy tree and saw a small bird's nest made of fine grass and branches. There are several birds fighting for food in the nest. Mother bird puts the newly caught bugs into the baby bird's mouth one by one, as if to plug them with food. But the birds were not satisfied, but cried even harder.
Just as I was about to walk away, a bird flapped its wings and knocked down another bird. I'm surprised. Mother bird may not have experienced such a thing, she is still in place. At this critical moment, I ran over and caught the bird, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. My heart is like a piece of honey.
Mother bird seems to refuse to believe that I am a stranger, hovering over my head, asking me to return the poor bird to it. I looked at it and then at the bird, so I had to raise my hands hard.
"Ah-"The bird landed on the road. I looked back and found that it was my good friend who pushed my hand away. "What are you doing?" I shouted at him, only to find that the bird had jumped into the middle of the road.
"Danger!" I shouted and rushed to the road and carried the bird away.
At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the bird's nest wobbled and was about to fall down. I found an adult climbing a tree, as if to take away the birds in the nest. The bird screamed with fear. I rushed over and said to him solemnly, "Uncle, please don't catch these animals, they are also life!" " "Unexpectedly, he casually said to me," what's the matter? I grab some for my little baby to play with. Don't you have it in your hand? It' s really a thief shouting to catch a thief! " I said, "I saved the bird and was about to put it back in its nest. "After I really put the bird up, the uncle scolded 1, but left.
I watched the birds quietly, watching them snuggle under my mother's wings, and suddenly felt that guarding others was a kind of sweetness that I would never forget.
There is a sweet composition 13 There is sweetness hidden in the corner of life. Only by discovering, tasting and feeling with our heart can we reap sweetness.
The candy in my life comes from my sister. Before I was nine, I was the only child in my family. I often feel lonely because I have no playmates. When I was nine years old, with the arrival of my sister, I felt incomparable sweetness and happiness, although my family was often restless.
Now my sister is two years old, and she is a clever little girl. Although she is young, she is good at taking care of people.
I took a nap in my room after lunch last weekend. Grandma plays with her four-year-old cousin and sister. My sister had a good time at first, shouting and laughing loudly. When I was half asleep and half awake, I suddenly found the living room very quiet. Just when I was full of doubts, I felt someone coming towards me. When I opened my eyes, I saw that my sister was trying to cover me with her little quilt, and her expression was focused, as if she were completing a big event. I immediately pretended to sleep with my eyes half closed, not knowing what she would do next. I saw my sister come out carefully and turned to help me with the door. Then I heard her whisper to everyone, "Shh, everyone be quiet, my sister is sleeping!" " "I buried my head in the pillow, and my heart was sweeter than honey.
Although my sister is young, there are many similar things, such as: my sister let me stand at the gate to meet me and help me put on slippers; If you have snacks, would you like to share them with me? ...
There is a kind of sweetness called affection, so unpretentious and so sweet!
There are sweet ingredients 14 at first I thought sweetness was just the taste of candy. As I grow older, I realize that sweetness is an inner feeling.
It's warm and cold in early spring, and the flowers in the park float ten miles in the morning, which is refreshing. Sitting on a bench and looking up at the sky, I found that the sky was so clear and blue, and the tall buildings in the distance suddenly blocked the clouds, which seemed thought-provoking. The flowers and trees on the ground are particularly conspicuous, as if to say that our goal is to break through the blue sky, which is undoubtedly a profound truth. Under such beautiful scenery, I closed my eyes and fell into deep memories.
That day, like today, was also a sunny day. It was a summer vacation. My family went to Yuntai Mountain to play. When we finished shopping and prepared to go down the mountain, it was dark at night. Unexpectedly, the wind is blowing so hard that my body can't keep balance. I spread out my hands and used the principle of airplane to find the balance point, but my legs were completely out of my control. I was staggered by the strong wind, and my father came to hug me. I grabbed a post and held out my other hand, trying to keep my balance, but I was stubborn and said to my father, "Nothing, I'm fine." I walked to my father step by step, and now I am blown to the flower bed by the roadside. I was stung all over, but I gritted my teeth and held back the pain. Father picked me up and ran back to the hotel. I took off my clothes and found a sharp pain in my back. I quickly called my mother. It turned out that there was a plant in the flower bed, which was covered with thorns, and my back fell on that plant. My mother pulled out the thorn at once, and then cleaned it with alcohol immediately. That feeling is worse than death, so every time I pull out the needle, I will let out a scream. Looking at my mother's busy figure, my tears poured out unconsciously.
I opened my eyes and looked at the blue sky again. The corners of the mouth rose slightly, and a warm current poured out of my heart. With the birds singing cicadas around me, I think it is a kind of sweetness. A caring sweetness.
There is a sweet composition 15, which is often just a metaphor. What does it have to do with the smell called "sweet"?
We often say, bitter before sweet; People often say that you get something for nothing. It seems that life has an end, and the suffering of life will eventually lead to happiness. Here, sweetness is compared to the happy goal and happy life state of life.
However, in my fifteen or sixteen years' journey as a teenager, I only read bitterness, which seems to be far from exhausted.
Gou Jing, a popular online merchant in Taobao shop these days, even rose at the beginning of the exemption period before college dropouts. She studied hard and achieved excellent results. However, after being impersonated for two consecutive college entrance examinations, after more than 20 years of ups and downs, she seems to have become a self-reliant, steady and small-time businessman. However, her classmates with similar grades in high school did not suffer the same misfortune. Now seven or eight of them are university professors.
I am not obsessed with society and life because of the phenomenon of hook sutra. If I am unfortunately admitted to a non-city or district key high school in this senior high school entrance examination, three years later, I will probably only be admitted to an ordinary university called "non-double first-class", or even a lower vocational university. Even if I work hard in the future, even if I can get into graduate school or even doctoral school, what will happen? Will there be a sweet future? Dare not expect. This year, Xuhui District recruits reserve middle school teachers, and the threshold for registration is "double first-class" school graduates; At present, many state-owned enterprises and institutions, in addition to graduate students and doctoral students, have an implicit requirement to review the first degree. Just as the saying goes, "dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and mice can make holes when they have sons." Isn't this a typical "fertility theory"? When you can see the end of your life at a glance, how can you "share joys and sorrows"?
I am not afraid to ponder the world in the worst way, just because my young heart expects the world to be better and fairer. I hope that every struggling teenager and youth can truly welcome the sweetness of life after experiencing the hardships of struggle. 、