On Friday afternoon, the sunshine spilled into the carriage through the window, with a little laziness, which plated everyone with a layer of golden light. I sat in the potholed parking space, quietly enjoying this rare leisure time.
The school bus stopped suddenly, expecting passengers to get on, but I ignored it, but the bus didn't start and the car began to stir. "Hurry up, hurry up ..." I looked out of the window doubtfully, and for an instant, I saw an unforgettable scene. ...
In the autumn wind, an old woman, hunched, with shriveled eyes and white hair, struggled to get on the bus. Before she could stand still, the door slammed and the car started again.
Cars are already pushing each other. After some encouragement, the people in the car returned to a relatively stable state. People are whispering or enjoying the scenery. The old woman stood trembling beside me holding the railing, and even the sunshine became cold and dignified. ...
Looking at it, I feel a little uncomfortable. My chest is like a boulder, which makes me breathless and I can't bear to look again. I turned my head and looked at the lush trees outside the window. At this time, the sun is warm but not dazzling. It passed through the diagonal trunk, reflected in the car, reflected in my heart. A warm current slowly flows through my heart, and something is slowly revived in my heart. ...
"Grandma, come and sit!" Driven by a force, I stood up from my seat and said with a smile. I noticed that my muddy eyes suddenly lit up. She refused and finally sat down at my insistence. "Thank you, son!" The old woman smiled and said that the wrinkles on her face became softer and more kind because of the rendering of the smile. In an instant, an unspeakable sense of happiness poured into my heart from every corner of my body. I noticed that the dark corner of the carriage was also turned into warm gold by the sun. I looked up and looked at the pouring sunshine, and my heart brightened a lot.
I think I will always remember that the sunshine gave me strength and happiness on the bus this afternoon, and I got the best gift.
Sunshine eighth grade composition 2 "Go! Go out and get some sunshine. Maybe many people like the benefits of sunshine and enjoy it, and maybe some people don't like the sultry weather it brings in summer. I don't know if anyone likes a certain sunshine to shine into his room as much as I do.
Life will always be unhappy, you will always be sad, and I am no exception. I made friends with it at a certain time.
That winter, because the exam didn't go well, my parents were disappointed and my family accompanied me. I don't want to listen to their nagging anymore, so I locked myself in my room painfully. Sit at your desk and cry. I looked up, and it shone in, and suddenly it shone into my heart. So, I made friends with it. It became my own thing. I like it, like it always looks at me silently, always gives me warmth when my heart is darkest, and makes me feel that tomorrow is still beautiful. Friends who have been friends for a long time will be very close. I will tell them all my worries, and I know it won't always be with me.
It is that ray of sunshine that shines into my desk and my heart. It lets me know that tomorrow is still beautiful, and it also lets me know that we can't have each other forever.
Whenever the sun is shining, I will sit there and chat with it, and it will always listen to me quietly. One day, it disappeared and began to rain on cloudy days. Its warmth makes me miss it so much. The next day, it came back. I asked it where you went. It is silent, I understand, it tells me that sunshine is always after the storm. What a magical ray of sunshine. Ah! It goes with it, sometimes it disappears, and I won't panic, because I know that it will appear no matter how long.
I am the lucky person, with the most magical and warmest ray of sunshine.
There is always sunshine after the storm. How can there be a rainbow without hard work?
The sultry summer is coming, accompanied by cicadas and beautiful piano sounds. Summer vacation is another arduous task for me, that is, the ten-level examination of Guzheng. This makes me panic. I don't have time to practice at ordinary times, and I have to recite music. This is simply an impossible task, and there is no good way except practice.
I haven't practiced for a long time, as if I haven't studied, and my memory has run away without a trace. I thought, this is over. How long will it take to practice? At that moment, I felt as if an impossible task was on my head and tears were rolling in my eyes. In an instant, I remembered what the teacher said: "This is the last grade exam. As the difficulty increases, the requirements will also increase. If you apply for specialties, do you think it is better to write about guzheng or 10 guzheng? " From then on, I regained my confidence and practiced the piano.
White tape stuck to fake nails and wrapped around fingers may look beautiful to others, just like ballet shoes, wrapped in hard work. Taking off the tape after practicing piano every day is another unbearable pain. The tape will stick to the skin and can only be torn off together. After so many years of practice, I have become accustomed to it and no longer cry because I couldn't help it when I was a child. After half a month's practice, I have learned this song by heart, and it was also played normally on the day of the exam. I'm relieved after the pilot of the grade examination. The pain I have suffered in these six years has not been in vain, and I am finally free. Half a year later, when my certificate of Grade 10 was delivered to me, I realized that the sunshine always comes after the rain, so how can we greet the rainbow without hard work?
During the fourth recess of the eighth grade composition of Sunshine, I passed the bulletin board on the second floor again and again, and I always saw the golden name in the bright red newspaper. And I always point to it and say to my classmates around me, "Look, I won the national special prize gold medal!" " "
In this overflowing joy, I always recall those "sunny days".
The rising sun sent wisps of golden light into my hut, and there were crisp birds singing outside the window. I sat at my desk, trying to immerse myself in the ocean of problems. The footsteps of the sun are moving and gradually become dazzling. Somewhere in my heart, I said: Go out to play and enjoy the warmth of this summer. But I refused its invitation. Oh, just one question, I haven't figured it out yet. Wait a minute, wait a minute. ...
It's past noon in a blink of an eye, and equations, statistical tables and geometric diagrams are running rapidly in my mind, sometimes accompanied by a few intermittent raindrops, mixed together, with the smell of lights and books. Add, subtract, multiply, divide, um, no, try to multiply.
When I stop writing and breathe a sigh of relief, I have time to look forward to the achievements of the day-when a piece of toilet paper is full, the hour hand of the clock always points after "9". Only then can I go out for some air. The cool evening breeze lit up the bright moon and brought me satisfaction and pride. Walking on a familiar path and listening to the ensemble of cicadas and frogs may bring me new ideas. Summarizing the problem-solving methods practiced in one day, there is always an unspeakable happiness in my heart.
When the sun shone again the next day, I threw myself into a new "battle". In this way, the sunshine slipped away from me day by day, and I missed so many "brilliant sunshine" ...
The day of the game is getting closer and closer, and the sun is still shining that day. I feel very relaxed in this light. Three papers, the same name, the same school, the same grade, two hours of hard work, I believe in myself! Finally put down the answer sheet-all the questions can be done, as long as there is no carelessness, this is the best result.
Waiting outside the audience, watching the bronze medal, silver medal and gold medal awarded, I know I have to wait until the end. The sunshine shines in my heart through Ye Er pine trees, and I feel extremely warm, holding a sunny day!
Difficulty and torture are the hammers of matter for people. It is necessary to knock out fragile iron filings and forge sharp steel knives.
-Chekhov
The journey of life is long, and difficult tests are inevitable in this long journey. Sunshine is always after the storm, and the rainbow will be the most beautiful after the storm.
Under such pressure and competition in today's society, people will always take different paths: some people are so fragile, while others are stronger, so different choices have different paths, and different paths determine the division of sunshine. Zheng Banqiao has such a poem: insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken. Thousands of blows are tenacious, and the wind is east, west, north and south. This indomitable character is exactly what we need in our life. Without this tenacity, nothing can be done. In order to make progress and success in study, perseverance is necessary. I remember when I was in junior high school, I knew nothing about English and couldn't answer questions. I was worried when I saw my classmates rushing out of the starting line. I will spend more time and energy to catch up with this course, and everything will pay off in the end. With this tenacity, I have made great progress.
I remember that there was a naughty boy in my neighbor's house who went out to play truant many times and his grades plummeted. His parents watched him degenerate into this, and finally forbeared to scold him severely. During this period, he was inevitably injured physically, and perhaps left a scar. But it was after this kind of education that it was a snowstorm that he stepped into the right direction and began to concentrate on his studies. Finally, I was admitted to the university, and my future career has been smooth. However, after the Wenchuan earthquake in 2008, countless people rallied and made a difference afterwards. As the saying goes, misfortune is the footsteps of genius; The baptism of faith; The priceless treasure of capable people; A bottomless pit for the weak.
There is no success without hard work, and only through the course of struggle and reform can we really see the sunshine. There are many tests on the road of life, and we need to persevere and face difficulties in order to meet the sunshine of tomorrow. Perseverance is an important factor of success.
I believe that people living in this vast world want to grow up healthily and happily. We can find ourselves growing up from small things. This process may be happy or difficult ... just consider it a beautiful record!
When I was in primary school, I liked sports. I think doing all kinds of sports is very happy and can enrich my life. I am good at running and jumping. Every time the school organizes a sports meeting, I take an active part. In physical education class, I also give full play to my advantages.
In this way, when I was in the fourth grade of primary school, I caught up with the 1993 competition. I signed up without hesitation, and the school repeatedly urged everyone to be capable. This is not a class, but a farm. Hearing this, I wanted to play with myself more, so I signed up.
The next step is hard training. From May to September, there is no rest time at all. I take minor courses at school and rest between classes, and I also take time off during holidays. Running, long jumping and high jumping with sandbags every day ... this is the training life. I thought I could have a rest in the summer vacation, but I was informed by the school unconsciously that I would come to training every day during the holiday. I ran dozens of laps around the playground every day, jumped into the bunker many times, and threw the shot put into the sand many times ... After two months of training, I finally chose the long jump. As a result, I won the fourth place in the preliminary round. Then I entered the finals. After everyone's encouragement and my efforts, I finally won the second place.
That's it. I'm a sophomore now, and I still haven't given up my pursuit of sports. In recent years, I like playing basketball again. I think sports are very interesting to me. It has the power of progress and is helpful to me or my study.
This is sports, which has been growing with me for many years. In my eyes, it is not only happiness and honor, but more importantly, it promotes the healthy development of our body and mind, strengthens our physique, and my sports skills are constantly improving!
Sunshine eighth grade composition 7
Happiness is like a flower in full bloom in a tea garden. It is simple, natural and fresh.
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Happiness is a simple and confusing word. It won't come with a bang, but you, like a cup of tea, are simple but fresh.
Have you ever heard such a song? Sa Dingding sang: "La la la la, I am a free-walking flower". In the sun, the flowers slowly open, like a girl in bud, and grow up slowly. What kind of beauty is this?
I can't remember which writer wrote Reminding Happiness. Happiness doesn't come too extravagant or high-profile, but flows slowly like a small bridge. Perhaps, when you are unconscious, happiness has come quietly. Maybe it's a cup of hot tea when it's cold, a biscuit when it's hungry, or a cold drink when it's hot in summer. Happiness is very light, as light as air, and sometimes a little love is enough to make you sweet; Happiness is very heavy, as heavy as air, care and consideration when you are sick, cotton shoes on your feet, and people waiting for you when you are poor and nobody cares.
Happiness is a strange word with many meanings. For people on their sickbeds, happiness is health; For those who are frustrated in the exam, happiness means having a good grade; For orphans in orphanages, happiness is the concern of parents. . There are many explanations for happiness. Happiness is a cup of tea, which needs to be tasted slowly.
In life, many people complain that "I am poor, I am unhappy" and "I am unhappy without love". These people don't know how to taste life. You are poor, but you have love. When you say that you have no love, you are not good at finding the little things in life.
So, I want to tell you quietly: happiness is like a blooming flower, simple, natural and refreshing.
Everyone has his own little happiness, so you can't expect to turn on the tap too much. Happiness is equal to everyone. Happiness is like a cup of tea, which you need to taste slowly.
Have you ever heard of such a song? Sa Dingding sang "La La La La, I am a free-walking flower". Flowers in the sun are happy.
In the sun, I am a free-walking flower.
Happiness is like.
On the weekend morning, I am still attached to the warm bed, but the bright sunshine has obliquely entered the room, and the fresh air is slowly blowing. The laughter in the morning is endless. As soon as I listen, I can see that it is my brother who is better than the naughty boy Ma Xiaotiao.
I rolled down from the bed and went to the yard to have a look. As soon as I stepped out of the threshold, a brand-new landscape came into view: why are all the dogs that are usually depressed now red and purple, and they keep barking? I was stunned by the scenery in front of me, and suddenly came to my senses and saw my brother waving a brush in his hand, which was covered with paint stains. Aha, I understand everything!
I suddenly want to try this game, it's really fresh! I picked up the brush and was about to dip in the paint. Unexpectedly, a routine came out from behind and snatched the brush from my hand. No, it's mom! Mom looked at me angrily and said, who did this? Did you fool around with your brother again? This painting is not a child's toy! You are so old, why are you still embarrassed? This is my disappointed look when I saw my mother. I seem to feel a slap on my body, hitting my heart! Although playing with paint was not my idea, I still feel extremely sad.
I stayed alone in my room, lying in bed, with tears in my eyes. I didn't want to eat, explain or talk. In this way, I don't know how many tears I shed or how long I was in a daze, so I fell asleep quietly. I dreamed that a loving mother was teaching her daughter to read and write. She is so patient and kind. I looked at my loving mother, deja vu-that was my mother when I was young!
When I woke up, it was already noon, and there were still uncooked meals on the pillow. I find that I am old now, so I don't have to worry about my mother. Her hair became whiter and whiter until one day it turned silvery white.
The sun shone into the house again, and my face turned red, which brought me a little comfort. I understand that I must be filial and not fooling around. Sunshine gives me happiness, and bathing in sunshine can make me learn more!
If it weren't for you, I might have been in rolling in the deep.
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I have been a sunny child since I was a child, and I won't do anything wrong. However, because of this, I am always passive. I need motivation and a goal. My mother knows me very well. She always tries her best to take care of me, help me and support me. But, father, he is different. When I was a child, I always hung on him. With the growth of age, my father became a strange and dignified existence.
I like music, so do my parents. I aim at singers and cover every song I know. My mother became a big fan, and my father didn't even know about it. I'm a little disappointed. Later, I wrote a song, wrote a song, but my father still disagreed, leaving a sentence to study hard. At that moment, I had the feeling of being poured cold water. I alienated my father, and my heart became the abyss where my father once lived. My goal has always been very small, I just hope my father will be proud of me.
Later, my music was very popular and my mother applauded happily. I also got a model score. The result is ideal. On that occasion, I saw relief and joy in my father's expression. My father patted me on the head and said to me after a long silence, "In fact, I have always been proud of you, son!" " "My tears' brush' came down, and there was light in the' abyss' in my heart, and I always found the' bottom' and warmed me. Father, do you know how long I have been waiting for this sentence?
The sunshine in my heart is always there, and I understand the love of my inarticulate father. Now, the "abyss" has long since vanished. Because, I know. Father, he has always been proud of me.
It is love that fills the generation gap.
Sunshine eighth grade composition 10 bathed in sunshine, I am like a thriving seedling, growing in a comfortable cradle every day. There is only one sun in my life, but there are countless suns in my heart that give me strength and selfless care. Parenting, teachers' care and classmates' care make me constantly suck the rain and enjoy the sunshine. Every year, the rain and dew feed me, the sun shines on me, and I grow up in a happy environment.
When I was a child, my mother worked hard day and night for me, but I didn't understand my mother and thought it would be okay. Gradually, I grew up and understood my mother's hard work. I remember when I met difficulties and bumps, it was my mother who helped me solve the problem and turned my bitter face into a smile at once. My mother looked after me when I was ill. When I got better, she smiled with relief ... My mother's love is like a ray of sunshine, which makes my heart feel warm even in the cold winter. Her love is like a clear spring, which makes my feelings pure and clear even if they are covered with the customs of the years.
Teachers, like a soft sunshine, kindly spread their concern to my heart. Under the kind care of my teacher, I grew sturdily. The teacher's eyes are always so bright in class. She looked around. How many times have you deserted in class? The teacher's eyes reminded me to listen carefully. When I made achievements, the teacher's words shone in my heart like sunshine, encouraging me to continue my efforts and not to be proud, letting me know the truth that modesty makes people progress and pride makes people lag behind ... Dear teacher, I enjoyed the sunshine selflessly.
Perhaps, we are not rich, perhaps, we are not rich young masters and rich young ladies of rich families, but our happiness can't be bought with money. We grow up in the sun, soar in the rain, run our dreams, and step by step move towards our dreams. With a pleasant pace, I tried my best to catch up, but I couldn't touch the sunset on the side. ...
If one day my front is full of thorns, will you stop and give me a hand? If one day my ideal is overcast, will you hold my hand and guide me? If one day I can't walk, will you reach out and help me? You are the sunshine. When the darkness enveloped me, it was you who shone that ray of sunshine. Maybe your light is not so dazzling, but it is enough to warm my cold heart. Illuminated my way forward, enough for me to move on with confidence.
Every time, when I am disappointed and helpless, you will appear to cheer me up. This time is no exception. Everyone was very excited when the school sports meeting came. I applied for several projects in succession. After all, the sports meeting is a good opportunity to relax, and I can't let it go! ! But I am also enthusiastic for three minutes, and I am not interested for a while. Most of the projects have been completed. I only have one project left, but I have no strength at all. The last project was kangaroo jumping, and I went up without caring about anything. As soon as I got up, I fell to my knees! I'm sore all over. I wanted to make a hasty decision to have a rest, but at this moment, the sunshine shone on me again. She said, "What happened? Are you in the way? Let me take you to the infirmary! You have to be strong! Can't be weak, come on! " She looks like a magician! My pain disappeared immediately! I thought I must not give up, since I signed up, I must complete it well! Get up and run to the finish line.
That ray of sunshine is so charming! It is full of confidence. Refuse to give up! Thanks to that ray of sunshine, that warm temperature and that bright light, I won't hesitate on the way forward!
The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines through the transparent glass in the warm home. Bring a little warmth to the cold furniture.
I walked out of the house and walked on the garden path. There was silence around and people were still immersed in sweet dreams. Only a faint ray of sunshine shines on my face and walks with me.
The sunshine in winter is no longer so hot and dazzling, but becomes gentle. The sun shines on my face, like a kind mother stroking my cheek gently; Sunlight shines on the body, such as a hotbed of comfort; Sunlight reflected on the lake, sparkling, like a girl's eyes in winter; The sun shines on the leaves, like an industrious gardener conveying nutrients. ...
I walked under a big tree, and the leaves turned golden because of the sunshine. In the field, talking to the sun on the grass, the morning dew inadvertently condenses, shedding tears of joy, wetting my trouser legs, wetting my clothes and nourishing my heart.
The sun rises slowly, and people wake up from their dreams and start their day's work. Birds are singing euphemistic hymns in the trees, and children are playing happily in the forest.
Tempted by the warm sunshine on the balcony, I lost no time in moving a small stool to sit on the balcony, bathing in the sunshine, enjoying the warmth and comfort brought by the sunshine and feeling a really good life.
The sun is getting warmer and warmer, touching everything in the world. The wind in the sky began to ease slowly, and the coolness was no longer infinite. It slipped by quietly.
Potted plants are placed in every corner of the balcony. Under the sunshine, it is pleasing to the eye. It is not only a painting, but also a kind of scenery, filled with a strong flavor of life. Appreciating it, my heart is full of different happiness and satisfaction.
Life can't be without sunshine, otherwise everything will be eclipsed. Bring your sunny smile to meet every beautiful tomorrow; Bring your sunshine-like words, dedicate and strive to make the world full of sunshine!
One afternoon in winter, I have nothing to do. I leaned against the sunshine window lattice and enjoyed the charming colors outside. A ray of warm sunshine hits the ground obliquely, some nameless wild chrysanthemums are still in full bloom, and birds are singing in the trees, which makes this afternoon seem quiet and harmonious. I sat down, folded my hands and rested my head gently on my hands. Close your eyes and enjoy the afternoon quietly. The cry of "wow-wow" pulled me out of that pleasant environment. I came to my senses and saw a little girl standing on the side of the road crying.
"Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof. I saw several pure and beautiful girls coming across the street, probably several high school students. I thought they would help the little girl, but I was wrong, completely wrong. Those high school students all ran away when they heard the dog barking. Just then, I picked up my broom and prepared to go out and save the little girl who fell into the water. Turning around, I saw an old woman in rags driving the big dog with branches, and the big dog walked away.
But the little girl's crying didn't stop. The old woman stepped forward, picked up the little girl, took out a piece of candy from her pocket with trembling hands, and peeled off the candy paper for the little girl to eat. After eating the candy, the little girl smiled happily, like an innocent little angel. The old lady also smiled, laughing happily. At this time, I put down my broom and looked out of the window again. This is, the naughty sunshine moved an angle and cast a mottled shadow through the glass. The sun shone on the old woman's face, which was particularly brilliant. A slight gust of wind blew, and those nameless wild chrysanthemums outside were still blooming brilliantly. Isn't that old woman a wild chrysanthemum in the wind? Although it is very small in this world, such a small person has such a broad mind and is not worth learning! That wild chrysanthemum in the wind, that small wild chrysanthemum, makes me respect it!
Sunshine eighth grade composition 14 taste sunshine
Sunshine falls on everyone's head fairly and selflessly. The sunshine in the morning is bright and clear, and everything is happy. In this bright sunshine, it has its flavor; In this bright sunshine, there is its language. Yes, who would refuse the warm sunshine?
What's going on
Candy tastes sweet because it has happiness; Coffee is bitter because it has experienced setbacks; The smell of sunlight is pure, because it is getting warmer.
On the road of life, there are bitter and sweet. There are setbacks and happiness. Sunlight can spread and pass. When you shake hands, you smile and pass by, but its strong flavor will remain forever. When you meet the ups and downs of life, please remember: how can you see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Shine others with colorful colors.
Friends, let's open the doors and windows, let the sun shine on every corner, and let's be a sunny person!
The language of sunshine
Anyone who knows sunshine can understand its language.
You know people trapped in dark caves, they are trying to dig up boulders, hoping to get some sunshine. In their hearts, the sunshine tells them to be strong!
Life is short, and the language of sunshine is neither short nor empty. It is a language that will always inspire people!
People buried in the ruins in Yushu disaster area, sunshine is everyone's warm hands, encouraging language, and seeing fire officers and soldiers and caring volunteers shouting loudly. Premier Wen arrived in Yushu to express his condolences to the victims. Premier Wen stood silently on the top of the ruins for four or five minutes and then walked down the ruins. Facing many unfortunate people in the disaster area, Premier Wen said tearfully that our country and the people in the disaster area are all a family. Even if there is a glimmer of hope, we will make great efforts.
There is always such a beam of sunshine, which can shine into my heart when I am most lost, and make those withered flowers bloom proudly towards the warmest sunshine.
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For a girl, science seems really difficult. The teacher was not angry, but patiently called me to the office and pointed out the problem to me in detail. I listened carefully, but my tears still fell. Am I really not good at studying? Or am I too stupid?
Go back to the classroom, quietly return to your seat, take out your pen, quietly. You, who are still playing with others, saw me coming from the door with a lost face, so you stopped and walked up to me gently: "What's the matter, disciple?" He has a smile on his face.
You are the oldest! A joke, I became the "big brother", and you are the Tang priest of that mother-in-law.
"Nothing, master. You go back. " I won't tell you. The first apprentice in the open grade is a girl, but even the girl's grades are not good. If I say it, I feel ashamed!
"It's okay! I don't want to say forget it, I am not forced. " You are still smiling. The bell rang and everyone went back to their seats. I took out my pen and wrote a few words in my notebook: "If you don't work hard, you can bloom proudly. Without hard work, you can fly freely. " When the teacher came in, I put my notebook aside.
After class, I went outside to get the book back, but I was surprised to find a few more lines in the book: "Yes. But once it blooms, you are a dazzling flower. Once you fly, you are a soaring eagle! "
Suddenly, I was shocked: originally, I can. In an instant, all the sadness and depression were put aside, replaced by joy and encouragement, and my little heart was filled with fighting spirit at once. Looking at you, you gave me a thumbs-up and said, "You can! Disciple, believe in yourself ! "
I don't know what it is, but it suddenly spread in my heart, like a faint yellow halo, dyeing the already dim background warm. Suddenly, a dazzling sunshine shone directly into my heart, so those flowers eroded by sadness held their heads up at that moment and bloomed towards the warmest sunshine.