On the road, people should trust each other, but today's society is full of wariness.
It was a dark afternoon. I dragged my tired body home, and the day's course exhausted me. I walked on the road in a daze. At this moment, a rude voice stopped me. I looked back and was startled! I saw a man with a beard and dark skin calling me. This man is really the reincarnation of Zhang Fei! You don't look like a good person at first glance. So I ran, and the man chased. I'm exhausted and I'm about to be caught up. There happened to be an alley, so I turned and hid in it. The man chased him into the alley, and I held my breath for fear of being discovered. The man looked around, but I left without finding it. I finally sighed. On the way home, I walked carefully for fear of being found again ... finally I reached the door and my hanging heart was finally put down.
I put my hand in my pocket and my heart suddenly trembled: "My key is gone!" " "I rummaged through my pockets and schoolbags, but I never found the key. I sat on the ground alone. It suddenly occurred to me that I didn't just fall to the ground when I ran away, did I? I suddenly fell into a contradiction. If you go there, you may be arrested. If you don't go there, you won't be able to enter the house. I thought for a long time and decided to look for the key on my scalp. Unexpectedly, I bumped into that man. I thought to myself, "It's over, no one can save me now." I saw that the man took out my key and said, "Really, kid, I don't even know if I dropped it. It would be bad if the bad guys picked it up! Don't be careless "I was so touched that I suddenly felt that my face was not so fierce and I became close.
I am very grateful to this passerby. In this social background, everyone only thinks about their own interests. It is not easy for him to give up on himself decisively and help me tide over the difficulties. I believe he will make society full of positive energy!
On the road of life, there will be sunshine!
On the way, the head teacher of our class always said, "The most important thing is not the result, but the process." On the road to success, everyone will encounter setbacks, "frustrated but not bent", and adopt a positive attitude. Only in this way can the process be called perfect.
Recalling the intriguing inter-class aerobics competition, I have endless aftertaste. I remember the teacher said another sentence before the opening game: "What matters is the process, not the result." The teacher's words suddenly inspired the morale of our class five, and at the same time gave every student in our class courage and confidence.
It was all because our class was unlucky in drawing lots and won the second appearance. The students all said that the further you go, the worse you get, and you will definitely not get the ranking. I thought to myself, "You people are so disunited. Don't you know that a class can't get good grades without unity? " And I think, as long as everyone tries their best, what we value is a perfect process in the game, not the result.
The game has started. It's our class's turn to play. Everyone in our class is extremely nervous, but we are still very serious and try our best to show the grandeur of our Class Five. At this time, the military body was sorting out the team, and then, the military body reported to the judges, but several details were wrong, and the judges deducted points for us. It's time to do exercises. Our class is very clean. I believe our class can get good grades.
But the result was unexpected, and we won the seventh place. The students in our class are very depressed and their faces are full of helplessness, but the game is still rewarding, and the process is the way. Although the results of our class are not satisfactory, the process is still perfect, so the beauty of our class is on the road.
On the way, during the National Day, my sister and I joined the upstream of the dam organized by the Rangers. We will take an eight-hour train to Beijing, and then take a six-hour bus to Bashang Grassland. On this seemingly long road, we talked and laughed, played and had fun. Become our favorite scenery on the road.
On the train, what impressed me most was the KFC bucket ordered by my uncle. This is the first time I've eaten in months, and I feel like I haven't seen you for a long time. There are many kinds of food: chicken nuggets, mashed potatoes, shrimp chops, chicken legs and wings, corn cups, popcorn, chicken chops, cola, orange juice ... eat a box of whole family buckets with a bite for each person. I took a bite of chicken wings and glanced at my sister. Her mouth was full of oil because she ate too many chicken wings. I pointed to the oil on her mouth and smiled. The drumstick in her hand fell to the ground. She just looked at me, touched her mouth with her hand, looked at it and laughed with me.
On the bus, we played a flower-passing game under the guidance of three guides of the ranger. Passing the bouquet to the beat of the music, I am always ready to catch it, for fear of becoming the "luckiest person". It didn't take long for the bouquet to reach us. I'm nervous. Pass it on to the next person. I escaped this robbery, but I couldn't escape the next few robberies. Or I was so lucky that I stopped in my hand again and again. I performed singing, reciting poems and dancing, and I was praised by my uncles and aunts! Mom said that this activity is called "breaking the ice", that is, friends from all directions introduce each other through game activities, get to know each other and soon become friends.
On the road, on the road of laughter, on the road of extraordinary significance, we met the most beautiful scenery, and we became best friends side by side.
On the way, the sixth grade composition 4 "Oh, this child is really sensible!" Whenever such words echo in my ears. My face suddenly rose as red as "Red Fuji" because ...
I remember the year when I was in the big class, the construction of my hometown was not very developed, and there were many winding and muddy paths around. Every passerby should stop, scratch his head and gnash his teeth, and try to overcome this difficulty.
One day, the sky was gray, and the raindrops danced on their heads all night, adding a little bump to the path. I stood in the wind like a scarecrow with my schoolbag on my back-motionless. At this time, my mother was panting in cheap slippers. Running to me, she stopped and shouted at me, "Silly child, what are you still doing here?" The school bus is over there, and the horn is almost broken! "When I heard my mother's words, I immediately got angry, stamped my feet and showed no mercy to my mother. ] said quietly, "Mom, what! This road is so long, how to get there! "My mother didn't say a word, back up and I set foot on that in my eyes like a wolf like a tiger like a leopard path. Suddenly, I felt my body tilted, and my mother and I fell to the ground in an instant. My mother blocked the road with her own body and I threw myself into her arms. " Mom, are you okay? "I shouted. Mom touched her foot and smiled reluctantly: "Hey, mom is in good health. This minor injury is nothing! "! By the way, look, I got your shoes dirty! "My mother shook her hands, took out a few crumpled paper towels from her pocket and rubbed them on my leather shoes several times before she safely let me go to the school bus alone. I lay on the window and watched my mother anxiously until the passing neighbors helped her home. I just looked at my mother's back and let the uncle driver start the car. ...
Mom, I love you.
On the road, on the road to the unknown, there will be many beautiful scenery. You have to walk slowly to appreciate the emotion contained in that landscape.
"There are trees on the mountain, but I don't know if I like you." On the way, E Jun heard Yue Nv's lyric songs. She was originally a woman who fished in the clouds and sang late. He is the king of a country. She rowed for him and sang her feelings to him. An encounter on the road made the oldest "Yue Yue Ge" come true. Yue Nv's bold confession makes this mood look like mud.
"A generation of twins, to teach two forget me. Acacia does not look at each other, and it is spring. " At the age of twenty, Nalan Xingde married Lushi, and the couple were very loving and things didn't work out. Only three years later, Lushi left him. Nalan Xingde was very sad, so he wrote this song "Flower Hall Spring". Nalan Xingde has repeatedly expressed his willingness to follow Lushi. Although he and Lu can't be born together, they can die together. It happened that the day he died was May 30th, the anniversary of Lu's death. The road is long and short, and the scenery along the way will give people a sad mood and experience that kind of sad and painful mood.
"Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream." Lu you was on the road, recalling the life of Jin Ge Tiema before, and his enthusiasm for life had already been replaced by the plan of home and country. In the past years, he rode north, raised his sword and vowed to kill his enemies in the future. He galloped on the battlefield, covered in blood. How many injuries did he get? Home country and the world, he wants to fight all the way, and the scars on his body are his evidence. When he is old and can no longer catch the sword that accompanied him to kill the invading enemy, he still remembers his lofty aspirations and lofty sentiments along the way in his dream. Experience the patriotism of Lu You on the road. Perhaps, you can slow down and listen carefully to the most beautiful sound on the road. Maybe you can enjoy the most beautiful scenery on this road slowly. On this road to the unknown, full of mystery, it is an unknown road that we can't imagine.
On the road, everyone has their own ideals. It is my ideal to "study in thousands of books and take Wan Li Road".
When I was very young, I imagined that I would become many people in the future: painters, calligraphers, actors, dancers, singers ... but now that I think about it, it is unrealistic. Until an article touched me. This article is about a couple who have a dream of traveling around the world. For this dream, they have been trying to make money until they have saved enough money. They decided to start their trip around the world. They don't want to be locked up by tour groups, and they don't want to spend a lot of money on trains, planes and high-speed trains ... So through their knowledge and hands-on ability, the two of them turned the van into their warm home together. This home has a desk, a bed, a sofa and a kitchen. Together, they are free to travel around.
My ideal is similar to theirs. Although I can't rebuild my car, I want to travel around the world with my family. Everywhere I go, I will take pictures of landmark buildings and snacks, take photos with my family in front of every famous building, and freeze our happy picture with my camera. Write down the humanities, history, landforms, customs, feelings and delicious places here with pen and ink. Tourism brings me not only knowledge, but also relaxation of mind and sublimation of spirit. After I have been to all the places I want to go, I want to organize all the pictures of the places I have been to into a book. At the bottom of each picture, I write down my feelings, the characteristics of this place, food, customs and geographical environment. At the end of this booklet, I hope I can put the photos of every place I have been with my family into the booklet in chronological order, and mark the date and the place where I took the photo at the bottom of each photo. This booklet will be a wonderful memory for me and my family forever.
I like traveling, because I can enjoy the great rivers and mountains of various countries, and more because I can have a good time with my relatives.
On the road, we are young and frivolous, and sometimes we feel confused; Even if there are huge waves ahead, we can always ride the wind and waves; Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, we always fight our way through them. No matter how dark the road ahead is, there is always a lamp to illuminate it.
As a student, the biggest pressure is exams and scores. As a junior high school student, I am in a bottleneck period, trying to break through, but I got nothing. Gradually, negative energy appeared on me: being lazy during physical exercise; Perfunctory when doing homework; Often absent-minded in class; The whole person is like a walking corpse, and the road ahead is gloomy. At this moment, he appeared.
He is at the top of his class and my best friend. "Something is wrong these days. Do you have anything on your mind? " I have something on my mind. After the mid-term exam, although the results have improved, they are several grades lower than the peak period. What was once valued has become one of many gravel, a real strong one, emitting the light of diamonds. In the end, I gave up on myself and worried all day, but I "raised my glass to eliminate my worries." He said to me, "Do you have a dream?" I smile bitterly; "In reality, dreams are not as good as five points in the exam." "No, you are wrong!" He suddenly became serious: "If people don't have dreams, what's the difference with salted fish!" " "Salted fish turned over and is also salted fish; The score is a knife and I am a fish. " He glared at me: "Do you think you are a salted fish?" In a trance, I remembered my grandiloquence when I first arrived in junior high school: "Is Jin Lin something in the pool? When the storm comes, it will become a dragon! " I want to be a dragon wandering between heaven and earth, not a salted fish slaughtered by anyone on the chopping block! I might as well study for ten years if I listen to you.
I'm glad to have him. He took me out of the darkness with his dazzling light. He is my lamp, a lamp that never goes out.
On the Road, Grade 6 Composition 8 "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world …" Every time I hear this song, I will think of that moment.
It's a dawn morning. I sat on the bus and looked at everything outside the window. Everything looks so warm in the sun. I wear headphones, listen to light music and close my eyes. ...
The bus driver suddenly braked, and inertia made the whole car unconsciously lean forward and lean back slightly. So it's the stop. At this moment, the car door opened and an old man came slowly. Seeing that all the seats on the bus were full, the conductor's aunt said loudly, "Which kind passenger gave his seat to the old man?" But as soon as the words were finished, the carriage was silent. The driver couldn't help repeating it, but no one paid attention. Everyone in the seat is either pretending to sleep or talking on the phone. The old man walked in slowly with small steps. When he passed by every passenger, everyone in the seat sat there as if he didn't see the old man in front of him. I really want to give my seat to the old man, but because I sit too far back, the aisle next to me is full of people. I was thinking about how to move out and give my seat to the old man when a crisp voice sounded.
"Grandpa, please sit here!" A child of five or six years old said in a childish voice. Her mother also smiled and said to the old man, "Grandpa, please sit with us!" " "Say that finish, aunt took the little girl's hand and stood up. Before the old man could thank him, another young man said to him, "grandpa, you'd better sit here with me!" "! Let them sit down! "After that, the young uncle helped him sit in his seat. The old man sat in his seat, thanking him constantly, with a smile on his face ... The car continued to drive, but I felt very relaxed. Yes! Helping others doesn't have to be earth-shattering Perhaps a humble word in life, a loving look and a bus seat can warm others.
It's the stop. I got off. Looking at the bus that is far away, people who are far away ... are relaxed and warm in their hearts. That's right! Love, on the road.
On the road, time 9 is a piece of sandpaper.
Polishing memory has no edges and corners.
But shiny.
When the song rings,
That deja vu story,
Take me back to the distant past
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Our youth is like a train. On the journey of life, we will pass through countless mountains and countless waters. Our respective roads, some vigorous, some plain; Some are as beautiful as summer flowers, and some are as calm as autumn leaves. Nobody knows how long the road ahead will be. The destination is far away, but there will be many stops on the way. Each stop has a different scenery and the sun is shining.
Life is like a runway, and people in the society are advancing on this runway, striving hard and reaching the final destination. However, how many people ignore the beauty around them for power, fame and money?
As Tagore said, "Tie gold to the wings of birds, and birds will never soar in the sky again."
When a bird's wings are tied with gold thread, it can't fly far. When a person has millions of property, there will still be an unspeakable sense of emptiness. In a sense, it's worse than being poor.
In fact, our life is not only about rights and fame, but also full of infinite beauty.
"I believe in your love."
This sentence is the last sentence of the bird. It is so simple and ordinary, but it can make us full of strength and tell us the true meaning of this world in the simplest sentence-love.
Our world is full of love. Sunshine, earth, sky, ocean, birds, songs, dreams, laughter, friendship and even just a friendly smile. It is these beautiful things that fill our lives, so that our world will not be replaced by material things, but will be full of love, light and warmth.
Our road has just begun, and it may become boring in a few decades, but we can't forget the most beautiful scenery on the road of life-love and warmth.
Time flies, jade leaks thousands of miles. Now, when I look back, I realize that I have come such a long way. The beautiful water and bright mountains that this road passes through, large and small, have been deeply engraved in my mind.
10 during the Spring Festival, my parents and I went to Fuyan Temple to burn incense and pray.
There is a wide street in front of the main entrance of Fuyan Temple. On the street, people come and go, and the solemn bells from time to time seem to cover the busy streets with a layer of peaceful robes, which suddenly raises a sense of sacredness in people's hearts.
"The boss has money, be kind!" One pleading after another pulled me back from the sacredness. Looking around, I found a row of beggars in the middle of the street. Some of them are sitting on the ground, some are kneeling on the ground, and some are lying on the ground, all with long hair and a sad face.
One of them is the most special. His legs were gone, and he was lying on the skateboard, sliding forward with his hands supported. Every few steps, he stopped, propped up on the ground with one hand and held up a mottled sugar porcelain basin with the other hand, and whispered, "Boss, please!" Those expectant eyes stared at a pair of noble feet wearing decent leather shoes and walking briskly. But those decent feet didn't mean to stop at all. In the blink of an eye, his feet left his sight, and all he could see was the dust raised by his footsteps.
His eyes dimmed, and he put away the mottled sugar porcelain basin, supported the ground with his hands, and struggled to slide forward.
Poor him! I felt in my pocket, took out a few dollars and put them in his sugar porcelain basin.
In the main hall of Fuyan Temple, the incense is filled with Buddha, and the chanting of "Amitabha" comes and goes. Everyone is burning incense and worshipping Buddha devoutly, and each merit box is filled with coins of various denominations. Looking at these devout people, I suddenly thought, "Isn't it necessary to accumulate virtue to be blessed by bodhisattvas?" ? But how many of these people have really done good deeds? Then how can their wishes be realized here in Bodhisattva? "
After burning incense and praying, we left Fuyan Temple.
Back in the street, the bells of Fuyan Temple are still ringing smoothly, beggars are still begging hard, and devout worshippers are still running coldly.
Blessing should be on the way. I learned something.