Write an essay on the topic of longing for beauty , with a self proposed topic, more than 600 words

This one is longing.,You can choose the title yourself.。

Have you read any of the books in the "Picture Books China" series? Today I read a book called "The Family Tree". If you haven't seen it, you should really take a look.

The Family Tree tells the story of a young boy and a tall and ancient tree.

An adult boy left his home one winter, but he never forgot the fond memories of what happened to the old tree in his hometown.

Prompted by longing, he finally returned to his hometown in another vibrant spring, hoping to reunite with his family and family trees.

However, no one noticed that the family tree had quietly died in the long middle of winter.

The boy "tried his best to restore what had been, but the roots of the tree had begun to shrank and rot, the leaves had fallen, and the trunk was still dry and loose, and one day it would fall."

However, even so, the "boy" still prunes the tree regularly, waters it and removes weeds from the surrounding area every day.

He thought that he hoped that the next spring return of the family tree would become the same as before.

When I closed the book, I felt that my mood was so heavy at this time. I don't know why, it's like this happened to me, maybe that's the magic of picture books, they can always bring people into different situations, and they can do incredible things.

When I first saw the cover, I felt nostalgic, especially the gray world and the children playing under the trees, and you will definitely remember what happened when you were a child.

The quality of the book is pleasing to the eye, and I am also holding a sense of pleasure.

[Longing].

I can't measure the time of life, or the next minute my life will go with the wind by mistake, and it suddenly makes people think of danger in peace; Or life is always in its prime, so comfortable and plain that people can sit still.

Life. Whether it is ordinary or colorful, I dare not define it, life is in your hands, you are the steering wheel, guiding your life to the happy zone or the sad zone. A life resigned to fate is a kind of sorrow.

Some people treat life hastily, spend their time blindly and aimlessly, waste time and months, waste their lives, and are always thinking about how to invent the sky. How many tomorrows are there in life? For some terminally ill people, it's just a handful, but for some people who don't have any disease, it's just a little more than for those who are terminally ill.

So why do they spend every tomorrow as they please? Have more longing for life, put aside the cynicism of the past, and no longer spend your life in a drowsy way, maybe you will truly feel the loveliness of life and the value of life.

With a more vision of life, you may be pleasantly surprised to find that your life is so colorful in your hands.

Life is overshadowed and colorful, but it depends on how you approach it. Life is very dangerous, and I don't know which day will pass quietly, so that you can truly appreciate the true meaning of life, even on the day your life leaves, you will not go with regrets.

The affection of green leaves for the roots.

The roots, holding up the green leaves, in the spring. The roots, offered up green leaves, in the summer. Roots, let the green leaves play one last time, that is in the fall, until winter, the green leaves return to the arms of the roots, let it rest for a while.

The root has its own ideas: hold up the green leaves, let it feel the warmth of the sun, and the green leaves also have their own ideas, bring their own warmth back to the roots, so that it can enjoy the warmth outside the soil.

Root often said to the green leaves, sooner or later, you will soar in the sky, not in the days between you and me. Green leaves will answer it, I know, this is the last ordeal. The root smiled and held up the green leaves from then on.

Soon, the root couldn't hold on, but it still used its last strength to say to the green leaf, come on, throw yourself into my arms, and let me protect you again. Green leaves will not, how can a bird leaving the nest remember the warmth of the nest?

It will not find until the root no longer has the strength to hold up the green leaves, that it will find that it no longer has the opportunity to soar in the sky, it will curse, and hate the weakness of the root to the bone, until it will leisurely descend and find that the last appearance of the root is so miserable, it will regret it, and will rush to it with its last strength, comfort it, and sleep with it for a long time.

The root will persuade the green leaf to climb up again, it will hold it up, but the green leaf refuses, the higher the sky, the more you will lose yourself, rather than forgetting that you are a green leaf, riding the wind of Weinie, living an untouchable life, but will fall at any time, it is better to live with you steadily. The root will cry, it will laugh, cry for the incompetence of the green leaves, laugh for the awakening of the green leaves, it does not know how dangerous the distant sky is.

The time when the green leaves and the roots are together is the happiest, accompanying the roots who hold up their own roots, soothing the roots that are injured for themselves, and saying, I also fly over.

The roots will give up their bodies to stop the rain and snow for the green leaves, and feed it, and the green leaves will also give up everything and nourish it with their bodies, and they will all say, see you next year. Until the green leaves also sleep in the arms of the roots, the roots will call it, wake up, green leaves, the day is dawn, I have found you a lot of rain. Drops of rain, mixed with the tears of the roots, flowed on the green leaves for the last time.

The root finally gave all the tears in his body to the green leaf, but the green leaf was still sleeping, and the root could no longer call the green leaf ......

In the following year, the roots held up the green leaves again and asked it: Are you thirsty?

At first you can't decide when the flowers will bloom, but you can at least choose to hang your branches. Fruitful.

The inscription can make countless choices in life, but it is impossible to choose one's own beginning.

You can't choose whether you're rich or poor, beautiful or ugly, smart or stupid. Just as a green worm can't choose a bird as its beginning, a tortoise can't choose a rabbit as its beginning. It's like Zuo Si can't choose "Yushu Linfeng".

As his beginning, Li Bai can't take officialdom as his beginning.

You may complain about God, or even weep bitterly, scolding God for being so unfair to you. The heavens are speechless, because they know that there is no absolute fairness in the world. Starting with green worms, they are destined to avoid the pursuit of birds; Beginning with a tortoise, he was destined to endure the ridicule of the hare; Starting with ugliness, you can't avoid the cold words on the streets; Starting with frustration, you can't avoid the pain in your heart.

But how do you deal with this injustice? Heaven has given you a gray beginning, what kind of ending do you want to weave?

You can choose to be negative, curse, give up, and let your life end in a hurry in the gloom, only looking forward to a decent start in the next life. But his life is uncertain, and the future life is unknown, how can you entrust your precious life to the unknowable nothingness? What's more, even if you become a noble son born with a treasure jade in your mouth in the next life, you may also lose your money, at that time, do you have to wait for the next next life?

Or, you can also decide to stand proudly from this unsatisfactory beginning, pull a wisp of colorful glow as a cloth, and pick a handful of stars as a button, and make the most beautiful colorful clothes for your life.

At the beginning of the insect, you can break the chrysalis into a butterfly, and the brilliance of the wings in the sun will be eclipsed even by the eagle; In the beginning, you can never slack off, so that even the rabbit who is good at running can not reach the dust.

Starting with his appearance, Zuo Si wrote the brilliant "Sandu Fu", making his name more famous than any beautiful man; Starting with the frustration of officialdom, Li Bai "hopes to be drunk for a long time and does not want to wake up", and he has written the voice of the Tang Dynasty more than any dignitary; ............ for the start

You can't decide the flowers to bloom, but you can choose the fruits; You can't decide where you come from, but you can choose to work hard; In "Journey to the West", Fairy Zixia said: "I guessed the beginning, but I didn't guess the ending." "That's a sad story, but can you say that?

I can't guess the beginning, but I can guess the ending. ”

God has given you a beginning, and you have reaped the stars.

My vision.

As the years progressed, my yearning for a "simple life" grew.

The "simple life" I understand also includes a state of being in the world and returning to nature and simplicity in addition to cultivating to a certain extent of "not being happy with things and not being sad about oneself".

Today's society is becoming more and more complex.

I aspire to a state where I can concentrate on one thing and not have too much socializing and staggering. Of course, normal communication is not included.

I yearn for a simple realm, where what everyone says is a true thought from the heart, and the words have only one layer of meaning, and the expresser is straightforward and honest, and the listener can understand it correctly and not distort it. Don't even think about it.

I hope that this society will occupy its own place and perform its own duties, and those who have the ability will make progress without deliberately and painstakingly performing and confessing. Those who are incapable can also have an income that can be earned, willing, and peaceful; Those who can work work more, and those who work more get more. Don't force yourself too much if you work less or can't work, and if you look for six, are you tired?

Peace of mind is the biggest cornerstone of everyone's happy life.

It is often said that life is tiring. In my opinion, the simple tiredness of work is just a rhetoric, and the tiredness is the substance. Why do you feel tired? It's that this society is too complicated. What could have been a simple matter has been artificially complicated.

Honest people suffer losses, and those who smuggle horses gain power because there is a problem with the evaluation system of society.

was originally an honest person, but later he was forced to learn to go through the door, if he always let the whiskers gain power, and always the honest people suffer, then what will this society become?

I think that the reason why people are tired is that both external and internal factors play a role. Sometimes, people's hearts are too tired, and it is also the result of people being surrounded by material desires.

In life, there are some things that must be taken very seriously, such as the criteria for being a human being, such as the pursuit of truth.

In life, there are some things that you don't have to take too seriously, such as fame, money, and status.

Sometimes, take one step back and the ice and snow melt, take two steps back and spring flowers bloom, and take three steps back to open the sea and the sky. Then your realm is enough for you to have a happy life!

I always believe that the realm is honed, and the realm can also be obtained through learning, and it is something you have the heart to pursue.

The path that everyone takes, the person who everyone shows in the eyes of others, is the outward expression of your heart.

Do what you want to do and what you can do.

Sometimes I think it's more important for a person to know what they can't do than to know what they can do.

Time is thin, step by step, and in the blink of an eye, it has gone through an autumn and a winter. The sun is still good, and the light still circulates along the fingertips. Life goes on and on, never stopping; Beauty, accompanied by filial piety, has never stopped.

Waiting for beauty, waiting for growth, waiting for the fruits of autumn harvest. I remember when I was still in elementary school, the old teacher led us to the fence near the kindergarten where we were children, and she told us that today was a day to plant trees. I have forgotten a lot of the plot in my memory, but I vaguely remember that everyone was holding a shovel and sowing the small saplings in their hands in front of the fence in that circle.

Many years later, I didn't walk through that fence again, and I don't remember whether those young seedlings had been baptized by wind and rain and now they were thriving. At certain times of the year, the seasons change, when the grass sprouts green shoots, and the new year begins, and a new plan is made at this time, just as it confirms the characteristics of the season. I like the colors that belong to it, just like the ancient poem "Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows", and whenever I read it, I look forward to spring.

Spring brings the hope of new life, emerald green colors, fresh air, lukewarm and mild climate, although sometimes people are a little lazy, but spring, in people's impression, dust and limbs are always so beautiful. When spring comes, every time we plant a seed, we plant a dream and a hope in the soil. In the fall, perhaps the small saplings will grow into large trees, and the planted seeds will blossom and bear fruit.

Actually, life is beautiful, isn't it? If one day, travel through the city in the neon lights of the night. Sitting on the bus and looking at the scenery outside the window, there are few people on the bus, you sit there quietly, plug in the headphones, quietly enjoy the ** released in it, and travel around the city with the bus.

You start wandering aimlessly, no matter what time it is, you look at the scenery on the roadside, watch the crowds of people on the street with flashing lights, listen to the melody of the guitar in the underground tunnels, a nocturne, walk into the guardrail by the river, listen to the whistle of the boats on the river, and watch the beautiful fireworks bloom in the sky. You begin to savor the life of the people of this city. You can slack off the tiredness of the day and quietly savor the mood brought by **.

Brew a cup of hot coffee and milk tea, and you can quietly enjoy the ...... in the dim lightLife is beautiful, beautiful. Just, do you see?