A 600 word essay on the topic of harvest

I ended my elementary school career with a perfect end, and I entered a junior high school full of mysteries and unknowns.

In the 12 years I have experienced, I have spent nearly half of my time in primary school, bitter, sweet, cried, laughed, in getting along with my classmates, I have gained friendship, in getting along with teachers, I have learned to be grateful, and in the process ......of participating in competitions, I have learned to be strongPrimary school, left me too many good memories, wind and rain, so that I grew from an ignorant child to a well-behaved and sensible teenager, the sun and rain, so that I just hatched a hatchling into a young bird that knows how to spread its wings, primary school carries my happiness, it imparts to me the knowledge and truth affect my life.

I don't stand out for anything, that's what I always thought. But by chance in the third grade, I won the second prize in the school speech competition, which made me more confident and keep working hard, and after that, I won the first prize. I represented the elementary school in the city to participate in the speech, the students in the city pronunciation is more standard than mine, the expression is richer than mine, and the speech is more engaged than me, in comparison, it is really a pheasant, a phoenix, my voice began to tremble, my eyes began to wander, my hands and feet began to disobey.

Looking at their expressions, why do I feel like they are laughing at me, really, the grades are not ideal, why do I feel like they are laughing at me. Sure enough, the results were not ideal, and I felt that their laughter was like a pair of feet, slowly trampling me into hell, and I fell down the valley again, and it seemed, it seems, that I could never go up again, and my tears were rolling in my eyes, and my heart was sobbing, and no one could see it. My heart is falling, but my life is still ......

The teacher was very attentive and understood my sadness. She said with a slight joking: "It's okay, you're great today, really great, the judges have been listening to it for too long and annoying, so your score is low, this time it's not good, won't there be a lot of room for improvement next time?"

Failure taught me a lesson, and being strong made me start working hard. The pain this time is also worth it. It made me gain strength and made me understand that if you want to succeed, you must have all the hard work and the spirit of the tumbler, and the successful people have the spirit of the tumbler, and I must become a tumbler!

I think this subject is good, I hope it will be helpful to you, and I wish you success in your studies. Thank you.

Harvest, a word that shines brightly.

It is always reminiscent of a fruitful autumn, full of golden yellow or fiery red, and full of harvest joy. But the harvest can also often bother us. We often complain that we get too little, but when you think about it, our own expectations are too high.

It's like the kid who picks up mushrooms, always wants the biggest one, but ends up getting nothing. I think that the rich harvest depends on the accumulation of small details little by little, and without the intention of small things, there is no way to talk about big gains. Remember a story.

There was a farmer who owned a fertile piece of land, and he told the people that from a certain point on the farm, if anyone could come back before dark, the land that the man walked through would belong to him, and what a tempting and seemingly effortless request, but no one got the land. Because they were too greedy and always wanted to go a little more, they didn't rush back in the end. Perhaps what seems like such an easy problem will bother us just as much when it actually comes to us.

People should not be too unsatisfied, and often greedy people will get nothing. Calm down, think carefully, the harvest is felt by the heart. I used to be very fond of poetry, and I always wanted to put all those beautiful verses in my head at once, but I couldn't always memorize them completely.

A friend told me that instead of rushing to turn a few pages a day, it is better to savor and figure out a poem for a few days. Yes, don't underestimate the tiny accumulation of a single drop, which indents the whole essence. There are many gains in our lives every day, as long as we feel them with our hearts, we will definitely see them.

In the early morning, a warm greeting is harvested with a beautiful smile from the other party; A period of enthusiastic help is reaped by the sincere gratitude of others. Even a graceful and light cloud, a bird that stops to sing, and a ripple on a lake will make us harvest beauty and satisfy our souls. "There is no lack of beauty in life, what is missing is the eye to find beauty", in the same way, there is no lack of harvest in life, just a matter of experiencing it with your heart.

Let our hearts become more sensitive, let the harvest fill it, and let us truly feel the beauty of life. So, sit down quietly, let your heart calm down, and carefully appreciate what we have gained, which will make us love and appreciate the world even more, and make our hearts feel more happy.

On the road of life, we have experienced the baptism of tears, witnessed the moment of laughter, admired the rising sun, and gazed at the blooming of the stamens. Along the way, there are gains everywhere in life.

Whenever we are happy, we are reaping the joy of it. When you tell another person about your joy, you reap two joys. When pain and difficulties invade your mind and your brain, share these with your closest friends, and you will reap the comfort.

Every time the teacher patiently and delicately explains the knowledge to us, we have reaped success; Once we were sloppy and wrote the wrong question, we learned that we should be careful and serious in doing things. We can reap great pleasures from the little things in life, but we lack a heart that will discover and a pair of wise eyes.

In the journey of life, we pick the flowers of success, taste the wine of victory, and find valuable wealth in failures and setbacks. An innocent and lively child, after countless falls, can finally ride a small bicycle flexibly and freely, full of dreams of traveling the world; After years of painstaking research and hard work, the technicians who overcame the pass finally climbed to another scientific peak ......On the road of life, because of sincere dedication, they experienced the joy of harvest and witnessed the beauty of angels. In the same way, the pain of failure is also a precious gift from the god of fate.

This is not a bottle of bitter spirits, but a light cup of fragrant tea, after drinking, we become mature, become calm, to appreciate these episodes of life, to truly appreciate the special gift of the god of fate.

Along the way, we have reaped success, harvested the wisdom and infinite joy of life, and harvested our ideals and beliefs.