What changed me in essays, what changed me in essays

That smile changed me.

It's strange that I don't know when I just like to be alone: I rarely help others, and I don't want help from others. Even if you receive help from others, you will repay others as if you were paying off a debt.

I don't live up to the world, and don't let the world live up to me. However, the thoughts that had dominated me for so many years instantly became like a speck of dust in the light of that smile, drifting away without a trace......

It was after two days of heavy rain, and the concrete bridge over the river, which I had to cross every day to go to school, had been washed away by the river. Only the tall old wooden bridge still stands on both sides of the river. It was a bridge made of only two round, smooth logs side by side; Usually I walk across the bridge with my bare hands.

I hesitated in front of the bridge, and I was still 10 minutes away from class. I grabbed my bike and made a decision that even I couldn't believe: I walked over the wooden bridge with my bike on my shoulder.

At the beginning of the dozen meters, I was marching in a high-spirited atmosphere, and I didn't feel anything. Gradually, the wood under my feet was shaking desperately, and the rushing river under the wood made me dizzy, and my legs became weaker and weaker, as if it was difficult to support the weight of my body anymore. I have no idea how I got to the wooden bridge**.

There was only half the way to go, and I couldn't move my feet anymore. I tried to move back a little bit, but I couldn't even turn around, and the sound of running water in my ears made me almost desperate, and I wanted to throw my bicycle into the river several times.

I can't move forward. When you can't go back. Suddenly, the car on my shoulder suddenly became lighter, and then gradually left my shoulder.

It was a big hand that took the bike from my hand. At that moment, I couldn't really express how grateful I was. I slowly turned my head:

It was an unfamiliar face, full of smiles. Time didn't allow me to look closely, but for a moment, I felt that the smile was so sincere and lovely!

The car and I finally arrived safely on the other side, and I was full of gratitude to take a closer look at the smiling face: it was not a dark **, and the squinting eyes could not hide the sincere gaze. Fine wrinkles crawled all over the corners of his eyes, and his chapped lips opened slightly.

Ah, a simple farmer in his 40s.

What an ordinary smile! It couldn't be more ordinary, but it never forgot me, and it made me appreciate the best things between people for the first time, even if it was just a faint smile. That smile has been deeply embedded in my heart for many years, and I have learned to use the same smile to lift a child who has fallen, help push a truck that is struggling to walk, or give an umbrella to a classmate.

And every time you help others without expecting anything in return and smile sincerely, you will truly appreciate the true meaning and value of that smile buried in the bottom of your heart. It's a taste that isn't sublime, but it's something you can be proud of. Smile, with a beautiful emotion, I really can't find the right words to describe it, maybe this poem will express its meaning:

With people roses, leave a lingering fragrance! ”

Is that so?

Learning to see the scenery changed my life.

A roll of meadow wide enough to run wild once came to my life; A stream of water, which grows like a waterfall, once came to my life; A scene that shocked me, once came to my life, I was no longer me, I grew up.

The past is like a clear spring, flowing into my mind, lingering, and memories are like a rainbow, running through my heart, with sour and sweet. At this time, we must learn to look at the scenery of each scene, the scenery is in our hearts, and the unsatisfactory things are regarded as looking at the scenery, and life is not full of fun. When I sat on the plane and watched the clouds below go one by one, I felt a lot of emotion, good things are short-lived, and my life is long, and learning to treat life correctly makes me more fulfilling.

Life is like clouds, when you have difficulties, you will try to destroy the clouds, the clouds will get bigger and bigger, and you will be overwhelmed, if you face the clouds, you will win. Life is like the sea breeze, when you are not satisfied, the sea breeze blows all over your heart, you try to prevent the arrival of the sea breeze, but you can't do anything, at this time, you complain about the sea breeze, and at the same time you have to thank the sea breeze, why not blow away the unsatisfactory things? Looking at the scenery of each scene, it means that you grow, you are no longer you.

Although sometimes the scenery is not very good, it depends on the attitude you have towards the scenery.

When I sat on the train, looking at the willows one by one, I had a lot of thoughts, the willows were gone after all, although on the way in the future, I still saw the willows, but it was not the previous one, the wind of life came and went without a trace, sometimes you haven't caught it, it has already gone, the years have passed quietly, do I catch the scenery of every scene in the scenery of each scene? So I understand that watching the scenery in every scene makes me happier.

Books changed me.

When I stood in front of the bookshelf, I saw a vast world, a vast ocean, and a vast universe in front of my eyes. -Liu Baiyu I love books, because books are the fruit of the collision of the sparks of thought of our predecessors, the reflection of the noble discipline of ancient philosophers and sages, and the platform for us to communicate with ancient and modern literati and writers. Books have moved and excited me, inspired me to work hard, and changed my life.

You were forced to practice the piano when you were young, deaf in middle age, and dragged down by your nephew in your later years--- Beethoven, you used your life to interpret the true meaning of tenacity. Whenever I am faced with the pressure of study and the trouble of difficult problems, I think of you, and I think of Romain Rolland's Beethoven, who is fascinated by art. Tragic fate is like a stiff rope around your neck, but how can you be at the mercy of this stiff rope.

"Hold the throat of fate" becomes a cry from the depths of your heart. You love to revel in the world of black and white, you like the feeling of dexterous finger beating, you are intoxicated with art but higher than art, you dedicate the most wonderful ** to mankind, leaving a tenacity and perseverance to inspire all people. The little problem before me today is nothing compared to Beethoven's fate!

I was deeply shocked by Beethoven, and I finally learned that the way to my ideal is tenacity. Rising to the challenge has become my motto. This is the power of books, which make me abandon my cowardly character and give me the courage to overcome difficulties.

If tenacity comes from Beethoven, then self-confidence comes from Tang poetry. I have always believed that the purpose of my existence is to show the success of others. Once, I inadvertently turned the first page of "Three Hundred Tang Poems", and the bold words "I am born to be useful" immediately dispelled the shadow of inferiority in my heart, made me believe in the value of life, and let me taste the confident wine in the platinum bottle.

Establishing self-confidence, raising the sails, and sailing towards the other side of the ideal is the greatest inspiration given to me by Tang poetry. Chinese classical literature shows its great charm, and China's contemporary works also shine brightly. I love the prose of Xinglinzi, they make me realize that life needs to be loved and loved, and society needs the most tender true feelings and true meaning between people.

Since then, I have learned to care for the weak and give love to them. The Book of Songs makes me sentimental; "Historical Records" made me smart and accessible; Yu Qiuyu's writing brought me the most rational thinking, and Chi Li's beautiful writing ...... integrating me with natureThe road of life is paved with all kinds of colorless pebbles, and books are these stones given to me by an unknown goddess without words, which changed my life and perfected my life ......

Books have changed my life, and life is wonderful because of books, and once humans lose books, life will become boring. Books let my dreams fly, live with me, grow with me, and add color to life. I can never live without books.

When I was a child, I didn't know how to read, and I always pestered my parents to tell me stories from books. Dad was tired of talking about it, and one day he suddenly said that he wanted to tell me about the things in "Three Kingdoms". He said that when Cao Cao's 100,000-strong army crossed the river, he had to cross a single-plank bridge.

The single-plank bridge can only accommodate one person and is a two-......An army of 100,000 will always "walk" for ten days and half a month. By the day I was done, I couldn't listen to it. Since I was in elementary school, I've gradually become literate, and I've learned to read simple books.

Children's storybooks were my first friends, and I was fascinated by the characters, the animals. My world is filled with joy and yearning. In fairy tales, every wicked person gets his due retribution, and good people always get their wish.

As a result, I learned that in this world, good is rewarded for good, evil is rewarded for evil, and people should do more good deeds and be loving. As time went by, I began to read all kinds of extracurricular books, talking about life, science, and so on, and the most read was **. When I read the book "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", I remembered the story of Cao Cao's army crossing the single-plank bridge, which my father never finished, and I greedily held the heavy book in my hand and read it, forgetting everything around me.

Although I half-understood some of the lively scenes in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and became familiar with heroes such as Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei, I just couldn't find the story of Cao Cao's army crossing the single-plank bridge, and then I knew that it was a joke made by my father in the past. Now I can tell my dad a few authentic stories about the Three Kingdoms. Now in junior high school books are becoming more and more important in my life.

I can't live without books every day. Every day after school, I immediately plunged headlong into the world of books, each of which seemed to be an old friend I hadn't seen for a long time, and it gave me a very close feeling. Not only did it give me a fulfilling life, but it also gave me a keen discernment, a thinking mind, a wealth of emotions, and a variety of knowledge.

Time changed me.

I used to be a sad girl, and I always liked to reminisce about the past and think that the "present" was boring. Even if the past is fierce and miserable, it is better than the present, and he often jokingly calls himself a "pessimistic optimist", just like Xiao Si said that "youth is a bright sorrow".

I often hide in my memories, thinking about the lost beauty, and I don't dare to stick out my head, for fear of being taken away by the wind of reality. I'm always laughing and enjoying myself in front of my friends. But when I was back to being alone, I began to miss the scene just now, which was in the past, and although it was all in front of me, it was like a world away.

So I think I'm a hopeless kid and I'll probably remember it for the rest of my life. [Actually, it's okay to reminisce occasionally].

I also often tell myself that I can't always look back on the past, because everything in the past has become a distant memory. Invisible and untouchable, like a mirage, disappear and disappear. All I was left with was endless sadness and longing. But I just can't control myself.

Time passed little by little, and I was changing step by step. Of course, speed is not enough. My change process was hard and slow. I'm crawling step by step, and the turtle will reach the end.

When you are alone, try to avoid memories and try to think about happy things. Or find a lot of things to do for yourself, the time is crowded, there is no time to reminisce, and the past is naturally precipitated.

Slowly, slowly, start getting used to it. Get used to being alone without memories, not lonely, used to being happy and lively alone. Sometimes I reminisce about the past, but after all, there is a change, and even if the change is not big, I have worked hard and I am working hard now.

The number of memories slowly decreased, the sadness gradually disappeared, and some of the ethereal shadows were shattered, fragmented, and could not be put together into a complete picture of sad memories.

Now, finally, get rid of the sad memories. Memories, become sunny, become bright. I, become an optimist. No, it's as contradictory as Little Four. I, to meet my new self, to fight side by side with the future.

We have experienced the pain of loss, but we never regain the old dream of regret. Since the autumn leaves have long since melted into the land where we live, turning into the evergreen sweet milk that nourishes the tree of life, why bother to find that sentimental feeling. In the face of the never-ending pace of the wheel of time, immersing yourself in the past can only tilt the balance of the mind, and looking for the past can only pick up the dusty dream.

In the past, behind the flashing memories, there will be melancholy and regret. Time will change everything about people, and it will change everything about people. The wheel of time is constantly spinning, and so are people.