Ask for three essays that high school students can appreciate and use in their essays

Faint Autumn Light", "Noon Gate Reminiscences" and "Xishan Hakka" are all Wang Zengqi's, very close to life and elegant.

There are many hermits in the West Mountain, a peerless name, and they only want to stick to their true selves. Live or take a break in the Bada Mountain Villa, be an idler, get up in the morning to climb the mountain, watch the sunset birds cast into the forest at dusk, spring flowers and autumn moons, rise and fall glory and disgrace, and have one mind, and then "the cold state and the eye, the voice of the camp and the body, the leisurely and empty and the god, the abyss and the quiet and the mind", indifferent and quiet, the heart is like Hong, not only abandon the hustle and bustle of the city, but also forget the image and see the nature, as if a small hidden in the wild. Or you can imagine the scene of the former emperors feasting and hunting, self-cultivation, reading the scriptures and reading history, and comprehending the great policies of governing the country, and experience the three flavors of the emperor's life, which is also a rare pleasure.

When you have a gap, you might as well go deeper into the mountains, with the feelings of Master Lu facing the wall, participate in Zen and prove the fruit, and listen to the true meaning of life with the attitude of freewheeling, joy, and fate, which is the highest state of life. - Xishan Hakka Words".

It's all in his collection of essays.

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Original: Every day, the sun rises and hangs high in the sky, bringing us warmth and light, so much so that we seem to ignore the existence of the sun in our daily lives. However, on that day, I truly felt the warmth and brilliance of the sun.

The annual school sports day was grandly opened, and students were actively signing up for various projects. When it came time for the men's 1,000-meter event, I signed up. I thought I was a good long-distance runner, but who knows...

3-2-1！"There was a bang, and I and the other athletes rushed out of the starting line. I was good in the first two laps, and I could keep up with others, but in the third lap, I was obviously exhausted, and my sweat fell straight down like a pearl with a broken thread.

I gritted my teeth and tried to persevere, but the excessive fatigue defeated my will, and I finally stopped and ended the whole process by walking.

When I returned to my class out of breath, I was greeted by indifferent faces. Then, some students scolded: "Hey, it's okay to sign up for the long-distance run?"

Any one of us in our class is better than you! The sun seemed to be obscured by dark clouds, and the wind howled, and I was cold and motionless, like a dead man.

Suddenly my friend Applejack came up to me, handed me a bottle of water, and gave me a hug, a warm hug, and he said to me, "It's not about success or not, it's just about whether you do your best; You've done your best, and there's nothing to say. Leave their words behind you, the light is waiting for you ahead!

Suddenly, the sun pierced through the thick clouds and shone on me, and a warm current warmed my whole body. I felt that Yangguan was like electricity, incomparably warm and incomparably brilliant.

Appreciation That day, a sunny day, so that the number now shines in my mind, and Xichang will not be forgotten for a long time.

Only when I feel depressed on a cloudy day will I feel that the sunshine is so good, only in a foreign country, I know that I am deeply attached to my motherland, if it wasn't for that day, I wouldn't know what a real friend is like, and I don't know when I can understand how important this friendship is to me. "The Beginning".

Mental activity: At that time, I wanted to get out of their surroundings quickly, I couldn't stand it, that kind of mocking language, at a deeper level, I was complaining about myself, the helplessness and self-denial from my heart, almost killed me, I even thought far away, I even asked myself, have I ever done a beautiful thing, why I am like this.

His short words, let me have mixed feelings, whether it was moved or whatever, I can't take care of it, I only know, for a moment I feel that I have been resurrected, I have found self-confidence again, the kind of courage that is not afraid of everything, but to be worthy of the heart, I think, I have figured it out, I no longer regret it, everything is worth it, and I know that there have always been people around to support me silently.

The sun was so dazzling that day that I still don't feel like that, and I know that the sun of that day is illuminated in my heart. "The End".

Appreciation is a shining hairpin.

You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery.

The people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.

The bright moon decorates your window.

You decorate other people's dreams.

Bian Zhilin. For as long as I can remember, I've been nicknamed "Freak," and from my own mother. Because I was frail and sickly since I was a child, I was short and sallow-complexion, and I was given such a sad nickname. For this reason, I rarely smile at home or at school, and I dare not walk with my head up.

In the middle of the night, I often felt sorry for myself: "Why is God so unfair, only giving me a weak body, and even my own mother rejects me." ”

The bleak days were like a long shadow dragging me towards junior high and high school. Due to low self-esteem, I rarely socialized with my classmates, and almost did not participate in club activities, all my time and pocket money were thrown into the stacks of books, and appreciating literature became the only refuge of my soul. Swimming in the sea of books is so uninhibited:

Swim with mermaids, fly with ugly ducklings, and talk to Jane Eyre ......While appreciating literary works, I also have my own princess dream in my heart, and my dream is so bright: in my dream I put on a crystal slipper.

It wasn't the crystal slippers that pulled me out of my dreams, but a sparkling hairpin.

It was raining that evening, and no one would come to the school to give me an umbrella anyway, so I just waited for the rain to stop, so I calmly looked at the ** by the window. I didn't know when it was dark and when the lights were on, until a hairpin was lightly pinned to my long bangs, I was shocked in my heart, looked up, and saw two bays of clear spring-like eyes talking: "How delicate is the little face, use the hairpin to pin the bangs in the future!"

For the first time in my life, someone complimented me. I don't know if it was because I was moved or shy, my eyes were moist, and then I smiled at the two springs. I found out that our Chinese teacher actually had a pair of talking eyes, but I didn't notice it before.

The mind was seen through at a glance: "Because, your long bangs cover your eyes, and you never look up at us," the teacher gently put his arm on my shoulder, "Actually, in addition to books, there are many beautiful scenery in life that are worth appreciating, but we must open the window of our hearts and raise our heads, and slowly discover and appreciate." ”

Since then, this hairpin has been with me every day, as if a teacher is accompanying me, adding a lot of warmth and courage to me. Gradually, I raised my head, which I had lowered for many years, and admired many things that were usually overlooked: in the yard, the small trees of my age grew so slim that they almost exceeded the roof of my house; Xiaoli next door has a very handsome boyfriend who looks like Korean star Jang Keun Suk; My mother's expression was one of surprise when she called me by my nickname; The school's ** publishes my essays; The Chinese teacher's daughter wears a beautiful hairpin, an exact same hairpin ...... as mine

Since then, my life has had a shining hairpin, and her name is appreciation.

It turns out that life is never far away, and love is not far away, but we close the window of the heart called "appreciation".

Learn to appreciate, open the window of your heart, and the world will be colorful.