The Shining Time of Life Essay 400

Wonderful Life Have a sincere heart, and the world will be full of landscapes.

- Inscription. I was full of ambition, I used to struggle, I used to sing about wine, I used to cry--- I grew up telling me that life is so colorful, don't forget to hold on to a true and kind heart to love life.

The fields in spring are a green landscape. The little green creatures are in rhythm with life, and they are singing a beautiful ode together. Everything is full of life towards the sun, they laugh, they sing, they grow happily in green hope, whenever I see this, I seem to feel a strong vitality, a green hope.

The evening sunset is a red landscape. "The sunset is infinitely better, why just near dusk? "The sunset is a magnificent landscape, and when you quietly bathe in the slanting light of the sunset, you will feel that it is a kind of enjoyment, a kind of spiritual baptism.

The whole sky was filled with a soft color, so gentle, so magnificent. Will you realize the pleasure of "the sun sets, the heartbroken people are on the edge of the sky, or often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, intoxicated and do not know the way back"?

The wheat fields in autumn are a yellow landscape. When the autumn weather is crisp, when you stand in front of the wheat field, you will feel a burst of joy and relief from your heart. Mai Miao will tell you that happiness is a process from hard work to harvest, and happiness is from the hard crust to the beautiful maturity.

The farmer will tell you that this golden wheat field is their greatest gratification, whether it was the scorching sun or facing the loess with their backs to the sky, in the face of today's harvest, everything has been rewarded.

The spring drizzle is a transparent landscape. One afternoon in spring, quietly snuggling in front of the window, feeling the strings of notes beating in the spring rain, the spring rain is like a small crystal, gently floating on the colorful earth, they play with the fish in the water, kiss the flowers of the wind, and dance with the small saplings. Spring Rain is a group of lively elves, they are transparent without a trace of impurities, they happily swim with nature.

Seeing this pure and transparent scenery, how can my heart not be moved?

Believe it, love life with a sincere heart, and you will find that the world is so beautiful, and the scenery that nature has given you is so colorful.

It's easy to focus on psychological descriptions, interspersed with a little hardship of the past or something. Is 400 words 400?

During the May Day holiday, my father and aunt made an appointment to go to Qibao Ancient Town to play. After a bumpy ride, we finally arrived at our destination.

Walking into a long shop street, all the antique facades are selling some handicrafts, trinkets, jade and jade. The whole building complex has white walls and black tiles, which is completely in the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties. Out of the shop street, there is a large open field in the middle, next to a crooked river, and a stone arch bridge spans it.

We walked up to the small bridge, only to see the smoke and waves on both sides of the river, the willows fluttering, and several small boats fluttering in front of ......

When you get off the bridge, you will find a famous snack street. My aunt happily bought begonia cake, crab shell yellow and stinky tofu. Begonia cake is sweet and delicious, quite distinctive, stinky tofu is still the taste of the usual food, for other delicious food that has not been tasted, I took a bite of each and "saved" to my father.

Looking at the bustling tourists and the variety of snacks, everyone unconsciously became excited ......Walk all the way, eat all the way, prick meat, duck treasure, all of this, all to my stomach to report again. It was past noon, and everyone couldn't wait to go to Qibao Old Restaurant, and after waiting for an hour to return to Hu, my sister and I finally tasted the famous white-cut mutton and fish head casserole.

After eating, walk a hundred steps and live to ninety-nine. We walked along the creek to soothe our bulging stomach. By the river, there are ...... painters, fortune tellers, and dog skin plastersThe hawkers' shouts came and went.

Time passed in a hurry, and we reluctantly left this beautiful ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Today, after studying the article "The Oath of the Land", the teacher asked us to imagine the scene of graduation day with the attachment to the campus, the teacher and the classmates.

Here's what I said: Life is like a March flower, the flower blooms only once, but it takes a long time to bloom most beautifully. Standing in front of the school's gate, holding the graduation certificate in both hands, staring at the lotus flowers quietly blooming in June.

Looking back suddenly, the ordinary and unforgettable scenes of the past are reproduced in front of my eyes: the unforgettable friendship of the classmates and the warm smiles, the figure of the teacher hurrying across the campus and the white hair raised in the wind, the campus for three years as a day of shelter from the wind and rain and the flowers planted for us to smell the fresh air......It's like a beautiful dream, but it's so real. It is my happiness to spend such a wonderful time with such teachers and classmates on such a campus.

I have now passed another important period of flower growth, and a tender green leaf has stretched out for the brilliance of my flower. Thanks to my classmates, I will not go through the process of growing up alone; Thanks to the teacher, I can taste the sweet fragrance of knowledge rain and dew; Thanks to my alma mater, I am one step closer to the blossoming of life! I will repay it with brilliant splendor!

I look forward to the blossoming of the flowers of my life. I believe that it will be a moment that I will never forget in my life, and I also believe that my shining light will have a unique ...... that has never been seen before or since

With a classic quote or poem that the teacher has never read, he must think it is very good, because he doesn't even know it.

The origin and early development of mathematics: Mathematics, like other branches of science, is a kind of intellectual accumulation developed through human social practice and production activities under certain social conditions Its main content reflects the quantitative relations and spatial forms of the real world, as well as their relationships and structures This can be confirmed from the origin of mathematics The Nile River in ancient Africa, the Tigris River and the Euphrates River in West Asia, the Indus River and the Ganges River in Central and South Asia, and the Yellow River and Yangtze River in East Asia are the birthplaces of mathematics Due to the needs of agricultural production, the ancestors of the prototype in these areas have accumulated rich experience in long-term practical activities such as flood control and irrigation, measuring the area of fields, calculating the volume of warehouses, calculating the Lidan lead filial piety method suitable for agricultural production, and related wealth calculation and product exchange, and gradually formed the corresponding technical knowledge and related mathematical knowledge

Write about people or things that you are familiar with, and it is best to write about the shortcomings and shortcomings of the field, highlighting the theme of "shining", and you should be able to dig up the sparkle in the material, and how it illuminates some of your views on life.