Essay on loving life of more than 300 words

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Life is small, like a grain of golden sand in the sea; Life is great, just like the tall pines on Mount Tai. Our parents gave us this beautiful thing of life, it is very precious, it belongs to us only once. We live in this world, and we encounter a lot of suffering.

Some people fall in the face of suffering, and some people easily give up their lives in the face of no suffering at all.

At one of the discussions, a well-known orator strode up to the podium, holding a bill in his hand. He faced the 200 people in the room and asked"Does anyone want that $20?

One by one, the hands were raised. He went on to say:"I'm going to give the $20 to one of you, but until then, allow me to do one thing.

He crumpled the bill and asked"Who wants more? "Hands were still raised.

And he said:"So, what if I did? "

He threw the bill to the ground, stepped on another foot, and stepped on it with his foot. Then he picked up the bill, which was dirty and crumpled.

Who wants it now? "Someone still raised their hands.

Reading this article, I had a deep sense that no matter what the orator did with that bill, people still wanted it because it wasn't dirty, wrinkled, and it was still worth $20. On the road of life, we will be struck down by failures or setbacks that we encounter countless times. However, we should believe that our lives, like the $20, will never lose their value, and we should cherish our lives as priceless treasures forever.

In school, we often see such a scene, in the corridor, several classmates are rampage, not caring about the classmates around them at all; In front of the railing, some students stood on tiptoe, and even climbed on the railing, looking down curiously; On the stairs, a classmate did not go downstairs, but sat on the handrail and slid down ......

Whenever I see such a scene, my heart beats like a little rabbit. Have these students ever thought about the consequences of such behavior? Once the classmates running in the corridor collide, they often have blue noses and swollen faces, and their heads are broken and bleeding; Once a classmate on the railing falls, the consequences are sad; If you slide down from the handrail, as long as you don't pay attention to it, you will fall, resulting in fractures and brain ......Human life is fragile, and once something happens to life, it will leave permanent scars; Once a healthy body is lost, it can never be recovered.

Our life is to cherish, to love, to love the family, to love the country, to love the world, and we must not give up our lives easily because of a little difficulty.

Zhong Hanliang, I want to be with you.

What is life I probably wouldn't have thought about it a few years ago. As I grew up and gained more knowledge, I gradually understood that life is small, just like a grain of golden sand in the sea, which is not at all inconspicuous; Life is also great, like a bright pearl of the night, incomparably precious.

Therefore, we are to love life.

Speaking of life, I have to mention my mother. Because my parents gave me my life. But Mom is a strange person.

In my approach to education, I was always different: whenever I accidentally broke or broke somewhere in my body while trying to play, I had to apologize to my mother. It's a habit that I cultivated from a young age.

At first I was reluctant, but when I experienced what happened a few days ago, I realized it deeply.

It was an afternoon without classes, and I was happily walking on the way to the "small dining table" when suddenly a classmate ran up from behind me, tapped me on the shoulder, and called my name. I thought he was teasing me, so I didn't hesitate to chase him and "salute" him without thinking. Then the two of us went hand-to-hand, punching and kicking each other.

When we arrived at the "small dining table", we did not "stop fighting", he picked up the "water gun", and I picked up the water bottle ......Neither of us listened to my aunt's dissuasion and preaching. Just as I was picking up something, the water bottle in the other person's hand slammed into my head. Something unexpected happened, the bottle full of water combined with too much force fell on my head, and the blood flowed down my forehead like water that had opened the floodgates.

We were both terrified, and everyone present was stunned. I clutched my bleeding head, terrified. Because I had never seen anyone shed so much blood, I thought childishly at the time

I'm done now. "Get to the hospital!" "I don't know who broke the terrible silence.

I was taken to the hospital by my classmates' parents and aunt, and the doctor stitched my wound. It's an injection, it's a medicine, and it's a CT. It was originally a quiet noon, but it was made a mess.

I regret it very much, if we could have controlled it a little bit at the time, if we had listened to the dissuasion of the adults, if only we had ......Now my mother will definitely not be able to work with peace of mind.

When my mom saw me after work, I was already bandaged like a seriously wounded soldier who had just come down from the battlefield. Seeing my mother's concerned eyes and listening to her serious words, I lowered my head in shame and said from the bottom of my heart more than every time: "Mom, I'm sorry!" ”

Through this incident, I deeply understood the fragility of life, which is as fragile as thin ice, and also made me understand that we should love it as we love our eyes. Only in this way can we love our family, our country, and the world! Love life, let us use our short life to try to paint a gorgeous and colorful picture!

In the world, many animals and plants love life, even a small ant.

One day, I was playing with toys on the coffee table at home. Suddenly, I saw a small ant crawling on the coffee table. I had a bad idea:

Throw the ant into the water bottle to make a whirlpool, and it will definitely drown. So, I found a mineral water bottle. When I was about to catch an ant, I thought, what if I accidentally scratch it hard?

I figured out a way to get a small piece of paper for the ants to climb up on their own, and then fell into the water bottle. Sure enough, I succeeded, and the ant fell into the water bottle. I started doing whirlpools.

I rotated my right hand hard, and a big whirlpool was made, and I made several whirlpools in a row, and when I saw the ants spinning around in the bottle, I shook the bottle again, opened the cap, and used chopsticks to get the ants out and put them on the coffee table. At first, the ant was motionless, and I thought it was dead. Unexpectedly, after a while, it moved slowly, and it didn't die!

And it didn't take long for it to be as energetic as before, as if nothing had happened, running around on the coffee table. I thought it was strange, so I put it in the bottle again, shook it for a long time, and swirled many times. I guess it's dead now.

Who knows, after releasing the ant, it is not dead, and it can still crawl around. Ants, such inconspicuous insects, have such tenacious lives. I was touched by its life-loving spirit and couldn't help but let it go.

I also decided that I would never harm insects, including ants, again, because they also have their lives.

Little ants cherish their lives so much and don't waste their lives in vain, so what about us humans? Why can't it be like ants? Why do some people waste their lives to sin?

I decided that I must cherish life. There is only one life, and if it is gone, it is gone.

I don't think about whether I can succeed or not.

Since you have chosen the distance.

Just take care of the wind and rain.

I don't think about whether I can win love.

Since I love roses.

and be brave enough to confide in sincerity.

I don't think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me.

Since the goal is the horizon, all that is left for the world is the back.

I don't think about whether the future is flat or muddy.

Just love life.

Everything is expected.

Essays, well, writing by yourself is the best.

The above is a good poem.

Hope it helps.