Essay on erotic taste, essay on the topic of eroticism

What I see, I extinguish, I disappear, remember, I stand at the end of the cape. Hear the soil sprouting.

Waiting for the other side to ......

Maybe it's the flower of life that everyone guards all their lives, maybe it's the passionate sunflowers in Van Gogh's paintings, maybe it's the bright fireworks ...... that light up the night sky for a momentBut flowers are always on the other side of life! Always waiting for our arrival, waiting for the flowers to bloom, waiting for the ......

So, we call it the other side flower.

Kafka once devised four endings for the bound Prometheus: hidden in stone, forgotten, or ......But there is an ending he didn't design: Prometheus steals the fire for humanity, and flowers bloom on the earth.

When it was pecked at its liver by the condor, I thought his heart was happy and his life was complete, because they could hear the sound of the flowers blooming!

I think this is the true meaning of life, for the moment when the flowers bloom. However, our life is not as full of legends as Zeng Rometheus, with a strong depiction of the other side of the earth, human life still carries the soul, the soul needs to be exported, so it is destined to not be perfect. Therefore, when we cross the height of life, let the soul fly and listen to the sound of the blossoming ......

In the face of the rising sun, the flock of birds, and the infinite sea, we sigh at the beauty of life and the kindness of the Creator.

While supporting the old man who is already in the twilight of the sunset, holding the newborn pure baby, and celebrating at the knees of my parents, I also sigh at the preciousness of human affection.

In the face of decades of ups and downs, in front of the loving partners who have gone through the course of life hand in hand, we sigh at the holiness and steadfastness of love ......

When our souls have the best emotions in the world, life quietly sprouts. The flower blooms in our eyes, and we engrave it deeply in our hearts, slowly exuding a faint fragrance, tightly pulling the heartstrings, and we turn around: the angel of love stands on the branches, watching the flowers on the other side of our hearts bloom ......

Because the flowers bloom, they are happy, and because they are happy, life is valuable. For the sake of life, we look for love, look for the beautiful emotions of human beings, and wait for the sound of flowers to ......

In the face of life, flowers bloom on the other side.

It's actually very simple, the main thing you have to get to the point.

After a fun art lesson.

This semester, we are going to guide students to carry out a series of activities to write essays, that is, to let students observe in activities, think in observation, and write after thinking. We look forward to stimulating students' interest in homework through a series of interesting activities, and gradually developing a good habit of being diligent in observation and good at writing.

For the first time we wrote an essay, the title we set was "An Interesting Art Lesson", because we saw that before the art class, the students prepared ink, newspapers, small buckets, etc., and every student was so excited. We feel that students must have something to write about.

The essay was assigned after the students had taken the perfection art class, and there was no conscious observation in the three classes. When we received the students' "Exploration Base" on the second day, we found that the students generally wrote very realistically.

After reading the students' essays, I knew that this art class has several major links: pre-class preparation, teacher explanation, self-experience, and work exhibition evaluation. In these links, the students wrote the most detailed content of the teacher's explanation, and the pre-class preparation part was more detailed, but the self-experience and work exhibition evaluation part were generally skipped.

In the diaries of the students, about one-fifth of them describe their moods and about one-third of them describe their actions.

Why do so few students write about how they feel when they paint ink paintings? It turned out that some students felt that the number of words in the essay was long enough, so they omitted the most critical content. Some students felt that they had not drawn well, so they also deleted this most critical content.

It seems that just with life, students still can't write excellent assignments. Because they lack emotional involvement in the activity, the article is written like a running account. Because their diary has a mission perspective, it's long, but it's not exciting.

In the three classes, only a few students wrote about how they felt when they painted. For example, Qu Lingke, a student from Class 3, wrote about his unique mood when he painted. When the teacher asked the students to practice on their own, I was so excited that I accidentally dropped a drop of ink on my face, and when I wiped it with my hand, it turned out to be a big flower face, like a little flower cat.

It seems that the portrayal of details is the weak link of students' assignments, and guidance should be strengthened for this key point, and strive to make every student's assignments flesh and blood. In addition, attention should be paid to the education of students, so that students can devote themselves to life every day with enthusiasm. Emotion is the soul of an article, and a student who does not have a deep emotional experience cannot write a good article.

The joy of life lies in discovery, so I carried my camera to find the joy in life.

In the alley] This is a place where the interest appears. "Dad, why are we going to pick up grandma? A childish voice came to my ears.

Oh, grandma is daddy's mom, why do you want to pick it up? "I see, the teacher said that you should respect your elders. "Yes, Daddy's son has grown up?

Dad excitedly picked up his son and turned around twice, and I raised my camera and took the first photo of "New Social Fashion".

Out of the alley, to the center of the city, where the crowd was bustling, I went around the platform and sat down there. A young mom walked in front of me holding her bouncing son's hand. Suddenly, the son broke free of his mother's hand, picked up a piece of advertising paper lying flat on the ground, and threw it into the trash.

The son turned around and rushed to his mother, who excitedly opened her arms and hugged her son with a big smile. I held up my camera and took a second picture of "New Fashions in Society".

It is not difficult to find the tastes in life, they exist in society, dotted with stars, shining in people's hearts.

Having sat enough, I went headlong into the store again. The waiters standing at the counter greet you with a smile, and they keep smiling to introduce you to the products and see you off with the same smile. I stood there for a long time, and finally remembered that I had taken a picture of an "eternal smile" with my camera.

On the way home] Twilight is getting thicker, but the afterglow of the sun is still shining on the earth. On the way, I took one "eternal smile" after another: the satisfied smile of the parents returning from work, the relaxed smile of the students when they came back from school, and the warm smile and cheerful laughter ......One smiling face after another in life, one highlight after another in life.

On that day, I discovered a lot of joy in life, and I sat in front of the window and savored it. In fact, the fun in life is everywhere, as long as you are good at discovering, there will be flashes of interest in a smile, they bring you not a momentary flash, but a permanent memory....