Essay Title: Start with your heart and start with your heart

This one is mainly in a narrative style.

The color of autumn was praised by the ancients. Although it is sad and decadent, this incomplete autumn is very charming, which makes me have endless feelings.

When we talk about autumn, we have to start with its colors. When autumn arrives, the original green leaves turn yellow, and the yellow leaves are crumbling on the trees, and under the light of the afternoon sun, they become golden and dazzling. At night, without the company of the stars and the moon, it hides in the darkness, without meeting anyone, as if waiting for something.

The moonlight is still there occasionally, giving the remnants of a glow and making them dazzling. For such a scene, many people are very sad: pity these green leaves, but this autumn has sucked away their essence, and only the body remains.

No matter how bright it is, it's just a momentary beauty. However, I thought this kind of autumn was very charming, and I gradually fell in love with this incomplete autumn, this incomplete beauty.

Walking under the plane tree, the fallen leaves floated in front of me, I reached out and grabbed a residual leaf, and sighed: "The departure of the leaves is not the call of the wind, but the abandonment of the tree!" "In this abandonment, I appreciate the beauty of this incompleteness.

When you step on these fallen leaves, it will be silent again, and it will not want to confide in me about its loneliness, but I can feel it. Leaving may also be a relief, and living on a disabled day will also find loneliness and uniqueness.

On campus, gradually, there was no longer the sound of birds, which seemed to create an environment for us to study, and I did not linger on the song, but stopped to listen to the rustling of fallen leaves. I like the feeling that it takes me into another realm, collecting the remnants of this Rona and feeling laid-back.

The autumn in my heart is indescribable. In the autumn days, I had such a happy life. This mutilated autumn is a little sad, but it keeps me, a hurried passer-by, wandering in this mutilated beauty, and living so happily.

Set out with my brave heart.

People – on a long and thorny road, it takes courage to go on. A person - on the lonely and unknown road, it takes great courage and confidence to start moving forward. Just have a brave heart.

Darkness, loneliness, those things that are intimidating, what are you afraid of? What are the things that make people disorient?

On a silent night, the mysterious sky seemed to be a soft dark blue satin, enveloping the earth like nothingness. The seemingly brilliant sporadic splendor shone slightly, like sparkling diamonds inlaid with satin. Secluded and quiet, there is not a trace of noise, only a gentle breeze sweeping through the quiet night, accompanied by the ...... of falling cicadas

I took a light step, which seemed so cautious, and what I saw in front of me was an endless stretch of pitch-black paths, a silent world. I retracted my steps and continued to stare blankly at the unknown and confused path. I hesitated: to go, or not to go?

The fear of my heart still trapped me here, like a solid cage, either out of it or in it. The inner choice struggles on this line, and it uses its last glimmer of hope and strength to ask me: what should I do?

Do you want to go or not? Can you give me an answer?

I just looked up at the bits and pieces of stars in the sky, looking for the brightest star in the sky through the window of my mind, as if I could draw strength from the faint light. Even if they're so bleak.

What about the bleakness? No matter how dark we are, we are still a kind of strength, a kind of light, and a kind of hope! The words of the breeze mixed with the stars were passed to me.

I instantly realized why the stars could continue to shine in such darkness. Thinking that they have their own value, have their own meaning, since it is a star, we must strive to make ourselves shine, make the best of themselves, even if the light is not strong, but together, it is an eternal and beautiful galaxy, as long as you grasp yourself, it is enough. Does each of them have a brave and strong heart?

The stars can guard the earth and shine on the earth every same night, and I just walk at night like this, why not? Shouldn't I also have the courage to shine my own light?

I take one step and one step at a time. The brave heart seems to have burned, it is glowing, taking away the fear and coldness in the heart, and bringing warmth. It illuminates the road ahead of me, and also illuminates the road of my life, so that I can walk along this road with this brave heart.