Semi propositional essay! Mine , hurry, hurry, 20

My time. Every morning, I calmly spread myself out of a blank sheet of paper, waiting for the sun to splash ink into my soul; Every night, I empty myself and add wind, stars, fireflies, ...... to itIn short, try to add everything poetic. I just want to remind myself, know myself, and be myself in my time.

I knew exactly what I was looking for, what kind of life I wanted. Some people say that people who look at skyscrapers are actually looking at their own happiness. I'm not, my happiness isn't that high.

My happiness is down to the dust.

There are countless successful people in the world, who have a halo on their heads, which is enviable, and countless admirers and imitators follow them. However, is that what you want? Life is not about copying someone else's success, it's about being yourself.

Some people's happiness is like a waterfall or a torrent, and some people's happiness is like a trickling stream.

Flocks of pigeons on the eaves and flowers in the yard. Your favorite puppy, even if you punch him in the face when he barks, he still likes to snuggle you to sleep quietly. There is also the moon that is not disturbed, and the dew that can be drunk ......All this is what I am anxious to express to you, my quiet happiness, my true self.

What do we lose in such a high-speed rotation time, and what do we pick up? Look at the people hurrying through the suffocating reinforced concrete structures. Looking at the star chasers who chase behind the backs of celebrities, and the people who blindly imitate the path of copying the successes, ......Their eyes are full of fame and fortune but they have lost the blue sky, and their ears are full of sycophants but they have lost the song of birds.

They have lost themselves and lost themselves in other people's paths and times.

In my time, I'm going to be myself, chasing my little happiness that sinks into the dust.

I often took my backpack and hiked in the nearby mountains, and in nature, I found myself. When the dense foliage obscures the afternoon sun, one or two of them are deliberately missed and hit the damp ground; When the first leaves of the late autumn swayed down in front of me, with a sorrow that wanted to speak and stopped, when the south wind swept my hair ...... with the refreshing earthy fragranceAt this moment, time passes bit by bit in the outside world, but it seems to have nothing to do with me, because I have found my own time. I found my own happiness.

I can talk to myself openly ......

In my time, I just want to be myself, I just want to be like a child, gleefully expounding my simple thoughts in front of you. On my own path, in the happiness of being true to myself, be myself, like the sunny fly by the water.

Singing and dancing in the wind.

My first time is very well written.

I'll give you a sample essay first:

It turned out that I was also very happy.

Happiness can be varied, the existence of happiness is to make people feel that there is warmth around the world, but the meaning of happiness is not only this, people can find the happiness of reflection in frustration, the happiness of hope in difficulties, and the happiness of life in adversity.

How was your study today? "As soon as I got home, I heard my mother's endless nagging. A busy day of study has made my head bigger, and I have to listen to this nagging when I go home, and my head is about to burst!

Every day I have to sigh that this kind of life is so miserable as a student, there is no life and freedom of our own, what is the meaning of our life. My parents always taught me to think of learning as a happy thing, and like this, how can I be happy! It's too late to cry!

Whenever I go for a walk with my parents, I always hope that this is a good opportunity to relax and unwind, but students are always inseparable from learning, and even the topic of conversation when walking with my parents is also learning, I always try to turn the topic elsewhere, hoping that I will not cause a generation gap with my parents because of learning. I talked about my favorite celebrities, interesting stories about school, teachers and classmates, but the topic went around for a long time, and I still kept going back to studying, and even in serious cases, it was equivalent to hitting myself in the foot - asking for hardship. They said:

Don't study, think about these messy things all day long, what a star, what's the use, it's true to study hard! "I was speechless and considered myself the most miserable person in the world. When I saw a happy family walking in front of me, they were holding hands with each other and talking about their favorite topics, no worries, no studying, no nagging.

I always wondered why I was so miserable. Why can't I feel happiness?

Overcoming difficulties and overcoming setbacks, isn't this happiness?

Isn't it happiness to have success and say goodbye to failure?

The love of parents and the care of classmates, isn't this happiness?

Yes, these are all happiness that we don't notice.

Happiness is a cup of tea given to you by your parents, and a praising glance from your teacher. Happiness is a cheer you give to others, a tolerance you give to others. Happiness is actually all around me, and I want to cherish it.

Topic: It turns out that I am also very brave.

It turns out that I'm also smart.

It turns out that I am also outstanding.

It turned out that I was also strong.

It turns out that I'm also great.

It turns out that I am also very happy.

It turns out that I am also very capable.

In the long river of my memory, there are countless past events, joy, sadness, surprise, ridiculous ......They are like delicate shells, treasured in my mind, if I want to say the most full of childhood joy and fun shells, that is this ......

It was a summer day, the warm breeze of the summer day caressed everything, and from time to time there was a crisp and pleasant sound of insects around me, I got up early, walked alone in the woods, humming the nursery rhymes I had just learned, and gradually became one with nature.

Suddenly, there was a rhythmic chirp in my ears, and I stopped singing, held my breath, and listened intently, and the cry gradually became clear. "Got it, got it...... got it"Ahh It turned out that the cicadas were singing!

A few days ago, Brother Zhang of the neighbor's house caught several cicadas, which were small and cute, and I still didn't want to let go after a long time. So, I ran home, got all the tools ready, and hopped back into the woods.

At this time, the woods seem so quiet, and the melodious chirping of cicadas adds a bit of elegance to this. I took a silent step, lurking under the tree.

I have long heard that cicadas are very alert, and if they hear the slightest disturbance, they will run away. Sure enough, I hugged the trunk of the tree and rose vertically and vertically, but the bamboo pole accidentally rubbed the leaves, and the cicadas had already flown away without a trace.

This time, I was more careful, gently and quietly climbed up the tree, just as the cicada was enjoying the sun and breeze, I quickly stretched out the bamboo pole, because of the sugar juice and became sticky gluten just touched the cicada, it firmly stuck to it, no matter how it struggled, it could not escape, just like that, a small and cute cicada came to my hand.

Ah, this is still a cicada that has just molted! With soft thin wings, an incomparably delicate body, and black pearl-like eyes, he is simply a living elf! I held it in my hand and couldn't help but sing happily again: "On the banyan tree by the pond, I know that the summer ...... is crying loudly."”

It's been a long time since this incident, but I still remember it vividly, and whenever I think of that scene, I always smile knowingly.

I want to say to you.

Yesterday, in the afternoon, my mother said that she was coming back from Hainan, and I was very happy. But at eleven o'clock, I didn't see my mother come back. But it makes me anxious!

At this moment, my mother returned, and my hanging heart finally fell. It was eleven forty-six, and I was so tired that I went to sleep.

In the morning, when I was at school, I asked my mom to buy me a watch, and my mom agreed, and I left. In the evening, when I got home, there was no one at home. I went to call my mother, and it broke my heart.

Mom was just buying things for herself, and by eight o'clock Mom hadn't come back yet. I'm thinking, the exam is going to be tomorrow, and the whole class has a watch, but I don't have it, what should I do with the exam? I've been thinking:

Mom, what's wrong with you?

Mom, I don't blame you, it doesn't matter if I don't have a watch. I just wanted to talk to you. Mom, you know what, we only have a short eighteen days a year, and I can't say enough to say to you.

You finally came back today, but you went to buy your own clothes again, how can I tell you!

Mom, you know what? Every time I see someone else's child picked up by his mother, that child is so happy. What about me!

Mom and Dad are not at home, I am so lonely, I really want to find someone to talk to. Whenever I see a child going out to play, the parents are with him. What about me! Walking alone on the street, I'm so lonely!

Mom, is it so hard for me to talk to you? At the parent-teacher conference, my parents as the class leader didn't come, I was so uncomfortable! Looking at other people's children, talking and laughing with parents, who should I talk to? Mom, I want to cry, me.

I want to cry. Why are others happy and happy without parents? I have parents who are not happy, what about happiness?

Mom, you've disappointed me! How can you only think about yourself and not others! When you get home, you don't want to see me, you just want to buy yourself clothes.

I am your son! Isn't it more important for you to buy clothes than to see me and talk to me? Do you only have money in your eyes, and we should not be money, so you ignore us.

How I wish I were the one with that money, then I could be with my mother!

There is only a mother in the world, and a mother's child is like a treasure, thrown into the arms of his mother, and he is happy to find? Ah, it's good to have a mother's child!

I want to fly.

I want to go home.

I really want to be independent.

Tomorrow, I'm more mature.

Looking forward to it, looking forward to the arrival of tomorrow; Fantasizing, fantasizing about another me tomorrow.

Will tomorrow's world be colorful or boring? What kind of person will I be tomorrow? Is it an ignorant girl, or a little girl who hasn't changed at all, or will she become a more mature girl?

Tomorrow, I will be more mature.

Tomorrow I will be more mature. Tomorrow, I know better that when I go home every Friday, I have to take care of my younger siblings on the way, and when I meet an elderly person who needs help, I have to take the initiative to lend a hand. When I get home, I don't fight with my younger siblings anymore because of the TV and their fights.

When I was at home, I would take the initiative to do housework with my mother, share a small part of the heavy work for my mother, and sit at home all day watching TV and doing nothing. When Mom and Dad come back from work, they wipe the sweat off their faces and make them a cup of hot tea. When my mother scolded herself, she understood her intentions and didn't talk back to her; When the father beats himself, he understands that "it hits the children, and it hurts in the hearts of the parents", which is the parents who "hate iron but not steel"!

When I came on Sunday, I understood my mother's mood of "worrying about my mother's journey", and I no longer said that my mother was nagging, no longer annoying her, and followed her advice.

In school, you can study hard, listen attentively in class, do not doze off, and truly understand the meaning of "an inch of time is an inch of gold, and an inch of gold is difficult to buy an inch of time". While others are doing their homework, I am doing it; I'm reading while others are reading; When others were memorizing words, I was also memorizing them one by one. When the teacher asks us to do our homework, I will no longer think that the teacher is deliberately correcting us, and when I do something wrong, the teacher will teach me, and there will be no more hatred in my heart, and I will thank the teacher for guiding me in a bright direction with a grateful heart.

When students need help, I want to lend a helping hand generously. When my classmates misunderstand me, I will understand them with a tolerant heart and do not have disputes with them.

Tomorrow is beautiful, and every tomorrow is worth looking forward to. Tomorrow, everyone will be different, but tomorrow I will be more mature.

Love is a meter of sunshine in front of the door (please narrate two pieces: mom gets up early and makes breakfast in the morning, pay attention to the portrait of the person; At night, my mother waited for me to come home under the street lamp. With "love, I can see a meter of sunshine in front of my heart in an instant, which is my mother's smile, my mother's care, and my mother's warmth." "End)

Love gives me the sunshine of life (please imitate the above).

An angel's smile (Grandma said that everyone has an angel who guards themselves, I think my angel is Mom.) Ibid. In the end, it was changed to my mother being my angel, and she gave me the source of life, love.

Love makes me see a meter of sunshine in front of my heart in an instant, which is my mother's smile, my mother's care, and my mother's warmth. ”）

That day, I was moved. (Because of my busy study life, I never cared about my mother.) Ibid.

That morning I noticed her new gray hair and wrinkles. That night I saw her long messy hair and red face in the wind. In the end, love touched me, "Love made me see a meter of sunshine in front of my heart in an instant, which was my mother's smile, my mother's care, and my mother's warmth."

Reading allows me to see a meter of sunshine in front of my heart (reading "Childhood" or "My Mother" Because of my busy study life, I have never cared about my mother. Ibid. That morning I noticed her new gray hair and wrinkles.

That night I saw her long messy hair and red face in the wind. In the end, love touched me, "Love made me see a meter of sunshine in front of my heart in an instant, which was my mother's smile, my mother's care, and my mother's warmth." ”）

That layer of "My Mother" that touched me was really interesting (ibid.).

Your smile makes me remember you (the smile of a stranger gives warmth: the smile of the strong girl rescued by Wenchuan ** gives people comfort...) Smiles have different meanings, which can bring people different spiritual shocks. Please laugh at life. ）

What will not change is maternal love (same as the first part).

The warmth around me (same as the first part).