A junior high school excerpt of about 60 words, thank you

A person, how many people there are around him, how big the world is, what kind of people there are, what kind of world. The level of quality of these people determines your elegance and vulgarity, remoteness and shallowness, brightness and humility. In a word, the quality of others is the quality of your world.

In the natural landscape, no matter how far you go, you have to return to this group of people in the end. In other words, you will eventually come back to your own world. Hiking is a bathing of the soul, a different way to break through the spirit, and a natural vision to see the human world.

Linxi is quiet, visiting the grass and trees to be plain, climbing the height of the pole to know the size of the world, and knowing the size of the body in the vastness of oneself. In getting along with the landscape, I learned how to get along with the world in which I lived.

The weather in winter is cold, and I don't think many people like winter. However, in my heart, winter is colorful and warm.

The cold wind was howling, and the leaves on the trees had fallen away, leaving only the bare trunks. Sometimes, a few snowflakes flutter in the sky, and we are almost all flowers in the greenhouse, enjoying tranquility and happiness. However, behind our happiness is the hard work left by our parents.

Goose feathers danced in the sky as I walked alone on my way to school. The road is so long and bumpy. The cold wind blew mercilessly, leaving traces on my face, and the tree trunks on both sides of the road swayed in the wind, like the claws of the devil's hands.

Snow days, slippery roads. Soon, seeing many children in front of them, they were all escorted to school by their parents, they were afraid that their children would slip and fall, for fear that their children would be lonely in the wind. I can't help but envy them in my heart.

It's cold, it's cold. Before going out in the morning, I didn't think it was cold, and my mother asked me to get dressed, and I didn't wear it. Dressed in thin clothes, he ran out.

But I didn't expect it to be so cold. Now I think of a sentence: "If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you".

The wind went down my neck and into my clothes. As I walked, I heard a familiar voice, ah, it turned out to be Mom! He brought me clothes; It brought me warmth.

Suddenly, the wind stopped roaring, the snowflakes smiled and drifted down, and the trunks of the trees were chilling in the wind, like brave warriors.

I picked up my pace and was at school in a few moments.

Show your true feelings in the cold winter. Every winter, I don't feel the cold, because there is love. Love can melt glaciers, make people no longer lonely, and have motivation to do things.

Gradually, I fell in love with winter. Every year, we not only look forward to spring, but also look forward to the arrival of winter. As I grew up, I also learned to give love to others.

Love is mutual. In my mind, the taste of winter is a faint sweetness. - The Taste of Winter