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I feel that the first article is too difficult, and I am still in contact with civil defense for the first time. You can take a look at this by synthesizing some information.
The second thing about the city memory is that you can write about the development of the city, the changes of the city, and you can also write about your memory of the city.
You can also write that the city has a memory, from the time when its resources were plundered, when the environment was destroyed, and now the environmental climate problem is that he is returning the pain of his memory to humanity.
Hope you succeed!!
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City memory, ah......Okay in Shanghai.
But why can't you send it in......
Give me an email address for the web version.
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How many points do you add? I'm typing on my phone. Yo, the sophomore of high school.
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I discovered the truth of stones.
Tweet, tweet, tweet......”
The birds on the branches kept calling, and the blinding sunlight sprinkled on the ground sporadically. It's warm!
The weather was so good, and I should have been in a good mood, but the dancing red bar kept hitting my heart. It hurts!
Sitting on the grass and looking at the lake opposite, I couldn't calm down for a long time. I don't admit that I've lost, but I have to admit that in my new position, it hurts to fall. Wrath!
I walked to the lake, grabbed the rocks and threw them into the lake. "Boom! "The stone by the lake didn't wonder why I threw it and sank into the water on its own.
How I wish it could float. Then the world is turned upside down! Unfortunately, it can't hear the cry of my heart.
I didn't take it away, and kept throwing it, and the stone ignored my anger, as if to laugh at me. Damn it! One by one, the stones fell into the water, but the ripples spread in circles, and it seemed that my mood was much soothed.
I sat stupidly by the lake, looking at the stones in the water, and then at the stones on the shore, and seemed to think of something. I reached out and fished out the stones from the lake and placed them on the shore. "It's a little different.
The stones in the water are wet, the color becomes darker, put them in the palm of your hand, the stones in the water are cold, and the stones on the shore are warm. When it was put back into the water, the stone still sank into the water, and for a long time, it remained motionless at the bottom of the lake. The stones on the shore looked at their companions and did not move.
Yes, it is by nature that stones are not moving.
I suddenly understood, am I a stone in the water? The stone in the water, the position of the tung nao has changed, but it is still unmoving, it is just cooler and wetter than the stone on the shore. People are not like this, different circumstances, the true colors remain the same, what changes is the mentality.
Only the firmness of the stone, standing in the midst of difficulties, just like the stones in the water, can make the difficulties leave you. And it's not about floating in the water, letting difficulties take you away, or even holding you by the nose, which will make you dizzy and don't know where to go.
In the water, the stone remained motionless. The lake has long since calmed down. On the shore, the wet stones, baked by the sun, were restored to their original state, restored to their life, and continued their original life. I rejoice that I have discovered the truth hidden in the stone!
Twitter, rotten brother tweet.
The birds bask in the bright sunshine and chirp happily ......
I also walked home with easy steps ......
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Beauty is ordinary and rare. Sometimes, she will appear in front of you inadvertently; Sometimes, she needs your heart to capture. It's spring, and everything is so beautiful.
The earth awakens, the grass and trees sprout branches and sails, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, let's go green. Along the way, the grass is green, the flowers are colorful, and even the bees and butterflies come out to move their muscles. A slight spring breeze blows, and the grass and flowers on the roadside dance gently, laughing and singing in the breeze.
I couldn't help but shudder, what touched me?
It's beauty. I found beauty. She doesn't have to be so dazzling, nor is she necessarily very extravagant, in fact, she usually behaves as a kind of simplicity and ordinariness, which you need to experience with your heart.
For example, these dotted grass and flowers have survived the harsh winter and finally marched into the beautiful spring, dotting this beautiful world. Although they are not as eye-catching as peonies and rhododendrons, they also have an ordinary and simple life that pursues sunshine and exudes vitality. This is the beauty of life, but also the beauty of spirit.
I discovered the beauty of life and the beauty of spirit contained in the ordinary.
Life and spirit not only belong to those flowers and plants, but also the foundation of human beings. People should have a conscience and a sense of responsibility, and should know how to cherish the life of the sedan chair god, so that the life is full of interest, and the life is rich and fulfilling. In fact, this kind of person is also as ubiquitous as small grass and flowers, and some may have become towering trees and pillars, and have made great achievements, while most of them are still unknown.
But it is worth affirming that they have been working hard and dedicating their strength all the time. In the face of hardships and obstacles, they strive to find the meaning of life, embodying the spiritual strength of never giving up. Isn't that beauty?
Beauty is extremely rich, and in my mind, the beauty of life and the beauty of spirit are the beauty of beauty. I found her in the spring breeze and felt her strength.
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