A moment of composition, the addition of a note

A moment of beauty When I was born, five peach trees were planted in front of my grandfather's house, and I don't know what it meant.

Every year, the flowers bloom and fall, and they are beautiful. Even when I was young, I didn't know how beautiful it was, I only knew that it was beautiful. My friends and I played on the ground full of flower petals, swinging on the branches of trees that were not strong, and sometimes cruelly breaking off a few branches, plucking the petals little by little and spilling them on the ground.

Another gust of wind blew, and another gust of flowers fell, and fell on me, and fell on the ground, like a little pink sea. A little bigger, the tree grew like me and began to bear peaches. I don't like that, because they attract bugs and make the whole peach grove emaciated.

I started to hate it and rarely went to play under the trees anymore.

Later, when I went to school, I never saw the pink sea again. When I occasionally went to my grandfather's house during the holidays, all I could see was incomplete leaves. I no longer want to approach that little peach grove.

In my impression, they are getting older and haggard year by year, and there is no more youth, no more beauty.

Another year, I finally had the opportunity to go to my grandfather's house in the spring, and I felt as if I had seen countless insects gnawing on the leaves, and a sense of desolation welled up in my heart. Before I had time to think about it, a faint fragrance crept up to me. And the pink sea, and the familiar branches.

This time the flowers seem to be more beautiful than ever. A familiar wind blew like a child, and the pink clouds on the branches were blown away and fell on me like a child. I hope that time can stop for me, even for a moment, so that I can enjoy this long-lost beauty again, and retain the beauty of this moment.

But I couldn't keep it. It has spread a pink carpet to the earth like a child, and it is still beautiful. I didn't know until that day:

It turns out that it can still be beautiful. It's still the same petals, it's still the same fragrance, it's still so moving, but it's different, because it's so beautiful.

With the nostalgia of the child, I left, imagining the scene of coming back to see the peach blossoms next year.

The winter of that year seemed to be particularly cold. I came to my grandfather's house again and wanted to see the peach trees in winter, but there was nothing. They died of insect infestation, and before they released all their beauty, let me see it one last time, to see its last beauty.

In front of me is the pink color that flies in the wind, and the beauty that is released for me.

Let's take a look, landlord.

Hope it helps.

Beautiful moments.

The sky is beautiful, eternally beautiful. The snow-capped mountains are beautiful, and they are ...... beautiful that will not fadeThere is a lot of beauty that is instantaneous, like a flash in the pan, although it is so short, but it warms everyone's heart......

The beauty of a moment is so different and so heartwarming. Some people pursue the word "beauty" all their lives. External beauty is not as good as spiritual beauty.

The beauty of a moment is insignificant, but it is precisely because of the bits and pieces of this moment that the Chinese virtue has a long history. I once heard such a story: After graduating from high school, Comrade Meng Xiangbin of the People's Liberation Army was admitted to the Lanzhou Branch of the Information Engineering University of the Chinese People's Liberation Army with full enthusiasm for dedicating himself to national defense and defending the frontier.

On November 30, 2007, Comrade Meng Xiangbin died heroically at the age of 28 because he desperately rescued a young woman who jumped into the river. Uncle Meng Xiangbin didn't take anything away and didn't leave anything, even if he did, he had no regrets, because he showed everyone the most beautiful side of himself, even if it was a moment, he could leave an eternal impression on everyone, this is the beauty of a moment, the beauty is so great, the beauty is admirable.

In fact, in life we have also met people who have "momentary beauty", I remember once, I had to rush to school, finally squeezed into the bus, there were too many people, I always couldn't stand steadily, an uncle about 40 years old saw it and asked me to sit in his seat, I was a little embarrassed at first, but under my uncle's repeated requests, I agreed.

This act may have been a trivial matter in front of that uncle, but the beauty of this moment made a warm current in my heart, and my heart is still warm when I think of it today.

A moment of beauty is just a gesture, as long as we grasp the beauty in life and strive for this beauty for a lifetime, this is the meaning of "beauty". Every moment of life, whether it is beautiful, or painful, or colorful, or indifferent, we must show the beauty of that moment to the world, sometimes savor, and have another taste.

There is nothing special about the spring water of a river, but whenever the sun rises and dusk, the beauty of that moment amazes the world; A branch of winter plum is elegant and fragrant, and when the flowers bloom and fall, how many people feel deeply at that moment. A moment of beauty makes life bloom to the fullest!

Nature's moments.

When the autumn wind blows, the autumn leaves fall like butterflies, and you will appreciate the harmony between man and nature when you listen to the tinkling spring water and the crisp birdsong.

When the storm passes, a brilliant rainbow is reflected in the blue sky - red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, so brilliant and dazzling, you will understand "how can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" The true meaning of ".

When night falls, you lie on the grass under the stars, watching the deep blue sky dotted with stars, crumbling, as if whispering something to you, you will fall into a dreamy realm, you will feel the mystery of the universe.

When the first white of the fish belly appears in the east, when the sun slowly rises from the horizon on the sea, when the first rays of sunlight shine in front of your window in the morning, you will be deeply aware of the hard-won life and the passing and preciousness of time.

These are moments of nature, and moments of nature are wonderful.

Moments in life.

A little girl fell, and a kind passer-by helped her up. The moment the passer-by's finger touched the little girl, he would be one step closer to nobility. How many people can do this trivial thing?

A boy is observing the seed he planted not long ago, and he has not been tending to it. This seed, which seems to have weathered the weather, has finally broken through the ground in this spring of wind and calendar. What prompted it to emerge from the seed coat that imprisoned it?

Is it sunshine, rain, or soil? Neither. It was its courage and determination.

When this seed sprouts, it also sprouts the hope of success. What can stop courage?

Strings of water droplets, striking the hard stone slabs; A drop falls with a thud, and then a drop hangs high. This is a description of "dripping water through stones". Little strokes fell great oaks!

A sacred scene. I don't know how people feel about it, maybe it's ridicule, maybe it's puzzlement; But I think it's not in vain, because perseverance and patience can penetrate everything.

These are the moments in life, and the moments in life are beautiful.

Eternal moments.

There is a kind of flower that uses the face as a flower garden, the facial features as petals, the soul as the fertile soil, and happiness as the stamen. She's not grass, she's only on people's faces, and her name is Smile. When a smile blooms, it must be a beautiful sight.

When a smile appears on people's faces, that bright smile is frozen in that eternal moment like **.

Instantaneous, which should have been ephemeral, has been made eternal for different reasons.

I cherish every moment of my life and am religiously grateful for them.

Wonderful moments.

It always makes me shudder when I think of the past days when you and my two friends were separated by a deep separation from each other because of the sixth grade class.

Now, whenever I walk with you, talk and laugh, I can't help but be grateful, thank you for that momentary insight, which reconciles us and makes me feel the preciousness of friendship even more.

When I was a child, I always thought that friendship was eternal, and the friends around me could still support each other to walk on the beach when they were gray-haired, and let the sea breeze blow slowly, and the two hearts were closer.

I will always remember when my best friend left me in the second grade of primary school, and there were so many icebergs between us that it seemed that they would never melt away. I remember when you treated me, our friendship would not be like this, our friendship would be like the sun in July and August, melting all the icebergs.

At that time, I laughed, and I believe that friendship is not a building on the beach, and it will not be easily broken.

However, in seventh grade, a year after we were classified, in the school hallway, the scene of us meeting again always flickered in my mind, you know? At that time, my heart was cold.

We passed by, our eyes straight ahead, and neither of us could tolerate each other's figures. When I look back and see you and your current friend talking and laughing, I feel a sense of loss, and once upon a time, weren't we so close?

A few encounters, a few indifference, a few brushes of passing. It was as if I saw more and more icebergs between us, and our hearts were getting farther and farther away. I'm really worried, when our hearts are on opposite ends of the world, is it too late to redeem them?

I remember that day, it was another encounter in the corridor, I looked at you, do you want to make an effort? Maybe with a call, we will be as inseparable as we were in the past. Now estranged, the knowledge of each other does not know what the other is thinking.

So, should I take a step forward and keep our glassy friendship?

I don't dare, I don't know what to say when I stop you? You're close, but I seem to see you getting farther and farther away from me, and I want to reach out and grab it, but I can't.

You're getting closer and closer, do I want to call you, my heart keeps beating the drum. You are getting closer and closer, and looking at you, I suddenly understand: we are now two magnets that repel each other, the closer we get, the farther we bounce, and as soon as one person changes direction, we can be sucked together tightly again.

I don't give up this friendship; I want to keep this friendship. I finally took this step, I called out your name, I saw your bright eyes again, I saw your sunny smile, I laughed with you. I know that our iceberg is fading, and our friendship is growing day by day.

I don't hesitate anymore, I don't linger anymore.

At that moment, looking at your smile, I understood: although a small step, it is worth a thousand gold. Friendship needs sunshine, friendship needs warmth, and friendship does not need to be confused and wandering.

In an instant, I realized that many things in life, like friendship, need to take this first step, and we need to work hard to fight for it. Without the courage to try, without the courage to try to fail, the joy of success will not come. In an instant, I realized it.

Topic: 1In an instant, I realized how great a mother's love is.

2.For a moment, I was moved.

3.In an instant, I burst into tears.

4.In an instant, I came to my senses.

5.In an instant, I understood.

6.In an instant, I truly understood that failure is the mother of success.

7.For a moment, I wept for him.

8.In an instant, I fell in love with reading.

9.For a moment, I was proud of myself.

10.For a moment, I was proud to have such parents.

11.For a moment, I regretted Zheng Chong...

I hope it helps.