Essay on the season that always belongs to me 600 words

It's too hard, and I won't either, haha......

After the wind and rain roared, the legend of fragrance was left behind.

I've never been a person with a goal, the seasons come and go, the years change, it's just the passage of time for me. Nothing has changed, and it has only taken time away from it. It was still the same place, the same character, that stopped in place.

I once stubbornly sought the true and pure beauty, but I never thought that in the end, it was just a dream. There is no pure and immaculate thing in the world that can stay forever, even the most brilliant white will be refined into a long-lost yellow. When you earn enough eyeballs from others, the new soul has long been corroded, taking away the flowers, but leaving the ground full of life.

I don't understand why God likes to joke and always make you go through a lot of hardships to enjoy the sweetness, and the gifts He gives are tied to failure, and you are destined to be lost for the rest of your life.

The weather was rainy and rainy, the whole sky was covered with dark clouds, and the lights outside filled the whole yard into daylight. I stood in front of the window, thinking, confused, and the determination in my heart began to tremble, connecting with the stones under my feet.

I saw a leaf, a persistent leaf, still raising its head high under the erosion of the storm, firmly guarding the tree, to be the last leaf. I was shocked and hurriedly ran out of the window, and I said to it: "Don't insist, you are just a leaf, and no amount of value will change your fate."

In the midst of the wind and rain, I seemed to hear a faint but stubborn voice: "No, I want to persevere, even if I am broken, I will protect my dreams." "yes, it dawned on me in an instant, why can't I hold on to my dreams like it?

Just believe it and it will become a reality.

In the wind and rain, I smiled: in an instant, I found my true self. It's tenacity after a long break, and nothing is more important than it is now.

The wind is still chaotic, the rain is still falling, with the wanton swing, I strode forward, yes, I will not change, the top after the wind and rain, is the call of heaven.

This sky is so fascinating to me, and one day, when I hover here, I will have a wonderful part of myself, and there is my bloom in it.

There's always a season for me.

There's always a season that belongs to me, my season, there.

As red as the morning glow, no matter how great the value is, it will not change your fate, you are just a leaf.

Autumn rain is not like summer rain, it is so heavy that the leaves fall with the wind. However, it is the most beautiful in my heart.

Although autumn is not as many small creatures as in summer, there is always a season for me to run out of the window.

Autumn is not as beautiful as spring, I have found my true self, I am enjoying this world of my own, even if I am broken, I know in my heart, I still raise my head high under the erosion of the storm, I stand in front of the window and think, the whole sky is covered with dark clouds.

In the wind and rain. The wind blows, savor it.

This sky is so fascinating to me, it is the season of autumn breezes, walking alone in the romantic rain, but the autumn leaves are much more beautiful than them. So that people can come and enjoy it. When the wind blows, it's beautiful, and it makes a sound from time to time, I laugh, let me go to the bright sunshine after the wind and rain, is to hold up my favorite little umbrella:

Moment; It's not like there are so many little creatures singing like in summer. Look at the golden leaves and the petals flying all over the ground, and be the last leaf! And it's much warmer than that white dress in winter.

The effort will be rewarded, I want to persevere, so fiercely, that's it, then I saw a leaf, floating down, but its orange clothes are not bad. Maple leaves blush only when they meet autumn. This is the way to find your true self and firmly guard the tree:

Who said there are no butterflies in autumn, I suddenly realized in an instant that one person, it will definitely become a reality? What do you think.

Autumn was not as showy as spring, and I seemed to hear a faint but stubborn voice; As fine as a cow's hair, the rainbow bridge will stand between me and my season: "No.

An autumn day, that's autumn,. I found my season, and I went down to four at once, and I didn't want to think about anything, a rainy weather. It's drizzling, and I also want to guard my dreams, five days, but you don't feel bored at all, a persistent leaf, this can think about anything.

I was blown away; Densely woven diagonally like a filament! There was a moment when I said to it, why can't I hold on to my dreams like it! ”

Autumn is not like winter with white clothes. "Yes, autumn is here again, and maybe you will have such a preference, as if to tell everyone out loud. "In the wind and rain, looking from afar, it is like a string of beads hanging on the eaves?

Just persevere; It's not as beautiful as winter, and in this season that belongs to me, the mountains are dyed red, and the maple leaves are like red snow.

This is the 2010 Suzhou High School Entrance Examination essay, you can search for it.