Ask a master to write an essay on the topic of Life Eternal Movement High School 110

Eternal Movement of Life.

What is life?

It is the white clouds that rise or fall leisurely, the rainbow that rises after the wind and rain, the mountains that stand tall regardless of the wind and cold, and the great river that flows endlessly and rolls forward.

What is life?

It's the sprout, it's the bud, it's the laughter of the full moon child; It is the sun, the moon, and the vicissitudes of the face of the old man who ascended to the heights of Chongyang; It's the flowers, it's the green, it's the carefree running of young men and women on the grass.

You can feel the fierce life through the thunderous roar on the banks of the Yellow River; You can also feel the heavy life by passing through the majestic peaks next to Yin Mountain.

And for us, what is the essence of human life? What are the steps of life that we are chasing?

From you croaking to the ground, to passing away in silence, retreating from the glitz, brushing away the hustle and bustle, pursuing the essence of life, suddenly looking back, only to find that "life is just the capital that God lends you to use" Such capital will eventually be returned to God, and should we create another eternal life, this kind of life will not disappear because of your disappearance, its footsteps of life are still continuing, we will also continue to move forward with such steps, should not just wave a sleeve without taking away a cloud and leave nothing.

The eternity of meteors comes from drawing the sky with life, the eternity of moths comes from the pursuit of light and heat with life, and the eternity of human life comes from a wisp of spiritual blood in our hearts, and I think this spiritual blood is the footsteps of life that continue to move forward.

Standing on the coast of history, ** the ditches of history, Dr. Chu groaned on the banks of the river, and he did not regret his death; Emperor Wu of Wei spurred his horse and was full of strength; Tao Yuanming leisurely Nanshan, drinking and picking chrysanthemums. We can also hear Yue Fei, who is loyal to the country, leading the iron cavalry to smash the Yellow Dragon's array, hear the roar of 40,000 compatriots burying the Japanese invaders together, hear the military song of the Chinese Volunteers "Majestic and high-spirited, cross the Yalu River", and hear the **** sound that pierces the sky through history and makes imperialism frightened.

And today, how many people will revisit that eternal period of life? How many people will follow such footsteps in life? How many people are still working hard and struggling for the eternity of such a life?

Therefore, the worship of life requires us to choose eternity. In the rolling flood, the warrior chooses his own departure for the sake of the new life of others; In the vast desert, the warrior chooses his own hard work to leave others happy; Fearless in the face of gangsters, face the pain and face the difficulties.

On the road of life, we should pursue the totem of life, arouse the fighting spirit of life, let the people who fall into the quagmire be excited, let the people in danger be safe, even if there is nothing, even if the body is broken, but also in the footprints of life engraved with eternal music, we have the spiritual blood here, step on such a life footsteps, with our hard work, with today's choice without regrets to cast tomorrow's spring and autumn canopy!

The eternity of life.

Do you know why fireworks are chosen to bloom in the dark? for it knows that there is a moment called eternity; Do you know why sunlight chooses to bloom during the day? Because it thinks that its eternity is instantaneous, and at will it tirelessly blooms a sunny flower on the earth.

But few people appreciate it, because no one has the eternal time to appreciate such expensive beauty.

With a bang, beautiful flowers bloomed in the sky, and a child shouted in the crowd: "Why is it so beautiful and disappearing so quickly?" The mother of the little one stroked the child's head and said:

Because of this, we can remember the beauty of the little fireworks" I smiled and nodded, and then thought about the morning sun in eternity, the lonely shadow, stretching its brilliance for a long time, I think the sun will also be tired. Because in its eyes, people who exist in an instant can only appreciate the beauty of an instant, and cannot see the eternal effort.

What is beauty? It is the undefeated water lily in the long river of history, but the water lily only slowly opens, revealing its beauty little by little, like a goblet full of wine, which is constantly dripping into time, so the wine in the wine glass is squeezed into the long river of history little by little. History is full of the beauty of wine, but the fleeting aroma of wine is instantaneous.

So the memory of Li Bai is full of wine-scented flowers in my heart. When Li Bai left the palace drunk, he spit out gorgeous words; When he danced the Qinglou, he sang a peerless chapter; When he got drunk and entered the clear pool, his back was full of praise. He used his instant life to paint a landscape painting of arrogance and power.

I think his life is beautiful, and he has become the eternal Tarzan in our memory.

Suddenly, I remembered that the beautiful overlord Farewell Concubine, the red face that disappeared for love, the sigh, the dancing red silk, the beloved horse, the former high overlord, dancing alone by the bubbling Wujiang River, there was a high voice, sneering, saying "Give you a way out". The iron-cast body, when the red line passed through Liu Bang's eyes, had fallen into the fortitude of the eight-foot man in the Central Plains and the meanness of the villain. I think that Yu Ji's beauty is eternal; From the moment Xiang Yu killed himself, Xiang Yu's fortitude was also eternal.

Thousands of years of wind and rain have drowned the traces of Liu Bang's army, but they have left an eternal and beautiful love.

There is a moment called beauty, and there is a beauty called eternity. When an instant becomes beautiful and eternal, it is not difficult for us to feel the weight behind that life.

Let the fire of life burn.

Vast wilderness, as far as the eye can see. When the ape-man walked out of the forest and embarked on his journey, was he at a loss? The road ahead is long, not to mention the tiger grinding its teeth and sucking blood, not to mention the greedy eyes of the giant snake, the cold wind and rain alone are enough to make him miserable.

However, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky and brought hope for life. Yes, that's it, fire!

Fire is hope. When human beings have fire, they have the basic power to survive and develop. Humans survive by using fire to drive away fierce beasts and use fire to resist the cold; Using fire to open up land, build homes, use fire to cook food, and say goodbye to raw meat that is difficult to swallow, human beings have developed and grown with fire.

Otherwise, how could there be a Shakespeare who shouted in Hamlet: "Man, the primate of the universe, the essence of all things!" "How can there be such a civilized and prosperous earth?

Fire is the hope of mankind.

Hope is fire. When there is hope in life, it is like having the warmth, vitality and breath of fire. A life without hope is like a pool of ice water without vitality, cold, without vitality, and depressed all day long, because it has no fire.

What made Sima Qian endure humiliation, go through a lot of hardships, travel through thousands of mountains and rivers, search for historic sites, and search.

Life – an eternal movement.

If life is a blank sheet of paper, waiting for us to use blood and tears to depict the trajectory of our struggles and struggles, then life is a pencil, which always uses its thin body to pour out the ups and ......downs of the pen on the white plain paper

The reason why life is a pencil, not a pen, a brush, or anything else, is that both a pen and a brush can be used multiple times, and as long as the ink is absorbed, they can write for a long time. This is not the case with pencils, which are like time slipping away from us day by day and never returning. In light of this, we must cherish the time of our lives – it is important to know that pencils are shorter and shorter ......

Life is a pencil, and this pencil often brings the breath of the forest. The wooden pen is more like a slender tree, from which a clear stream and a quiet birdsong are derived. And the small shavings spit out from the edge of the pencil sharpener are mostly like fallen leaves, light and loose; It is like a wave, which gives life a beautiful lace ......Life is like a pencil, always giving you many beautiful and profound reverie.

Life is a pencil, and it also means that in this article on life, if you write a typo, typo, or even a sick sentence for some reason, you can use the awakened eraser to gently erase it, and then wipe the new blank space, reconsider, re-move the pen, and write down your fiery heart after being reborn. It is not terrible for a person to make a mistake, but what is terrible is not daring or unwilling to face it and correct it.

Life is a pencil, whether it is for yourself or others, you can sketch or sketch calmly and seriously. You can write your struggle in free and easy block letters in front of the fiery life, and you can also write your persistent ...... in calm block letters in front of the cold world

Life is a pencil, you can use it to design a blueprint full of joy and desire for your future, or you can use the figure of hard reading under the lamp to make thin lines to outline a vibrant picture of your tense and rich life.

Life is a pencil, and it also gives us such a powerful revelation - to be a human being, to be like it, to keep your waist straight at all times!

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Life bends.

I want to sing a song, it's a song of life.

7 July 2003, 4.30 a.m. I hurriedly took out the "Xinmin Evening News" from the mailbox, as in the past, although the exam was approaching, reading the newspaper was still my habit for many years. His gaze swept across the first and second editions 、......Fifteenth edition.

Suddenly, the eyes lit up: Iranian conjoined sisters want to have separate surgery! With an exclamation, the ** of the two sisters came into my eyes, except for a part of the skulls connected together, they were no different from ordinary people, but the two pairs of bright eyes with a little melancholy were full of longing for the future.

When I learned that they were 29 years old, I was shocked again: where did they get so much courage? This surgery is a life-and-death operation!

I'm really worried about them. In the face of the threat of death, the sisters are willing to leave the hope of life to each other, what a beautiful heart!

July 8th. When I picked up the newspaper, I broke the routine and went straight to the fifteenth page. As far as I can tell, there should be a continuous coverage of this news.

As expected, the news was published almost entirely on the page. However, the bold headline gave me a new chill: Trouble with surgery!

I felt as if the air around me froze, and all I could hear was my own heartbeat. It turned out that their skulls were thicker than expected, so the operation took a little longer, and the doctors could only perform the cut millimeter by millimeter. I was even more scared than them, and all I could do was pray for them and pray again.

July 9th. As soon as the time came, I hurried downstairs and quickly took out the newspaper, which I couldn't wait to turn to the fifteenth page. "Ah, how so!

I screamed, barely believing my eyes. However, the newspaper clearly wrote the news of the death of the sisters. Suddenly, my nose was sore, my cheeks were full of crystal tears, and the sisters' ** was magnified and published in the newspaper, but their smile had become an eternal ......The scene of the Liantou sisters overcoming all kinds of difficulties and living tenaciously in the past 30 years flashed before my eyes.

Now, for a brighter tomorrow, what a huge price they have paid!

I really want to sing a song for these sisters, a beautiful and mournful song with tears in my eyes, and I wish them all the best on the road to heaven while being proud that they have lived such a splendid music of life. Perhaps, this is also the song that the whole world wants to sing most in the hearts of those who know the sisters, this is a song that pursues life at the cost of death......

You can think for yourself, as long as you have experienced it.