Ask for an essay on the topic of daily needs to be counted frequently

Original Question Presentation] Read the text below and write an essay according to the requirements.

Human life is very limited, and if a person is not able to regularly and decisively give up some things that should not be invested in his life, desire everything, and work hard all the time and everywhere, the result can only be to disappoint himself. Therefore, life needs to be counted frequently.

Please write an essay on the topic of "life needs to be counted frequently", in any style, no less than 800 words.

Key points of this essay review] 1. Grasp the concept of the central language of writing (chewing words, speaking and interpreting words; object concretization; Divergent thinking, dialectical thinking) 2. The formulation of sub-arguments (the expression of sub-arguments should be directly related to the concept or extension of the central language; The sub-arguments should be broken down around the central thesis; Pay attention to the order and whether it crosses; Avoid big, empty, and panacea-style sub-arguments, but have something to say and express intentions. 3. The use and analysis of materials (three elements: deduction, concretization, and why; To find the fit between the material and the central message of the writing, avoid simply labeling.

4. Contrast and the embodiment of dialectical thinking 5. Small vision and big vision (culture, tradition, reality, emotion, literature, etc.).

If you want others to tell the truth, you must first tell the truth yourself.

Take stock of your life and travel light.

At the beginning of the summer vacation, I always have to clean up the messy bookcases and desks. The volumes are scattered, the textbooks are hidden, and my "Three Hundred Tang Poems" has gone. Every time I counted, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart:

It's been another semester and I've read so many books again. If you don't have an oak in your heart, you will shout by the alarm bell: The book is counted, is this period of life counted?

Perhaps taking inventory is not as mechanical as cleaning out a bookcase. Ask yourself: What did I do?

Why? How's it going? The questions are simple, but they don't always answer.

You should set a goal for yourself and live for it so that you will not be confused. "My life has an end, and there is no end to knowledge. "We can't devote our energies to everything, it's like digging a well, and only when we keep digging down in one place will there be a sweet spring gushing out.

If you dig shallow pits in many different places with the strength of digging a well, you will get nothing.

The purpose of our inventory is to clear the wells that have been dug in the wrong place. Our eyes are not very sharp and cannot accurately identify where there is clear water. Sometimes it is also drifting by the flowing clouds, beautiful'The scenery is bewildered.

In addition to working hard, you should look up and see if you have any extra items in your bag. Such recalls and examinations are important and will make you more focused on the right direction.

Life requires us to take inventory frequently, just like a fellow passerby correcting the direction, just like a businessman throwing away a stone in a backpack. Traveling light, we will go further.

When night falls, the stars fall low and the cool wind blows away the dust of travel. The tired passerby looked up at the starry sky, and a voice in his heart responded. The starry sky above our heads and the moral law in our hearts will always be our guide on our way.

The starry sky is as quiet as a philosopher, and there are pedestrians who think quietly under the stars. In our thoughts, we grow little by little, take stock of the joys and pains of life, throw away the stones, and leave the wealth. This inventory and reflection gradually accumulate in the heart an unfailing mountain of spirit, and in the starry sky and inner tranquility, the mountain will become stronger and stronger, so that we will not get lost in the journey.

People, like sparks, are sent from today to tomorrow by hope. The inscription wandered in the diary written yesterday, shed a few joys and tears, picked up the golden dream, and I caressed its innocence, its brilliant light. Yesterday has passed, like flowing water flying to the unknown **, the flickering light has disappeared, and the leaves have begun to wither.

Walking today's road, the fallen leaves are sprinkled on the ground, how to pick them up? It's been quiet like never before, and night is coming. The purple leaves, the deep blue and ancient cars, work so well with the night.

Everything was covered in gray light, and stood still, as if a wisp of green smoke from the roof had condensed. The ancient walls have grown moss and written history, but the wind blows the leaves away and cannot be recovered. The heart of the fascination is a little tired, and what is to come is in the future, and it is all tomorrow.

Tomorrow's flowers will be more fragrant and colorful; Tomorrow's sky will be clearer and brighter. The day has fallen into night, and the light has been obscured, but a new round of the sun will rise tomorrow, and tomorrow will be left only with the sun? Yesterday, I ran through a winding path with flowers on the side of the road; When hunger and thirst are unbearable, a clear spring gushes out of the sky.

Man is tired, and wonderful things always come when the will is low, it is the choice of the will. There is always a way to go in the world, many, different, don't let the will go astray. Walking forward, night exchanges day, the stars twinkle, I seem to wander in the night sky, the stars invite me to play, I don't stop, I don't stop because of the beauty of the night, continue to run to the destination.

I could have slept in the air, but where would tomorrow be? Today, I am climbing to the top, and the road is steeper and more dangerous. The trees were verdant, casting shade, and hunger called me to stop for a moment.

Stop, can you still stand up? Hu Da's green shade has turned into a roaring wind and snow, and I will not be buried and corroded by the pants? The light is tomorrow.

What was not done yesterday will continue today, and tomorrow will be the same, running farther and flying higher. What is left for tomorrow is the unfinished road of the past, which is an ideal road. Last spring, the grass was very green, and in the world of dreams, it was dying.

The spring breeze caresses it, and the next spring, the rain and dew nourish it, and the sun shines on it. When it reached the ideal situation, summer gave it the wings of fantasy, and it flew greener and more prosperous. Autumn came, the wildfire turned it all to ashes, it screamed, it was terrified, and Autumn told it that the next spring, born there.

It is quiet, silently waiting, waiting for hope, spring. Isn't spring planted? Fertilizer is brought by wildfires, and there must be a heart of anticipation, and what is left for tomorrow is hope.

What is left for tomorrow is light, the unfinished road, hope, and everything in the future, and what is left for today is only struggle.

Take stock of your life and beautify your life If you want to live a delicate life, you must be diligent in taking inventory. Calculate that we spend one-third of our life in sleep, so in each day, we become stingy, and in the face of life, we are careful in calculating. Because the time of life is only short, no one wants to waste their time and watch Zhu Yan's speech.

Life does need to be counted. This is probably human instinct, I remember knowing how to bargain with my mother when I was very young, I don't want that doll and the little train, I want an electronic keyboard. Although some children have a heart in it, at my age, I began to understand the trade-off.

We always hope that in life, there will be more surprises and less blandness; More perfection, less regrets; Reward a little more; Pay less. These do not come from God's arrangement, but mostly from our choices. Life is changeable, we will face one hurdle after another, if all of them do not break through, everything is shallow, and when you regret it, you want to say let me start again, but I go to ** to find the time that has passed.

Therefore, when we have the opportunity to choose, we must resolutely choose, and when we do, we must be true to our choice. Life is naturally less disappointing. Life takes courage to take inventory.

It's like cleaning a room, sitting in a pile of old things, rummaging through them, maybe everything has some origin, a little story, but you always have to grit your teeth and throw it out, and the room has a new look. In this throw, you need the courage to give up. Life should be persistent, but not everywhere.

The inventory needs to clear up some misconceptions. Regularly and decisively taking stock and discarding things is not the same as giving up. It is wise to dare to take stock decisively and let go of too many unrealistic goals.

If you can't have both the fish and the bear's paw, you will give up the fish and take the bear's paw. I often hear people praise success because of unswerving, but in fact, not only that, before he was unswerving, he had given up the comfortable and leisurely life of ordinary people, and gave up the Yaxing of shopping and gardening. If you want something precious, you have to give up something that is almost as precious.

Although there is some helplessness, this is the original taste of life. When life doesn't give you the best of both worlds, you have to think carefully and then make a choice, don't fall into Chang'e's regret of stealing the elixir, the blue sea and the blue sky and night heart. Don't blindly follow, don't be impulsive, life needs to be carefully counted.

For those lingering abandonments in our hearts for a long time, let's smile indifferently, because that is the price of life. One more burden, one less ease, one more desire is less happiness, endless desire always makes people tired, too heavy burden makes people face difficulties? There is only a limited space in the atrium, don't put everything in it, know what to give up and what to treasure.

Wise people don't let the past stumble their way forward, only fools will dwell on the past and can't extricate themselves because they don't know how to count their minds. In fact, the heart also has a pair of wings, and the less burden it has on its shoulders, the better it can fly.