The middle school is the paragraph, the junior high school classic paragraph

Mind – The mind is a vast sky that encompasses everything in the world; The mind is a tranquil lake, with occasional ripples; The mind is a snowy field, which reflects a colorful world.

Today my heart, smiling at yesterday's tears, is like a damp tree, shining in the sun after the rain.

In the desert and cold season, a wisp of light smoke disappears with the wind, and when the flowers fall, the small building is alone, and the curtain hook on the moon.

Who makes the moment like forever, who makes the future like before, blind to other beauty, the picture of life stops on your face, never so drunk, never so tired, if this love is a misunderstanding, I don't want to know anything else in this life, years like water, a quick glance, how many years, understatement, think of your heart, turn a thousand times, don't forget that day, between you and me!

The water and the moon are in hand, the flowers are fragrant, and the clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle.

Who makes the moment like forever, who makes the future like before, blind to other beauty, the picture of life stops on your face, never so drunk, never so tired, if this love is a misunderstanding, I don't want to know anything else in this life, years like water, a quick glance, how many years, understatement, think of your heart, turn a thousand times, don't forget that day, between you and me!

At this time, there was no sound, only the silent darkness of the warm night surrounded them. The anti-tongue bird, which nests in the roses and honeysuckle flowers, accidentally wakes up from a small dream and sings a shy and beautiful tune. Then, as if after some careful consideration, there was complete silence again.

At night, the sky is high and blue sparsely dotted with jewel-like stars, the horizon is constantly flashing with ghostly fire, and the air is filled with earth, fog and dew, and the fresh smell of rice. The dream-like tranquility peculiar to the summer night made all living things seem to want the Russians to sleep, and although there was the slightest cry of grass insects such as golden bells, the sound was so weak and distant, it seemed to be talking in a dream!

It was almost dusk, and the sun slowly burrowed into the thin clouds, turning into a red ball. The western sky appeared a pink that was redder and more delicate than the face of a fat doll. The sun is the reddest around, so charmingly red.

The red spread in all directions, spreading half of the sky, gradually fading from one layer to the next, until it became grayish-white. The sky was filled with soft, transparent, clear, damp air.

The setting sun seemed to roll in a golden-red glow, and then sink behind the gloomy horizon. The red fireball glittered with gold, bursting out two or three fiery sparks, and the faint outline of the distant woods suddenly appeared in a continuous line of light blue.

1. God gives us the same precious life, but gives us different attitudes and different forms of life. There are people who are high up and commanding; There are people who are lowly and humble, and they are only submissive. Some people are smart and successful; There are talents with mediocre wisdom and inaction in their lives.

The world is rich because of its diversity, and its society is colored because of its differences.

2. In many cases, our naked eyes alone cannot immediately see some subtle changes in things, but time is like a high-powered microscope, allowing us to clearly perceive any subtle changes in things. This change is not only reflected in the surface of things, but also in the inner characteristics of things.

3. I don't think you know how beautiful you are, how important and precious you are in my heart. I've never told you I love you, and the tip of my pen can't flow that beauty of love. But I know that you are like the warm sun in winter and the cool wind in summer in my life.

I am very grateful to have you in my life, through the tunnel of time and space, I can still see the sunset and colorful butterflies fluttering to take away a string of silver bell-like laughter, and the story of the flow of water windmills is like an intriguing fairy tale. The fluttering leaves in the red-like maple forest are covered with happy memories, and the posture of you reclining on the tree pole and the faint scent of ink in prose poems are still as clear as yesterday.

4. People always have to go through many hardships and setbacks in their lives, but I think that as long as we continue to work hard, we can successfully solve all difficulties and achieve victory. Because as long as there is a process of hard work, you will get your own real results. Just like blossoming and bearing fruit, hard work is a beautiful flower, achievement is like a fruit, how can everyone achieve something without hard work Probably anything will become worthless in front of it.

Therefore, I firmly believe that nothing is more important than self-effort.

5. I hope that each of us will learn to listen and learn to influence them with our hearts. Learn to listen, and let more sophisticated people know that the sound of this world is so beautiful. Learn to listen and make yourself respected by more people.

Kan Dashan with classmates, crazy play, play hard.

I always thought that there would be a road to carry tomorrow, tomorrow, perhaps, too much uncertainty, the charm of the text is not in the ravages that devour everything, but in the flawlessness of the mood after meshing with it, junior high school, seemingly beautiful and undisturbed era, inexplicably like to hide behind a stack of books, count the small palm prints, silence, complaining, the catharsis at this time, the nostalgia at that time, I prefer to set up a boat in my heart, drifting alone, maybe I missed a lot, not easy, the passage between the fingers, the ancients said that what is still is time, It is us who pass. The water passed silently, leaving traces of mud, I quietly packed my bags and set off ......