My heart is noble because of its simplicity, and my heart is noble because of its dreams

When the book is used, there is less hatred.

The more stressful your life is, the more you need this kind of adjustment, and being close to nature is the best way to maintain the balance of body and mind. The serious illness of modern people lies in the desperate damage to a certain function to develop a certain function, resulting in many deformities and pathologies. That's what I keep urging you to go for a walk in the countryside.

People who have lived in trivial household chores and worldly coping all day long should also go to the countryside from time to time to wash away some of the dirt that has accumulated over time.

Excessive indoor life and study life are precisely the main reasons for the nervous tension and morbidity of modern intellectuals. And Xiao Ran is far away, far away and quiet, not stuck in things, not condensed in the realm of the heart, only from the natural world to obtain ......Only those who are constantly in love with forests, streams, flowers and trees, birds and beasts, insects and fish, and masterpieces in art museums will always maintain their childlike innocence, purity and beautiful ideals.

Excerpt from "The Book of Fu Lei's Family".

He is an emotional person, emotional, kind, upright, and compassionate. Good memory, strong sensibility, active imagination. There are thoughts, but these thoughts are imbued with feelings of truth, goodness and beauty.

He is an aesthetic person. He has a pure heart, he is sincere in his dealings with the world, he treats people sincerely, he always hopes that the world can become better than it is now, and he strives for it. He is not a scheming man. He is indifferent to power and money, and he is jealous and hateful.

He is a person with a sensitive sense of speech. He has a special affinity for language, and he is good at discerning the subtle changes and subtle connotations of language and words. He is good at connecting himself and the real society he lives in with the writer and the art world created by the writer through the bridge of words.

The temperament that a good literary connoisseur should have.

Excerpt from Sheng Haigeng's "Taste of Literature".

In any era, in any place, there are no more than two cultures that cultivate thoughts and feelings. Religious culture vs. secular culture. Both work in the same sense, the former making people simple, the later making people complex.

Excerpt from Danner's Philosophy of Art

I think a sentence in the Analects is good, and here I share with you, "If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are rich, you will help the world." ”

Start from life, find out the examples, start from the side, find out the care,

The world is warmed by love

Composition: My heart is ennobled by dreams.

Flowers and plants yearn for fragrance, and trees yearn for sunshine. The bees yearn for the fragrance, and the eagles look at the blue sky. Farmers yearn for autumn. And I, yearning for the future! Life is wonderful because of yearning, the world is beautiful because of yearning, and my heart is noble because of dreams.

Every time I go out of the house, I always look up at this vast sky, to peek at my future self, feel the lofty ideals and the powerlessness of my own at the moment, and the mood is so agitated. Secretly determined: if you don't become an ideal, you will never give up!

Therefore, I must fly towards my ideal regardless of everything. Looking at the corners of the eyes and looking to the future, it is an extraordinary tomorrow. With your own ability, create your own sky.

Because I think that flying in other people's skies is not my own freedom after all, and I can only fly highest by galloping in my own skies. I also often tell myself: there is no way back to the path you choose, it is full of thorns and ups and downs, and you must have extraordinary intelligence and tenacious will to succeed.

My yearning is not all ideals, the above ideals are only the mid-term freeze frame of my life, my ideals are for the glory of my ancestors, and my yearning is to repay the society, it is the society that has created my ideals, it is my parents who have nurtured my growth, it is the teachers who have determined my personality, and it is my friends who have strengthened my beliefs. Every time I look at my parents' slow movements, look at my parents' dark hair, look at the calluses on my parents' hands, and then look at my gorgeous appearance and strong physique, there is always a feeling of guilt and excitement in my heart, which is the deepest love, and that is an impulse to repay the favor as soon as possible. Truly, I have no other words to express my true love at this moment.

If there really is an afterlife, I would like to be my father's feet. Mother's hand, reduce toil and fatigue for parents. If one day it really happens, I will bow my knees at the feet of my mentor and give thanks.

If I really can, I want my friends to have me on the way. If I really can, I will be grateful to the society.

Ideals, yearnings, my heart, noble, successful. My heart is ennobled by dreams.

Then come up with your own merits. Or the outlook on life and pursuits, etc. I think it's okay to write according to this.

My heart is noble because it is loving, full of love.

It's been two years, but I still remember ...... incident

I went to Zhangjiajie with my father the summer before last and went to Changsha by the way. In the morning in the south, the sun looks like a big fireball, and the air is stuffy, as if it is burning. Walking down the street, there was not a trace of wind, and after a while, my father's clothes and I were soaked with sweat.

There was a row selling watermelons not far from the roadside, and my father and I immediately ran to the nearest melon stall. The stall owner was dark, with small eyes, and a very obvious scar on his face, and kept wiping his face with a towel of unknown color. As soon as I saw the business, I immediately greeted it.

While picking melons for us, he boasted about how sweet and watery his melons were. It's really a typical "Wang Po sells melons and boasts"! I looked coldly at the side and deliberately lengthened my tone and said:

Father! Be sure to pick a sweet one for me, but don't overcook it! After speaking, he defiantly kicked the melon seller.

The melon seller didn't seem to feel my emotions, and still said to me with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, my melons are guaranteed, they are not sweet and don't need money!" At this moment, a few more people came from the other side, and the stall owner immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, repeating exactly what he had just said to us.

The sun was shining on us unobstructed, and it was too hot. Dad seemed to believe his words, picked up a large watermelon, weighed it, paid the money, picked it up and left. As soon as we walked a few steps, we heard the stall owner calling us from behind, and we turned back in surprise, only to see the stall owner running over with a big watermelon, and he said directly

Oops, I didn't pay attention, you bought the sheep watermelon (overripe watermelon) I was going to throw, this is good, guaranteed sweet! He quickly replaced the melon in his father's hand, turned his head, and threw the melon into the garbage bin on the side of the road.

When I got back to the hotel, I asked my father, "Aren't you afraid that the melon seller will deceive you?" Dad smiled and touched my head:

Since this stall owner has the heart to change melons, we don't have to worry. I nodded thoughtfully. That big watermelon was sweet and watery, and it was the sweetest melon I've ever eaten that summer!

It made me remember the sincere heart of an ordinary melon farmer in the south.

In the two years since, whenever the season of watermelon has come, I will think of the southern melon farmer, the swarthy face, the smile on his face, and his warm, unpretentious words. That ordinary summer, because of him, has become no longer ordinary, and will remain in my memory forever.

Someone else's will always be someone else's, it won't become yours, write it yourself, lazy worm.

My heart is ennobled by the persistence of picking up all the cold branches and refusing to dwell.

My heart is ennobled by the solitude of being drunk with all of me.

My heart is ennobled by the innocence that comes out of the mud.

My heart is ennobled by the loneliness of drinking dew.

Drink the dew, and the sound of dredging is out.

Yu Shinan "Cicada".

Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to perch.

Su Shi "Fortune Operator".

Out of the mud without staining.

Zhou Dunyi's "Ai Lian Said".

Everyone is drunk, and I am sober.

Qu Yuan's "Fisherman".

"Don't take the good for the small, don't take the evil for the small".

Hope it helps.

The focus of this article is on waiting. From the point of view of "my heart", the article should be written about the psychological activities of "me", that is, the mood of "me" should be written in the text, of course, this "me" can be the author himself, or the protagonist of the text, only in this way can we expand our thinking, expand our horizons, and enrich the selection of materials. As for the word "in", it emphasizes the state of continuation.

In short, "my heart is waiting" is to write about the situation in which I am waiting for something to arise or my attitude towards something. It is more suitable for writing narrative essays, but of course it can also be written as argumentative essays. In terms of concept, it can be conceived like this:

1.Waiting is blissful, because there is hope ahead; 2.Waiting requires patience; 3.

Waiting requires preparation first; 4.Passive waiting will not bear fruit; 5.Waiting is not necessarily successful, but it must not be successful without waiting; 6.

Wait for the right moment; 7.Waiting is for better action; 8.Instead of waiting, take the initiative; 9.

Waiting is an elegant attitude to life; 10.Waiting is sometimes an option to get through the storm.