900 word essay on the topic of light .

Light and heavy. Some people see life as a play, and some people see life as a song. Kundera said

There is no burden at all, people become lighter than the atmosphere, they will fly high or be destroyed, and parting from the earth is also parting from real life, and there is no point in exercising free shirts. Life or return, life must learn to bear the weight.

Take a look at "The Unbearable Lightness of Life" and write it again.

If someone asks me what I like to do the most, I will answer without hesitation, I like writing essays the most! Yes, I love writing essays the most, and I like to do something that most people don't like to do, but I wasn't born with it, but it came from that memorable composition class.

That was when I was in fourth grade, and I was overwhelmed by the unfamiliar campus, unfamiliar teachers, and unfamiliar classmates. It was my first composition class at this school, and our composition teacher was a young female teacher who asked us to write an essay about the campus. I was hesitant because I didn't know the school, I didn't know if I could write about the original school, and I told the teacher if she would laugh at me.

Besides, my writing level is so low, it's ...... to say it or not to say itHowever, isn't it even more shameful to make mistakes in the first composition class? So, I raised my hand tremblingly and asked the teacher my question. The teacher smiled and said:

Write what you know now, just write it as you know! ”

So, I took paper as my former friend and used my pen to tell him about the beauty of the new campus and my loneliness and discomfort ......And just like that, four or five pages were filled. I rubbed the tears overflowing from the corners of my eyes, closed the composition text, and was about to hand in the composition, when I noticed that someone patted me on the head, and when I looked up, it turned out to be the teacher. "Hey, that's pretty good!

The teacher smiled and said, "I have a talent for composition!" "Oh my God, it's the best sound I've ever heard! Is this complimenting me?

I stared into the teacher's eyes and found that those big eyes were full of appreciation, and I was greatly encouraged because I believed that eyes do not lie. Later, the teacher picked up my composition and read it to my classmates, and said that everyone should learn from me. I am very happy, because since the beginning of the writing essay class, my composition has always been read to my classmates as a counter-example, but now it is an example, I am flattered, I hang my head low, but my heart is sweeter than eating honey.

After class, many students came to me to ask for warmth, and their enthusiasm and sincerity made me no longer lonely and have many good friends.

Thanks to the teacher, I had an unforgettable composition lesson; Thanks to that composition class, I fell in love with writing essays. Although my current composition is not outstanding, I believe that one day I will succeed.

Ah, that unforgettable composition class made a shining mark on my life, and I will cherish it in the depths of my heart forever.

In the face of this world, I feel how small and empty I am, but I have no way to bear it.

You have to think about having a crutch when you're climbing, someone giving you a bowl of water when you're sweating, someone pulling you on the edge of a cliff, but that's not often the case. It is precisely when you are most comfortable that someone surrounds you, when you are most comfortable, when you are most comfortable, when someone praises you more.

So the crutch you need most, a bowl of water, and a handful of tugging for you, most of this beautiful desire can only rely on yourself.

Life, life must learn to bear weight, no matter how light or heavy.

Some people see life as a play, and some people see life as a song; Some people regard life as very precious, and some people regard life as light. It is because of everyone's different social status and different principles of life that in the face of the test of life, there is a lightness of the feather, and it also reflects the weight of Mount Tai.

Mr. Lu Xun chose Bai Mang to translate Fei Defei's poems and said: Life is precious, love is more expensive, if it is free, both can be thrown. The true meaning of the poems has aroused the speculation of many people, but at least it shows that the meaning of life defined by the poet is not a trivial matter that can be abused.

But the poem is still sad.

Some people say that the meaning of life is to burn all the time, and some people say that people live to prove their existence. These are philosophical words, the value of life is infinite, and to abandon life is to throw away everything. If you don't cherish this only one life, you can only let the years rush and see it as a stream of water.

Life is like a song, just like a sad song, sadness and loss will take up three-quarters of life. The path of life is never a straight road to a distant place. What you see so far is only a small part of the nine curved ileums.

The road of life is vast, and the road of life is full of thorns, bumps, and bumps. Remember to remind yourself that there are hidden dangers everywhere.

The road of life, the orange folds of the Qujin clan, the potholes, maybe what should be gained has been lost, and what should have been left has slipped through. But remember to grasp today, because it is more than 10,000 tomorrows, after all, tomorrow is still unknown.

On light and heavy.

The lightness of life. In the world, all living beings are like ups and downs, but each of these ups and downs has a different color. Some of the ups and downs can be sublimated into **, diamonds and eternity, some of the ups and downs condense into raindrops to moisten the earth, and some of the ups and downs turn into digging and disturbing exhaust gas pollution and the ...... the environment

But no matter what the ups and downs, there is also it in nature.

Light, what I dreamed of looking for.

The lightness of memory is only at the moment when the mind is lost, as if it has been glimpsed; And it also comes and goes in a hurry. I also thought hard about how to search for it, but the result was only disturbance and confusion, and it only added some heaviness in vain!

If you don't see the lightness, the whole person will become heavy. As a result, the body that had grown up became heavier and heavier. The piled up in the heart became heavier and heavier; The thoughts that are becoming more and more complex are becoming heavier and heavier. Walking on the street, I saw the heaviness of the hustle and bustle; Hiding at home, the corners and corners are full of heaviness.

The light wind blew the corners of the listless clothes, and the wind became heavy; The air passed through the hoarse throat, and the exhaled breath became heavy; Staring at the figure in the mirror, the pitiful gaze became heavy! In desperation, I hoped to pick up the pen and scatter it on the paper, but the hand holding the pen and the simplest strokes became heavy.

Keep squeezing, keep bullying! Man also reaches the madness of losing his soul, and then he has the weight of madness; I had to grovel and pray, so I got the weight of bruises all over my body. Do everything possible to get some freedom out of that heavy dominated mind:

That's escape! Flee? Hey!

Can you get out? Curled up in a speeding car, the heavy light will stick to it like a shadow; Running on the wide road, the lurking heavy river will rush towards it with murderous abruptness; "Squeak-squeak" Maybe after this heaviness, it is really light; It's a piece of light smoke!

The heaviness is like a sponge that has been accidentally stained with water in the corner, and in a moment it will burst out of the gap and spread. Relying on a little light and heat, a little strength, and a little courage on his own, he wants to escape from the heaviness of this mountain and water; Will you be able to escape? The whole world is occupied by heavy occupation, where can you escape?

Cry for the despaired, weep for the timid, weep for the haggard; What if it could work! Although everything is already lost, although it is already trembling, and although it is already shaking, it is already shaky; But who cares? Seeking skin with the tiger, covering one's ears and stealing the bell, and deceiving oneself and others, this, in addition to adding a point of confusion to the already plain face; In addition to shaking off the despair of the already desperate heart; In addition to the repetition of falling rebirth and falling again after rebirth, what is the benefit of adding a heavy weight to the heart?

Chicken feathers go to the sky, which is a kind of heaviness that is dispersed; "Flying flowers freely" is a kind of falling heaviness; That beautiful thought that flashes of inspiration is a kind of heaviness that deceives you without negotiating! Just because this is supposed to be a heavy world!

Light, just the myth of the legend? It's just an ethereal dream that comes out of that trance? ......

I don't know the blood and bones in my body.

Which is lighter and which is heavier.

The bones support me to walk upright.

Blood hits me and I run around.

But they're all props.

The real protagonist is that life makes me work non-stop.

And when I slept in the night.

The blood no longer needs strength, and the bones also lose weight.

If one day I get burned.

Rivers of blood will turn into wisps of smoke.

The branches of the bones will turn to ashes.

Everything is light, there is only an invisible box.

It's heavy with so many empty memories.