Essay on the phenomenon of life in less than 50 words

Life is a small stream, from snow-capped mountains or underground springs, meandering through lofty mountains, grasslands and valleys, screaming and jumping towards the blue sea;

Life is an evergreen vine, absorbing the nourishment of the earth, bathed in the moisture of sunshine and rain, silently and quietly showing its green branches and green leaves on the hillside meadows and cliffs;

Life is a flowing beam of light, burning itself to the fullest and fiery, decorating the firmament, and finally merging into other objects in the form of energy;

Life is an endless cave, in which strange rocks, winding paths lead to seclusion, heavy roads and waters, and there are caves, which is always a fascinating, but confusing mystery scene.

Life is a sheep's intestine path, bypassing thorns in the overgrown weeds, bypassing the pits on the gravel slopes, winding through the green hills and beside the green waters.

Life is a mystery, a mystery that people in the red dust can never solve.

There is nothing nobler and greatest in life than to explore it!

There is nothing more meaningful in life than the study of life!

There is nothing more exciting in life than the reverence for life!

There is nothing more calming in life than to follow the trajectory of life!

I fell in love with cacti because of a pot of craft cacti (the kind of potted cacti with colored leaves), and that day, I went to the flower market with a few friends, and after entering, I took a casual look and said to the boss, "I want the best pot of flowers." So he brought me a pot of coloured cacti and said, "

That's it! You can live without watering for a month. I said

Good! After that, I took it home and looked at it closely, and it came in all kinds of shapes, from round to long ......There are also many colors, red, yellow, green, ......The thorns are always protected from external aggression, and it does not have the strong roots of other plants, but it has a strong shell that many plants do not have. It can be seen that God is fair, and if he closes one door, he will definitely open another window.

Suddenly, I had the idea to open it and see what was inside, so I started to do it, I held it with a thick piece of paper, I wore a pair of gloves, and I held a knife, but I didn't know what to do, and finally cut it vertically. It was not the hard inner shell I imagined, but the kind of juicy state, like a drop of green teardrops that flowed out before it died, it turned out that its heart was so fragile, it seemed that I had "poisoned the creature", I really regretted it, of course, I couldn't bear to throw it away, so I had to tie the cut with a thread and re-implant it in the basin.

Two weeks later, something unexpected happened, the leaves that had been cut in half actually grew together again, and it came back to life. I was amazed at how tenaciously it struggled back from the brink of death, and at this time it continued to grow and grow with its vigorous vitality, and ......

Give you the sun like a shy little child, blushing and peeking at something. "Get up, little lazy worm, follow me to the vegetable patch and get rid of the weeds. Mom was telling me to get up, "Hurry up, or the butterflies will fly away." ”

After a while, my mother and I came to the vegetable garden with hoes. As far as the eye can see, there is a golden yellow, and I am fascinated by the flowers and butterflies that rise and fall. I was playing among the cauliflowers, reaching out my chubby little hands to catch those beautiful butterflies.

is as leisurely as a princess, completely forgetting that she came to the vegetable field with her mother to hoe weeds.

I got it, I got it. I pinched the butterfly tightly and ran up and down to my mother: "Mom, I caught it, I caught it." ”

Mom said, "Let go of your hand and let me see what you've caught." I gently let go of my little hand, and there was a butterfly lying inside with broken wings and already dying.

I was stunned, I didn't know how this could happen, and tears couldn't help but fall. Mother hurriedly said, "Don't cry, you won't catch butterflies like this in the future."

Let them live and fly freely, and you can play with them every day. Do you understand? I nodded.

While wiping my tears, I raised my head, looked at the butterflies flying on the cauliflower, thinking about the butterfly that I pinched to death, I felt that life seemed so short, so fragile, so small. If each of us could cherish every life and care for it and the lives of other animals like it, then our lives would be better.

I often wonder, what is life?

One day, while my partner and I were playing, we found a nest of ants, and I reached out and grabbed one, and I knew that if I pressed my finger lightly, it would die. But it struggled, waving its tiny legs in an attempt to pull my hand away. At that moment, I felt as if those tiny legs turned into a life force, fluttering between my fingers, and the ant's desire to survive shocked me, and I couldn't help but let it go!

Grass, it is the most inconspicuous plant, it does not have the beautiful appearance of flowers, but it has a very strong vitality. You may not think it's a big deal, but you know how hard it would be to use its tiny body to thrive in the narrow crevices of the rocks, but it can do it, and it can survive forever in the cracks of the stones, which means how strong its vitality is!

As I grew up, once, I gently pressed my hand to my chest, and the regular heartbeat enlightened me, this is my life, it belongs only to me, I must be responsible for it, I must make it more meaningful.

Life is in your own hands, and if you want to live a more meaningful life, then you should start with yourself.

In the days when my grandmother was with me, I often thought of the scenes when I lived with my parents: my father rode a bicycle and took me to the street to play and take me to the river to fish; My mom took me to the store and bought me clothes. When I think about it, I can't stop crying.

Later, my grandmother sent me to school, and my tuition was provided by my uncle. When my classmates invited me to his birthday celebration, I was so envious to see other people's parents giving their children beautiful gifts and asking them to make wishes in front of candles. I don't want a sweet and delicious cake, I don't want that exquisite gift, I just ask my parents to reconcile and bless my birthday, but I have been looking forward to it to this day, and I haven't looked forward to it.

When I learned from my uncle that my mother had remarried and my father had married, I cried bitterly. My grandmother came to me and said, "Children, don't cry, they are ruthless and unrighteous things, and they are not worth your grief for them, you have to study hard, do a great job, and let them see."

At this time, my grandmother's tears also flowed unconsciously.

Father, Mom, I want to have a home, a warm and happy home, I want to have the love of my parents, but I can't get it. Father, Mom, do you know that your departure has brought me infinite sadness and resentment, made me feel the pain of losing my loved ones, and made me, a child who has parents but cannot get the love of his parents, experience many ups and downs in the world! Once again, I call from the bottom of my heart:

Ending Analysis: The divorce of parents has brought indelible trauma to the child's soul, and the little author expressed himself in the article.

There is no answer to the homework I am talking about!

Life – the big tree.

Trees, all year round, are silently and selflessly dedicated to people from birth to death. But people have not learned to do something to thank them, but to take their service for granted.

In spring, the trees are full of flowers, and the rich fragrance of flowers fills the whole world, and we seem to be intoxicated by the sea of flowers. In summer, the lush green is like a cool breeze, blowing away the heat in our hearts, and we can also take a cool breath under the "green umbrella", watch the sun set inch by inch, and count the stars flashing ......one by oneIn autumn, it bears large and delicious fruit ......

Throughout the year, the trees never stop, inhaling the carbon dioxide that people don't need and exhaling the oxygen we need every day. Clean air, beautify the environment, it is really a green environmental protection guard. When it reaches a certain age, it will dedicate its body to people and let us build houses; Give the roots to the artist and carve out exquisite root carving works.

Trees are great. This society is so beautiful because of people and things like big trees. We should cherish the quality of selfless dedication of the big tree, live, study, and cherish life like the big tree, so that every day can be full and meaningful.

Later, to their own excellence.

The last song of life.

In the park in the early morning, a boy with cancer sings softly, he sings about life. Although he didn't have much time left, he didn't feel inferior, he didn't believe in eternity in the world. He believes that nothing is eternal, and so is life.

People always have to die! "He often comforts himself.

At the other end of the park, there is a girl dancing gracefully, like the falling peach blossoms behind her.

On this day, the boy was bored wandering around. Suddenly he smelled the scent of flowers, which drew him to a peach blossom tree, and to see the girl—she was dancing. The boy didn't interrupt her, and waited quietly for her to finish the jump.

You dance so well, like a peach blossom behind you. "Thank you! The girl looked up shyly and said.

At this time, the boy saw her face clearly: a beautiful face with two godless eyes. The boy was taken aback:

Are you a blind girl? As soon as he said this, the boy regretted it, and he knew that he had said something that he should not have said. "Oh......Sorry, I didn't mean to.

It's okay. "The girl seemed to be at ease. ......And just like that, they got to know each other.

They met at sunset, with boys singing and girls dancing.

It was like this for a long time, until that day.

Peach blossoms are so beautiful, just like you. The boy said inadvertently. "It's a pity I can't see it.

The girl bowed her head as she spoke. "I'm sorry. The boy's heart ached, and he knew that he had stabbed the girl's heart again, even though she didn't care.

A strong desire rose from the boy'...... heart

After a few days, the girl excitedly told the boy that someone was willing to give her eyes, and she would see the light and see this beautiful world of flowers. The boy smiled heartily. The girl knew that the pair of eyes was given by the boy.

The twilight of the day seemed to come earlier, and the boy said a lot to the girl: "I used to not believe in eternity, but now I understand that there is eternity in the world, and that is friendship." I'm leaving, never coming back, and I'll cherish our friendship forever.

The girl cried. After saying that, the boy sang the last song of his life, and the girl still danced for him, but ...... with a string of tears

He still left, walked so easily, without regrets, he dedicated the last song of his life to her, and he had no regrets.

The girl's surgery was successful, and she saw everything and knew the truth. She came to the park, and it was strange that this year's peach blossoms did not bloom.

The girl's eyes were blurred, a tear fell from her cheek, and in the setting sun she seemed to hear the ...... of the boy singing

I often wonder, what is life?

One day after the rain, I found a lot of earthworms under the corner of my grandmother's house, I grabbed one and prepared to observe, but when I pulled it, the earthworm was broken, and I hurriedly ran to sue it.

Sued Dad, Dad said, "It's okay, earthworms will do 'magic'.""How can a small earthworm become 'magic'?I asked my dad in confusion. "Look at it and you'll know! "Daddy, me. The next one.

I was shocked that the earthworm that I had broken in two had turned into two, and I felt a life force, so strong! So vivid!

Last winter, Jiujiang encountered an ice and snow disaster that had not been encountered in 50 years.

This spring, I found that the original flower pot and the flower pot next to it emerged red seedlings, at first, I thought it was a weed, and later, I listened to my father's explanation: the seeds of the sunflower were quilted.

The wind and rain blew and sprinkled into the pots, and new shoots grew. It dawned on me: it turned out to be a sunflower! The vitality of the sunflower is very tenacious, although it has been frozen in a cold winter, its stems and leaves have been damaged, but its seeds are still there.

Grow, sprout, and pull out new branches and leaves.

In our lives, there are many examples worth learning from, and the one that impresses me the most is Lei Feng. I remember him famously saying that human life is finite.

But there is no limit to serving the people. I want to devote my limited life to unlimited service to the people. Although Lei Feng is no longer alive, his spirit of obscurity, selfless dedication, and helpfulness is still there.

Leave it in the world.

We must cherish life, and all life in this world can create a colorful world of their own.

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