For an essay on the topic of listening , write about Essay 5

Learn to Listen" People not only have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering, but also a pair of ears that are good at listening. Listening, the dictionary definition is: listen respectfully and carefully.

In this world, we often listen, listening to the voice of nature can make you spiritually happy, listening to the voice of society can make you full of confidence, listening to the words of the wise can enlighten wisdom, listening to the words of parents can enjoy family affection, listening to praise words can inspire fighting spirit, listening to criticism can reflect on self-reflection and ......Listening makes a man wise, and he grows wise.

In listening, we are looking for the charm of "the bright moon shines among the pines, and the Qinggao stone is upstream", the ethereal spirit of "the cicada noise forest is more quiet, and the birdsong mountain is more secluded", and the artistic conception of "the mangroves are drunk with autumn colors, and the blue stream plays the night strings".

Listen to the whispering of the breeze, listen to the singing of the pine waves, listen to the crickets chirping, and listen to the birds crying in the mountains and forests. Listening enriches your temperament, expands your mind, and gives you wisdom and enlightenment. Listening is a kind of life attitude that is full of hearty and quiet life.

When we have a clear view of our minds and reach the state of inner and outer unity, and the unity of mind and object, we will be able to gain wisdom enlightenment from any subtle thing. Quietly look at a scoop of water, and look at a flower ...... in detailEverything is illustrated and taught all the time. People who are impetuous, people who are hungry for profit, people who are open-minded, people who are scheming, people who are scheming will not listen.

They are too shallow, too utilitarian, too narrow-minded, too sophisticated. They lack the patience of enlightenment, the moderate tolerance, the stretched mind, and the innocence of curiosity. All they could hear was the impact of copper and the noise of life.

In this world, we need to listen, listen to the advice of our parents, listen to the love of our husbands (wives), listen to the crying of babies, listen to the teachings of teachers, and listen to the comforting ...... of friends. Listening is the collision of hearts and minds, the exchange of love and love, and the fusion of feelings and feelings. Listening is an active attitude of life, a kind of kind treatment, a kind of heartfelt trust, and a wonderful state of mind.

A great man said, "A nation that loves to listen is a nation of wisdom." The arrogant people do not like to listen, they are arrogant and arrogant. The secluded people do not like to listen, they sit back and watch the sky. The people who are anxious for quick success do not like to listen, and they stop at the beginning.

Therefore, learn to listen so that you are not complacent, not lonely, open your eyes, and see knowledge. Learn to listen to be good at thinking and being creative. We are calm, humble, vibrant, and full of charm.

Listen to last night's wind and rain.

Listen to the sound of rain, you can wash your ears; Listening to the sound of the rain can purify your mind.

- Inscription. I like to listen to the rain, because the sound of rain is a kind of heavenly sound that is incompatible with the complex society; It is a leisurely and hearty sound; It is a free and surging sound. The sound of rain is a pure song, forever touching the innocence in the depths of the heart.

Listen to the tender light rain, the veins of the light rain are lingering. "Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. "Listening to the spring rain, it seems that I can hear the sound of grass budding on the sandy sofa.

This sound of rain is like a faint fragrance of jasmine at night, endlessly. Listening to Xiaoyu reminds me of Li Qingzhao, her words are the same as people, leaving you with a faint scene, a faint sorrow, hitting the sycamore leaves, bit by bit, forever touching the heart of the departed. reminds me of Liu Yong, "The First Break of the Late Shower in the Long Pavilion" gives full play to the sorrow of parting with friends in the bleak environment, which makes people integrate into the sad scene, which is sorrow.

At this time, it was silent, leaning against the window, listening to the rain all night and sleepless. The sound of rain can sweep away the dust.

The rain is murmuring outside the curtain, and the spring is full of spring" This is listening to the neatness and heartiness of the rain. The sound of the rain is crisp on the plantain leaves, even and delicate, like gurgling water. Just as Mr. Shen Congwen wrote a fresh and refreshing music for us, we heard the gentle flow of Xiangxi water, heard the simple singing of the boatman, and heard the voice of Cuicui and Grandpa for a better life.

I think of Wang Wei again, his poem is the refreshing pleasure of "Qingquan Stone Upstream". There are paintings in the poems, and there are poems in the paintings, which compose a natural movement. Listening to the rain makes people feel cheerful and cheerful, and washes away the troubles of the soul.

Before the rain, the stamens between the flowers are first seen, and after the rain, there are no leaves at all. "It's to listen to the free and easy of the heavy rain, the excitement of the heavy rain. Listening to the sound of the heavy rain reminds me of Li Bai, he sleepwalks on Tianmu Mountain like a mountaineer fearlessly climbing up in the pouring rain, letting his clothes get wet, like the heavy rain raging and indulgent, "An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, so that I was unhappy?"

's unscrupulousness makes people become free and unrestrained.

Listening is a form of longing, a touch of fusion, a gorgeous silence.

Come, let's listen to nature with our hearts! When we walked to the path in the field, did you hear the grass calling to us? When we go into the dense forest, do you hear us called?

When we walked into the boundless sea, did you hear the sea calling to us? But no matter in **, we can hear the voice of nature.

Listen, over there, the tree crept out of the short branches, shaking, and it also "rustled" and sang a beautiful song.

Listen, the flowers over there are quietly humming a little song from the buds, under the song of the tree.

The grass kept growing, tender and green, in the fields, in the yard, on the roadside, full of it, a breeze blew, the grass stretched its waist, kicked its legs, and rippled ...... with the windHe also kept singing: "Rustle, rustle." ”

The wind was gentle, the grass was soft, and the acquaintances on the trees also started their "star concert" at this time. "Know, know, know......"Listen, here, there, far away, everywhere there is a well-known song, and the song is close to the mountain in the distance. When the night is approaching, and the knowers have already rested, the next bel canto ** family grasshopper sang in the applause of the grass "rustling", and from time to time there was a very sharp and urgent, almost metallic collision-like crisp sound.

I revel in it because it's a necessary step to get closer to nature, but I prefer the sea.

In the evening, the setting sun reflects the red sky, and under the sky is the sea. The sea was rolling, the waves were majestic, the voice was like a drunken poet whispering; It is like a thousand horses chirping; It's more like the neighing ...... of countless geese after being caughtAh, the sea, is your tide calling to me?

As I walked along the path in the fields, I heard the grass calling to us; When I walked into the dense forest, I heard the knowledge calling to us; When we walk into the endless seashore, the tide is still calling us! Oh, my friend, this is the voice of nature, how have you listened? I wrote it myself, landlord, give it a lot, thank you!