600 words of prose or prose poems, urgent !! 15

Desire to get a heart.

A person who has just entered the world, who has not been stormy, and who sees the world with incomprehensible eyes, we call it a child. A person who has experienced great ups and downs and can use his white beard to pick up wisdom, we call it an old man. Memory is the wealth that the old man has guarded all his life, and childlike innocence is the only wisdom of the child.

I longed for a heart that was both full of the innocence of a child and the calmness of an old man.

I only hope that I will never be a child. In this way, the child's heart will always be with me. In my eyes, life is not a monotonous blank sheet of paper, but a colorful piece of thought:

Why is grass green? How does the mountain stand so high? How does the water flow so slowly?

Thinking about it, I would lie on my back on the grass, and the grass was filled with the nice smell of the sun.

I only wish that I would always be stable. In this way, the wisdom of the old man will always be with me. In my eyes, life is not about studying and reading all day, but about being philosophical.

I think I would think under the bright light: "How does the mountain stand as a dignity, and how does the water flow into a vein of wisdom?" "If you don't have to try it on the soles of your feet, how do you know how the mountain stands with dignity?

Dignity can also be standing after a fall. Wisdom can also be foolish. Try it with your hands, can you understand it so rationally?

On a sunny day after the rain, the air was full of the smell of sunshine, and I sat in front of the window thinking and thinking about ......

Yesterday, I was sitting in front of the window doing my homework, and I wanted to see my little birds! But a pile of books blocked my view, and it was already past ten o'clock, and I didn't even see my brother's face. I only wish that my childlike innocence is still alive, and I only wish that I will always be calm, so that I can say "goodbye" to the monotonous study life.

I fell asleep again because I felt more tired than I had ever felt before. In the dream, I cried and said to God, "The wish is mine, please, give it to me, that heart!" ”

Every time I close my eyes, I can see an old man and a child walking towards me, as if I was holding the old man with my left hand and the child with my right hand, and I came with them to the deciduous forest that was full of autumn sounds, and looked at the golden and warm ......

How longing for that heart!

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"Peach Heart Flowers and Trees".

Next to the old house in the countryside, there is a very large open space, which is rented to people to grow mahogany saplings.

Mahogany is a special tree, the tree shape is beautiful, tall and straight, in the past, the old forest farm planted a lot, has grown into a forest several feet high. So when I saw the knee-length mahogany sapling, I couldn't believe my eyes.

The mahogany seedlings are planted by a very tall man, and when he bends down to plant the trees, it feels like planting seedlings.

After the saplings were planted, he often came to water them. Strangely, he came irregularly, sometimes every three days, sometimes every five days, sometimes only once in ten days; The amount of watering is also not necessarily, sometimes more watering, sometimes less.

When I lived in the country, I would walk on the path next to the mahogany seedlings every day, and the people who planted the seedlings would occasionally come to the house for tea. Sometimes he comes in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon, and the time is not necessarily.

I was feeling weirder and stranger.

What's even stranger is that the mahogany seedlings sometimes wither inexplicably. Therefore, when he comes, he always brings a few saplings to replant.

At first I thought he was too lazy and sometimes took so long to water the trees.

But how do lazy people know how many trees will wither?

Later, I thought he was too busy to do anything irregularly. However, how can a busy person do things so calmly?

I couldn't help but ask him, when should I come? How often should I water it? Why does mahogany wither for no reason? If you water it every day, the mahogany seedlings won't wilt, right?

The tree planter laughed, he said: "Planting trees is not about planting vegetables or rice, planting trees is a century-old foundation, unlike green vegetables that can be harvested in a few weeks." Therefore, the trees themselves have to learn to find water in the soil.

I watered just to imitate the rain all day, it rains all day is not accurate, how many days does it go next? Morning or afternoon? How much at once?

If you can't draw water to grow in this uncertainty, the sapling will naturally wither. However, finding a source of water in the midst of uncertainty and desperately putting down roots will not be a problem for a tree that grows into a hundred years. ”

"If I come and water every day, and water a certain amount at regular intervals every day, the sapling will develop a sense of dependence, and the roots will float on the surface and cannot go deep into the ground, and once I stop watering, the sapling will wither even more." Fortunately, the surviving saplings will also fall down in a violent storm.

I was very touched by the words of the tree planter. Not only trees, but also people, living in uncertainty, being able to withstand the test of life can be relatively withstanding, and will exercise an independent heart. In the midst of uncertainty, if you deepen your perception of the environment and emotions, you can learn to transform a small amount of nutrients into great energy and strive to grow.

Now, the mahogany seedlings in front of the window have grown as tall as the roof, and they are so elegant and full of life.

The tree planters are no longer coming, and the mahogany will not wither.