Essay something that makes you feel something

What is a candle? Candle is a small grain of sand in people's lives, and candles are an ordinary and great force. Candles that are lit in the dark and extinguished in the light seem too insignificant. But I want to sing a hymn to the selfless candle.

The life of the candle is very plain, white, red, colorful, with a pigtail on its head. Life begins with a pigtail. Gradually, the flames engulfed the pigtails and began to melt the body of the candle.

The dripping wax beads are like strings of tears, solidified. The ancients used "the spring silkworm to the end of the dead silk, the wax torch to ashes and tears to dry" to describe the unswerving spirit. Oh, yes!

The spirit of the candle is not only an object of praise for the ancients, but also an example for us.

Therefore, the life of the candle is brilliant, from birth to death, it always dedicates light to people. In today's era when electric lights have entered thousands of households, the role of candles seems to have disappeared. No!

No. In the event of a power outage, candles still have their own purpose, the jade-like white candle sends the soul to the west, and the agate-like red candle welcomes the newborn family. There are also colorful birthday candles, symbolizing the beginning of another year, each one full of happy commemoration.

Reading in the light of a candle makes you feel warm, and walking in the light of a candle makes you feel comfortable.

While praising the candles, I can't help but think of the teacher who worked tirelessly to teach people. They are like candles, the flame of time melts the teacher's youth. The teacher is the candle in the student's journey, always the end of the student's victory, and the teaching is the inextinguishable candlelight, which always illuminates the student's heart.

Candles! I praise you, illuminate others, burn the body!

Teacher! I sang about you, taught my students, aged myself.

We all know that candles are a very ordinary thing, but have you ever thought about it? Candles are a necessity for everyone, and they are quietly contributing to everyone. Today, I'm going to praise candles.

Candles are plain. It has a cylindrical body, red and white, it is not as valuable as furniture, it is worth a few dollars, it is not as beautiful as clothes, it just wears a simple dress and silently serves the people.

Candles are selfless. It is used by every household, and whenever there is a power outage, the owner will take out a candle that looks very inconspicuous and light it with a match, and suddenly the room will be bright. But in illuminating others, at the same time it also sacrifices itself.

It's what brings us light.

Candles are also hard work. It does not stop working at night like an electric light, it is lit and accompanies its owner into the night, and after a day of suffering, it finally ends its life and drifts away into a trace of dust.

However, some people are like candles, that is, hard cleaners, they come to the city every day at dawn, they ride the cleaning truck to the city, and they keep sweeping the floor, which is why our city has become so clean now.

Yes! "The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry".I love candles, I love cleaners more, I praise candles, I praise cleaners who silently serve us.

Dream of Red Mansions··· I was depressed by it, maybe I had a different understanding.

Take a good look at the characters and emotions in it, but don't read other explanations that can limit your own thinking.

The second is Song Ci.

A lot of plagiarism can't be done by yourself.

To write what happened to Xiaocao, how tenacious and unyielding, and summarize, just write.

The life of the grass.

Speaking of grass, people will say that it is weak, but it has tenacious vitality, as the poem says: from the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered. Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

A heavy rain came, I looked out the window, a piece of grass, countless grasses, brave the heavy rain, strong survival, is this the life of grass?

One day, I was playing on the path of the grass, a gust of wind came, countless grasses turned their heads, and a few gusts of wind came behind them, the grasses turned their heads and bent down several times, but every time the wind stopped, they straightened their waists strongly, which made me feel how strong the life of the grass is, I think this is the life of the grass.

Although the grass is weak, they are very strong, they are very weak, but they are also the life of nature, they are also greening our homes, and they are also beautifying our homes, I am very shocked. The grass is small, but the things it does are very important.

I saw on TV that grass provides shelter for many insects, and those insects also need the help of grass, and some grass is small, but it also helps insects.

In fact, in every season of your life, there will be such a green leaf: a smile, an encouragement, a certificate ......It is the driving force for the evergreen tree of your life, and it is the confidence for you to set out towards your dreams.

Is this okay? Personally, I think it's not bad, I wrote it myself, why do I write about one thing that I feel. If that doesn't work, get in touch.

A touching thing.

In this world, there are many people who are moved, and there are many things that move people. They are like stars in the sky, twinkling and twinkling, illuminating people's hearts, illuminating people's behavior and morality. There was one little thing that shone like a star in my heart and I can never forget.

It was an afternoon just after a light rain, and a mother and daughter went downstairs for a walk. At that time, the air was damp with the ground, and the smell of earth was emanated. There are also a few small droplets of water on the green leaves, which add a bit of cuteness to the green leaves.

The flowers also appeared with smiling faces. The sky is so blue, the air is so fresh, and the little insects enjoy the gifts of nature. People have also come out one after another, adding a lot of life to this beautiful painting.

The little girl ran and sang, like a beautiful and eye-catching butterfly in spring. She ran and ran and jumped and sang and sang, and in a few moments she came to the side of a road they had to pass. There is still a little water left on the road, and it looks very slippery.

She carefully pulled her pants and walked over step by step. When she saw her mother coming, she shouted at her from afar, "Mom, this road is very slippery, be careful!"

After speaking, he smiled sweetly at his mother.

Although this is a small thing, it reflects the little girl's kind heart that cares about others. Although it is only a short sentence, it can reflect her love and respect for her mother.

You see, caring for others and respecting elders are virtues that are celebrated by people. This incident has brought me a lot of inspiration and made me remember for a long time, that if everyone cares about others and respects their elders, then the world will be a better place.

Oh, no, you don't have to experience it yourself, it's just better to write about it, in fact, you have enough knowledge to write a moving essay.