Essay about rainbow 600 words or more

In the past, rainbows gave people hope.

Symbolizes a beautiful dream.

Now Rainbow is disappointed.

Fleeting is fleeting, not eternal.

What is past is just the past.

The present can only face the future.

Turning back is the shore, turning back is also the reef.

Dreaming too much is exhaustion.

After looking forward to it for a long time, I get tired of it.

Not absent-minded.

It's the heart that is no longer there.

The sun is better than the rain.

It's easier to accept the heat than the cold wind.

It is better to have someone to love than to have no one to please.

No more looking back at the stories of the past.

No more chasing withered fairy tales.

No more succumbing to deceased love.

Dew stains the morning sun.

The grains are crystal clear.

Countless gorgeous little rainbows are reflected.

It is even more aggressive and eye-catching.

Hope is always on the next morning.

Hope is always for the next tomorrow.

Hope is always in the next minute.

Hope is everywhere.

It's not just a dream.

It's not just prayer.

It's not just looking.

And hope is only a beautiful ...... of our faith

There are a lot of mixed feelings.

Beauty. Incomplete.

Shake out of reach.

4 Everyone says that after the storm, see the rainbow, maybe the "rainbow" is a kind of beauty, a kind of hope. There is a song that sings: Accept all the ups and downs, please believe that there is a rainbow.

Many people go to see the splendor of the rainbow, but while watching the rainbow, have you ever wondered what happens after the rainbow? It's still a blue sky, a few floating clouds. But what does that mean, does it mean that there has been a rainbow?

Wrong, that doesn't mean anything. When I was a child, I was very fond of heavy rain, and when it rained, I was always very happy, and my mother always said that I was not sensible, saying that heavy rain would make it inconvenient for people to work and study. And I still like heavy rain as always, because after the heavy rain, there will be rainbows, and I like the seven-colored rainbow bridge.

I went to elementary school, and although when it rained heavily, my shoes and pants would be wet, and my grandmother's legs would hurt, but I still liked heavy rain as always, and I liked rainy days, not for anything else, just for the seven-colored rainbow bridge, I liked that kind of splendor, I liked that kind of beauty, and I liked that kind of hope even more. But that time, I no longer liked heavy rains, I didn't like rainy days anymore, I didn't like rainbows anymore. It was in the third grade of elementary school, on a rainy day, I had to go to school, although it was a little inconvenient, but I didn't complain, because I knew that after the heavy rain was a rainbow, I waited for the heavy rain to stop, waiting for the rainbow to come.

Finally, a rainbow bridge appeared in the sky, and after a while the rainbow disappeared, which did not make me sad, because I knew that the rainbow would disappear. But I didn't leave, I still looked at the sky, because I wondered: see the rainbow after the storm, so what is after the rainbow?

I hope that an angel will descend on earth and wave his wings. But it turned out that I was wrong, after the rainbow there was still a blue sky, a floating cloud. I don't like rainbows anymore because I don't like ephemeral beauty, I love eternity.

Now, when it rains, I won't be so happy, although there will be a rainbow after the storm, but I still like sunny days, and I like those few floating clouds but blank. Gorgeous, but only short-lived; And the sunny day, but it is eternal! To give you a paragraph for your reference.

The rain is the trace of the wind, the wind is the message of the rain, and the rainbow is the beauty after the wind and rain - inscription.

A drop of water, a small river has experienced the twists and turns, the steep and dangerous process, experienced the bitterness and bitterness of the storm, sailing and breaking the waves, and finally merged into the sea, lining the endless sky with a translucent blue light, showing a beautiful scenery of water going to the clouds.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the sea, a drop of water is humble, but it guards the rainbow in the heart, and finally merges into the sea, making the sea wider and bluer.

Thinking of humility in our hearts, it is always difficult for us to imagine that the beautiful butterfly was transformed by the ugly caterpillar, it is always difficult to imagine that the "embankment of a thousand miles" will "collapse in the anthill", and it is always difficult to imagine that the small dandelion will have such a strong vitality ......

In fact, there is no distinction between humility and nobility in life, humility is just an imagination imposed by people. When things that are defined as humble begin to wait for the rainbow in their hearts, life will surely become beautiful and noble!

When the painter put a mole on Zhaojun's face, the national color and heavenly fragrance were no longer beautiful, but a "green mound" was cast. In feudal society, Zhaojun is just a palace maid with a humble status, but she waits for the rainbow in her heart with her unyielding and arrogant and blind heart. "Once I went to the Zitai Lianshuo Desert", she was humble but achieved decades of recuperation and recuperation in the Han Empire.

Perhaps in the eyes of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Sima Qian was just a lowly historian, and then became a eunuch by his "gift", and the people around him looked at Sima Qian with strange eyes, but he was still persistent, and finally created the "Historical Records" praised by Lu Xun as "the swan song of the historian, the rhyme of the separation", creating a precedent for Chinese historiography. When he waited for the beautiful rainbow in his heart, a stone tablet in Chinese historiography had been built.

Qu Xiaoxue, an ordinary American student. In the eyes of Edward, the banker with great wealth and power, she couldn't be more humble. But it was this international student who was humble in Edward's eyes, who used her body to support her dignity, and in the end she won.

The so-called noble Edward publicly apologized and paid $5,250 to the "humble" Chinese. Light snow disdainful, shredded wide plum dollars, thrown into the sky. At that moment, a "rainbow" of Chinese dignity rose in the sky of a foreign country.

Perhaps, in the eyes of many people, they are all humble, but they are neither humble nor arrogant, guarding the beautiful rainbow in their hearts, and finally impressing people. Yes, there is no humility in life, as long as you have life and try your best to protect the rainbow in your heart, your life will become beautiful and noble!

Let those who pretend to be noble open their eyes to see you clearly......

The times are moving fast, and how many kinds of rainbows are also rising. People are chasing their rainbow lights, but they leave me lonely and lonely.

I don't know when it started, there are always people's work plans in my ears, and they keep thinking, as if they want to forget the world and only pursue the rainbow high standard in their hearts, so I see that people in the past no longer greet each other like when they met before, but bury their heads and walk by. How many days have passed, and there is silence in my ears. The city has become more and more indifferent, and the countryside has embarked on a journey to the city, and the friendship and harmony between people have been thrown out of the clouds.

The silence of the environment overwhelmed me, and the gloom on my friend's face made me no longer able to find harmony and friendliness among people. So I embarked on a journey to find the rainbow in my heart. I longed to find the world of joy that I used to have.

I worked non-stop day and night. I saw the street children crying on the road, the loneliness in people's eyes, and the black and black spots everywhere in the small river that was ruthlessly polluted by the people. It's really hard to imagine how quickly people's minds are changing.

I was at a loss, and I never found a harmonious world again. The desire to return to a friendly world is devastated.

I know! The only thing I can do now is myself. I tried to talk to my friends and talk to passers-by.

Whenever I meet acquaintances, I always talk first, find topics first, and whenever I encounter an unfamiliar environment, I can always become friends with everyone within 10 minutes. I worked hard to correct my shortcomings and try to get along with my friends in a friendly way, just for the immortal Changhong in my heart.

The Changhong in my heart gave me a deeper understanding of growth; I cherish every friend very much; For every point I can give, I give up; Be sincere and trustworthy to everyone. With the rainbow in my heart, I remember our ** name: Writer.com, in my childhood, middle school, I had a beautiful sun on my head.