xx, the sunshine of my life semi propositional essay

Be strong – the sunshine of my life.

"The Sunshine in My Life".

I like to walk alone by the small river at the edge of the village, watching the quiet water caress the shallow sand, the river water is clear and clear, like the sound of a shepherd boy's piccolo. The sun shines on the face, like a mother's hand, warm and affectionate. Looking up at the sky, the blue velvety amorous, bright and not dazzling sun is like a bright lamp, illuminating the direction of the lost heart, sweeping away the haze and unhappiness in the heart.

People can't change the weather, but they can change the mood when facing the weather", but for a disappointed or desperate person, sunlight is so important.

Sometimes it rains, but the heart is clear; Sometimes the sky is clear, but the heart is raining", we can't control the weather, the daily desire for sunshine can only be an encounter that can be met but not sought, but why not create a ray of sunshine for your life? We are not passers-by on the journey of life, but masters of our own destiny.

No longer immersed in the unsatisfactory point in the heart, no longer magnify that little bit of pain, what can the rain be? There is an endless sunshine in our hearts. Open our hearts, like saints receiving the summons of Jesus, our devotion to life, will put a sun on the windows of our hearts that will never fall.

Under the bright sunshine, we make a swaying bamboo note, drift with the waves on the green water and clear waves, listen to the roar of the mountains and forests, cry the blood ape, no longer be stubborn birds, every day stubbornly want the world to exist in its own way, when it is unsatisfactory, we will angrily crash into the visible or invisible cage, and torture ourselves all over the body; Under the bright sunshine, we are smiling, "watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, rolling clouds outside the sky", a cup of tea, a volume of line books, we face the ebb and flow of life lightly and bravely, "at half past four in the morning, see the begonia flowers are not sleeping", we learn to love life like Yasunari Kawabata.

Shelley said, "The past belongs to the Grim Reaper, and the future belongs to us!" How optimistic he was, because he had found the sunshine in his life; We are also pursuing, struggling to explore, the sunshine in our lives is **?

We searched and searched, climbed mountains and mountains, and cut through thorns and thorns until we were ragged and exhausted. At this time, we think of our parents at home, the friends with whom we spend day and night, the clear face in the depths of our memory, our dreams, and the responsibilities on our shoulders ......Friends, don't hesitate any longer, the sunshine of life is all around us, and it is the reason for us to continue to persevere. We have the love of many people, we have our own life pursuits, we have too much, too much, Tagore said

When you weep for missing the sun, you will miss the stars. "Let us cherish the light of our life, let us shine under the light of life, light but firm, brave and optimistic, happy and humble to the next stop of the road of life.

If winter comes, will spring be far away? If there is only sunshine in life, will there still be haze? Let us cherish all, always be grateful, and believe that the walker is boundless and the benevolent is invincible.

In front of the window, a beautiful beam of sunlight poured in, casting a patch on the textbook. I think it's probably carefree, sprinkled so naturally, so casual, just like you, always simple and natural, but so beautiful that it touches people's hearts.

You're beautiful, everybody says so. The watery eyes are clearer than water, the long eyelashes are curled, and you love to laugh, and when you smile, your face turns red, revealing neat and white teeth.

You came with the sunshine, and when I saw you for the first time, the sun warmed my heart, I like you so much, and I am even more proud to be the representative of the class closest to you. Unexpectedly, two hundred and fifty lessons, ten thousand and eighty minutes have passed, and the ponytail you can only appear in my dreams from time to time. It's been a year, and in that big classroom, there is sunshine and happiness with you.

In your class, I learned interesting knowledge that I had never learned before, English textbooks, full of notes, and bean sprout-like letters became so cute for the first time, but at that time I didn't know how to cherish it, I thought you were so kind to others and too strict with me. You told me to finish the work in time, even early, and I really don't remember it for long, and I forgot this and that again and again. So, you got angry, I thought you would not hesitate to remove me ruthlessly, but what I didn't expect was that you were still giving me a chance by suppressing the anger.

The work of the representative of the department is an opportunity for the teacher to give you an exercise, and the teacher hopes that you will not take it as a burden on your mind, can you do it well? With that, you gently flattened my upturned collar with your hand. Suddenly, a warm beam of sunlight hit me, and I nodded.

Since then, I've become more meticulous, and that's probably what the sun brought me.

The school year exam is coming, you are very busy, in front of your familiar desk, the moment you squat down to take the test paper, I suddenly found that your bright red shirt has been soaked, I understand, what you pay is the sunshine, what you leave behind, except sweat, what else? I blame myself, I'm a careless student! At that moment, tears ruthlessly moistened ...... eyes

It's autumn again, you've cut off your ponytail, it's still so beautiful, and the sunshine already belongs to another classroom. I can't bear you! The first time you put your arms around me, the first time you praised me, saying that I was a good girl, as long as I continued to work hard, I should win a place in the city in the future!

At that time, my heart was sour......I resolutely resigned as the representative of the English class, and I want to freeze my memories in the days when I had you.

Sunshine is beautiful, but it is not carefree, it is just willing to dedicate light and heat to hide the sweat it sheds and the hardships it experiences. When I grow up, I want to be a beam of sunshine and sow the sun. I'm going to always remember:

In my life, there was you, you were my sunshine.