I took the Chinese test 30 and needed a sad essay to heal my wounds. 20

Sitting quietly, a touch of sunlight slapped on the face vortex, impetuousness and throbbing in the heart, suddenly a trace of panic flashed, I understood how light it is like a flowing year.

Inscription. I like stillness, because stillness, it gives me more space to think, I like to think, I like the feeling of having my thoughts flying, and this feeling is like my soul has been freed, unrestrained, and can go anywhere in the world ......

Fantasizing, on a warm winter afternoon, sipping a cup of coffee, sitting quietly, the lazy sun gently lapping on the side of the face, this is the gift of nature; Outside the window, the withered yellow leaves are fluttering in the wind, which is a farewell to winter, and the sparkling lake emits blue waves, which is a response to the wind. Enjoy a piece of nature, and you get a mood.

Nature is like a great mother, and human beings are like her infant baby, which is slowly growing up and slowly taking. Nature not only gives material gifts, but also gives spiritual influence, she taught human beings to be indifferent and quiet, she taught human beings to go with the flow without force, she taught human beings that things must be reversed, and she taught human beings that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and she taught human beings to depend on each other for blessings ......and misfortunes

I have learned a lot by following the footsteps of nature into the natural world, overlooking the world and all living beings, looking back on the past and feeling spontaneous! Many things in life follow the same rules, and those who understand the laws have already seen the end of things from the beginning of things, while more people make the same mistakes repeatedly without repentance. Am I not one of these people?

You can never get out of the circle of red dust, you can't see through the impermanence of the world, and in the end you just end up with an empty joy, a lifetime of youth!

I used to think that saying this would deepen my feelings, so I said this for a while. But what I see is that the person who said this slowly, fades, and disperses. Even if they don't disperse now, they are not far from the field.

Some words just can't stand being said, and once they are spoken, the taste changes; Some emotions are too serious, and it is easy to get hurt, hurt yourself, and hurt others. These things, these feelings are only suitable for the beginning of nature, the end of nature, people will experience countless things in this long life, produce countless feelings, and how many can be remembered in the end? When tomorrow becomes today, becomes yesterday, and finally becomes the least important day in our memory, can you still remember the bits and pieces that happened at that time?

A relationship that started inadvertently,Let it exist inadvertently,No matter what the ending is,The process is always beautiful,Although through layers of fog,Can't see the road ahead,But enjoying a space of ten meters is not a kind of happiness。 The confusion ahead gave me infinite imagination and infinite possibilities for the future, and I was intoxicated by it. Going with the flow is perhaps the best way to go with the flow, and that's the gift of nature!

The afternoon coffee turned into a beer, and in a trance, I returned to that dream-like world. I like to imagine, let my thoughts fly, imagination is the aftertaste of life, the interpretation of the heart, the interpretation of the soul. When we are in a hurry to pursue our dreams on the road of life, don't forget to leave a care for our hearts, otherwise we will be numb.

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The years are like hurts, the clouds are faint, the tears can't find a reason to hesitate, and the heart begins to age a little bit. The lost time can't be changed, and the laughter of the past is so ethereal. I tried my best but didn't catch it, and that pale smile would still hang on my lips, like a weathered boulder, and I didn't know when it would be blown away by the wind.

I quietly stayed on the road I came, and the past was like smoke, and now I think of it as intoxicating. I felt the breath of long-distance alone, and my thoughts seemed to have crossed the distance of a thousand years. Just because you have walked through this season, the fragrance of tea in that year, like a dream after prosperity, spreads the beauty of Sansheng III.

And that beauty is like a floating happiness, but also sad the pain of three lives and three lives.

I thought I could let go of the most beautiful things I once had, but whenever I think of you, vague tears have already betrayed me. You know the moment I turned around, I had that drop of sparkle in my eyes as I crossed the ocean. Quietly guarding the oath of faint departure, I hesitated and didn't know where the love would go.

Lonely and lonely. Use words to describe your more and more blurred appearance, each stroke of the portrayal, like a piece of withered petals, falling weakly in the wind, falling down the whole courtyard of the heart, but also sad the fragrance of the heart.

A thought, a memory, a broken intestine, you in the past, now me, that attachment has disappeared with the awakening of the dream. If you want to hold the fragrance of winter snow and residual flowers, how can the snow turn into ruthless tears, look at the night frost, break your dreams a few times, but treat the residual flowers as mirror flowers. At this moment, I wander alone in the sleepless night, unable to wake up from a clear dream, unable to sleep, but leaving a lifetime of desolation.

It's better to write about who misunderstood you, and think about the others!

Friends or parents and teachers have misunderstood you.

Returning to the Garden (the third) Tao Yuanming.

Planting beans in the south of the mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings.

Morningside is desolate, and returns with the moon and lotus.

The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew stains my clothes.

It is not a pity to stain the clothes, but the wish is not violated.

Make it to the plug Wang Wei.

The bicycle wants to ask the side, and the subject country lives extends.

The tent went out of Hanse, and returned to the wild goose into Hutian.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

Xiao Guan waited to ride, and he was all protected by Yan Ran.

Crossing Jingmen to bid farewell to Li Bai.

Outside the Jingmen, come and travel from the Chu country.

The mountains follow the plains, and the rivers flow into the great wilderness.

Under the moon, the flying mirror, the clouds are born and the sea is built.

still pity the hometown water, thousands of miles to see off the boat.

Ascend Yueyang Tower (one of them) Chen Yuyi.

The east river of Dongting is west of the river, and the curtain does not move and the sunset is late.

Ascend to the Wushu horizontal land, and migrate to the lakes and mountains when they want to twilight.

Thousands of miles to travel is still far away, and it is more difficult to rely on danger for more than three years.

In the white-headed hanging ancient wind and frost, the old wood is infinitely sad.

These four poems are all excellent works of scenery and expression. The idyllic scenery of the author's pen, the smoke of the desert, the surging river, and the dangerous buildings overlook; or self-satisfied, or vast and magnificent, or affectionate, or desolate in the twilight, there are complex emotions between the lines. The reflection on life, the attachment to the hometown, the helplessness of the encounter, and the emotion of the national fortune are shining with the beauty of classical poetry everywhere.