800 word essay on the topic of tribulation

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by. In the blink of an eye, the 2004 "May Day" International Labor Day has arrived, and I will talk about what I saw and heard during the "May Day" holiday. The most eye-catching thing in the "May Day" festival is a dazzling array of goods, and manufacturers have played a "celebration" May Day "commodity reward".

Celebrate the 'May Day' food sale. and so on.

The last ray of the most beautiful and beautiful sunset set on the distance of returning home. At this time, the farm life is the kind of warm and friendly home that we yearn for the most, the kind of comfortable and warm home that the farmers feel after returning from work.

This kind of life can only exist here, I don't know how many springs, autumns and autumns, I don't know how many days and nights, and the hurried ones are still slipping off piece by piece.

Laughing and proudly tribulation.

Once upon a time, I heard someone sing about wine, lamenting that life is short and the road is long. In the predicament that I can't get rid of, sometimes I am at a loss, I can't even see a path to the dawn, and sometimes I am so proud that I can even forget the crooked and pitiful footprints behind me. Eventually, however, we have to rush into the crowd and accept the fate of choosing a so-called attitude to face the new ordeal.

The Czech writer Milan Kundera said: "There are only two kinds of journeys, one is only to reach the end, so that life is only two points of life and death; The other is to devote his eyes and mind to the scenery and encounters along the way, then his life will be abundant".Some people always want to get the most perfect ending and think that life is worth living, but instead of racking our brains and trying to get out of the predicament, we should really devote ourselves to the hardship and struggle and accept the tempering of fate.

Some people still don't understand why they can't get rid of the entanglement of tribulations in their lives. In fact, life is an odd number, and it is precisely because it has endless places to eliminate that it has a rich rhythm. If there are no contradictions in life, no irrationality, then what is the point of our existence?

It is precisely when we face suffering and defeat it, and it is when we have confusion and get rid of it, that we can make joints in the process of life and make life full and colorful.

Just like when we look at a mountain, if the mountain is not majestic, we feel that the mountain has lost the character of a mountain, and would rather look at a flat land. When we look at the sea, if there are no waves, we think that the sea does not have the backbone of the sea, and we would rather enjoy a stream. Therefore, those who are cursing the ups and downs and setbacks they have encountered, stop complaining about God's injustice and neglect, because this is precisely the favor of fate.

Even if you fall down the 100th time, get up the 101st time. Perhaps inadvertently, the ordeal experienced has become a valuable asset in life.