Proposition Essay Discover poetry and beauty on the road how to write

Love on the road You can write about a kind of love that continues, such as the love that you see in the things you see, and then you can continue to continue, you can write about family affection, on your way to school, and then you feel the love that your relatives give you, and then you want to repay their love with love later.

Discover Poetry You can write about a person or thing that you look down on at first, but after some time you find out that the thing or person is actually doing it for a nobler purpose, and then you find poetry.

The beautiful water towns in the south of the Yangtze River show poetry everywhere, and the mountains and water in the south of the Yangtze River all reflect the elegance of poetry (discover the poetry).

On the way to school, I discovered beauty because of a light trip, which comes from people's care and the thoughtfulness of my classmates, which makes me discover the beauty and beauty of life.

I don't understand, explain it, just the general meaning, I don't plagiarize the Internet, think about it.

"Discovering poetry" is a phrase topic, and when writing, it should be detained".

The word "poetic" is specifically to understand its meaning. "Poetic" in the Modern Chinese Dictionary means "an artistic conception that gives people a sense of beauty as expressed in the poem". What exactly is poetry?

In everyone's eyes, it has a different meaning. "Poetic" can refer to those precious or desirable factors in the prompt, or it can refer to all the good things in the world, such as family, friendship, teacher-student relationship, etc. In the scene of life, "poetic" can refer to the discovery when you carefully observe your mother and look at her eyes carefully, or the love you suddenly find when you disdain, and you can also refer to the flying snow in August, the small bridge and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, the smile of the peach blossoms blown by the wind, and the new lotus ...... when the rain pulls the buds"Discover" is a verb that should not be ignored, and candidates should explain how they found it when they write.

From the point of view of the topic, the topic of this article is more suitable for writing abstract material, it is best to write a narrative or prose, of course, it can also be written as a discussion**.

When selecting materials, we should get rid of the usual themes of "my father carries me to see a doctor" and "my mother cooks for me every morning", avoid flat and direct description, and can take materials from the aspects of "parents' care, care and inner feelings after encountering setbacks".

and discover the beauty around you.

There is no lack of beautiful things in the world, but there is a lack of eyes that are good at discovering beauty - inscriptions.

Beauty is a few wisps of white clouds wandering in the blue sky; Beauty is a few remnants of snow on the hills; Beauty is a few birdsongs echoing in the dense forest; Beauty is a touch of the sun jumping on the sea. The beauty of nature has been described by predecessors, but the beauty of the world has always been confused by people's misunderstanding, because people always think that the beauty of the appearance is the real beauty, but they ignore the inner beauty of people. And he may have been one of these stupid crowds in the past.

I remember that when he was a child, he would often stare at the window in a daze, looking at the joyful expressions of his peers, and he became more and more dull. As the days passed, he became extremely introverted, afraid to greet the living, and treated his friends coldly. There is a reason for it, and that is because he was naughty when he was three years old; Finally fell into the bane, making his little finger "short" to a man, and since then, he has become the object of ridicule from his partners, and his psychology has gradually become cold.

He always asked his mother if he was still beautiful after losing his little finger, but she was silent, pointed to a little grass and said, "When it blooms, you will understand what beauty is." ”

So, he guarded the pot of weeds every day, and when the soil was dry, he helped it water, and when the wind blew, he helped it block the wind. The weed grew taller and stronger, and in autumn it finally bloomed, but the next day, the flower was gone, and it seemed unwilling to leave, and there was a sense of falling leaves and returning to their roots. With tears in his eyes, he found his mother with flowers in his hand, and his mother was speechless, just looking at the weeds and then at him.

A flash of inspiration finally flashed in his eyes, and he put down the pot, rushed out of the gate, and ran to the field behind the house. From then on, he was no longer lonely, because no matter how lonely he was, he would find someone to talk to, and from then on, he was no longer lonely, because he won a group of friends because of his actions.

his introspection; Because of the weeds that were not praised in that lesson, because without him, the tree might have withered under the scorching sun, and would have died and the knowledge of the storm, but it was because of his meticulous care that this grass was short-lived, flashing the most beautiful moment of his life. He is its confidant, he understands that its flowers bloom and fall day and night is a gratitude for his kindness, and he is more because he has discovered his own beauty, that is, kindness and love for all things, he has discovered beauty, found beauty, and found the precious spiritual wealth of his life.

He grew up day by day, when he grew up to be as old as me, he already had a lot of insight and broad vision, I know him, because he is me, I finally understand now, beauty, human desire, but beauty, more needs people to face up, because only by facing him, it will show the true meaning of beauty.

There is no online (*hee-hee.

Topic suggestions: 1. Discerning eyes distinguish truth, goodness and beauty; 2. Non-essential silk and bamboo, the landscape has a clear sound; 3. Beauty lies in discovery; 4. Beauty in my eyes; 5. Jingmei people are more beautiful; 6. The scenery nourishes my eyes, and people warm my heart; 7. Seeing and not seeing (visible beauty - the beauty of the appearance of people and things, the beauty of the invisible - the beauty of the soul); 8, great beauty without words (compared to "great love without borders").

Hehe, for the time being, I only think about so much, I hope it will help you.

Autumn on campus.

Summer is quietly gone, and autumn is coming unconsciously in the sound of geese and autumn, fluttering and falling leaves. In the early morning, the mischievous fog girl put on a thin layer of gauze for Mother Earth, and when she entered the school, she was shown a large lawn in front of her, the green lawn of the past had shown signs of decay, and the two pines and cypresses in the middle of the lawn were still standing tall like two mighty warriors in the autumn wind. The dew drops on the leaves of the trees are refracted by the sunlight and smile at us like a pair of small eyes.

The rockery in the center of the lawn is locked in a thick fog, like a fairyland. There is a thin layer of mist floating in the pool below the rockery, and the fish in the pool swim lazily, like old people walking leisurely in the courtyard. The water of the pool is cool and cool, and reaching out to touch it makes people feel cool.

And lo and behold! There is also a sleeping Buddha in the far side of the rockery, as if sleeping in a thick fog. Autumn mornings on campus are refreshing.

At noon, the warm autumn sun shone on us, and the playground was full of jumping students. Some were slapping the ball, chasing each other; Some are scrambling to play basketball; some in skipping rope and hide and seek; Others are catching butterflies and making specimens. The campus at noon in autumn is a harvest season, and there is a vibrant scene everywhere.

As the sun set, the students all went home from school one after another. The students cleaned the whole school building, so that the whole school building has a new look. The teaching building shines in the orange sunlight, as if it is a golden lobby.

The pool under the hexagonal pavilion is illuminated by the sun, the goldfish in the pool are leaping, splashing out ten thousand lotus flowers, the water surface instantly becomes sparkling, this happy ripple is the proud masterpiece of the sunset, the calm water surface is not broken by the sunset?

At dusk, the lights are on. Night is approaching, the earth is slowly sleeping, the cleaning workers sweep the fallen leaves, the sound of rustling, in the autumn night, like a harmonious music, to welcome another new tomorrow for the school.

The world of the heart (Writing from the depths of the heart to find beauty.)

Black Hitomi [Write about the beauty around you as you see it through your eyes.]

I never missed it [just write that you almost missed the xx beauty.] In the end, I didn't miss it, and I found that the beauty squatted down and skimmed lightly [It is the beauty written around me. It is possible to write about the beauty of nature.

Discover the poetry. In September, the weather became colder, and the merciless wind seeped in through the window, blowing away the paper on my desk, and in the panic, I picked up the silver mountain, and inadvertently found the twisted words of my childhood--- the thread in the hand of the loving mother, and the shirt of the wanderer. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late.

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three inches of brilliance. The corners of my mouth are hooked up in a perfect arc, and in this elegance, there is the warmth of maternal love.

After one summer vacation, I was promoted to another grade, and my studies became busy, so I had to make up classes in the evening. As soon as school ended, I rode my bike to make up for the lessons. On the way, my mother called me and asked me how I was?

In the midst of my mother's worries, I spent one lesson. When I first got home, the first person I saw was my mother. Come up and ask me:

Hungry, right? Why did you come back, there was nothing on the way, right? He looked at me as if he had been separated for a long time.

Yikes. The hands are so cold, and your face is red, so I tell you to wear more... In the midst of my mother's nagging, a trace of warmth slipped through my heart.

Next time, remember to wear more, I'll pour you a cup of hot water. After saying that, my mother hurried to arrive, and I was just about to say no, but she had already arrived in the kitchen. In the process of going back and forth, I almost fell.

I held the warm white porcelain cup, the chill decreased little by little, and the "touch" in my eyes was as crystal clear as the water in the cup. I took a gentle sip and found that there seemed to be a lot of honey added today. In my mother's words, I became silent, and suddenly wanted to mention in my heart, Bingxin's poem:

The little flower also wanted to raise her head and thank Chunguang for her love—but the deep kindness made him finally silent, Mother! Are you the spring?

When I was a child, my mother would always teach me to learn poetry, and the first time I learned it was "The Wanderer's Song", when I chanted with a childish voice, my mother's face would always be filled with a satisfied smile, beautiful and kind! I didn't know why. Now I understand that every mother wants to pass on her love to her children in different ways, whether it is strict or kind, isn't it for us?

In September, it was already golden autumn, and the withered yellow leaves fell, giving the last bit of energy in the body to the earth. In the coming year, they will be awakened by the spring breeze and will understand that all the pain and hard work are for the new green of the coming year. They repaid their mother in their own way.

What about us?

Some people say that there is no lack of beauty in life, what is missing is a pair of eyes to find beauty. Let's calm down and watch with the mood of "discovering beauty". You will find that the world is beautiful, beautiful ......

Lo and behold, the clouds on the horizon cracked open, and through the cracks, the bright glow of the sun poked out. All around, hazy, only the glow was so bright. That ray of light is so beautiful, so beautiful!

On the grass, the young seedlings are bright green. The soft wind was blowing slowly, and Miao Er put up her skirt and danced. Such an elegant view, so beautiful, so beautiful!

At this time, a spring breeze blew, and the leaves immediately made a "rustling" sound. Oh, it's a welcome breeze! The wind brings some muddy smells, mixed with the fragrance of various flowers, brewing in the air. Although I can't see it, I can really feel it, it's beautiful, it's beautiful!

In the small river, the river flows babblingly, which is sent by nature. The surface of the water shimmered and wrinkled, revealing a smile. The bright sunlight danced and flickered on the water. In that burst of flickering, you will find that it is so beautiful, so beautiful!

In the trees by the roadside, a few birds chirp and sing songs in praise of spring. I found that my mood was getting happier and happier, this scene was so beautiful, so beautiful!

Quietly watching the world, I stumbled upon everything so beautiful! I understand that as long as you forget your sorrows, forget your misfortunes, and feel life with the attitude of "discovering beauty", you will find that the world is very beautiful, very beautiful, and ......