My heart flies essay, how to write my heart flying essay

The rain washes the earth; The wind sweeps the sky; Birds. Fighting the sky. I leaned against the window, shivering, like a damp candy, depressed and helpless.

In the past few days, it has been raining constantly, and I am even more depressed and depressed by the gray angel. The study in the first year of junior high school is too intense, and there are many subjects that are difficult to understand. I feel like a bird that has fallen behind, and I can't do anything about it.

The whole world seemed to be grieving for me, and specially wrapped a gift for me. Hey, what is it? I picked up the little life that had unfortunately been hit on the windowsill by the wind and rain - it turned out to be a small butterfly that had been injured.

The little butterfly was not beautiful, even ugly, and its body trembled slightly, presumably frightened by the sudden rainstorm. What the hell is wrong with it? Could it be that just like me, I can't help the setbacks in my life?

So, I leaned down and took a closer look at this "fallen man" who was similar to me.

The little butterfly's thin wings had been stained with dirt, but it still kept flapping, once, twice, three times... It wanted to fly again, but it seemed so powerless, but for some reason, it always didn't give up, still flapping its wet wings. I couldn't hold back any longer, and reached out to help it wipe the water off its wings. But at the moment when I first made a move, such a slight movement still alarmed it, and he hurriedly hid behind the pot of spider plants on the windowsill, and I turned my head accordingly.

One second, two seconds... I could feel that I was holding my breath as much as it did, and I didn't know what the power was helping it to hold up its weak body. The little butterfly actually "jumped" and flew towards the spider plant above. It worked!

Successfully landed on the spire of the spider plant's leaves, like a victorious general, looking up.

I couldn't help but be moved, and I was happy for it. Suddenly, a ray of sunlight shone directly into my dark atrium, which should be bright and suddenly bright. There is hope in the heart, and the loss stops brewing.

At this time, I saw that in the distance that touched the sun, there was a rainbow bridge built with strength, emitting the most brilliant light! As if untying the knot in his heart, the whole person became cheerful, picked up the textbook he once hated and continued to read.

After failure, I remembered the lesson and continued to move forward; When I'm sad, I try to make fun of myself and always keep an optimistic attitude! The little butterfly is like a flint, lighting the flame of hope when I am sad. In the slanting sun, I remember that moment when the butterfly flew again, and my heart also flew with the butterfly...

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