Where to find articles on the topic of melting landscapes

There is one very important thing in my life. It's like a key that opens my closed heart; It is like a light breeze, blowing away my endless sorrows; It is like a helmsman, guiding me in the direction ......It's just a book.

When I was a child, I always heard the elders say: "There is a ** house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book." "I was curious to hold a book every day to read, but I didn't find the ** house from the book, nor did I see anything Yan Ruyu from the book, I felt as if I was deceived, so I decided not to read it anymore, but when I really gave up, I always felt restless, then I realized that I couldn't do without it, so far, I have formed an indissoluble bond with the book.

Slowly, I learned a lot from the book and learned a lot. In addition to the textbooks, I learned all the bitter history from the opening of Pangu to the founding of New China in "Five Thousand Years Up and Down"; I also learned about the phenomena of nature and the reasons for the myriad changes in life from "100,000 Whys......

Not only that, but I also learned the principles of being a human being and how to deal with people from the book. For example, from "Journey to the West", I saw that being a person should be down-to-earth and persevering; From "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", I understood the eternal truth of the survival of the fittest and the change of dynasties; From "Water Margin", I found an example of brotherhood that is stronger than Jinjian; From "Dream of Red Mansions", I saw the existence of true love, as well as the corrupt ...... of historyThese books have benefited me a lot. Perhaps, as Gorky said:

Books are the ladder of human progress. "I also learned this because I read the book. My favorite writer is Ostrovsky, and he once said one thing that stood out to me, and that was:

Time gives us experience, and reading gives us knowledge. Looking at this sentence, it is no wonder that people can write the title "How Steel is Made".

Books are my mentors, books are my friends, books are an indispensable part of my life, it has been integrated into my blood, just like the sentence: "Li Baidou Wine Poems 100 Articles" Li Bai's creation is inseparable from wine, and my life is inseparable from books, I am grateful to the person who made the book, it is he who makes my life more colorful.

The concept that books have given me is no longer "knowledge is power", it has enriched my life, I can't express my feelings at the moment in words, I can only say: "Book, you are really important to me." ”

When we walked into autumn, the ears of rice, sunflowers, apples, grapes, corn, and sorghum were all ripe, and the beautiful wild chrysanthemums were fragrant on the paths of the fields.

The ears of rice are ripe, and their golden faces are like beautiful gold, shining in the sun.

The sunflowers are ripe, and they all bow their heads and bend over, as if they are walking with their backs bent.

The apples were cooled by the autumn wind, and they all wore red cotton jackets, as if red lanterns were hanging on every branch. of every branch.

The grapes were also cooled by the autumn breeze, and all of them were dressed in a purple robe, as if the grapes were also cooled by the autumn breeze, and they were all dressed in a purple robe, as if they were beautiful purple pearls, how beautiful the strings were!

The corn held the red tassel and closed her mouth happily, as if she had forgotten the troubles of a summer.

Sorghum blushed and smiled, as if he had been praised by others.

In autumn, there are golden ears of rice, and in autumn, there are golden ears of rice, yellow sunflowers, fiery apples, purple grapes, yellow corn, and red sorghum, which is so beautiful!

Yes! How colorful autumn is! What a glorious you are! How exalted you are! You are not only a season of beauty, but also a season of abundance. I want to be thankful for autumn because it brings us food and fills the world with beauty.

Yes! Fall, how great you are!

"Civilization --- is only one step away" I've seen such a cartoon:

On a sunny morning, Qiu Han and Chen Kai walked on the path to school. The smell of the smell had to make them cover their noses. "What does it smell like?

It stinks! Chen Kai said angrily. "Like, it's like the smell coming out of the garbage can.

The two of them hurried over, and the food was spilled outside, and Coke bottles, cinders, and confetti of melon shells were everywhere. There was also a banana peel, half on the outside and half on the inside, and it stenched. Fly.

Mosquitoes gather around and "buzz" from time to time, which is really disgusting. Qiu Han frowned, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, bent down, once, twice. Although she was already sweating like rain, she refused to stop.

That's not the way to go! Even if Qiu Han picks up the garbage, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, there will still be people throwing it, and it can't fundamentally solve the problem of littering, what should I do? Pregnant.

Chen Kai took out a blank piece of paper from his school bag, picked up a pen and wrote: Civilization - only one step away. Qiu Han also finished picking up the garbage, glued the paper on, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

It was another sunny morning, and the two walked to the trash can, and there was no smell, no more garbage dumped outside, and no unpleasant "buzzing" sound.

Civilization – just one step away.

This cartoon touched me. It tells us that some behaviors in life are often just one step away from civilization.

If everyone can't restrain themselves, do as they please, for their own convenience, and don't talk about civilization, then the homeland will be filthy and unable to survive, is this what we want? No, it's not!

I've read this article:

Last year's ** cycle, Tiananmen Square, which is regarded as a holy place by the Chinese people, produced 19 tons of garbage per day! That's 133 tons in 7 days! Sanitation workers say that if not cleaned up in time, the daily garbage in the square is enough to cover your ankles.

A cartoon, a report, has already begun to warn us that it's time to act, civilization - only one step away! Take a few extra steps and you'll be tidy and tidy!

Do you have family members and friends that you cherish? Or do you have your own hazy dreams or wonderful memories of childhood playfulness? Don't need others to catch the knife and hold the pen, just express what you want with the pen in your hand, even if it is a trivial matter, the article is such a thing, the emphasis is on a diligent and diligent pen, as long as you persevere, as long as you have a feeling, timely record, you will eventually have your own piece of the soul to inhabit the small world, I hope you find it as soon as possible.

You can write about your parents' love, it's simpler.

Scenery on the road (original prose).

A lot of emotions are hard to put into words, like when I write this title and don't know where to extend it.

Inscription. At dusk, standing on the bridge, the traffic is busy, the crowd is crowded, and everything in front of me is so hurried. A long bridge over the Yangtze River separates two similar skies with a tangible body, but connects the different landscapes on both sides.

The scenery on both sides of the river is changing with each passing day, but the river under the bridge flows like it has been flowing for eternity, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun. What a sunset view of the Yangtze River!

However, at this time, there will be a few people on the bridge who enjoy the view as much as I do. People on the south bank cross the bridge to see nature, people on the north bank cross the bridge to see the metropolis, and what about the scenery under the bridge on the road? Isn't this the perfect marriage of humanity and nature?

It's a pity that there are too many such landscapes that are indifferent, ignored, and forgotten.

A real landscape, its composition does not need to be a place of interest, nor does it need pavilions. But no matter how elegant or ugly the scenery is, those who can see the scenery will take the scenery to heart. Such a landscape is a flowing landscape, a scenery on the middle of the road.

I remembered going to a scenic spot a few days ago. I don't think I'll ever find a view like that again. It was drizzling in the sky, and all the green was covered with a thin veil.

I walked alone on the forest path, greedily enjoying the boundless hazy greenery and this free, idle mood.

I walked aimlessly, one side of the road, the other side. A small car drove past me, and the people inside looked at me in amazement: What a stupid man!

He didn't know that there was a fascinating spot ahead. And a small wave in my heart also swelled: what a stupid person!

They regard the destination as the only scenery, come and go in a hurry, but what they pursue is the extremely small point, but they don't know that the real scenery is on the road.

When I walked to that scenic spot, I didn't stop at all, it was already integrated into my path, forming a line with many points.

People, we can't just pursue the bliss of a "point" and ignore the happiness of the "line", so that the life that is just right can be accelerated and completed ahead of schedule. Facing that "point" of extremely limited scenery, sighing "life is nothing more than this", how can life be nothing more than this? Just ignoring the scenery on the road.

I often hear people say that this holiday went to Beijing, Taishan, Xinjiang, Shanghai, which is not worthy of envy, you must know, enjoy the scenery as life, do not blindly pursue the result, otherwise it will be difficult to appreciate the real scenery, and life will lose its true meaning.

Rather than choosing a place that is out of reach, I would rather walk in the quiet suburbs, watch how a wild chrysanthemum blooms shyly in the sun in the beautiful fields in autumn, feel the eternity of a red leaf quietly turning into new mud, and listen to the whispers ......of living beings to welcome another winter

I'd rather be like this because:

Life itself is a landscape, and the scenery on my road must be different!

Beauty, lingering in the world, pay attention to life with a good eye of discovery, you will sigh - there is no scenery in the world.

There is no scenery anywhere in the world. Look, the beautiful nature, the catkins are swaying, the grass is long and the warbler is flying, and the warmth of spring is a landscape; The greenery is thick, the water is sparkling, and the enthusiasm of summer is a landscape; The golden world, the breeze is cool, and the ripeness of autumn is a landscape; Thousands of miles of snow drifting, wrapped in silver, the clarity of winter is a landscape. Harmony and beauty of nature is an indispensable scenery in the world.

There is no scenery anywhere in the world. Reading, the thick cultural history, the majestic grandeur of "the desert is lonely and the smoke is straight, and the sun sets on the long river" is a landscape; The sadness and melancholy of "when is the bright moon, ask the wine to the blue sky" is a landscape; "There will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and the pride and self-confidence of hanging on the clouds and sailing the sea" is a landscape; "Ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward" is a landscape. Thick and profound culture is an indispensable landscape in the world.

There is no scenery anywhere in the world. Look, the crystallization of human wisdom, the majestic Great Wall stretching for thousands of miles is a landscape; The pyramid of the miracle of the miraculous and strange civilization is a sight; The infinite expanse of the broadband world is a landscape, and Venus's mutilated arm is a landscape; The grand blueprint for flying to the extraterrestrial is a sight to behold; Lianfang Building, which is integrated into Western architecture, is a sight to behold. In ancient and modern times, the crystallization of human wisdom is an indispensable landscape in the world.

There is no scenery anywhere in the world. Listen, the echo of life: a young man took out a 100-yuan bill and handed it to a beggar less than 1 meter away, and half a minute later, the beggar limped to the donation box 30 meters away, stuffed the 100-yuan bill into the box, and took out a few coins from his pocket and put them in the box.

The sound of the coin is the beggar's kind and sincere heart, the echo of life, and the inner heart, which is an indispensable landscape in the world.

When you open your eyes and look back at the world with a beautiful eye and a warm feeling, you will exclaim that the world is full of scenery.

Is the beautiful scenery in your heart good?