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When you carefully read a famous book, you must have a lot of experience in your heart, and you need to do a good job of remembering the records of the Bomin Hall and writing down your feelings after reading. So do you write about your impressions? The following is a sample essay of Zhu Chengyu's prose after reading that I have compiled for you, for reference only, I hope that the judgment can help you.
Reading Zhu Chengyu's prose, a cape of grass, I loved it. I like the refreshing language, I like the grass Metersbonwe autumn clothes, and the end of the grass!
The so-called luck is the survival process when you have no choice but to make a choice; The so-called end of the world is the place you have been searching for but cannot go to in your life.
The grass has its own fantasies, if it can fly like a bird, if it can run like a horse, it will soar and run tirelessly, looking for its own world.
The heart of a grass can also be very warm. The sight of a grass can also be very sincere. The language of a grass can also be very chic. A grass, of course, will not gallop, but it will also reach its horizon, where it belongs to the unrestrained destination of its soul.
Around Cao'er, there are all kinds of scenery and stories rippling every day, those scenery have been collected into a book, and those excitement have turned into lakes, but those loneliness and longing for the end of the world are still hidden in the air.
Cao'er saw that she was still a lowly grass, and Cao'er saw that there was also a piece of land under her feet, and there was also a windless wind flowing around her. The grass sees her own heart, floating with flickering memories that are for a grass, the enthusiasm in loneliness, and the joy in the cold.
The sound of a grass, always very unvigilant lost in the wind, but it doesn't care. It said that I can still pick up what I lost, and I will wake up again when I sleep. I live endlessly, just for the end of the world I yearn for. ”
Cao'er can't choose her own destiny, so she can't maintain a normal and coordinated relationship, but Cao'er has her own world!
When it rains, it turns green; When the bird comes, it flies. Lost. I can still pick it up, and I will wake up again when I sleep.
Everywhere is grass, everywhere is home, tirelessly looking for my own Tianya Dingling Yunnan specialty.
The grass is too simple, and small happiness can be turned into great happiness. The grass is easy to be happy, and a momentary smile will be regarded as eternity.
The red in the green, the completeness in the remnant, the tears in the laughter.
A cycle, an encounter, a period of togetherness, high-quality students, mulberry fields, all in an instant!
I always like these weak lives, and I am moved by their endless life. Whether it's the wind or the rain, the meek heartbeat, the lonely flowers bloom. Life is endless, it is for the end of the world.
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My Only Wing Is With You".
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