Write an essay on the theme of harmony and beauty

In the early morning, the sun shone in through the window, and I woke up to the urging of my mother's voice. Quickly freshened up, dressed up, and held hands with my mother to go to school happily.

As soon as I left the house, I heard a pleasant birdsong, and when I looked up for the birds, I saw two pulsatillas chirping on the branches, as if they were saying good morning to each other. The community square is planted with a lot of flowers and trees, full of greenery, and the change of seasons brings a different style to this courtyard, and also adds a lot of fun to our lives.

As I walked, Mr. Guard, the guard of the community, greeted me cordially, and was busy directing the entry and exit of the car; The aunt of the breakfast shop did not stop her work, but her face was full of smiles, greeting the guests who came and went; The guard uncle and police uncle at the school gate blew a loud whistle to guide the children to cross the road safely.

My mother took me by the hand and said to me, "There are many beautiful people, things and things in life, do you know? I nodded, thinking to myself: "This society will be so beautiful and progressive because of everyone's hard work!" ”

Since ancient times, plum blossoms have been sung by countless literati and writers, because she has a comprehensive beauty of internal and external, and she uses such beauty to render the surroundings and move people. Whenever the trees withered and the cave chiff bullied the snow, she was always in the snow, standing proudly on the branches, selflessly giving wisps of fragrance to the surroundings. This combination of beauty inside and outside can be described as the United States and China, and it is really beautiful!

Beauty, the purpose of existence is the same, and the way of manifestation is different. On the streets, it is beautiful for cleaners to clean silently; In the garden, colorful flowers are clustered together is beautiful; On the square, children playing, young people dancing, and old men playing games are all beautiful; On the handover platform, the meticulous command of the traffic police is still ......Beauty, silent and everywhere. As long as you experience it with your heart, beauty is all around you.

Although there are many forms of beauty, there are only three categories in itself, namely, external beauty, inner beauty, and comprehensive beauty that cultivates both inside and outside. The beauty of human nature is mostly the beauty of plum blossoms. If you don't believe it, and look at such a small thing, maybe you will agree with this statement.

It was the day when the north wind was howling, it was the plum blossom season, and that was the first time I saw them. In the moving minibus, the people sitting are all curled up in their seats, and the people standing are also holding the pole with one hand, and everyone is trying to maintain their body temperature in order to be warmer. Unexpectedly, accidents occurred one after another during the journey.

Suddenly, a dog who did not understand the traffic rules was forced into the road by another dog, and saw that it would be rolled over by the wheels, the driver hurriedly braked urgently, braked vigorously, and only heard the two sounds of "squeak" and "wow", and all the eyes of everyone in the car turned to a middle-aged woman and the young woman in front of her. It turned out that the middle-aged woman was suffering from motion sickness, and it just so happened that the bump in Nabring's sudden braking caused her to vomit defenselessly, and she vomited defenselessly on the back of a fashionable young woman in the seat in front of her. The middle-aged woman's face was full of pain mixed with horror and shame, and she said in a loud voice

Little sister, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! The girl stood up and whispered to the middle-aged woman

It's okay, Auntie, you need to be in a comfortable seat, and this seat is for you. "But, your clothes? "It's okay, you can wear it again after washing yourself."

At this time, I don't know who took the lead in the first run, and then the applause in the carriage was so loud that it drowned out the cold ...... of winterThe young girl used her actions to explain to us the beauty of human kindness, which is the beauty of plum blossoms! Beauty is all around you and me.

Whether a person is noble or low is measured by what qualities he has, not by how much wealth he has. - Beecher (United States).

The term "civilized virtue" is familiar to everyone. Of course, in our lives, something about the "virtues of civilization". But this time, when I was on the bus, it was like this.

It was a sunny Saturday, and I was riding the bus as usual, crammed into the flooded carriage as usual. I held on to the armrests of the car and finally squeezed into the seat of an old lady with silver hair.

Just as I was casually looking out the window, admiring the white pear blossoms on the side of the road, the bus stopped, and as people moved, the crowded carriages became more crowded, and I was stuck there and couldn't move.

At this moment, in this extremely crowded time, a pregnant woman got into the car. I looked at the pregnant woman: she had a big belly, she was struggling to support her waist with her right hand, and she was still carrying a bag in her left hand, and she had a tired expression on her face.

But even so, the college students around me who were about twenty years old were indifferent, and they didn't want to give up their seats at all.

At this time, the old lady stood up, held on to the handrails and squeezed out of the seat step by step, walked to the side, helped the young pregnant woman and said, "Young man, go and sit, it's too crowded here, don't be tired." "No, no, no, old lady, you're too old, it's not good!

You should sit there! The pregnant woman kept refusing. "Oh, you sit!

I'm in good health! Quick, quick, quick, sit down! The old lady pushed the pregnant woman to the empty seat while refusing, and the pregnant woman's eyes moistened slightly, and then she sat down embarrassedly.

At this time, a broadcast sounded in the car: "Passengers, please carry forward the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, and take the initiative to give up your seat to passengers with children, thank you!" ”

When the people on the side heard this, their faces turned red involuntarily, and they lowered their heads in shame.

Oh, yes! The virtue of civilization is one's own cultivation, it is like a small tree, as long as you pay attention to it and do it from little things to it, it will take root and grow in your heart. It's insignificant, but it's something that none of us can live without.

The old lady made this little tree a towering tree, allowing herself to be virtuous and take care of others.

In the future, every time I take the bus, when I see the old man, I can't help but think of the old lady, and her kind of virtue events that are difficult for ordinary people to do. I think I should do the same, develop good habits of virtue. Therefore, every time I take the bus, I see the old, weak, sick, disabled, and pregnant, I will take the initiative to stand up and give up my seat to them!

Virtue is not only the fine tradition of the Chinese nation, but also the good moral character and personal quality that each of us should have!

Promote your strengths, and your life will increase in value; If you stare at people, the flowers of your soul will wither. There is a road under your feet, don't be unable to get along with the past.

Spring is coming, the flowers are blooming, and the heart that is ready to move is stirring the feelings of the season. Stepping on the soil of the countryside and looking up at the neon of the city, there is a footstep of chasing happiness everywhere. You and I are so clean when we come, folding a piece of experience, picking up a piece of experience, but there are so many hardships and grinding, every kind of trauma, will reach a kind of maturity, nothing to pray for, there is perseverance, this spring, you will meet a more beautiful self.

Spring is a good word, and spring thinking can be more beautiful. First try to change the verse in "Farewell to Cambridge": "Gently I go, just as I come softly; I beckoned softly, and made a cloud of the western sky.

Tune the poems that have been unbreakable for more than half a century: Gently I come, just as I gently walk ......Chew it, taste it, will it still be the original taste? The answer is yes.

What shall we say?

Pink and willow green, to put it bluntly: just like I used to drink Coke, but now I prefer to drink plain water; It's like when I used to drink and smoke, but now I smoke and don't drink, where did my dad go, where did time go, where did happiness go, where did the plane go. There is no truth in the world, and the world in our eyes is never the whole picture of things - but it doesn't matter, what matters is what kind of world we choose to live in.