6th grade essay 500 symmetry

Tears A crystal teardrop, sliding down the cheek ......The moment the tears flow, you may feel a lot; But when the tears flow, will you remember that it touched your heart? Tears are small, but they contain a lot of things. Crying does not mean being sad; Tears, nor are they traces of pain.

In the impression of ordinary people, tears are a symbol of pain. After the pain, I often want to cry; After crying, it tends to feel much more comfortable. When encountering setbacks, there is crying to relieve them; Suffering, with tears to comfort ......Over time, crying became a tool for the world to paralyze itself.

Tears make people hypocritical, and they choose to run away from everything. Gradually, tears lost their true meaning and became sinful things, making the cowardly ...... of the worldTears, in this case, became synonymous with cowardice. Everyone is running away from it, and everyone is ashamed to shed tears.

And then they don't realize that the real fault is not in the tears, but in themselves. When the heart is sad and painful, cry loudly, so as to numb yourself and get rid of suffering; When there is no pain, I reject tears, and I never think that it has brought me relief. I'm ashamed that humans think they're smart.

The separation of the soul has abandoned the true meaning of tears, just for the pretended strength, in order not to let himself be "cowardly" ......Cowardice, tears represent cowardice!? I can only smile wryly. Clever!?

Isn't that ironic! In my opinion, tears do not represent cowardice. No matter how strong a person is, even if he has an iron heart, there will be times when he sheds tears.

Being moved, experiencing pain, many reasons. But no matter what it is, the tears are always irrepressible. At the same time, tears are not a tool to numb oneself, they are just an expression of emotions ......When you are sad, you cry out, tears can ** the pain in your heart, the unhappiness and pain in your heart, will flow with the tears.

After crying, you may feel it. You have given it, and even if you don't get anything, you won't have any regrets. Tears are not the preserve of cowardice, and truly strong people do not suppress their tears.

Flowing out of the eye sockets, you can take away the pain; It flows into the heart, but it is pregnant with another pain again. When you are happy, excitement can make you cry, it can double your happiness, everything in the world is so beautiful. In tears, looking back at the road you have walked, it is not smooth at all, but you have come here.

Tears always appear when your heart is surging, don't deliberately suppress it and let it slide freely. The ripples in my heart cried out loud to make myself comfortable and liberate. Crying, no one will say that you are not, and no one is qualified to say that you are wrong.

A truly intelligent person will not hold his mind to himself. If tears bring you suffering, let it flow and your heart will be soothed; If tears bring you happiness, let them float and bring some joy to others. Don't pretend to be strong in your heart, that's fake.

If you give up the expression of your true feelings for the sake of the fake, you will lose your soul and be wrapped in a shell, and there will be hypocrisy inside!

Looking at the bright moon, he refused to fall asleep. I was scared, scared that if I fell asleep, I would have that horrible nightmare that kept me stuck and I couldn't get my old self back. Listen to **, let yourself have a little bit of sobriety, so that I will not be confused all the time.

When I was young, I always followed your heavy steps, slowly, and occasionally picked up a little smile, cherished and collected, afraid that he would pass away and disperse. Let me forget how to laugh, how to treat other people's laughter.

I don't know how long I have been asleep in the dream, hehe, it was so happy, so happy. I also wondered if I could throw away everything I had now and go back to the past, but was it really possible?

My future has no brilliance, no world of its own, and it's not something that can be easily wiped away with a few sorry and a few tears. If I could, I'd rather say sorry to the world, but really?

Where are you the mother who used to care about me and would keep me for anything delicious, and where are you the father who used to play with me and accompany me to the mountains. Come back. Come back, future, come back, happy self, come back all that I lost.

Mom I need your love, Dad I need your care. I'm really tired, I'm really young, please care about me and give me some love. It's really lonely and lonely to live alone. Don't be indifferent to me anymore, don't ignore me anymore, I'm a loveless child.

We're still looking.

Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. ”

Cangshan was speechless and didn't ask about the time. I was born to seek, to find the home of that spirit. I know that an ideal city has traveled through time and is whispering to me, and I am standing at a dazed crossing.

Where is it headed? "I looked for a place where the sound came from. Where is it headed?

It sounded again, heavy, pervasive like a cold wind, and made my delicate body tremble.

I'm looking. I told it.

It led me to meet you on the path I was looking for, those lonely souls buried under the mud of history. I know you're also seeking, looking for the home of the spirit.

That amorous time, please cross me, cross me to the yellowing spring and autumn. Confucius, on a dusty path, I saw you. At the age of sixty-three, you're still thin, and nine years of traveling around the world have exhausted your efforts, but you haven't been able to make a name for yourself.

Angry and forgetful of eating, happy to die, not knowing that old age is coming. You describe yourself with a smile. Even though the dust has changed your face, I know you've been looking for it all your life.

The ideal of "benevolent government" has been turned into sand in the crushing of the wheels of nine years, and you persist and search, so future generations, together with your Confucianism, remember your figure in the ancient road of the slanting sun.

That amorous time, please ferry me, ferry me to the distant Tang Dynasty. Du Fu, in that quiet and dilapidated thatched hall, I found you. Hardship and bitterness stained your temples like frost, and the continuous war and the embarrassment of life finally dragged the footprints of your life's search, but could not cover your blazing eyes.

There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy. "I understand why those vicissitudes of tears are only looking at the peach blossom source in your dreams. The result of the search is the ruin of the country, and I see that you are tired.

The red maples fell like tears, staining the water of the moat red.

That amorous time, please cross me, cross me to the gloomy late Qing Dynasty. Wang Guowei, look at the lotus flowers in the pond of Tsinghua Garden, how gorgeous they bloom under the nourishment of your life. They say that your self-sinking "is a martyrdom, a corpse", and you have already said that

In the past fifty years, there is only one death, and when this happens, there is no more shame! "How do they know that you are not martyred by the Qing Dynasty but by the Qing culture. You are born for academics, you are pursuing a lifetime of academics, and finally you are dying for academics!

The Northern Expeditionary Army is like a bamboo in the "Drum Horn of All Directions", and you seem to see your ideals uprooted along with the symbol of the old Qing Dynasty. "Life and death are empty, and the country is paid by the east wind. "I stared at a pool of clear water in Kunming Lake, and I wanted to ask, Elder Wang, have you ever found the spiritual homeland?

I was still standing at the dazed crossing, and I saw people hurrying by. They're all looking for. Their destinations may be different, whether it is happiness, love, family, wealth, but I know that everything will eventually belong to their spiritual homeland.

Then I understood why it made me see that you are alone in your pursuit of the destiny of your life, and that your soul returns in search of it, and thus becomes immortal.

We're still looking. However, even if we find only a handful of dust from our spiritual homeland, it will consume our whole lives.

I'm a 6th grader.

After a long winter vacation, facing the bright morning sunshine, I re-entered the beautiful campus and re-engaged in the intense study.

This year, I am already a Year 6 student, and I am very happy and proud of myself. In this new school year, I hope that I can work hard to climb the mountain of books, swim hard through the sea of learning, deduce a wonderful self, and pave a smooth path for my sixth grade...··

Sixth grade is so important to me; So appealing; So full of curiosity.

Looking back, I look forward to being a Year 6 student every day. Because at that time, I felt that the big sisters in the sixth grade were high, and in their eyes, we were just a bunch of naïve, ignorant children. It's different now, being a big sister in 6th grade is no longer a wish, it's a reality, and as I've gotten older, I've changed that naïve idea.

I felt that the burden on my shoulders was getting heavier and heavier, and my parents' expectations of me were getting higher and higher, and I was overwhelmed.

I used to dislike playing with students with bad grades because I thought they would bring bad grades to my classmates, but now I think they need the help of students with good grades, and I don't have the right to hate them. I also used to think that exams were purely to get praise from teachers and parents and make students envious, but now, I feel that exams are to test your learning results, to see if you have absorbed nutrients, and getting good grades is a kind of gain, because it means that you have learned knowledge.

From the first day of class in Class Six (5), unfamiliar faces were deeply imprinted in my heart, and the noise of my classmates and the reprimands of my teachers made up a beautiful song ......

I'm already a 6th grader, so I have to work harder than before and get better grades than before!

My home is a place where I feel reliable and safe, no matter how much you fail, how successful you are, when you walk out of the house, when you walk into the house, it's so selfless, so silent.

Every time I walk into the house with sadness and loss, I can't help but feel excited, and there is an indescribable emotion that goes straight through my heart. My home, you are the friend who knows me the best in my life, every time I am lost, it is you who give me confidence, it is you who give me the courage to overcome all my problems, without you, now maybe I am crying in a corner of the world, maybe I am wandering in every street......

My happiness can only be happier in your arms, and my happiness can only be given by you, without you, I will become the saddest person in the world, and the stupidest person, that is the so-called wanderer!

In the stormy days, you have created a clear sky for me. You cover me in the lightning, wandering in a thunderstorm, the rain is not as warm-hearted as you, it is fighting with you again and again, as long as you are a little careless, it will enter your position, watch you fight bravely on the battlefield, I also want to help you a few, who knows, before you get out of your defensive area, you will be beaten by the rain, you are the hero, the rain is also afraid of you, and soon there will be no trace, only the blood sprinkled on the ground is flowing downward, for whom the blood is flowing, for whom the battle is fought, It's to protect your loved ones at home.

It's a bit of a guilt to say that I've never given it anything, and I've never done anything for it, except to enjoy its fruits. My home, no, is the mother who raised me for more than ten years, shielding me from the wind and rain, making an umbrella for sunny days, I am not so brave, I can't survive independently, I don't have the ability to be independent, no matter when, no matter where I am also so fragile, there is no room for me to stand on my own in the world, maybe this life will never be separated from you, maybe until the moment of old age.

No matter how successful I am, no matter how successful I am, I will never leave the old friends who raised me, gave birth to me, and relied on me, and I will never forget the soldiers who spared their lives for me and created an umbrella for the clear sky - my home.

A voice echoing everywhere on the ground? Spring is coming, spring is coming......

Look at that! The earth recovers, and everything sprouts. In the corner of that playground, there were signs of spring; In the branches of the great tree, there is the vitality of spring.

People took off their thick cotton clothes and put on their spring dresses; The children flew kites. The footsteps of spring have silently approached people's lives, her steps are light and graceful, and she will greet her with green when she walks to the ****. Her character is noble and selfless, she dedicates her vitality to the earth and mankind without reservation, she decorates the earth with green, decorates the earth with colors, the flowers see her, open their mouths and smile, the grass sees her shyly and drills out, and the trees see her and stretch out their branches.

At night, looking at the bright moonlight and the mischievous stars will make you feel that the sky is so beautiful and the universe is so mysterious. The moon, like a jade disk embedded in the sky, is extremely beautiful.

Spring is selfless, and she comes once a year to bring life to the earth, so that the earth becomes vibrant, and everything becomes prosperous. She will also bring joy to people, and how much people wish she would be able to live on forever. Chun's footsteps have walked through every corner of the earth, she uses her own love, selflessness, kindness, so that the earth is also moved, she uses her own charm, the earth is decorated into a green blanket; She uses her magic to let people enjoy this colorful season.

I look forward to this time in the coming year.

The advent of spring has refreshed my mood. That's because it drives away the dreaded cold wind, it invites the winter snow that is out of the way, and spring also takes away the winter of the god of the four seasons, so that the mother earth can regain its colorful colors and regain its warm light. The arrival of the spring messenger has made the flowers and trees in the forest flourish, the withered yellow grass has regained its verdant vitality, the dying trees have grown tender green branches and leaves, and the lovely flowers have bloomed again.

For people, spring is the beginning of the year and a symbol of new hope. The farmers are busy plowing the fields, planting seedlings, and the students are preparing supplies for the start of school, hoping that this year will have a good start, just like a sown seed, which will successfully germinate, blossom, and bear fruit, and face it bravely no matter what difficulties there are. It is also because people think in this way that spring symbolizes new hope.

If winter is the destroyer, then spring is the one who created all things, it gives new life to all things, and things that have new life will give the world a new beginning.