I changed the colors of my life essay 500 words or so 10

I changed the colors of my life.

Life is like a melody, I want it to be exciting;

Life is like a stream, I want it to flow into the sea;

Life is like a piece of paper, and I want to make it colorful.

It was a summer, the sky was high, the wind was light, and the sun had not changed its pride, like a fireball hanging high in the sky; But I, on the other hand, changed my hippie smile and fell from the top of the mountain into the abyss - my left leg will never be able to walk properly. It was like a bolt from the blue, ruthlessly destroying my weak heart. At that moment, the drawing paper of my life was gray, and the suffocating horror was pressing towards me step by step.

I cried, got discouraged, and gave up. Hiding under the covers and crying day and night, letting the tears flood uncontrollably. I'll never get up early to freshen up and straighten up my long, shiny black hair; I will never smile in the mirror again and tell myself "I can do it"; I will never ride my bicycle to school again, the pure land of my soul.

I was decadent and depraved, locking myself in my room all day and passing the long hours out of boredom. Occasionally, I flip through those books that have been sealed for a long time, looking for a little bit of self-comfort. Once, I stumbled upon a book with a beautiful cover – Helen Keller's "If You Give Me Three Days of Light."

I read it with great interest, and the moment I closed the book, I was relieved and felt more relaxed than I had ever felt before, and I was deeply impressed by Helen Keller's strength in the face of difficulties. She is blind, the windows of her heart are closed, and she can be so open-minded and calm. And what is the value of what I have endured?

When I looked up, the sky was still blue, the sun was still shining, and I had to be strong and happy!

The next morning, I woke up early, combed my long hair, the strands of hair still smelled good, and in the mirror, I smiled faintly and told myself that I could do it! Ride your beloved bicycle, run to that pure land, and shout - success, I'm coming!

Looking back, the paper of life is rendered in a variety of colors. Life, I have changed your color and made you more brilliant!

The melody still reverberates;

The stream is still flowing;

Drawing paper will be more colorful!

Absolutely original!! Wish.

I changed the color of my life and ignited the fiery red of a maple leaf in my heart. The color in my memory is a large patch of white, the pure white of the hospital, the desperate white. I was born with a missing piece of the pinna, which is not big or small, but for a girl, it is a matter of fate.

I was afraid of the old man's contemptuous gaze and sympathy.

It may be easier to write about changing the color of your personality, use one color to represent your personality during that time, and emphasize the change.

Anyway, we used this question in the exam in our school, and I wrote about the character, but I didn't use much ink to write the change = = resulting in a low score).

Changed the color of parting, this will be more special, a classmate in our class wrote, 50 points out of 40 out of 40, if it is better in expression, her composition will be more than 45 points.

Hmmm......It's probably around a sentence, there is no reunion without parting, and so on. Then write some parting examples in the text, after graduation, etc. The writing should be better, and it is better to write it in prose, so that the sub-score will be higher....

You're in junior high school, right? I write the essay myself, and I don't know which teacher said the topic?