600-word composition about smiling forward

Smiling refers not only to expression, but also to inner optimism and firm belief. At that time, I understood that no matter how difficult and bumpy the road ahead was, I dried my tears and set off with a smile. ...

It's another tasteless Sunday, and my eyes are full of sadness and melancholy. In the second month of junior high school, I couldn't get the monthly exam results. School days are like drag out an ignoble existence. Going home on Saturday and Sunday is another heavy homework, and I can only carry my pen sadly, accompanied by a weak sigh.

Looking at the piles of complicated symbols and words on the test paper, my thinking in the morning has become rigid. I thought: Is it still not suitable for junior high school life? Why not ... that bitterness is unknown, I collapsed, I leaned back feebly and sighed heavily.

I opened the curtains of the room and looked out of the window. A ray of soft sunshine spilled in and soothed my tired heart. Suddenly I saw a snail struggling to climb up on the window frame, shaking its tentacles in the sun and crawling slowly. So small, just like me. Because the window frame is slippery and there is a layer of lubricant on it. It crawled, crawled, suddenly fell heavily, and then continued to climb, but fell again ... I could see God. Suddenly, I saw the snail looking at me like a smile, and its smile covered up that difficult expression. After a while, the snail fell down again and immediately left my sight. This time, it fell the deepest and landed on the windowsill. At this time, even I despise this weak life and this kind of overreaching behavior.

I picked up the pen again and continued to write with trembling. ...

Suddenly, a huge V was thrown on my notebook, and my heart suddenly shook and I looked up in surprise. I saw the snail on the top of the window, and it climbed up the top of the window! I am deeply shocked! Such as the oblique view of water magnified its pride, and it proudly danced its tentacles at the top of the window. At this time, the snail was like a victorious general. Although he was hurt all over, he was majestic. However, it always keeps that smile. ...

My heart was boiling, tears filled my eyes, I choked back tears, my teeth bit my lips, and I smiled. At this moment, I understand, I understand. I dried my tears, became strong and nodded to the snail with a smile. ...

From then on, my heart is no longer sad and melancholy, because I know that no matter what the road ahead is, I will take a big step with a smile, with that sadness and failure, and move forward with a smile.

Smile is like a bottle of lubricant, which moistens the communication between people all the time. As long as everyone has a smile on his face, the world will become beautiful and harmonious.

Smiling is the first step to build trust, and it makes me have more friends with a heart-although many years have passed, that scene is like yesterday in my mind.

Raindrops are dripping, and I wander at the school gate. How can I go home without an umbrella? In an instant, an idea flashed through my mind: "Go! It feels good to walk in the rain, let me feel it! "

I flew into the rain, but I didn't seem to feel it. Looking over my head, I saw a small umbrella propped on my head. "Elder sister, let's use an umbrella together!" The sweet voice came from a little girl's mouth. Grateful, I took her hand and walked forward. When I got home, I asked her what her name was and she gave me a sweet smile. From then on, she became my good friend.

After this incident, I told the class teacher to set up a "small umbrella mutual aid association". At first, the class teacher disagreed a little, but after my efforts, the class teacher agreed. So I sent an initiative to my classmates, hoping that everyone would donate an umbrella at home, whether good or bad, and store it in a corner of the classroom, so that we can get out of the rain after school. The initiative was warmly echoed by the students, and the umbrellas in the classroom accumulated over time, and new ideas were born in my chest.

So, I found a classmate. Together, we put some umbrellas in the corner of the school gate and put a piece of paper on it, which reads: "Little Flower Umbrella Love and Mutual Aid Association". "Students who don't have umbrellas can come here to pick them up in rainy days, and don't forget to bring them back."

Unexpectedly, it suddenly rained again today, looking at one classmate after another. Take the umbrellas away from there one by one, step into the rain, and everyone smiles. We feel happy from the bottom of our hearts, and there is a bright smile on my face.

Let's start with a smile, whether it's from school to home, from home to school, or towards society and career.