I don't believe in tears composition.

In study, work and even life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, which is a comprehensive and creative speech activity. How to write a good composition? The following is my composition. I don't believe in tears. Welcome to share.

I don't believe that life is a mirror. If you smile, it will smile. You cry, and it cries. -inscription

Tears may touch the softest part of a person's heart, but life is in a hurry and there is no time to cry for a broken string. As Emerson said, "Even if one string is broken, the other three strings will still be played. This is life. "

Tears can only bring you sympathy, not respect. People are destined to experience ups and downs in this world from the moment they are born. In our life, it is not always smooth sailing and Ma Pingchuan's. In the face of endless difficulties, some people cringe and are willing to give up, missing the opportunity to overcome difficulties and create another sky; Some people never give up in the face of difficulties. Eventually, they will see the light and taste the joy of success.

The real strong will not believe in tears, will not be trapped in temporary helplessness, but will condense their inner enthusiasm into an unstoppable tree of faith. With unyielding faith, dreams will not be broken, but will surge in the footsteps of life's journey without stagnation. Just like Gou Jian, the king of Yue, when he was humiliated, when his imperial dignity was trampled under the horseshoe of the king of Wu, when his country was in danger in the storm, he did not believe in tears and was not immersed in setbacks and pains. Instead, he threw down his whip, hid his stubbornness and arrogance in the floating dust of history, chewed up the ugly smile of the king of Wu and the ridicule of the world, and finally achieved the eternal achievement of "painstakingly fighting for three thousand armor and swallowing Wu". Yes, he was not defeated. He has unyielding faith, endured humiliation and regained the dignity of the king.

In retrospect, I was a competitive child and always wanted to stand in the dazzling place. But some people question my ability and say that I am not qualified, which is totally whimsical. I feel very wronged, and tears are spinning in my eyes. I really wanted to cry at that time, but I couldn't cry. I can't believe tears, because I can't let others see jokes. I began to work hard and study hard. It is not easy to walk on this thorny road. One difficulty after another followed, but I didn't give up. I want those who have wronged me to know that I am still alive. Finally, I saw hope. I was among the best in every exam and won many prizes for my composition. I frequently got on the podium and won applause.

Life is a mirror. When you smile, it smiles back. You cry, and it cries. I don't believe in tears, so I choose to face life with a smile, and my life is more beautiful and brilliant.

I don't believe that two people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full and sunny. It is difficult to finish. Nothing can be done overnight. However, people tend to be pessimistic and think that tears can relieve pain. But the fact tells me that tears are just cowardice before success and can't solve the problem, so I don't believe in tears.

I always cried when I was a child. According to my neighbors, I have been crying since I was born, like a faucet that can't be turned off, and my tears are flowing out. No matter how people around me coax me, I won't buy it. Crying is hunger, crying is waking, crying is urine. At that time, I had no fixed concept of tears, only knowing that crying could solve all my problems. When I was one or two years old. Start walking alone, vacillating. I fell to the ground with a bang. I would rather lie on the ground than stand up by myself. Sure enough, after a while, my mother picked me up from the ground. Tears are really omnipotent!

But when I grow up, I cry less and less. They all made fun of me for crying all my tears when I was a child, but no tears when I grew up. But in fact, I gave a new definition to tears. Tears in the eyes are no longer the key to solving problems, but cowardice before solving problems. In the face of failure, our mentality should not be cowardice, escape, and solve it with tears. This is a coward's practice. Instead, we should actively respond and face the difficulties. Take the examples around you as an example. Under such great pressure, I may fail the exam several times, which may disappoint myself and others. But if I just keep crying and crying, will my ideal academic performance fly to me? Not really. Tears are no longer endless and can't provide me with useful help. It's just a process of venting emotions and calming the heart. That's not the most important thing, not my point. It's useless to me. I don't believe in tears. I don't believe in the contribution of tears. I don't believe in the attribution of tears. I don't believe in everything that tears can save. This is not entirely true. What I want is not what tears can give me.

Tears exist not to save anything, nor to achieve anything. I don't believe that tears can only succeed if they don't forget their own initiative, forge ahead and keep a strong heart.

I don't believe in tears I used to be a crybaby, but now, I seldom cry. Because I no longer believe in tears, I finally understand that there are many things in life that tears can't solve at all

How many times did I cry when I was a child? Let me give you a few examples: I cried when I didn't do well in the exam; Laughed at by others, crying; Being criticized by the teacher, crying ... All in all, there is only one word when something goes wrong-crying.

From the third grade to the fourth grade, I really understood that tears are useless. Once in physical education class, we just finished running 50 meters and sat on the steps to have a rest. After the rest, I just got up and heard the girl who laughed at me in our class shout, "Look, there is something on her pants, so dirty!" " Her "partner" echoed the voice and laughed with her. I turned and patted my trouser legs, and found nothing. I know they are making fun of me again. I shouted at them angrily, "Nothing! You are talking nonsense! " She and her "partner" said, "Yes! Yes! " Make faces while talking. I really want to drive them away. I shouted at them, "Don't you have eyes? What do you think? " She retorted, "I don't think you have a vision!" Ha ha, "I've had enough. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I began to cry. I didn't expect them to shout there: "Ha ha! What a cry baby! What a crying ghost! "

Other students saw me crying and all went to report to the teacher. However, instead of comforting me, the teacher severely criticized me: "first of all, even if you have nothing on you, you shouldn't say that they don't have eyes." When they come back, you should; " Secondly, you cry so much that they have reason to say that you are a cry baby. Remember, tears will never solve the problem! "I nodded silently, remembering every word the teacher said.

Since then, I really seldom cry again, and I have learned a word: tears are always reserved for the weak. Even if your tears run dry, you can't change the attitude of others. This will never solve the problem. Therefore, I often tell myself: don't cry easily, be brave!

I don't believe in tears Tears may touch people's hearts, but they can only bring you fleeting sympathy, not respect. I don't believe in tears, just as the ancients in the past didn't believe in tears.

Gou Jian, King of Yue, said, "I don't believe in tears!"

The air is filled with smoke and there are cries everywhere. In a blink of an eye, the country was ruined, once it was king, once it was self-centered, and blowing in the wind became one. Today, he is a prisoner of the king of Wu. Silk and satin were replaced by grains, clothes and linen trousers, and delicious food became leftovers. Lick the gall, just to remind yourself of today's pain. The red bucket account has been replaced by straw mats and wooden pillows; The life served by thousands of people is gone, replaced by hard work and whipping and scolding day after day. He said, "I don't believe in tears." Force yourself to be strong after the miserable work, just to remind yourself of today's suffering. Even though the reality is so cruel, he never gives in to fate. Finally, after years of humiliation, he accumulated his own strength, once broke the dream of the prince of Wu and stood on the peak of power again.

Su Wu said, "I don't believe in tears."

In the vast desert, camel bells jingle. He took the pride of the Han emperor to the barbarian land. It was supposed to be treated by the superior, but unexpectedly, a sudden change happened-people in the same trade participated in the rebellion within the Xiongnu, their plans were exposed, they were caught, and he was involved. As an envoy of the Han Dynasty, Li Yu should not interfere in the internal affairs of the Huns. In love, he can't be humiliated by the Huns and lose the face of the country. Faced with such a situation, he said, "I don't believe in tears." During the breathing, he pulled out his sabre, without hesitation, and resolutely decided to defend the dignity of the Han Dynasty. The cold wind blows hard, dripping into ice, and his tragic fate continues. He was exiled to no one's place in Beihai to graze, so he came back licking his milk. Faced with such a situation, he said, "I don't believe in tears." If there is no food, dig wild rats to eat, and there is no grass; If there is no water to drink, bite the snow to quench your thirst; When it is cold, they rely on sheep to keep each other warm; When I was tired, I stroked Roger and told myself to be loyal to the Han Dynasty. It is this belief that kept him going for 19 years. Even Wei Lu's theory of wealth and Li Ling's theory of being unkind to the monarch failed to shake him. With his own persistence, he finally returned to the Han Dynasty and left a deep impression in history.

Tears are of course a way to vent their emotions, but they are not a tool to exchange sympathy. Tears don't mean you are weak, but believing in tears proves you are weak. I don't believe in tears any more than the ancients did.

I don't believe in tears Tears have blurred my vision and I can't see your figure clearly. Lonely heart is like rootless duckweed, floating my sadness. I tried my best to keep your last temperature, but my hand was empty, leaving only a few tears in the air.

You left quietly, so light, so light, without a sound. You walk under the stars, so helpless and firm. I cried, tears rolled down my cheeks and fell to the ground, so crisp and harsh. Grandpa, do you know how much I miss you?

I still remember that every time I lose, I always run to your side and jump into your arms and cry. Grandpa, you always touch my head and tell me the story of Alibaba. You said to me, "Dear baby, Alibaba is very smart, so he has many treasures, but not limited to his mind. He should learn to use them." What about you? You should learn to use it. Also, remember that crying can't solve any problems, and tears won't be the key to the treasure door. Children, don't believe in tears. "And I always try to dry my tears with my hands and stubbornly say to you," Grandpa, I didn't cry! "I don't believe in tears." You always laugh and I giggle.

Grandpa, you enlighten me with stories and let me walk firmly on the road of life. I no longer believe in tears.

"Grandpa, is everyone aware of the end of their lives?" This is a sentence I asked you before. I still remember when I asked this sentence, until the summer evening, the sky was dark and deep, but the sky was full of stars. After listening to my words, you didn't say anything, but looked at the night sky and said to me, "Is the night sky nice, son?" "I looked up at the night sky under the starry sky, which was particularly beautiful. I've been nodding to you. You look at me and say with a smile, "Son, this may be my miss for you in the future. ""I don't understand, so you said, "Son, if I'm not with you, don't trust the stars in the sky." I still don't understand, but I heard the sadness and hugged your neck tightly, and you didn't say anything, just stroking my back.

Grandpa, now I understand: the stars in the sky are your tears, and you miss my tears. You told me not to trust stars and tears, because they are just empty shells, and I can't see you when I cry. I see. /I see. ......

Don't believe in tears. On the road of life, crying won't solve any problems, and crying won't let the person you miss accompany you through life.

Time goes back, tears take back my eyes, my eyes are firm, my mind is far away, no matter what difficulties and setbacks, I don't believe in tears.

I don't believe in tears Do you know that?/You know what? Life never allows a drop of rain or a dark cloud to stay, which accumulates into downpours and dark clouds.

Many times of anxiety, disappointment, ecstasy, depression … all make me wonder if I have depression. Sometimes when you are alone, you will always recall the past and people, and even feel a little sad from time to time because you are immersed in it. Every time something happens, it makes me feel that tomorrow has lost its light.

Tears are crystal clear, making people's eyes red, but they can be comforted.

The third day-the senior high school entrance examination is approaching, and the study is getting worse. I am about to graduate, and my monthly exam results are getting worse every time. Every time I look at the results with hope, I am left with greater hope and greater disappointment. In that class, the results on the screen finally let me burst into my emotions. I cried, and the taste of falling to the bottom was terrible. Feeling trampled, there is nothing worth pursuing in the world. I have tasted tears, which are bitter and astringent. They entered my heart and slowly gathered into a drop of rain and a dark cloud.

Mom talked to me and said, "What's wrong with you? You're in the third grade, and your grades have fallen sharply. You can't go up if you fall, you know? See for yourself, those who did worse than you did well in the previous exam, and others are working hard. Why don't you understand? What school activities do you take part in? It depends on how your grades are delayed by this ... "Indeed, this sentence really plunged into my heart, and I cried, fearing that I could never catch up.

I tried to find an excuse, so I always took school activities as the fundamental reason for the decline in my grades. However, it turns out that this is not the case. My classmates who participated in the activities have always had good grades. Why am I worse than them? I keep asking myself. Am I not as smart as others? ..... after thinking about it repeatedly, I found that I really didn't work hard enough, and others were not diligent and didn't grasp the starting point.

I think I must put away my tears. Nobody wants to see your sad face. I don't believe in tears and I don't believe that tears can solve the current problem.

That drop of rain and a dark cloud gradually dispersed-I know that life is never allowed to let a drop of rain and a dark cloud stay, thus accumulating into a downpour and dark clouds. Only like a runaway wild horse, always full of motivation, let disappointment stay in the past as a warning, turn hope into motivation, and it will be fruitful.

I don't believe that tears may deceive justice, but justice won't forget to hit you on the head.

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What is justice? Will justice come? I fell asleep with this question.

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I am a lawyer, a battle-hardened lawyer, and a lawyer who has not lost the case.

In this big city, in order to survive, I do not hesitate to defend others, help good people, help bad people, and have seen laughter and tears. In fact, the closer we get to the center of justice, the more we realize that justice is so unspeakable. I feel that I am getting farther and farther away from my original oath. I am tired. After this is the last lawsuit, I will retire.

This is an economic lawsuit. One company stole the trade secrets of another company. I defend the defendant. This is the second court. In the previous court, the defendant has won a lawsuit with tears and risks. This time, as long as there are no accidents, you will win the case.

Standing in the court, I looked at the plaintiff, the judge, the old-fashioned crying of the defendant, the old-fashioned crying, the tension of the plaintiff under the stage, and the smile in the defendant's eyes. I suddenly remembered my employment oath, the justice I pursued all my life, and I began to struggle-whether it was money or justice, whether it was to abide by professional ethics or respect social ethics, whether it was the inner struggle or inner peace of the elderly. At that moment, I understood that I had told the whole story about the defendant's unfavorable testimony. I watched the plaintiff's nervousness turn into a relieved smile, and the defendant's smile turned into anger, regret and fear. Finally, the judge also ruled in favor of the plaintiff.

I lost this case. I lost the lawsuit for the first time in my life. I lost the last case that I could have won. I left an ignominious mark in my career, but so what? I left a rich sum in my heart, and I saved justice with my meager strength. I learned about justice, and I didn't deviate from my original oath. I followed my professional ethics at that time.

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When I woke up, I recalled my dream carefully. Although this is just a dream, I understand what justice is. Justice is to grasp the good thoughts in my heart, human nature is good, and grasp the most authentic thoughts in my heart.

Will justice come? Yes, it will come. Although tears can deceive justice, justice will eventually come.

I don't believe in tears Life is like a rush. Every minute counts. How can we keep those colorless tears? Be brave, don't believe in tears!

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Unconsciously, time passed quickly. I have grown into a young girl. I play with my classmates at school. Study? Of course, later. Perhaps this learning attitude led to disaster arrival.

I sat alone in front of the window, writing sad words in tears under the light. I bit my lip helplessly and sadly, and unconsciously I was covered with a layer of water mist. "You gone with the wind! I just trust you so much that you let me down. " This sentence echoed in my mind again, breaking the only remaining calm. Sorrow is like an ant hole full of thousands of miles of water drops, and tears finally burst its banks in recent years.

I can't forget the teacher's cold eyes on the podium and can't stand the cynicism of my classmates. I don't want to believe it either, but the poor test paper with low scores is really in front of me. Tears rolled down the corner of my eyes and down my cheeks, which made my skin sting a little. I leaned back in my chair and let tears slip into my mouth, so as to taste the taste of failure and feel the feeling of heartbreak.

Suddenly a small figure caught my eye, a weak spider. It is weaving a net on the windowsill, pulling one bamboo filament and jumping to the other by the wind. Under my gaze, it seems to be working harder. Whoosh, a gust of wind blew and hit me in the face. "Bad", I secretly let out a cry! Bow your head again, and the spider web is really scratched. The little spider is hanging on the spider silk and swaying in the wind.

Tears welled up in my eyes again. Am I not like this spider? I was sad, but the spider struggled again, holding the silk and swaying in the wind. Looking at it, I saw my parents. When did the wrinkles on their faces climb on their youthful and energetic faces, and when did their pale hair stand out? Looking at the tears on the table, I hated it and punched it on the table. Tears can only cover up temporary loss, but can't solve permanent panic. Tears can only be the companion of the weak, and can only be useless excrement. It's just a blooming without temperature, which can only touch the eyes and can't calm the mood. In tears, the spider has been resting in the cobweb. I dried my tears and looked up. In the face of difficulties, tell yourself not to fall in the same place, and maybe you can reap endless sunset and victory. Yes, I don't believe in tears. I will go forward bravely.

There is a road that cannot be refused, and that is a road with setbacks; There is one road you can't choose, and that is the road of tears. I want to be brave. I don't believe in tears.

I don't believe in tears Some people say, "Tears are a sign of cowardice of losers." But I think a person's tears are not so easy to understand and see through. If the loser doesn't believe his tears and crosses this heart, then he will succeed.

On lonely nights, I will look through those old things in my mind. Reminds me of my failure on the basketball court.

It was a dark night. I came out for a walk and walked to the familiar stadium. Someone asked me, "Hey, the one outside, dare to' one-on-one'." Seeing that it was that guy, I went over. He attacked first, and I stared at him, but he was surprisingly fast. He turned and passed me first, and the ball had already been scored when I followed. I have always been confident, and I am not convinced. But later, he was not only fast, but also accurate. He scored three goals. I haven't touched the ball, and I feel my heart sinking. When I attacked, I found a breakthrough. I didn't expect him to jump back. I moved too much and fell down, only bleeding from my knee. I feel that people around me are laughing at me. He held out his hand to help me, but I stood up by myself. I feel the smell of smoke in the air, accompanied by a dry smell, which can't be dissolved. I don't know what to say, and I even forgot to thank you. I slipped out like a stray dog. I lost! I totally lost!

I sat on the steps of the roadside, it was already dark, and the moon in the sky covered half of her face with pajamas, emitting light implicitly. Leaves rustle, I know the evening breeze is cool, but I didn't expect it to be so thrilling.

How could I lose to that guy? No, I'm not ready. I can win! But tears, don't even believe in tears. I wiped away the tears with my fingertips. I don't know what emotions he contains, but it doesn't matter. I don't trust him anymore. I want to regain my confidence. I will meet him at the stadium tomorrow.

The next night, he did come. He seems to be waiting for me. He asked me, "Is your knee all right?" I said no, "I won't let you because of this," he said. "Come on, then," I replied. This time, I won, and he really wouldn't let me. We started chatting. Come back side by side ... this is my first time to go home with him.

I don't believe in tears I made it. But there is still a long way to go. This reminds me of a sentence, "What happened to the real hero? What he encountered was covered in scars, lonely long-distance love, and an increasingly real sense of smallness. " Not only can't I believe in tears, but I will also overcome them!

I don't believe in tears In my eyes, tears are cheap. Maybe you can win the sympathy of others, but you can't win the respect of others. Maybe it can offset the mistakes made, but it can't be affirmed by others. Then, what else can make me believe it and make me regard it as a treasure?

The young eagle in the sky learned to fly after hard training every day, and I learned to dance after hard training every day. I have a dream since I was a child: I hope I can become an obvious dancer, put on a beautiful princess dress and golden Latin shoes, and then stand on the stage of my dream, stand on tiptoe to the ground and rotate slowly with the beat ... Every time I see children dancing on the stage on TV, I think: If only I could get on this stage.

Finally, one day, the opportunity came. With my potential and enthusiasm, I came to my training class and my star journey began. This is my first day in this huge training room surrounded by mirrors. How beautiful! Half-open glass window, the sun shines in from the outside, golden, as if my dream is shining brightly.

"Bend down, bend down, why are you always taller than others?" The teacher's stern voice is, I understand that everything starts from scratch and everything has a beginning, but my beginning is very bitter.

"Press down, press down, hold on!" In order for me to press my leg well, the teacher simply sat on my leg and pressed my leg down hard. She straightened my body, I faced my front leg, and I struggled in the pain of tearing. All kinds of tastes pierced my heart like a sharp knife, and big tears fell to the ground like soybeans. The teacher yelled at me, "If you have a poor foundation, you have to work ten times harder than others. What's the use of crying? Can crying solve the problem? " After listening to the teacher, I made up my mind to practice dancing well. Go to the training class during the day and practice in front of the mirror at home at night, even if it is a small detail. I often encourage myself to say: "If there are no setbacks, ups and downs, no learning and no creation in a person's life, life is as dull as a glass of boiled water and has no meaning. A small setback can not only exercise people, but also inspire them. Yes, I must not give up. "

After several months of hard training, I made great progress and finally stood on the stage of my dream. In the process of learning dance, I also learned a truth: the sword is sharpened, and the plum blossom is bitter and cold.