One-day essay

A day's essay 1 A day is very short, fleeting, so short that it is too late to embrace the first ray of sunshine, and it is necessary to welcome the afterglow of the sunset.

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The morning sun

In the early morning, the first ray of sunshine spread all over the earth.

Wake up the sleeping town.

Wake up the sleeping people.

It also awakened the sleeping grassland.

Everything is awake.

A beautiful day is about to begin.

day

Vast grasslands and beautiful mountains and rivers.

Blue sky, galloping horse.

Aries, wild flowers in summer

White pearls-white yaks are scattered on the grassland.

Everything is in front of you.

So beautiful

Looking at you like this

Stranded his heart in the safe years.

Waiting for the beautiful scenery.

Na cheng shan shui

That story

There is no lack of beauty in the plain years.

Precipitate a unique Jing Ya.

Dim moonlight

Hanging high in the blue sky

Quietly waiting for the sun to return to the mountains.

sunset

The sunset returned to the mountain.

Sprinkle the first-class afterglow and spread the grassland

Sprinkle on one's body and heart.

The time that tends to be calm stays at this moment.

Stay in your heart

The chaser used the camera to freeze the beauty of this moment.

From now on, it will be eternal.

Sunset returns to the mountains, and cattle and sheep return to the pen.

The afterglow of the sunset is so beautiful.

I never thought about this problem in composition 2 of one day, and suddenly I felt very sad. I don't know whether to face it or avoid it ~

Maybe this day came unexpectedly. I don't know whether I should feel scared or stay calm. Maybe we have left this world without even thinking about it. No matter how brilliant we have been, no matter how ordinary our life is, we have to face the fact that in the end, we will leave with a smile or full of regret ~

Really on that day, if really on that day, I hope I can fully experience the feeling of freedom on the green grass in my last days, look up at the sky as usual, and feel the mysterious starry sky that has been full of longing and dreams. Endless emptiness once made my mind so free, free, and I breathed really well. I didn't know I was on the other side of the galaxy.

Maybe I am just an ordinary person who has been unknown all my life, and I am willing to get more worldly fame and fortune. After all, that's the truth. From beginning to end, I firmly believe that fate is always in everyone's hands, so I never blame my own fate, and I don't believe in the so-called fate. Even if I live in the most unpleasant time, I just cry when I am alone, and I won't let my tears fall, because I clearly know that life is full of hope, and even if the miracle of hope doesn't appear in the end, it is not necessarily the worst ~

I don't know if I can have the strength to feel the grass and trees that accompanied me through the most memories when I was a child. Maybe by that time, even the memories are quite vague, but no matter how time changes, it is always good to remember, and even if you can't remember, you still have feelings. Maybe life really shouldn't leave too many regrets. You have to let go of what you want to do, even if you end up taking a different road than you thought. Although you say that what you want to do may not be successful, it is your own choice. At least, you won't leave any regrets ~

On that day, I don't know if the people I love and those who love me are still around. They will be very sad and heartbroken, I know it clearly; However, I can no longer accompany him, can no longer integrate into life to feel the joys and sorrows, and can no longer say goodbye to my friends slowly. I can only say that I am really sorry, deeply sorry. It's just that without a if, this day will come sooner or later. I just hope that before that day comes, I can turn all my long-cherished wishes into reality with actions, and don't leave too many regrets ~

In fact, I have always had certain requirements for myself in all aspects, which many friends I know don't know. After all, few people really know themselves, and most people around me always think that I am as simple as their wishful thinking. Looking back, I can't help feeling sorry and helpless for these people. Among them, there is no verbal sadness, and there is no need to explain the reasons too much. In the end, I can only choose silence, friends can't communicate, and my feelings are deep; A thousand dollars is easy to get, but a bosom friend is hard to find. It's always interesting if someone understands. The mountains are green, the water is green, and the mountains are flowing. It's hard to find a bosom friend in the world ... I'm actually not literary at all, just because I simply like it, naturally I like it ~

On that day, people around you should still be talking and laughing as usual, as if nothing had changed; I just don't know who will remember me at that time, and occasionally I will miss me a little. Although it doesn't matter whether anyone remembers it at that time, I still hope that those who remember can recall it occasionally. After all, with the growth of age, there are really few friends who can get along well and help each other. I am a person who cherishes feelings and is willing to communicate, because it is a trust and an honor for me to share every income with my friends in detail ~

I hope it won't be too hot on the day I leave. If you can choose, it will be late autumn. If only it could rain a little that day. Listening to the rain dripping in the sky, let me wash away the faint sadness and get the peace in the blink of an eye. After the rain, I will blow a breeze for a while. After all, the air after the rain is very fresh ~

Strolling along the trail after the autumn rain, sighing how time flies, I don't know when a colorful and beautiful flower appeared in the grass beside the road. It opened alone on the greenway in autumn, with crystal dew hanging on its leaves, swinging back and forth against the breeze, as if to tell the earth that it had blossomed a self-righteous flower. Perhaps no one will bend down to appreciate, listen to and care about it. Or maybe it doesn't care about the pity of these secular people from the bottom of its heart. The bright flowers are only because of the pride of a breeze, even if there is no listener in this life; A wonderful life is to write your own extraordinary music for you, so that you can bloom brilliant flowers, which is enough to make your life hold your head high and be worthy of heaven and earth!

Pedestrians on the road are still in a hurry, as if they don't care about the long-awaited fresh air; This autumn season is always full of poetry and romance. I wonder if I have a special feeling about this season. Maybe autumn is like falling in love for me ~

If, on that day, I really want to embark on this road, I sincerely hope that I can walk behind my parents ~

One day's essay 3 On a stormy afternoon, lightning and thunder thundered and leaves were whipped by the wind. My mood is very melancholy. When I trudged home with an umbrella, I saw an elder sister …

She has curved eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose and a red mouth. She wore a long shawl, black clothes and white hair. She came to me, one step, two steps ... suddenly, she fell down and her face suddenly turned sunny and cloudy. She got up and immediately kicked what she had dropped, and some red bills were kicked away. I thought to myself: this kick is really worth it, kicking out so much money. I saw my sister's eyes staring straight, revealing an expression of surprise. Soon, she picked up the money, put it in her purse, wiped it with a small handkerchief, and stood under a tree. I thought: Is she looking for the owner? No way! ! ! ! That money is enough for her to buy many beautiful clothes and cosmetics. She is really a good sister who never forgets money. At this time, an aunt seemed to be looking for something, so her sister gave her the money. Aunt said thank you several times! I gave my sister 200 yuan, but my sister didn't want it. I secretly praised her in my mind.

Although it rains today, my heart is full of sunshine.

When I pick up the phone for four hours a day, I get noisy. I didn't hide my voice and my feelings.

There were pink, fluffy skirts, red flowers and dolls.

You can jump around on the stage, with red cheeks and dimples.

The simplest hug, the most fearless courage, the most unbridled laughter and the bravest action.

Riding a bike, climbing the school gate, climbing the fence, the smallest funny indulgence.

When I was young, I always lived fearless, always thought that reality would be defeated, and my dreams always extended indefinitely, not afraid of time.

But youth gradually passes through the yellowed photos, taking away not only the tenderness of youth, but also the chic of youth.

I don't know when it started:

I will never sing recklessly again, especially afraid of emotional catharsis. All the colors have been swept away from my heart, and fluffy skirts, dolls and red flowers can no longer be seen.

I don't want to stretch out and dance to the music anymore, and I won't blush again.

The school gate and the fence will not climb again, and cycling has become a memory. Memories are chic, funny and realistic.

There is no longer the courage to challenge time, and the dream finally falls after infinite extension.

How many people are like this? I miss it and regret it, but I always tell myself that life is like this.

In fact, this is the reality. When we were young, we gambled on dreams, and dreams finally drew reality.

Young and ignorant, dream chic, fingers boundless, buckle buckle.

I always see some pictures recently, reminding me that time flies. Suddenly, I found that the time I thought was difficult to cross in a hurry did not know when it slipped away quickly, and it was gone in a blink of an eye.

It seems a bit hazy. What impressed me most was the good news and bad news I heard from time to time.

People's emotions, emotions.

This is probably the most I've heard in a while.

It's just that I haven't heard it like before, which makes me feel more and more.

Where are you going is a taboo reality, and a dream come true is an illusion of expectation. There are always people who can't accept the former and always expect the latter.

It is inevitable to really understand where you are going. Take good care of the people you love, cherish and treat the people you cherish. I think the most this year.

No one knows what tomorrow will be like or who will be like the next moment.

One day's essay 5 They are whispering in the corner,

Their parents are short and obscene.

So-and-so, some ambiguous secret,

It seems that sharing is always important,

Promote harmony between each other.

If you do your work seriously,

Always waiting for perfection.

Everything is planned,

Everything is not planned again,

Changing habits is also a kind of stability.

It's windy and cold outside.

Will it snow this time?

Will plum blossom sprout?

Finish this thing,

Winter should also be given to spring.

The bus is still so hard to wait,

After a day's fatigue,

It finally came loose.

Take a nap in the shaking,

I woke up at every platform again.

Near the familiar house,

Light up the warm light.

As if I heard the laughter of the old people and children in the room,

Smell the hot pot boiling in the corridor,

So the cheerful moment opened the black curtain around,

The stage of the heart serenades beautifully!

One day, composition 6 always woke up in the middle of the night, and I was very confused. The road ahead is desolate and directionless, and I once had a dream. My heart used to be YOLO, but it slowly became cold in the ruthless reality. I was once full of pride, once embraced the sunrise, and once had a dream. Do you remember that I used to be like a flower when the frost of the years brushed my cheek mercilessly? Do you remember when I was happy?

-As beautiful as snow

What will you do if you lose me one day? Ask yourself over and over again in your mind that the future is indescribable and force yourself not to think about it. Why is your passionate heart repeatedly hurt? You said that I am the only sunshine in your life, and only I can illuminate your life. I hold high the flame of love, take you across the desert, find an oasis, and walk into the hall of happiness.

If one day you lose me, I will no longer spoil you like a child, decorate your dreams, spoil you, treat you as a baby, pester you, long for your tenderness, call you all day and call you husband sweetly. Will it hurt? Will your heart break? When I think about the future, I am confused, extremely afraid and have no direction. Your flowery face is engraved in my soul, and your tearful face is a grief that I can't heal all my life.

Your heart is longing. You said you would take me to that beautiful church, where a priest would ask me devoutly if you would be your bride. I have seen this scene many times in my dream, but every time before I say I do, the dream loses its original state. The church is empty, and happiness blooms like a flower without you. I am the only one clinging to my dream, surrounded by darkness, silence and desolation.

In the endless night, I touched your gentle face again, kissed you gently and told you that I really want to be your bride forever. You said you had a hunch that you would eventually lose me. You know, when I heard this, my face was smiling, but there were already tears in my heart. Why can't I escape the cycle of fate? Why can't I change love for the rest of my life? Why can't I spend my whole life with you even if I spend fireworks? Why even if I give up everything, I can't watch the ebb and flow with you? Why have you seen the ending before you start? Is it a helpless result?

It is difficult to fall asleep in the dead of night. Being alone like snow will always hurt yourself, and tears will flow in the quiet night. Thinking that you and I are so sad, I can't imagine that you will lose me. You can get used to those days without me. How can I bear to let you get hurt again? Your wound is like a knife, which cuts heavily on my heart. Since I can't heal your heart, how can I carve an incurable emotional injury on you for life?

One-day Essay 7 Walking on the road every day, there is always a desire to be with you; Although I don't want to face the hardships I don't know, I can't take any chances. And love, like a dream left by blooming flowers, fills every corner and leaves a persistent heart. Open your heart, look at the time like water, but want to get drunk, there will always be stones falling slowly, leaving a struggle, a struggle, a self, a constant dispute, but it will leave a haze. After suffering, there will be anxiety and speculation. I don't want to remain indifferent every day, leaving joy on my stiff face and living a somewhat dull life.

The white clouds in the sky keep flying, but I feel that time is like water. Many chaotic pictures remain on my face. You can hear the sound of the waves, and you can see the waves whistling. Perhaps this is the ebb and flow of life and the promise of years. Spectacular and winding; There is lingering, which is constantly stretching; Know that life can't be like a dream, and there are beautiful ripples all the time; Those confusions, in the constant hesitation, left waves, so that the heart began to fluctuate. This is the romance of the years, the glory of the days, and the nostalgia and persistence in life.

I thought that after years of tempering, I could keep a lot of time in my heart. Tough heart, not pure, but deep; This is the experience of life and the romance of days. Time is turning, and every day seems to be so simple; Those hardships left regrets; Looking back, those years are lingering. Many things will become different as I grow up, and there will be new hopes every day. Time is walking slowly, with my footsteps, leaving behind the ambiguity in time, as well as the loneliness in those times. The slow flow is water waves.

Every day there will be different lingering, leaving a different experience every day. Many experiences have become fleeting, but those winds have left a slight chill and the sunshine has left a lot of warmth. This is life, this is life. Walk alone quietly, taste quietly, taste loneliness, taste these hesitations, taste melancholy and hesitation. The mood is constantly becoming fresh, and most of those things will stay for a moment. There can be no change in pace, because this is my life, leaving waves and beautiful brilliance.

The wind and cloud of life, there will be doubts, will continue to leave a kiss in my heart. I didn't leave all my hopes to me, because many ideas are infinite and can only stay at a certain moment in the past. This is not the rotation of memory, but the euphemism of days. Every day may be a new beginning, every day will leave a new footprint, and every day has new expectations. A lot of sadness, constantly wandering; But those sweetness will leave a gap, and then start to shake the whole soul, so that the soul is constantly concerned; Then I began to drive away the ridicule left by time and stood up to show my proud and confident smile.

Every day is a new beginning and you can enjoy it quietly. Don't let your dreams become distant, and don't let the years become dull, because every day there will be a new call to draw waves in time. Everyone will experience fatigue, everyone will experience fatigue, and everyone will leave tears. Time will make my efforts constantly swing; My persistence can see the quietness, loneliness and silence of the days in time; But we will also see new hopes and create new miracles. This is a new day, and it also has new beauty.

One day's essay 8 Summer vacation finally came as promised in our earnest hope, so I started a relaxing and leisurely day:

Every morning, I always get up lazily in the cry of my family, then wash my face in a hurry, and then have breakfast with my family (for this reason, my husband is very picky, but I really can't get up, and I am the last one to get up every day! I have no sense of time because of my holiday. )

Of course, I eat the fastest. I always eat it three times, five times and twice, and then I stand, or enjoy their meals, or urge my son to eat quickly.

After dinner, I began to tidy up the room slowly, sorting out all kinds of sundries on the table, what to throw away and what to classify.

After this, go to the river to wash clothes. We are the source of this river here, so the river is clear and particularly clean. An old man like my mother-in-law won't wash clothes with tap water. They think that clothes washed with tap water are not clean.

When washing clothes, I can also chat with others while washing. Of course, I just listen with my ears and never interrupt unless someone talks to me.

In my opinion, washing clothes, if not because the sun is too bright and uncomfortable, is simply a very beautiful enjoyment: on one side, there are gurgling, crystal clear running water and faintly visible small fish, and above the running water are a large group of women of all ages, who burst into hearty laughter from time to time. This is definitely an indescribable scenery!

Just looking at other people's joys and sorrows, although I rarely participate in it, it is precisely because I am carefree, so I feel particularly relaxed;

After washing clothes, it is about nine o'clock in the morning. At this time, I started to turn on the computer and began to write my words. This passage can be an excerpt from a beautiful article, or I can write down my emotions at leisure as I do now.

Actually, it is not the content of the article. My most fundamental purpose is to be familiar with the keyboard. In order to get familiar with the keyboard as soon as possible, I have been working very hard on the keyboard some time ago. In the past, because I was unfamiliar with the keyboard, I typed a lot of typos and made many jokes. The funniest time is to ask the other person to shout, "Please don't use' sogou', okay? There are too many typos! ..... "I replied," It's not sogou's fault, sogou is innocent! Mainly because I am not familiar with the keyboard, typing depends on the keyboard! "

From then on, I made up my mind: I must learn the keyboard thoroughly in the summer vacation, and I can't make the mistake like an idiot again! But it is not easy to get familiar with it. It's been more than ten days, and I still have to sneak a look at the keyboard from time to time. I'm ashamed and ashamed. ...

Time flies. When I have finished writing, the time will slowly arrive at 10: 30 or 1 1: 00. At this time, I will open the cool dog, listen to my favorite music and immerse myself in that sad or lingering music. This is definitely a difficult time of the day, let yourself experience the baptism of music.

Lunch will be ready at 1 1: 20. In our family, I usually cook lunch, dinner and breakfast, and lazy people eat ready-made food.

When everything was ready, they also came back. So everyone ate and had a good sleep.

During the lunch break in class, I always fall asleep, always worry about the afternoon class, and always dream of being late for class again and again, so I always wake up early and lie in bed waiting for the arrival of time.

Now that I have a holiday, I don't have to worry about being late. I can sleep as long as I want. How comfortable! To tell the truth, during the summer vacation, I have to sleep at least 10 hours every day. Isn't it amazing? Envy it!

After waking up after lunch, we will have a routine that we keep the program every afternoon-reciting 70 primary school students' three-character classics and ancient poems with our children. This is the most meaningful study time of the day. After all, I don't know the ins and outs of many stories of Saint Amethyst, and I just take this opportunity to make up for it.

In this way, children have increased their knowledge and learned a lot from it. Of course, I read books by myself more often, and I am only responsible for checking the children's reading.

When the children have recited three pages of three-character classics and three ancient poems, I should be ready to go running. It's about six o'clock in the evening.

This is the happiest time of the day: because there is no time pressure, I run as slowly as a snail: slow enough to hear the sound of the wind blowing around me, slow enough to talk to dragonflies flying overhead; Slow enough to see how many leaves the crops on both sides of the road have grown; Slow enough to count how many children are swimming and playing in the river around me ... of course, during jogging, it is also an excellent opportunity to talk to your heart. You can reflect on the people and things you have experienced recently, sort out your emotions and thoughts, or think about other interesting things.

In a word, walking home in a sweat and a cool breeze every day feels particularly energetic, energetic and comfortable. Maybe I feel this way after exercise.

It's good to exercise, and it's good to sweat. ...

After I came back, I happily prepared dinner, and the day came to an end as the sun gradually set: because dinner was late, it was about 9 pm after washing, and I might continue to be familiar with the keyboard; Or talk to the neighbors at home; When I'm really bored, I watch TV for a few minutes and go to see my Duke of Zhou at night 10. ...

This is a day when I have no internet, no concept of time, no passion and almost isolated from the world during my summer vacation. Maybe this is a boring day; Maybe this is a heavenly day; Maybe this is an extremely boring and boring life. But I don't care much, because this is a day I spend every day. Every day, I live like a flowing river, silently, without ups and downs, without turmoil, but with a little joy. At least I live a self-sufficient and practical life, and naturally like every grass around me. This kind of life is very suitable for my personality-unrestrained and pure.

The tone of one day's essay 9 is very calm, like the tone when chatting with everyone, and I can't hear any ambiguity and formality. It can be said that there is no difference at all and there is no difference. Maybe it's because I'm familiar with it, so there's no need to distinguish it. Maybe it's because it's really like treating others. But I still want to convince myself that I am different from others in his heart. Why? I think maybe it's because I'm nice to him? Maybe it's because he is attracted to me, but I'm not sure that no one else is good to him. I'm not sure that his feelings for me have risen enough to distinguish me from others. Sometimes thinking too much is really tiring, even hurting feelings, so he said. He always tells me not to think too much. I'm too stupid to do it. I don't know when I can be calm, and I don't know when I can be a smart woman, straighten my mind and live a happy life, as he said.

In fact, I am also happy, but too often accompanied by some emotional shadows. Some are jealous, some are frustrated because they don't meet their requirements. When I look at the world with the simplest thinking and perspective and think that the world is right or wrong, I give myself the most complicated heart. And this complicated heart hurts myself and the people I love.

When the smile reappeared on his face, I knew it was his tolerance for me. Moved, I made up my mind to change my mind, but I was afraid I couldn't change it. I want to cherish every bit around him.

Even if I build him a cup of tea and turn around, I will go far away, no longer afraid of not seeing him.

Even if I smell him and turn around, I will go far away and no longer doubt that I really like him.

My hope is simple: I can say good night every day. Be busy and happy for him every day.

One day, the horn of the essay 10 "going to the countryside" sounded, and all freshmen and teachers in our school were preparing for it. We have been making preparations, including pre-preparation work, bidding for our team, recruiting members, assigning work to team members, preparing courses, and purchasing goods ... all our team members are preparing for this and are looking forward to our going to the countryside. Today, we finally ushered in our first day.

Today, we got up early, packed our personal daily necessities, gathered in the Shu Ren Square of the school, set off our agriculture, countryside and farmers by express train, and finally arrived at the base, where we will carry out social practice for ten days, which is also the place we have been looking forward to and dreaming of.

Here, maybe it's not what we thought. It is a little humble, small and shabby, but I believe that in many of us, its appearance does not scare us, but will make us more determined. We should bring joy, knowledge and enthusiasm here. Although we haven't been here for a long time and haven't taught them much knowledge, it won't have much influence on their outlook on life and knowledge. But I believe we will all have a pleasant and unforgettable summer vacation.

Going to the countryside, I believe many of us have only heard of it and have never experienced it personally. We are full of expectation and excitement. However, it is the first time for us to be teachers in the countryside. Being with a group of players like you for the first time, I have no experience in social practice and am a little hesitant. We don't know whether the children like us, whether they like our teaching mode, whether we can face all the unpredictable difficulties, and whether we can face them. However, regardless of hesitation or excitement, we all came here and embarked on a journey. No matter what lies ahead, I believe we will solve it.

Tomorrow is the first day of our teaching career. I have a little expectation. The most important thing for us tonight is to have a good rest and meet a better tomorrow.