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A woman who has feelings about life essays, like a flower, is always blooming.

Years, there will always be vicissitudes; Fireworks are always flashy. The following is the content of my essay on life. Women are as beautiful as flowers, I hope you like them!

A woman who has feelings about life essays is like a flower, which is always in full bloom (1).

Walking in the world, not stained with dust, be a small flower, with a faint fragrance; In the bloom of time, touch the sunshine. In this world, there is always a piece of land that can nourish and take root, and there is always a drop of rain and dew that can nourish life, give yourself a hope, make your heart warm, so that you can't laugh at the whole city, but also keep your heart pure and elegant; Even if you can't compete with flowers for spring, smile and bloom in your own sunshine.

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Women are like flowers, and flowers are like dreams. A flower-like woman must be strong, forbearing, elegant, fragrant and pleasant, beautiful and poetic. Ying Ying runs on the dance steps of time, graceful in the world of mortals, free and easy beyond the years, picturesque.

Years, there will always be vicissitudes; Fireworks are always flashy. They keep quiet and clean, walk with Chunyang, hold hands with happiness, feel the freshness of sunshine and rain, appreciate the quiet beauty of autumn leaves, plant kindness in their hearts and walk on earth with gratitude. In the early morning sunshine, holding a ray of warm fragrance of the years; Under the setting sun, I will embrace the splendor of the afterglow of the setting sun, cross the cycle of seasons, and walk through the scenery that does not belong to me, so that the smiling face like a flower will bloom in the most beautiful posture in the white years.

I like this kind of woman, not flattering, simple but elegant, graceful, just spend a day floating and born, show her true self in the fleeting time, and bloom a beautiful flower. Such as the cold plum smiling in the wind, the proud and clear body stands out in the years, lighting up the fragrance of the veins and bypassing the prosperity of the world. In the forest of ice and snow, the fragrance is not diminished, time is on the shore, and the fragrance is floating. Look forward to a relationship, meet for a moment, wait for you for a lifetime, and still be infatuated after the storm. In your own sun and moon, read the power of life patiently; Interpret the beauty of life with blooming. As time goes by, I am clear and safe, let the simple past exist, let the future be bright, and walk in the world where water is clear and bright.

There is a woman who looks petite and weak, pure and quiet in fragrance, shy and introverted, gentle in temperament, lovely and exquisite. They are born docile, their gentleness can be turned into stone, and their sincerity can irrigate the desert into green shade. They are gentle and considerate, touching you in details and giving you warmth in dribs and drabs, just because they understand. Although they look weak, they have their own opinions, and there is a kind of strength in their bones. Don't go with the flow. They whisper softly, but they are impartial, reaching the soul, like a trickle, but they are endless. If they don't talk, they will smile gracefully in a pure and clear world.

Women should be gentle and kind, but also have a sense of pride. This pride comes from the mastery of knowledge, the improvement of experience, the accumulated self-confidence from the heart. Women, whether you are fresh, elegant, beautiful or mediocre, should have the elegance and calmness of "If I am in full bloom, the breeze will come", and should turn the ordinary self into a different fireworks in this world. Feel the most beautiful sound with your heart and decorate the scenery on the road of life with warmth. Even if you can't be the most gorgeous flower in the beautiful flowers, you must be the most brilliant flower in the flowers.

A confident woman is the most beautiful. Their independent personality charm, calmness in gestures, love for life, gratitude for life and wisdom for life all come from their inner strength. "I am full of poetic and pretentious", the scholarly charm that confident women inadvertently exude and the elegant fragrance when smiling have both the maturity of intellectual women and the gentleness of young women, which exudes infinite charm. They know how to tolerate and understand, how to leave life blank, how to nourish life with gratitude, how to infect life with happiness, how to be simple and how to smile, just because of the beauty in their hearts. They are warm but unobtrusive, but not empty. Their precipitation of time and passion for life all show their life experience and free and easy. Perhaps the face will get old, and self-confidence is a woman's most beautiful makeup, which will be more attractive as time goes by. A confident woman is the scenery of life.

Women who like cloth exude a faint fragrance, don't like publicity, don't like noise, and are only quiet and elegant in their own half-acre flower field.

Simple and elegant woman likes reading quietly, listening to music quietly, and planting chrysanthemums in the peach blossom garden in her heart. Among them, green mountains and green waters are surrounded by clouds. They absorbed the nutrients of words and made their hearts rich. The soul is attached to the fragrance of books and music. They are as quiet as virgins, as moving as the breeze, and do not make scenery for anyone, nor add ink to anyone. They have the serenity and romance of bluestone alleys and oil-paper umbrellas, and also have the intelligence and insight that urban women should have. They are elegant, calm, clear and transparent. In their own years, they are in harmony with vegetation and accompanied by fireworks, such as the clear rhyme of Jiangnan ink painting, which is beautiful in silence.

Women are plain and fragrant, gentle and pity, which makes people shy. Every heart follows the water, brushing away the dust all the way, leaving a clear and clear space, which is elegance, the loneliness of the moon and the graceful smile of the breeze. Full of bright eyes, the warmth in the heart turns into tenderness, the heart is a flower, the love is a leaf, the leaves set each other off, and the rhyme is a poem. The most important thing is the tenderness and fragrance of the bow. The mountains and rivers depend on each other, making it quiet and elegant, singing the wind to the moon, stepping on the snow, enjoying flowers and listening to the piano, tapping on a wisp of clear sound, and turning to thousands of times, just for one person.

I just want to be a lotus flower in early summer, drunk in the dark south of the Yangtze River, wearing light makeup in the misty rain, writing new words and old dreams into songs without words in the rolling time of old books, composing poems for the elegance of an orchid with the rhythm of Tang poetry and Song poetry, composing music for the tranquility of chrysanthemums in the deep mountains, watching the bright eyes of grass dew and the sunshine covered with ivy.

Silence is the deepest, just because you know. Take the kind stamens and rainy sky as the most beautiful scenery in the world. In spring, the wheat straw will wither, and in summer, the flowers will bloom. You can only live by the water and enjoy the coolness of your heart. Be a flower girl, always blooming in light and shadow.

Lies about life essays (2)

Since I went to the forest park with my mother that day, my mother's spirit is getting worse every day. On the phone, my mother told me frankly that I thought I would be exhausted, but the next day, nothing happened and I was much more energetic than before. That Mao Ding has never committed a crime again. My heart is happy, not only because of this, but also because I told a little lie, and my mother actually believed it.

I know my mother too well. I'm afraid of minor illnesses, especially headaches and dizziness, and I don't know where to think. Because my father died of a headache, and my mother's mental burden is so heavy, our mood will certainly not be relaxed. When I went to the park that day, I specially did my mother's ideological work. When we were resting under the big tree, I saw that my mother was in a good mental state. I knew that my mother's illness was just an emotional disorder. So, I said to my mother, "Mom, there is nothing wrong with you. You just got that disease. Just don't think about it. "

Mom smiled, but obviously didn't believe it. I added, "Mom, don't believe me. You don't know, do you? I'm half a husband here. Several people came to see me and I told them all about my illness. What happened to that man? That's what I said. People bought something and went home to thank me. " Don't tell me, that's a brilliant move. Mom really believed it.

The next day, I called my mother and she said she didn't commit it. Two days later, she called again. It's okay. Mom said, "It seems that what you said is really right. If you don't want to, you really can't do it. " I'm very happy to hear it. It seems that I really didn't fool around for nothing. Actually, I can't see anything. I have read Wang Fengyi's books these days. I told some examples of other people's treatment to coax my mother. This lie moved a big stone in my mother's heart, and I was relieved. Like winning the lottery, the joy is indescribable.

From this, I thought of another lie of mine. That was many years ago. My brother was in junior high school and he was studying in the middle class. There is no problem in getting into high school. It may be because he failed in an exam and was hit. Maybe the teacher said something that hurt his self-esteem. In short, he said nothing. At such a young age, how can he have a future if he doesn't go to school? In rural areas, going to school is the only way out. Parents are anxious, and younger brother is stubborn. No matter who said that, what should I do? I think, unless the teacher convinces me, for a student, a teacher's words can save a student or kill a student, which has an inestimable influence on the students' hearts, especially at this critical time. But this is impossible, not to mention that the school is far from home, but it is close, and it is normal for students not to go to school. How to persuade the teacher to come to my house? After thinking about it, I wrote a letter to my brother in the tone of class teacher, encouraging him to study hard, not to lose heart, and looking forward to his coming to school as soon as possible.

I know my brother's heart is very sensitive, and he will judge the truth from my expression. If he knows I wrote it, it's all over. How can he believe it? After thinking for a long time, I found a student in his class and did the work, asking him to give this letter to my brother.

Sure enough, the next morning, my brother said to his mother, "Mom, make me dry food and I will go to school." After listening to this sentence, I took a long breath, as if I had unloaded a heavy burden and won an uncertain battle. My heart is so relaxed and gratified.

This matter touched me a lot. Lies are like rats crossing the street. It seems that everyone cries out and no one likes them, because they are often associated with harming others and cheating. But everything should be viewed in two, and so should lies. Sometimes, lies are more important than the truth and can solve difficult problems. For example, can you tell the truth to a terminally ill patient? That would be tantamount to sentencing him to death. Who would have the heart to do that? Therefore, lying or telling the truth is ok as long as it is beneficial to others. If a white lie is more beautiful than a cruel truth, why not?

A prose recording life, a time when flowers bloom (3)

I want to give this passage to my 22-year-old self to pay homage to my youth and record my wonderful time.

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At the age of twenty-two, a tree blooms.

Flowers bloom and fall.

Just like our youth, it came slowly and quietly, as if it passed by like a flower.

Ignorance before flowering, richness when flowering, loneliness after flowering.

Just like we have been ignorant, nervous, happy, lost, hesitant, confused and experienced.

Inadvertently, looking back at the other side lasted for 22 years.

When the sun goes down and rises again, everything changes, and if you are not careful, you can never go back.

Keep something just to prove the past.

According to the book, there are two kinds of unconnected, one is forgotten, and the other is put in memory.

All deep love will be buried in a place called memory.

The book says that there are two realms, one is silent pain, and the other is silent laughter.

When time steals the original intention, all that remains is hardship.

So I always stay for a while and miss another time.

As time goes by, time flies.

I am confident that I am no longer afraid of thousands of people stopping me and surrendering to myself.

I understand that hard work is not without rewards, but the rewards are still on the way.

We are struggling in the net of reality and wandering at the crossroads of life.

We work hard, we struggle, and we make ourselves positive.

Not trying to change the world, but trying not to let the noisy world change us.

Live in the envy of childhood when you grow up.

Only to find that what I miss most is childhood.

Along the way, we lost too much and gained too little.

Don't cry when you are afraid, but laugh when you are happy.

Lying in bed is no longer just sleeping, my thoughts are running.

Time is the final judge, and it will leave me with the stupidest, best and truest you.

The circle of friends is getting smaller and smaller, and it is more and more important to stay.

I thank you fools who know all my shortcomings but are still with me.

I love to get into a dead end and often get angry for no reason.

I am stingy, and if I am good to others, I have to be good to me. I am selfish and don't want to see my good friends have good friends.

I am melodramatic, complaining when I have nothing to do, and like to pretend to be a literary teenager.

But I am real, not flying in the sky, not swimming in the water, I am walking on the ground.

I will try to be a good person.

Be a calm person and be a kind person.

Be a person with a smile on his lips and a happy heart.

You are the flower on my tree.

Record with life, when a tree blooms.