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I am quiet and introverted.
I haven't communicated with my classmates much since primary school. I like "being alone" and always feel lonely. But there are three or four close friends around me, and I just communicate with them more. In the comments given to me by the teacher every semester, I always write that I am practical and steady, and introversion seems to be my advantage.
But because of introversion, I am not very active in class. Although sometimes I know the answer to the question in my heart, I have never had the courage to say it. When the teacher asks me to speak, I always feel nervous for a long time. Although my teacher criticized me, I have never been able to overcome myself and speak in class since I was a child. Introversion has also become an obstacle to my study.
Entering junior high school, my introverted personality has not changed. On the first day, I saw all new faces. I am introverted and afraid to talk to my classmates. After class, the students chatted and talked in groups, but I sat quietly on the stool and dared not say a word. At noon, in the dormitory. Everyone else is introducing each other and getting to know each other. I am the only one reading quietly. My classmates mistakenly think that I am aloof and afraid to talk to me, which makes me very upset.
Hey, why am I so introverted? ..... In the eyes of my classmates, I am always so aloof and lofty, and I am not good at communicating with others. But in the eyes of parents and teachers, I am a "good boy" who will not let them worry. Introverted personality brings me distress, but also brings me appreciation and praise from others. But whatever it brings me, I am who I am, and no one can change it.
This is me-an introverted girl.
The minute hand and the second hand of 800 words have been knocking in my heart, making strange sounds that I can't be quiet.
Day after day, I really don't know how to choose the next direction.
Where in the world would you hide yourself? I want to avoid these strange noises.
Besides, the filth and impudence of this world make me fidget.
Not only during the day, but also at night, the soul should follow a series of losses and helplessness, suggesting to itself that it is time to find a quiet corner for itself.
My head hurts when I get into bed, and my mind is particularly clear. It is an incomparable leisure, which doesn't belong to me at the moment.
The world will burn my soul with all the excess heat, and I have to accept the ruthlessness of life.
Although I can still breathe fresh air every morning and watch the sunset every night, I gradually realize that the longer the time, the faster it will pass.
The outside world has always been in a "lively" state, while my inner world can only stay in a "lively" atmosphere, unhappy.
Although I am more naive than before, I still often doubt Water under the Bridge because of those messy memories.
Why do I take good or bad so seriously? I know only I can answer this question correctly, but I failed myself.
"The authorities are fascinated, and the beholder is clear.
"But I know myself very well, because I've been playing The Fake Life.
The heart is impure, and the sweat on the clothes can't be washed off in clean river water.
I don't know the rules and methods, and I stabbed my soul eager for knowledge with a sharp knife.
The trend of the mood, what kind of catalyst and neutralizer can't be changed at once.
I tried to ease my endless worries by looking up at the sky, and the sparrow-like cry made me fall into the past.
There are no clouds in Wan Li, just like my heart and bone marrow are extremely scarce under the influence of time.
I know very well: once I calculate, I know less.
Not because of incompetence, but because the lubricant of life has been ignored by myself.
Now time waits for no one, and the quiet corner has almost become an active street corner that will interest me. I hate the irregular continuation of history.
This is a song that I went back and forth when I was young. It is endless, not only because of God's intentional arrangement, but also because my life was too helpless at the beginning.
Admit that you can't fly like an eagle, but at least we can dream.
If I were like a fly, I would rather ring the clock of time to alert the leading role and supporting role in every corner.
The world needs quiet thinking too much.
It's a pity that time didn't give me a heavy fate, and my balance will always be on one side.
Fortunately, I am still young, but I can't be proud of it. Without a string of beliefs, I will ruin the "concert" I am about to hold for myself.
I keep reminding myself in my mind: without this kind of running around, isn't it the most important thing to concentrate on reading quietly? Yes, I have to make this choice.
Isn't that forest the green of my hometown? I remember when I was a child, I used to watch the story of "cat fishing" wholeheartedly in its arms. The characters I made up for myself are the fruits of my own personality.
I am not young now, and I can still feel that special feeling in the story of "Returning to Youth".
Boldly decided to leave a sincere and regretless heart for his future. When the sun comes in tomorrow, it will be the moment when the flower of the heart blooms.
A mountain of knowledge buildings rose unconsciously in another flat place. It turns out that you can reap so many rewards by quietly pouring into the quiet green.
The moonlight at night shines lightly on my book eyebrows, as if testing my seriousness.
I smiled and didn't think too much. The old me and everything I have no longer belong to me.
Now I sit quietly in front of the window, holding a book and a pen in my hand, looking at those different words, even crying and understanding.
This is a quiet happiness, a realm that does not need too many gorgeous words to decorate.
The lights went out and the moonlight dispersed.
My thoughts are gone, the candles are gone, and the wind has stopped.
The next morning, I climbed into the house and stepped on me. I woke up in a hurry.
Quiet time is finally here.
Corner corner, I met you again. We really have fate.
There is indeed a transition, and the laughter of life is based on the pain of a knife.
I see, no doubt! The water has been spilled, and sorrow is hard to recover.
Find this quiet corner and the shadow of the rose will be printed in my mind.
In the morning and at night, I still draw another kind of nutrition from nature. In such a quiet corner, I am cultivating myself differently.
The composition 800 on the topic of silence fell in love with silence.
I like to listen to the sound of the wind quietly, with flowers in the distance; A person leans in a small building, listening to the rain, as if there is a quiet whisper telling a quiet and moving story; Looking up at the sky quietly, listening to the occasional sound of one or two birds flying by, watching the clouds roll and relaxing, it is so quiet.
Quiet, sometimes in order to better hear all kinds of voices in the world and feel more dull and quiet.
In the sunset, the white-haired old man walked hand in hand on the slate and walked quietly without saying a word, but people knew that they were very happy.
In the night, my mother brought a cup of hot tea and smiled. I also looked at him quietly. We looked at each other quietly, without words, but at the same time we felt each other's feelings.
Be quiet, sometimes explode in the right place, instead of screaming.
Some people remain silent because they have nothing to say, while others remain silent because they know how to speak at the right time.
The difficulty is coming, not scraping, not panic, but quietness.
Keeping quiet can make us more rational and less impulsive.
Quietly think about the direction of progress and calmly analyze every step in the future.
The depths of the sea are calm, the life of flowers is silent, and the towering mountains are silent.
Many spectacular lives in nature often show people with silence.
Silence, though silent, is the most powerful.
The sun shines quietly on the earth, in the flowers, in the leaves, on the roof and in the running water, everywhere.
He announced his existence in a quiet way, and his existence is indispensable.
Early morning rain and dew, when people get up, have wet every leaf, every flower and every inch of land in the quiet night.
All along, life is quietly growing or aging.
The volcano was brewing in silence, and people didn't hear his voice until the moment it erupted.
In silence, a powerful force lurks.
Living in a bustling city, lacking a quiet mind, people will become impetuous, uneasy and bored after a long time.
Life is less quiet happiness and more noisy complaints.
There is too much noise, and you have no time to care about fleeting happiness.
Perhaps life can be more wonderful in silence.
Happiness doesn't have to be frolicking in groups, sometimes it can be quiet.
Being quiet doesn't mean living a person's life out of society or going its own way.
Quiet is to let the mind wash away the lead and discover every scenery outside the window. Quiet doesn't mean you can't make noise, but you should be quiet at the right time, make noise at the right time, think and understand, find, communicate, laugh and understand in silence, be quiet in noise, not be lonely or empty, and be quiet to save your strength, but to find another different but equally desirable happiness.
Quiet, make life more balanced, let us learn not to be noisy all the time, eliminate the emptiness after noisy, let us not be happy and troubled, live more calmly, and add a little unexpected surprise and subtle happiness to life.
Tongan No.1 Middle School and Senior Two: Su Xiaoxia
An essay on the topic of silence! 800 words! ! Come on! To find the original problem of quietness, we can completely change it to "quietness", which comes from the entrance examination of Sina, with a score of 58. Zhou said: "The world outside the noise is boundless. It is my place, a quiet place.
"When the sea is surging with a smile, when the beach is shining with a pale smile tired of the world, when the waves are singing baby lullabies for the children, I am lying in the soft cradle of He Kanghe, drifting with the wind, pursuing a quiet world.
Find a quiet place; It is valuable for me to rest my soul in peace.
Into the alley, feel the peace, the quiet alley staged many generations of ups and downs of history.
It's quiet in the alley, a modern Wuyi alley, where swallows fly low to find their hometown.
Simplicity is always the theme song of the alley, and ordinary people are always the masters of the alley.
No wonder Ling Ke praised: "Alley is an elegant and quiet prose in urban architectural art, and it is an ancient and diluted picture scroll.
"Quiet alleys and quiet lots contain lofty historical and cultural values.
Walk into the wise, because the home of the wise in the world is a good place for future generations to sit still and study.
Writers of all ages have left a spiritual treasure house for future generations with that vigorous and powerful pen.
I like reading their works. There are roaring cries, empty lofty sentiments, and prosperous and elegant cultural momentum. After the surge, we absorbed infinite strength and felt extremely full and quiet.
Listen to the echo of the soul and simply hope for a stable and slow growth.
In this flowing text, we look for silence, quietly hide in the gap of literature and enjoy it alone.
The spiritual treasure house of the wise is a quiet land, storing priceless and rich spiritual wealth.
I have read the book "We Meet Again in Heaven", which describes a German girl named Isabel, who is only 16 years old. After repeated chemotherapy, she failed to stop her illness from getting worse, but her lung cancer has spread further.
She immediately calmly made the decision of euthanasia and demanded that it be implemented immediately.
She died quietly, quietly, looking for that quiet and dignified death. Where did her courage come from? When she saw the inevitability of death clearly, it seemed that in an instant, she was calm and sang a magnificent movement in her ordinary life. Life is precious, and it is precious to face the reality calmly and bravely go to death.
Liveliness is external, while quietness is essential. It seems that people can't escape from a quiet country after all, find a quiet paradise to die, become dull and calm, and the short life becomes noble, dignified and priceless.
This world is a lively world, where can there be a quiet place? The ancients said, "I want to live for half a day."
"To find the feeling after leisure, or to bathe in the sunshine and listen to the language full of Zen machines? At the moment, it seems to tell me about Shen Congwen's carefree life in Xiangxi; Let's listen to the sound of rain, listen to the sound of rain hitting the leaves and the troubles floating in the wind, slowly dissolve in the rain, and let the chaotic mood be listened to by the drizzle; Let's fly in the poem, let the soft Mount Zion dance from the pages of the poem, put on new clothes for the poem-the magnificence of philosophical thinking and the quiet beauty of the East, and set up a house for the soul to make it full of quiet breath.
I asked my friend, what color should I paint for peace? Don't want to let the noise of the world defile it.
Then paint its face white, as bright and fragrant as anger.
Let brown eyes shine, like the heart of the Seine, full of simplicity and sincerity.
Some people say: "Silence is the best decoration for young people.
"Looking for silence, let the mind get peace, because silence is always the totem of our spiritual pen worship.
Find peace, let the soul get peace, life is noble, dignified and priceless.
I am quiet and introverted. I am an introverted and reserved girl, and I don't like talking very much at ordinary times.
I have big eyes, short nose and round face.
Although I have a big mouth, I have always been bad at words and I don't communicate with my classmates very much.
So, let my classmates think that I am a lonely boy.
Wearing a pair of heavy eyebrows and eyes, some are "bookish."
I haven't communicated with my classmates much since primary school.
I like "being alone" and always feel lonely.
But there are three or four close friends around me, and I just communicate with them more.
In the comments given to me by the teacher every semester, I always write that I am practical and steady, and introversion seems to be my advantage.
But because of introversion, I am not very active in class.
Although sometimes I know the answer to the question in my heart, I have never had the courage to say it.
When the teacher asks me to speak, I always feel nervous for a long time.
Although my teacher criticized me, I have never been able to overcome myself and speak in class since I was a child.
Introversion has also become an obstacle to my study.
Entering junior high school, my introverted personality has not changed.
On the first day, I saw all new faces.
I am introverted and afraid to talk to my classmates.
After class, the students chatted and talked in groups, but I sat quietly on the stool and dared not say a word.
At noon, in the dormitory.
Everyone else is introducing each other and getting to know each other. I am the only one reading quietly.
My classmates mistakenly think that I am aloof and afraid to talk to me, which makes me very upset.
Hey, why am I so introverted? ..... In the eyes of my classmates, I am always so aloof and lofty, and I am not good at communicating with others.
But in the eyes of parents and teachers, I am a "good boy" who will not let them worry.
Introverted personality brings me distress, but also brings me appreciation and praise from others.
But whatever it brings me, I am who I am, and no one can change it.
This is me-an introverted girl.
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Be a quiet self-composition model and be a happy self. Who am I? Do I have to like myself? Yes! A person who doesn't even like himself must be a hater! "God will forgive young people for doing something wrong!" This is a carefree era, why write with sadness? Spend your rainy season happily, and you will have no regrets in your life.
At the age of 3, you need everyone's approval. When you grow up, we learn to stand on our own feet.
As we mature, we begin to care about our own opinions and don't care much about others' opinions.
It's good to be praised, but others don't always praise you.
As we grow older, we learn how to continue living without praise.
This is called growth! Everyone has a dream, dreaming of his own success, but not everyone can succeed.
In this case, is the meaning of dreams limited to "daydreaming"? In fact, without dreams, there is no hope and expectation for the future, and there is no motivation for success.
So I want to say, if you want to succeed, please allow your dreams to go first! The happiest thing in the world is to fight for the ideal. Philosophers tell us that the happiness of "being happy for goodness" comes from morality, and those who strive for ideals will certainly get this happiness, because the essence of ideals contains moral values.
Our ideals, no matter what, belong to the future.
Material is limited to people, so many people will take material as their life creed.
Slowly, I found that although the material has been possessed through personal struggle, the happiness has not increased.
This just woke up, happiness only comes from * * * and people.
You and I should remember that happiness is much more important than material things. Those poor friends who share weal and woe with you must not be abandoned, because only by sharing with them can you really have a happy life.
Remember, be a real person and be a happy person!
I want a quiet place. Maybe I shouldn't have come to this world, this family. This family makes me very tired. I can't accept a noisy family every day. At home, I am my father's little princess. My father never wants to quarrel with me. He never criticizes me when I do something wrong. He always said it was time to be sensible.
Yes, a child of 18 years old. Parents should be worried.
These days, my father hasn't taken a day off. A weak man keeps my father busy. He can't tell the difference between innocent day and night. He accompanied me everywhere for medical treatment all day. Finally, I let him relax for a few days. Unexpectedly, something happened to my grandmother. My hardworking grandmother used to cook, wash clothes and do simple housework for her family at home, which could reduce a lot of burdens at home. But now ... her right arm is broken, and she can't even take care of herself. When I looked at her, I did.
Poor dad is only 42 years old this year, and he has to suffer so much.
I have been ill for three years. My father never laughed. My father is tired. I made him tired. I am a disappointing child. I feel so guilty. If my father had given up treating me at that time, maybe I wouldn't have been here. My father's first tear was for me. How painful I am. I make the person I love the most cry for myself. Feifei Feifei, who was the first person to hug you? Well, think about my home. I'm disappointed and guilty. What am I disappointed in? Disappointed that I don't have a quiet home, what is there to feel guilty about? Guilt I'm sorry for my dad, I never brought him a peaceful life.
I know I failed to live up to my expectations, but I want to recover as soon as possible. I want to undertake something for my family. Besides, I don't want to see my family fall out. I don't want to see the whole family fighting and crying in front of me. Gradually, I found that this home has become a battlefield. I saw my grandmother sitting on the ground crying, my mother crying, my father throwing things, and my grandfather said he would kill her if this continued. I cried with my father in my arms. I don't know when, but I'm afraid of this family. I'm afraid god, I'm not at home, and this scene has happened again. God, if I hadn't cried with my dad, my dad might not have considered my feelings. Dad finally stopped. He wiped his tears and went back to the computer. At this time, I ran into the toilet, secretly cried for a long time, came out of the toilet and called my sister-in-law.
I didn't expect such a scene to happen to my family who will live for 18 years. I am so disappointed.
God, when I left home, I left with tears in my eyes. My heart aches. It really hurts. It's been two days. I haven't slept for two days Whenever I want to sleep, I always think of God's scene. At night, I lie in the quilt and think about God. My tears keep spinning. I'm so tired. I really want to have a quiet and harmonious family. I don't want to get sick. I don't want my grandmother to be like that. I don't want my family to be a battlefield.
Brother Fei said that the greatest filial piety is to reassure parents.
Brother Xing said that the greatest filial piety is to let the family have food and clothing.
And I can only say that the greatest filial piety is to give dad less trouble, let him worry less, and strive to realize his expectations for his children.
Life is not long. Since we are destined to be a family, why can't we live together quietly? I long for a quiet and harmonious family. I don't want the whole family to cry because of any quarrel. I'm still a child. I long for a warm home, a home full of laughter.
Come to my house quietly. Four hundred words in the fourth grade. Quiet. It seems to be Sunday afternoon. I went to a small bookstore to buy a newspaper. I saw a place surrounded by many people. Among them, a pole was erected high, with two little people inserted on it.
I squeezed past and saw that the crowd turned out to be an old woman kneading dough.
There are two the Monkey King on the pole, and grandma is pinching it again.
I saw the colorful oil surfaces in the small drawer arranged in turn. Grandma picked up a stick with her middle finger and forefinger, grabbed a piece of white dough, pressed it on the tip of the stick and trimmed it a little. A lifelike monkey face appeared.
She picked a little white flour and black flour, rubbed them in her hand a few times, and they became the Monkey King's eyes.
Look, this monkey has a big head. Before I admired her, she had made a helmet and put it on her head. Now she is more energetic.
After a pause, grandma tore off two large pieces of red noodles. Strangely, the red face turned into two legs in her hand, with black boots at both ends, a clip on the stick and a tiger waist skirt. They are colorful and beautiful.
Grandma did the same thing again, making a monkey's chest and arms. One monkey put his white hand on his forehead, as if to see if there was a monster in front, and the other hand turned to his back and caught the golden hoop.
Grandma studied for a while, as if thinking of something, and pinched a yellow scarf and tied it around the Monkey King's neck.
At this point, a lifelike the Monkey King was born-born in grandma's rough, generous and dexterous hands.
As soon as the grandmother put the little noodle man on the pole, she saw a lively and lovely little girl running over and shouting, "I want the Monkey King!" " "The father behind her smiled and took out the money to buy and handed it to the little girl.
The little daughter ran away with a smile, and the old woman also smiled.
She began to knead the dough again.
I watched grandma's hand rubbing back and forth, picking up scissors for a while and holding a small stick for a while to squeeze out the little people.
She added fun and happiness to people's lives with her own hands.
The composition related to silence, more than 600 words, is in urgent need of silence. Only when Ma Yuan realized "silence" could he create the realm of "silence is better than sound".
It was the summer vacation when I graduated from primary school. I came to Shaoxing with my father. I don't know what Shaoxing is rich in, but I heard from my classmates that the leaves there are wide and big, and I feel that my family is good, but the kudingcha in front of me.
My impression of it was swept away, and I couldn't help but think of the word "exquisite", which is dense and small, but has a kind of comfort of small jasper, like a cup of fragrant tea washed away by Niagara Falls. The fragrance exudes a surging breath, and I can't help but be attracted by it.
Looking at it, in the transparent glass, the tea leaves are divided into layers, slowly and quietly sinking in the dense jungle ... Looking at it, my mood is concentrated from rambling; Looking at it, it seems that all the noise around me, all the noise in the world is far away from me, and it seems that I am the only one left in this world; Looking at it, everything in my heart is melancholy and gloomy. It was still in the tea.
A cup of tea, a dreamy town in the south of the Yangtze River, seems to be isolated from them forever, as if Niagara Falls were out of place with them.
Seeing this beautiful and quiet water town will make us calm down and appreciate this "quiet" world.
Yes, such a "static world" should be preserved in our life.
On the road of life, there are countless setbacks and bumps, countless twists and turns and thorns that sting our blood, but they seem to awaken our consciousness and warn us that this is life. We may take three steps back, but we will find the true meaning in silence. Although the road is tortuous and the future is bright, we just melt our sharpness into a beautiful glow and train us to taste the fragrant tea in front of the waterfall.
Yes, such a "quiet" world should be favored by people who are in the vanguard of the times. When catching up with fashion, we should leave a pure land in our hearts, learn to seek perfection in breaking, learn to seek loneliness in high decibels, and learn to seek shade in hot and dry weather. Although this realm is difficult to achieve, it is a good medicine to train us to grow up, just like "not listening to things outside the window, but only reading sage books."
A cup of tea, a dreamlike Jiangnan town, seems to be isolated from the noise of the world, and the ups and downs of the world, ups and downs. Regardless of time and space, they always continue to write their own lives. It turns out that their hearts are quiet!
My classmate's composition is 400 words, quiet and clever. My new deskmate has started the new semester. I walked into the gate of Nanhe Middle School.
I am not used to it, but I think this place is strange, but now I am used to this school.
My class is in Class 6, Grade 1. I sit on the right of the third seat in the second group.
My deskmate is called Sun Mengmeng. She 13 years old. She is not very tall. She has small eyes, a round face and fair skin. She has no pigtails.
Every time someone wants to say something about her, she will stare at others with those black eyes, which is scary.
She is wearing a dark green short-sleeved shirt, gray jeans and red sneakers, which is very beautiful.
My deskmate studies very hard. She likes music and studies Chinese, English and other subjects. She is such a girl.
She will do all the tasks assigned by the teacher by herself, and she is very responsible.
For example, she is the leader of our second group, and the teacher told her: "We should not only manage the discipline of this group, but also do a good job in its academic performance.
"She studies hard on her own and requires team members to study hard.
I believe that with her efforts, every student in our second group will become a good example for other groups to learn.
Like me every day, she asks everyone to be quiet (I am the temporary monitor) and manage the discipline of our group.
Most students can obey, but some boys are unwilling to obey.
Why? It is because these people are not convinced of this female group leader and won't let them talk.
I will help her in this regard. It is also my duty as a monitor to manage class discipline and study.
My deskmate Sun Mengmeng and I have common interests. In a short time, we became good friends. I hope we can help each other and make progress together in our future study and life.
Quiet, I want to say to you who is quiet, I have mixed feelings after reading your experience.
You are just a little girl who can't see anything! I am too young to see the best scene in the world.
Do you know how many people were silently clapping for you when you caught that butterfly? Do you know how many people were stunned by the miracle you created when butterflies were flying in your hands? You know, when the butterfly flies out of your palm, you get a pair of eyes to see the world. Be quiet and feel the beauty of the world with your heart. Although some people have a pair of eyes, they cannot feel the beauty of the world.
For you in the dark, you gently hold the butterfly in your hand, and the butterfly flies in your hand, leaving the most precious trace in your life.
Quiet, bright world, you can feel, remember, the butterfly in your life will always accompany you! I am in the sixth grade, I should write well, but it is estimated that there are no 400 words, and the rest will be supplemented by the landlord. I have no time to write so much.
I hope to adopt it as the best answer, thank you!
Please indicate the source? I am quiet and introverted.
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