Wonderful prose

A person has to walk a lot in his life. However, I think there are two kinds of roads, detours and straight roads. Under normal circumstances, many people will take the open and straight road, completely ignoring the existence of the "curved" road. Mr. Lu Xun once said: "There is no road in the world. If there are more people walking, there will be a way. " In fact, sometimes why don't we choose the "curved" road?

Einstein, a famous scientist, was interested in everything when he was a child. He always wanted to try something he didn't know, and was also considered as "ADHD" by the teacher. Once, he saw a hornet's nest near the fence in the garden. He was surprised, so he poked it with a stick to find out. As a result, his face was stung and swollen by bees. He is still unwilling to find out the structure of the hive. It is this spirit of "detouring" that makes him a world-famous scientist.

If you think that case is too far away, let's take a look at the story of Phelps, who won eight gold medals at the Beijing Olympic Games. Phelps was identified as "binaural obesity" from an early age. He has big ears, long upper limbs and short lower limbs. People think that he will be troubled by illness and be laughed at all his life. However, he chose an unexpected "winding" road and learned to swim with his two sisters. Discovered by the coach, he was called "a once-in-a-century swimming wizard". It is precisely because of this detour that he has created his current glory of "eight gold medals in the Olympic Games".

Taking a detour doesn't mean making mistakes. When you are puzzling over some problems, do you want to change your mind? Similarly, when you find that the road cannot reach your destination, you can also try to take a "curved" road. When you start a new road, you may find more.

Chapter 2: There is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.

Whether it's windy in the whole city or the paper windows are soaked, whether it's raining in Mao Mao.

Walking in the foggy street, stepping on the wet road, embracing the rain and kissing a quiet heart.

We live in the hustle and bustle, looking for a spiritual outlet under the care of thousands of expectations. Home and school can constitute our whole life, but we still need a spiritual habitat. Locked in a cage of reinforced concrete all day, we really need a quiet peace when we are physically and mentally exhausted in the mechanical life.

I like to sit alone by the clear pool on a rainy night, watching the rain break the reflection of the lamp in the water, ripple and gradually spread out, conveying an eternal call, which is a call from the bottom of my heart. I like to walk in the alley with light rain, with a little splash on my toes, savoring the joy of leisurely dancing and landing of raindrops, welcoming the blessings of rain with my face, and feeling the coolness that spreads all over my body and even penetrates my heart.

I also like to lean against the small building alone, listen to the wonderful rhythm of raindrops and taste the infinite eternity of life. In "Cool in the Sunset, and Open My Window to Lie on your back", we reject the heroic spirit of "the wind shakes the clouds and turns into angry waves, and raindrops fly in the air and shoot hard".

Rain star follows the guest, which makes my heart lose its previous irritability and anxiety under its guidance, and is full of hope and self-confidence.

Under the pressure of unlimited expansion of the school, I found a sky to put down and a clear spring to suddenly realize.

It's still raining outside the window.

Rain, still floating.

Wind, keep singing.

Immerse your heart in the rain, and you will find that the dull life is full of vitality, while the gloomy life is full of beauty.

Perched in this oblique wind and drizzle, washed away the bitterness of tears and shook off the melancholy in my heart. There is not a trace of rain in the sky, but there is a breath of clean heart.

I came home late in this oblique wind and drizzle.

Chapter 3: The door is actually open.

Seventeen, is it the flower season? Is it rainy season now? The gate of youth is just ahead!

confused

It's me in the middle of the night, wrapped in deep autumn, and I can't find my way. Entering the third grade, my grades are not as good as before. I always lick the wound carefully and comfort myself that it was just an accident. There were many accidents this time, and I gradually broke through my inner bottom line. I began to doubt, to escape, and to hide myself in dreams. In front of me is a heavy door of youth, like a black curtain, which covers me in the endless night. My light, where are you? How can I feel your breath? Knock on the door of youth!

wake up

On summer nights, the sound of frogs chirping in my ear makes it difficult for me to sleep. When I got dressed, I found a shining elf by the door. Ah, it's fireflies! I looked at this little guy carefully and found that he was flapping his wings and wanted to fly out of the door. I smiled. This door is closed, so why did you fly out? I waited for the little creature to get tired of flying and give up hope, but at that moment, I was shocked. A golden figure passed through the crack of the door and then crossed a brilliant arc in the night sky. A weak firefly can cross the obstacle. Why can't I? I have never worked hard. How can I cross the gate of youth?

knock

Yes, I can't hide anymore. Pick up the fragments of dreams and throw them at yesterday. The door is actually open, but the process of discovery is deadlocked. I raise the sail of hope and sail in the long river of knowledge. Qian Fan Sai, all the ships are moving at full speed, and I am moving towards my golden coordinates. "There are thousands of difficulties and dangers, and only when the wild sand is blown out can you get gold." When I suddenly look back with impressive achievements, I find that the door of youth is behind me, and I am bathed in love and hope.

Friend, don't hesitate, the door of youth is actually open. Get out of the shackles of the soul and knock with passion, and your life will dance lightly!

Chapter Four: Memory

Walking alone on the path in the bright moonlight. Loneliness arises spontaneously. I think about it all the time and recall your warm memory like a smile.

In order to study, I left my relatives, my hometown, my dearest friend and far away.

Once hand in hand, walking in front of the sun, you said: friends walk together all their lives. We laughed brightly in front, and the sun spilled all over the floor behind us.

Once back to back, I received a greeting from the sky with both hands, telling each other whether I would forget that there would be no loneliness in the future. Will the future ideals be realized and practiced together?

The white wall blackboard remains the same, but things are different. Memories don't, blowing in the wind.

Silence has thinned several times, and the warbler is tired and worried about butterflies. The most important thing is to make people hate. Now that we are separated, it's hard to remember.

I still remember our story, we used to.

I used to hold Chinese books and compete with each other for emotional richness; In the debate, brother Chang met; In the essay competition, I tried to compete for literary talent; As soon as he played, he was cool and heroic. As clear as yesterday.

Finally, we are about to leave, and we are about to graduate. Your "childhood, pipa hand caressing, memories of the end of the world" or his "crossing the sea, being a hero now, making waves and washing sand, and seeing a handsome man's romantic life". Everything is buried deep in memory, and then sinks with time, silent in my heart.

Memory is the rut of time, and the road of life in the park is hard to disappear.

Memory is a flying goose in the sky. It flies and stays.

Memory is a bamboo shoot, which grows when it sees the wind, leaving traces of its growth on the earth for everyone to see clearly.

Memory is a kite, ups and downs with the wind, drawing a perfect arc, unforgettable.

Flowers bloom and fall, leaves fall without trace. When it is opened, it is beautiful enough to make people linger!

Chapter 5: Going to Jiangnan in Autumn

Autumn in Jiangnan is very short. This is the transition between summer and winter. It always comes and goes quietly, as if unwilling to be noticed.

When the dense trees take off their summer clothes; The first drop of rain fell that day; When the last cicada put away the violin; When the first red lantern hangs on the apple tree; When people put on their coats, autumn comes quietly.

The bleak autumn wind and continuous rain are symbols of autumn in the south of the Yangtze River. Autumn wind urges people to put on sweaters. It shuttles through the streets, rolls up the falling yellow leaves, and writes letters to the winter trees, one by one. Autumn rain is also mixed. Compared with spring rain, autumn rain is colder. There is no excitement of spring rain, and there is no dripping of summer rain. Autumn rain seems to be God's tears, drop by drop, clearly counted, slow and long. The autumn rain in the south of the Yangtze River makes people feel indescribable sadness, and drops strike people's hearts.

Autumn in Jiangnan is cold and quiet. In this season, people's mood is difficult to fluctuate. The whole south of the Yangtze River is shrouded in an irresistible calm. This calmness seems to be able to dig out all the sad bits and pieces in people's memory. Looking at the continuous rain, loneliness arises spontaneously. It is inevitable that people will be annoyed, reflect on whether they have gained anything in the year that is about to pass away, and plan a new year well. Autumn in the south of the Yangtze River makes people see themselves clearly.

It's windy and rainy in the street. People are walking in a hurry with umbrellas. Almost half of the big leaves have fallen off, and their figures are reflected in the small puddles at the bottom of the soil, which is somewhat depressing. The flowers in the downtown park have withered and the grass has turned yellow. They seem to have begun to brew how to spend the winter and give birth to new life. Autumn should be the harvest season, but the fruits and rice waves in the garden are thin in this rustling autumn rain.

It's so cold in autumn in Jiangnan.

Chapter 6: Success comes from diligence.

We all envy the extraordinary inventions of great men and the outstanding writing style of writers, but think about it carefully, which one of them is not a model of diligent study? As the saying goes, no pains, no gains. Therefore, all successful people are diligent, and diligence is a necessary condition for success.

Sun Jing studied hard in the Han Dynasty. In order to prevent himself from falling asleep, he tied a rope to his head and hung the other end on the roof beam to keep himself awake, and finally became a contemporary scholar. In order not to feel sleepy when studying, Su Qin poked his thigh with an awl. In the end, he understood everything, hung up the seal of the great prime minister, and presided over the plan of uniting against Qin.

When Beethoven, a famous musician, learned the piano as a child, his concentration was amazing and his fingers were burning on the keyboard. In order to play for a long time, he put a pot of cold water next to the piano, soaked his fingers in water to cool down before playing. The water splashed on the floor, and all of it leaked into the landlord's room downstairs through the cracks in the board. His landlady often makes a hullabaloo about his unconsciousness.

Diligence is the only way to success. If you try to find a better path because you are afraid of suffering, the result can only be time-consuming and laborious, and even the cleverest person can't succeed in school.

During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Jiang Yan devoted himself to learning when he was young, and his poems were beautiful and delicate, such as Han Fu and Bie Fu. I lived a comfortable life in my later years. I stopped working hard and couldn't write any good articles. People call it "Jiang Lang exhausted". How can you write a good article without diligence and lack of means of subsistence?

It can be seen that diligence is the most important thing in our life and the golden key to success. Is there any reason why we should not study hard and lay a good foundation for our success? composition

Chapter 7: Fashion around us

In this fiercely competitive society, everyone wants to keep up with the society and will pursue the hottest thing in this society, that is fashion. Let me tell you something about the fashions around us!

This is my classmate behind me. He had a fluffy perm and waxed it to make it look shiny. His hairstyle is reminiscent of a chicken coop. When he has something to do, he will touch his hairstyle and say "this is fashion"!

This is the most active classmate in our class. He often hides in the toilet after class, takes out a cigarette point and says it's called "fashion".

This is the coolest guy in our class. He always wears famous brands, but he likes to wear a pair of slippers in class. His handsome appearance was ruined by this pair of humble slippers, and he proudly said it was "fashion" every day.

Are these fashions? Looking up the dictionary, the above explanation of "fashion" is: fashion at that time, a temporary habit. From this perspective, fashion should be something that people admire in a certain period of time. But is it fashionable to cut strange hair, smoke and wear slippers? Is this what people admire?

This is the quietest classmate in our class. She studies very hard, rarely leaves the classroom after class, immersed in the journey of knowledge and unwilling to relax for a moment. She represents a fashion-the courage to pursue.

The classmate who loves painting in our class is very careful when he paints, and when a painting is not finished. He kept brushing. I don't want to give up even when it's time for dinner. Each of his paintings is very realistic. He represents a fashion-study hard.

These are real fashions. Fashion is to create beautiful material and spiritual wealth for people, which makes more and more people envy, yearn for and pursue this behavior. If you misunderstand, the more you pursue fashion, the more depraved you will be. If it is correct, it will lead us to a better and better life.

Chapter 8: Random Thoughts in Autumn

Looking at the colorful leaves outside the window, I was a little absent-minded, shuddered and fell into deeper memories.

"Autumn is coming, let's go out for a walk." My mother suddenly appeared at the door and pulled me out of the dusty past a few years ago. I nodded, put on my clothes and walked out of the house with her.

As soon as I stepped out of the steps, a cool and fragrant wind came to my face. Under the blue sky, rows of trees stood silently in the drizzle. Their leaves scattered in silence turned into a sad silhouette with a little quiet beauty.

My mother and I stayed. In my eyes, autumn is always sad. In fact, in my memory, it has always been like this and has never changed.

Stepping on an asphalt road covered with fallen leaves, two rows of silent buttonwood trees extend to the horizon, and their leaves have long since fallen out. The bare plane tree shivered in the cold wind at the end of October, like a lonely watchman.

The thin crape myrtle tree next to it has borne fruit, and the ground is full of colorful fallen flowers, which is a shallow layer of purple.

The thin branches cried and trembled with the rain in the cold wind at the end of October. The cold rain swam along its yellow leaves and slipped silently, suddenly like tears.

Flowers! Why are you crying? Why are you sad?

For the past youth, for the coming of autumn, I listened to it.

If so, the bald phoenix tree also shed tears.

I sighed. I have never deliberately experienced the taste of autumn, because it is a sad smell, and I am afraid that I will grow old overnight.

"What are you thinking?" My mother's voice pulled me back from my memory.