What makes life wonderful?

There are three model essays in this article, I hope you like them.

Life is wonderful because of blue. A dazzling blue soaked my eyes in water, refreshing and lively. I appreciate the translucent blue, the sky is high and the clouds are light, which makes people feel broad-minded.

The days in autumn are different from other seasons, especially high, far and clear. Freehand brushwork, blue is smeared on the canvas at will, and the faint blue water stain overflows the white cloth, even and deep or shallow, as quiet as Lake Baikal, as light as frost flowers on jade, as soft as rising water mist.

When you are burdened and tired, look up at the clear blue sky, everything will be relieved, and all unpleasant fires will be extinguished in the vast blue. The great momentum grows in my mind, the quiet breath spreads in the air, and the light blue oxygen molecules fill my life. I shed my old shell and danced in my new life.

Many people like the mystery of blue and dark blue, the profundity of blue and black, the freshness of light blue and the dignity of blue and purple. Blue gives a clean feeling.

The blue school uniforms of Japanese students are as solemn and heroic as their nation. The national flags of the United States and Britain with blue as the background also exude vicissitudes and solemnity. The navy's blue military uniform stands in the sea breeze and blends perfectly with the sea. Including our school uniforms, many of them are light blue.

There is no denying that this is a world dominated by blue, not to mention the sea and blue sky, and even advertising slogans are willing to choose blue as the main theme. Blue should be advocated by Taoism, right? Far-reaching and bright, pure and agile, it is also a symbol of nature. Looking at the blue, it looks refreshing and cool, letting go of the disturbing thoughts, and the ancient and unrestrained peace.

Life is indispensable to blue, and life is wonderful because of blue.

Life is wonderful because of sharing. "Give someone a rose, and the hand has a lingering fragrance." Sharing is a breeze, just sharing things with others. But sharing will make people feel like a spring breeze. And that incident gave me a deeper understanding of sharing. ...

On campus and in class, in order to reward our efforts for two weeks, the teacher gave each group a delicious and sweet cake. But because our name is the third, the size of the cake still makes everyone a little disappointed. Such a small piece of cake was given to so many people, and everyone wanted more things, so a "war" inevitably happened.

In the crowd, there was the sound of knocking on the table, and the spit was flying wildly in the air. Everyone was flushed and the veins stood out. Some people still insist, and some people walk out of the crowd with tears in their eyes. ...

Half a minute, one minute, one and a half minutes, time is passing, but this "war" is still deadlocked. "Why don't we give you a little less and continue to give you the rest?" Suddenly, this crisp and beautiful voice came from the noisy noise. The others were stunned and didn't know what to say. Only these two people smiled slightly and looked at everyone. Stride to the front of the cake, cut off two small cakes, put them on their two plates, and left.

Their behavior is like a pot of water, which douses the anger of war; Like a spring breeze, it erased everyone's anxiety, and like a ray of sunshine, it melted everyone's frozen hearts.

At this time, everyone's noise stopped and more and more people joined them. The cake was distributed to everyone piece by piece. The hatred on everyone's face disappeared, and the spring breeze filled everyone's face. I also picked up a piece of cake handed to me by my deskmate and savored these two sweet flavors. ...

Life is wonderful because of sharing. It is like a bridge, connecting everyone's heart, like a cotton-padded jacket, making everyone feel warm. Life is wonderful because of sharing.

Life is wonderful because of friendship. In my infinite memory, there are many things, some make me sad, some make me happy, some make me regret ... Among these things, there is one thing that has always made me unforgettable, because they really understand what friendship is.

It was a day of summer vacation. The weather is hot, the sun is like fire, the sun is roasting the earth, cicadas are singing in the branches, and passers-by are very rare. On this day, my friends and I held a climbing competition, and the goal was the top of the Purple Mountain.

Everyone was rubbing their hands, only to hear the "start" command, and we immediately ran to the mountain at the speed of an arrow. Everyone is chasing me, and you won't let me let you. Because it's a long-distance race, everyone's speed is even. Gradually, we are all flushed with fatigue, but we still don't give in to each other and work hard for the championship.

I was the second. I sprint with all my strength, trying to surpass the first, who knows that disaster is coming.

Bang, I tripped over a black stone. Suddenly, my leg was bleeding. Yang Chao (my friend), who came at the first time, heard it and immediately rushed over, took out the paper towel in the bag and carefully wiped the wound for me. "Are you all right?" He asked anxiously. "I'm fine," I said, slowly getting up from the ground and moving my feet slowly. My clothes were wet with sweat.

I have a strong will to stand up again and take two steps forward, but my foot tilted and I fell down again. My friends rushed over at once to help me wipe the wound and said, "We'll carry you. Don't be embarrassed. This is what we should do." Along the way, none of them complained about being tired, and they took turns carrying my back, and my sight gradually blurred.

Finally, we reached the top of the mountain, the sun gradually rose, and the warm sunshine in the morning suddenly made us forget everything.

Everything, the sun seems to give us a thumbs-up sign, and we look at each other and nod.

On that day, I learned more about friendship, which made my life more exciting!

The above is my model essay, thank you for reading!