"Jing Ke, please wait a moment." The prince said: This handful of hometown soil represents your heart, where?
A sword represents your people, and you will always be a warrior of our country. Please. "
The wind blows in Shui Han, and a strong man will never return to the west.
Blood dyed the sword red, and Jing Ke's blood dyed the prince's sword red and opened the front.
This is the change of the country and the change of the sword.
A spit is half a prosperous Tang dynasty. Li Taibai's lofty aspirations and lofty sentiments are all in his poems and in his country.
The representative of Tang poetry is Li Bai, and Li Bai is the representative of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, full of momentum.
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. This sentence came from Du Fu's heart, and how much ambition he could achieve in the late Tang Dynasty. Alas, in the end, he gave birth to his son early, shook his hut in the autumn wind and fell down at once.
This is the change of the country and the change of poetry.
West wind shutter, she is thinner than yellow flowers. She has been wandering all her life. She was originally a loving couple, and her husband died in battle. She can only sing the words "frown, but take it to heart"
Lying in the dead of night, listening to the wind and rain, Tiema Glacier dreamed of a land trip, dedicated to the country, and wanted to fight and kill the enemy when he was old. What a fearless gentleman, it's a pity that he can only dream.
This is a change of country and sentiment.
In the process of change, the search for swords, poems and feelings for our country are still changing.
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Blood-stained armor I shed tears to kill the enemy, the city was full of chrysanthemums, the palace was dusty, and life and death were scarred.
"Jing Ke, please wait a moment." The prince said: This handful of hometown soil represents your heart, where?
A sword represents your people, and you will always be a warrior of our country. Please. "
The wind blows in Shui Han, and a strong man will never return to the west.
Blood dyed the sword red, and Jing Ke's blood dyed the prince's sword red and opened the front.
This is the change of the country and the change of the sword.
A spit is half a prosperous Tang dynasty. Li Taibai's lofty aspirations and lofty sentiments are all in his poems and in his country.
The representative of Tang poetry is Li Bai, and Li Bai is the representative of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, full of momentum.
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. This sentence came from Du Fu's heart, and how much ambition he could achieve in the late Tang Dynasty. Alas, in the end, he gave birth to his son early, shook his hut in the autumn wind and fell down at once.
This is the change of the country and the change of poetry.
West wind shutter, she is thinner than yellow flowers. She has been wandering all her life. She was originally a loving couple, and her husband died in battle. She can only sing the words "frown, but take it to heart"
Lying in the dead of night, listening to the wind and rain, Tiema Glacier dreamed of a land trip, dedicated to the country, and wanted to fight and kill the enemy when he was old. What a fearless gentleman, it's a pity that he can only dream.
This is a change of country and sentiment. In the process of change, the search for swords, poems and feelings for our country are still changing.
It was gray this morning, and I saw a persimmon tree on my way to the North District. It's winter now, and the leaves of this persimmon tree have turned golden yellow.
Color, leaves fall when the wind blows. I remember in spring, it was so vigorous, its branches were covered with emerald leaves, and it looked full of vitality.
Many children play under it, but now it is as old as an old man walking around it. I think trees and people have many similarities.
Fang, they are both young and senile, and it takes only a blink of an eye to get from youth to senile. Time flies. I feel it deeply.
We should cherish time.
Looking back, I didn't cherish my time. For example, I didn't finish my homework because I watched TV. This kind of thing happens all the time. I was very backward.
I regret it, so I told myself that I should take the time to finish my homework seriously and do something meaningful every minute.
Thought of here, my mood has become very good, and studying in the North District is much easier. I used to look around when I was doing my homework, but I was always inattentive.
Today, I concentrated on my homework and didn't wander off. On this day, besides studying, I also read extracurricular books about history. Today is better than before.
More substantial. I am very grateful to that persimmon tree, because it gave me valuable inspiration-cherish time.
Cherish time 1
Lu Ji said in "Short Songs": "What is the geometry of life? Die like a sunrise. Without weight, China is not in the sun. " Life is just a few autumn, and it is also a flick of a finger. No matter what you do, cherish time. Don't sigh that life is short and let time pass by you in vain.
Zhuangzi said: "If there is a gap between heaven and earth in life, it is sudden." The first kind of people just think that a short life, if you don't eat, drink and be merry in time, isn't it a waste? They hold the attitude of "there is wine today, we will be drunk tomorrow, and I will sing and laugh like a dream" and spend all their time playing, like parasites. The second kind of people know that "it is difficult to wake up in the morning before the prime of life", so they feel the pain of "time waits for no one" and immerse themselves in work and study all day, so that every minute of their lives can be enriched and shine, which also reflects Edison's words: "Life is short, there are too many things to do, and I have to race against time."
Of course, time will only give these two different results: first, doing nothing all day, leaving only endless regrets; Secondly, efforts have brought fruitful results. With their diligence and wisdom, they have made great contributions to the country, and the society has affirmed their life value, and they are proud of it.
At this point, who can say that time is not a great wealth? Cherishing time will make you the master of time; Cherishing time will enrich your life.
Zhu Ziqing once said in the article "Hurry": "When washing your hands, the days pass from the basin; When eating, the days pass from the rice bowl. When you think it has left in a hurry, when you reach out to cover it, it passes through the blocked fingers again. When it is dark, when you lie in bed, it will jump over you and fly away from your feet. "
Mr. Lu Xun once said: "Saving time means making your life more effective, that is, prolonging your life."
3. The story of youth in time is a song composed by us, and a series of clever notes accompany us along the way.
When we were born, you came into our life. You left gently, just like you came gently, but you didn't come without a trace. You have brought thousands of changes to our lives. This is your quiet strength. Sometimes we ask you if you really left. Decades of life, a snap of your fingers.
We used to smile all the time, and we were full of happiness around us. In spring, we roll on the grass and fly kites.
In summer, we go boating in the blue lake. In autumn, we go to the Woods to pick beautiful leaves as specimens.
We went to see Chimonanthus praecox in winter to understand its quality. At that time, we were carefree and had a good time.
Now, we are more mature, less naive, more cautious, less reckless, more diligent and less lazy. When all the lights are out, we still study hard under the lights.
Until late at night, we dragged our tired bodies in bed and quietly thought about tomorrow. We are no longer confused and decadent. Only then did we know that young people are eager to learn, but old people are hard to succeed, and one inch of time is an inch of light.
We don't want to regret it until we say, "If we don't work hard, we will be sad." This time, we are also happy.
Try harder. Soong Ching Ling said, "China is a sleeping lion, but it won't sleep forever. One day, its roar will shock the world. "
Now, her words have been verified. China was backward in the past, and it was common to be bullied by foreign countries.
In the past, China was closed to the outside world and didn't know how to cooperate with other countries. Now, China, the sleeping lion, has woken up and become an international country with advanced technology, prosperous economy, enhanced comprehensive national strength and enhanced international status.
What changed it? It is time! Every bit of our life is your trace and your story, which proves that you didn't leave gently or quietly. You have been with us all the time, but your whereabouts are so fast that we ignored you. Look carefully and think about it. Isn't our life full of your stories? .
4. The Story of Time Writing the Story of Time
The floating clouds on the horizon, floating on the clouds at lightning speed, try to attract the attention of every flower and grass with their dazzling light-the yearning for childhood.
When I was a child, I always liked to hold a sweet lollipop in my left hand, pull up a corner of my skirt in my right hand, sway my body in the envious and yearning eyes of my friends, and listen to the ecstatic voices of my friends. However, a little sister next door proudly took out her beautiful bow from the closet, so she was surrounded by admiration and I heard her crying. I can only go home alone with the doll in my arms, muttering in her ear: "Only you know me best, I am the most beautiful and beautiful princess …" In this way, I spent my childhood troubles in narcissism and self-comfort.
The wind and clouds have gone, the wipers have withered, and clouds, thunder, the moon, stars and the majestic sky are all spreading their grand plans in my persistent and persistent handprints-my childhood dreams.
When I was a teenager, I always appreciated my personality and mood. In my clenched hand, I wrote a mixture of sweat and tears. The tiger's mouth firmly grasped the pen that had been stripped of paint, as if carrying the soul of the nation. The grandeur and fighting spirit in the brow added a great integrity to Pangu's creation. However, the struggle always exists! I am desperately competing to surpass all my opponents, but I obviously feel tired and smell shortness of breath and inadequacy. Hearing the criticism and ridicule of others, I suddenly felt powerless, as if I lost my steady pace, light body and wonderful blood flow for an instant and fell into a bottomless hesitation. I was looking for myself, but when I landed, I saw my heart clearly. I will redouble my efforts and pay. When the wings fall off, pick up the scattered feathers again, lift the dancing face and smile at the successful flowers and applause. So, I think, when I was a teenager, I used self-encouragement to relieve my troubles.
The colorful autumn of the British people is as gorgeous as the gloomy red clouds, which proves that my Buddha smiles clearly. Find a piece of bluestone and watch the vicissitudes of life ... wandering as an adult. As an adult, the more tired the heart is, the more eager it is to be moist and soft. To be precise, this is my youth. Right hand holding left hand, lingering in my heart, my heart just wants to be imprisoned in this wanton yearning forever. However, there is no eternal commitment. The sky is full of green glaze, so let it be, but also learn to leave each other and go their separate ways. When I turned around, I smiled naturally and sincerely. Gradually, in my youth, I turned around and turned around a few times, writing out my troubles and putting them aside.
Put on a pot of wine, drink, shake your head and face the day.
5. 800 papers with the theme of time story. The past time is long gone.
Remember? That year? A boy gently picked you up with his strong arms and kissed your forehead deeply. A girl lay in the hospital bed in front of him, leaving tears of joy.
Your appearance completely broke their quiet little days. From then on, they began to grow up.
You made them grow up. Every day, their happiest thing is to learn you an interesting bedtime story, a nursery rhyme that suits you. Then teach you, make you laugh, think about your future and love, it won't last long.
The most beautiful love is because of you, even if the throb of that year is gone, they will get closer, because caring for Ge Jing is family and responsibility. Year after year, you have learned the two most beautiful terms in the world: father and mother.
That year, you just learned to crawl. They recorded it excitedly with their cameras.
That year, you learned to walk and even run happily, thinking that you no longer need their arms. That year, they walked into the park again, holding it tightly in their hands. Xiao you, remember he asked you, what do you want to be when you grow up? Astronaut? Scientists? Go to Tsinghua? Go to Peking University? Then I held you in my arms with a smile and said something like this. You must be promising when you grow up.
Really, one day, did you say you would go to school by yourself? Does it mean that one day, you will sleep by yourself? Did you ever tell her to stop nagging? Did you say one day that you wanted the same thing as that child? Did you tell him one day that my business is none of your business? Is it true that one day, you never do your homework? Is it true that one day, you think they think too much about Tsinghua Peking University? Do you think you will be an adult one day? Did you have a big fight with them one day? Did you find out who you like one day? Was it that day that you made a group of friends you thought were lifelong friends? Really, one day, when they prepared a birthday menu for you, did you say you would spend it with your classmates? Have you ever hated them and even wanted to leave this house one day? Is it true that one day, you said that the school was in class and you went to the Internet cafe? Did you find yourself in love with the Internet one day? Still saving money to go to the internet cafe? Flush the equipment? Did you learn to smoke and drink one day? It's not because I'm good, but because I'm bravado for a while and I can't let it go anymore. Is it that one day, you drank too much outside and rummaged through your mobile phone, but there was no number to dial? Is it true that one day, you want to find a job outside, but you find life so painful and meaningful? Do they provide delicious food when you are hungry? Did they tuck you in when you were cold? Do they wipe away your tears when you cry? Did they show you the way when you were confused? Do they laugh when you are happy? Did they accompany you to the hospital when you were sick? Did they ignite your hope when you were desperate? When you grow up, do you feel warm when they hug you? They are, they are, they are, you are, and you are? But when you look back, time, streamer, backlight, those once forever have become forever.
And that group of people, those heartless silly children who grew up with you ~ the partners who walked side by side, all parted after toasting and blessing.
6. Story composition in time What was forgotten in memory in junior high school gradually settled down and became a quiet and beautiful pattern in our hearts. However, when something really touches those memories, they will fly away like dust, and then the warm picture will come back to my eyes. There will be waves of sadness about passing away in our hearts, which will last for a long time.
When I read the article "Time flies like water", I really remembered my primary school days. Although the author's experience is different from mine, her article is the feeling caused by returning to the high school campus, but the feeling of missing her alma mater, her old teachers and classmates and her school time there is the same.
I seem to hear the laughter of my old classmates again. I close my eyes and imagine myself sitting in that familiar classroom, surrounded by you, him, her and them. I hear you calling my name, a distant voice, and there is a vague tremor in my memory. I heard the sound of his basketball landing, and I think I can hear the sound of his running footsteps dripping with sweat. I heard her laugh, and the silvery sound got into my ears. I heard them doing their homework quietly, and the sound of rustling spread in the air like still notes. I heard her talking on the podium about the math problem that made most people sleepy. I heard him strike the table when he was angry. I heard the wind whistling through the treetops. I heard the music of eye exercises playing on the old school radio. ……
I heard you. How can I see you again? Sadness spread quietly, and I remembered the days when I was with you.
Sometimes it takes a long time to conceive a sentence, and then I look at the words I spent a lot of time writing, and I am satisfied and ecstatic. Sometimes we spend little time thinking about the past, and then we recall the past time with sadness.
If time is really like water, then please flow slowly and then slowly. If time can go back, I hope to go back to the day we met. The story of time begins again. In the story, there are moments when we are lost.
I learned this sentence in my second grade. At that time, I felt that my grades were very good, so whenever the teachers in all subjects called for class to be over, I would be the first to rush out of the classroom. Over time, I formed the bad habit of loosening first and then tightening. Every Saturday and Sunday, I always play in front and put my homework aside. I was not happy when my mother asked me to do it, so I didn't start doing my homework until Sunday night, and my grades began to decline. Let me get rid of this bad habit, after a comprehensive Chinese exam ... that day, the paper was sent out and I took a look. I'm not snickering. Can such a simple and easy exam beat me? I put the test paper aside, took out a book and drew my cartoon on it. Whenever Mr. Lin comes over, I am always busy putting down cartoons, covering the upper part of the test paper with my hand and pretending to be thinking with my pen. After teacher Lin left, I began to draw again. In this way, I didn't really start writing until teacher Lin said that the time was over half. I know very well that time is running out, so I hurried to do it. But no matter how fast my horse runs, it is too late. The handwriting is so fast that even I don't know what I wrote! But time waits for no one! "liquidation!" When teacher Lin gave the order, the whole class was in chaos. I lifted the paper to have a look, added a few words in a hurry, lifted it again, and watched myself make a "masterpiece" in only half a class. I'm so sorry, I thought it was over. The examination papers were distributed the next morning. At first sight, a bright red "7 1" pierced my eyes and shocked my heart. When Mr. Lin was commenting on the test paper, I couldn't wait to find out the loopholes.
2. Smart people cherish time, while stupid people waste time. Mr. Lu Xun, our great revolutionary and writer, is a typical example. One day, Lu Xun went to the barber shop for a haircut. The barber knows Lu Xun. When he cut Lu Xun's hair, he cut it beautifully, and of course it took more time. At that time, a haircut cost one yuan. When paying, Lu Xun only paid fifty cents. The barber is confused. Lu Xun's reason is that he wasted time. This shows that Lu Xun is a person who cherishes time. On the other hand, look at myself. I'm really ashamed. I don't do my homework right away when I come home from school every day. Instead, eat snacks before playing, and then do your homework slowly. I do my homework around 9 o'clock every day. When I got home on Friday, I simply stopped doing my homework and watched TV wholeheartedly. From this, I don't know how much time was wasted! From now on, I really should cherish my time.
8. Ask for 800 words in the composition entitled "The Story of Time". I killed it with tears. The world is full of chrysanthemums, the palace is full of dust, and life and death are a scar.
"Jing Ke, please wait a moment." The prince said: This handful of hometown soil represents your heart, where?
A sword represents your people, and you will always be a warrior of our country. Please. "
The wind blows in Shui Han, and a strong man will never return to the west.
Blood dyed the sword red, and Jing Ke's blood dyed the prince's sword red and opened the front.
This is the change of the country and the change of the sword.
A spit is half a prosperous Tang dynasty. Li Taibai's lofty aspirations and lofty sentiments are all in his poems and in his country.
The representative of Tang poetry is Li Bai, and Li Bai is the representative of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, full of momentum.
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. This sentence came from Du Fu's heart, and how much ambition he could achieve in the late Tang Dynasty. Alas, in the end, he gave birth to his son early, shook his hut in the autumn wind and fell down at once.
This is the change of the country and the change of poetry.
West wind shutter, she is thinner than yellow flowers. She has been wandering all her life. She was originally a loving couple, and her husband died in battle. She can only sing the words "frown, but take it to heart"
Lying in the dead of night, listening to the wind and rain, Tiema Glacier dreamed of a land trip, dedicated to the country, and wanted to fight and kill the enemy when he was old. What a fearless gentleman, it's a pity that he can only dream.
This is a change of country and sentiment.
In the process of change, the search for swords, poems and feelings for our country are still changing.
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Blood-stained armor I shed tears to kill the enemy, the city was full of chrysanthemums, the palace was dusty, and life and death were scarred.
"Jing Ke, please wait a moment." The prince said: This handful of hometown soil represents your heart, where?
A sword represents your people, and you will always be a warrior of our country. Please. "
The wind blows in Shui Han, and a strong man will never return to the west.
Blood dyed the sword red, and Jing Ke's blood dyed the prince's sword red and opened the front.
This is the change of the country and the change of the sword.
A spit is half a prosperous Tang dynasty. Li Taibai's lofty aspirations and lofty sentiments are all in his poems and in his country.
The representative of Tang poetry is Li Bai, and Li Bai is the representative of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, full of momentum.
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. This sentence came from Du Fu's heart, and how much ambition he could achieve in the late Tang Dynasty. Alas, in the end, he gave birth to his son early, shook his hut in the autumn wind and fell down at once.
This is the change of the country and the change of poetry.
West wind shutter, she is thinner than yellow flowers. She has been wandering all her life. She was originally a loving couple, and her husband died in battle. She can only sing the words "frown, but take it to heart"
Lying in the dead of night, listening to the wind and rain, Tiema Glacier dreamed of a land trip, dedicated to the country, and wanted to fight and kill the enemy when he was old. What a fearless gentleman, it's a pity that he can only dream.
This is a change of country and sentiment. In the process of change, the search for swords, poems and feelings for our country are still changing.
9. Write the story of time with this song. A bowl of rice dried up the next day. On the third day, I was afraid that there was something wrong with the taste; On the fourth day, we can almost find that he has gone bad; If you put it down again, it will be moldy.
What made that pot of rice go bad-it was time. However, in Shaoxing, Zhejiang, young parents gave birth to their daughters and buried an altar of rice wine in the cellar.
Seventeen or eighteen years later, when my daughter grew up, these wines became the best wine at her wedding. It has a beautiful and thought-provoking name called Daughter Red.
What makes ordinary rice into mellow wine-it's also time. Is time a good magician or an evil magician? No, time is just a simple multiplication, doubling the original digital value.
The rice that began to deteriorate, every time the chicken drank it for ten days, it became worse and worse; And the wine that began to be mellow continued to add fragrance every minute. In the world, we also see that once naive teenagers begin to degenerate, they will inevitably get deeper and deeper, and finally become totally embarassed and disgusting.
But on the contrary, time has added a gentle smile, considerate eyes, mature elegance and wisdom charm to those who pursue kindness. It's also cooked rice. What's the difference between glutinous rice and wine? A little wine yeast.
Born with parents, who degenerates like an animal, who can be promoted to be a perfect person? This is a deep-rooted and persistent desire to pursue truth, goodness and beauty. And time is also a passer-by in people's lives, often unconsciously, he leaves quietly without leaving a trace.
It is often after his death that people gradually realize that there is not much time left for themselves. It is precisely because of this that the ancients lamented: young people do not work hard, and the elderly are sad.
Time flies without a trace, goes quickly and comes quickly. Whether you can grasp time often determines the fate of a person's life.
Tao Yuanming said: it is difficult to get up in the morning if you don't come back in the prime of life. It's time for people to encourage themselves when they reach middle age. Time goes by and waits for no one.
Life is only a few decades, and it is difficult to achieve success and reach the peak in such a short time. It is precisely because of this that it is extremely important to cherish time.
The flowers in spring, the wind in autumn, and the melancholy youth in winter, I used to think about time in such a foolish way. In the songs of the four seasons, I gently sang romantic poems. I grew up year after year, which took away the story of time and changed a person's passionate and waiting youth for the first time. Tayu Lo's song has been sung for a long time, only because he sang the essence of time: how will time treat you and me? It depends on what we expect of ourselves. Time, in your palm, flows away from your fingers.
We wrote the story of time.
10. A 700-word composition on the topic of time growth is required to be associated with the lyrics of The Story of Time. Time takes turns to grow up, long and short.
On the long road of life, there is the joy of "I can't find a place to get it, and I don't have to work hard"; There is a learning that "the road is long and Xiu Yuan is awkward, and I will go up and down to seek"; Have the lofty ambition of "studying for the rise of China"; Of course, there is also gratitude for "the grace of dripping water, when spring comes back" ... Only after tasting the ups and downs, can we realize the true meaning of life and the hardships of growing up. When I was a child, I was carefree and innocent. I always thought the world was so beautiful that I could only fly there.
Once, some friends and I went running in Longting Park. My parents were looking for me when we were running wildly.
By the time I got tired of playing and went home with them, my mother was crying into tears. From then on, I understood that my parents should not worry. I have grown up and should not do stupid things. When you were in primary school, if you saw a girl running wildly with a boy, it must be me.
Probably because I grew up in different environments and got used to fighting with boys, I was named "tomboy" by my teacher. I tried to change my personality, but I couldn't.
Gradually, I stopped playing with boys and always felt that they were overbearing. I can only wrap myself up and keep those people away from me.
But under the strong appearance, it is actually a fragile heart. As I grow older, I become more and more rebellious.
I had a big fight with the class teacher and almost tore up the Chinese book … but I got along well with other teachers. I like math class and the joy of success.
On one occasion, I accompanied Mr. Zhao to help our classmates dress the wound. He accidentally hit the wall and cracked his head, so I accompanied the teacher to help him find a clinic.
A few days later, another classmate ran into me, and I was not there at that time. Listening to the students telling their stories, I remembered the smile that Teacher Zhao gave me at that time, and I felt the joy of helping the teacher for the first time.
Since then, I have become more and more fond of helping teachers, even if I am holding my homework, I am very happy. Slowly, the teacher pulled me back from the shadow as a student who was tired of learning.
I found: I grew up. When I entered junior high school, my temper was a little smaller than before, so that my girlfriends called me "coward".
If it was before, I might have an aversion to teachers in a certain subject. Growing up in a crowded place, I was suddenly asked to stay in boarding school for so long that I couldn't accept it at the moment.
Once I told my mother that I wanted to go to the south school, and she told me that if you really don't want to go to the east school, then transfer. I didn't want to learn at that time, so I got a training in the mid-term exam.
I regret what I did at that time more and more. I shouldn't live on campus with my sister. But since we can't change the status quo, let fate take its course.
I tried to find my trustworthy friend. In fact, I succeeded. Gradually, I like this group and my dormitory. By that time, my disgust had disappeared without a trace.
I don't know when, I found out again: I have grown up, not the kid who cried to transfer. In the past, my sincerity was only shown in front of my friends, but now, my true colors are gradually showing.
As time goes by, back in the past, I have never found that a beautiful transformation process has appeared in front of my eyes. Know from Baidu that Xiaoyu 465026867 will help you.