The flowing water is clear, rippling with the rhythm of sound and color, and flowing out the brilliance and brilliance of life.

The flowing water is soft, it spreads the tenderness of emotion and the spring dew of love.

Running water is bitter fleabane, which inspires the symphony of strength and beauty and shows the tenacity of the soul.

Ah! The clear and bright water, gushing from the ancient well covered with flowers and trees, is full of dreams and passions of life, and flows down gently and slowly with the reflection of red flowers and green trees, with flowers and dew. The gentle waves of gurgling water are mother's smiling faces, sweet and full of love. I can't help thinking of those gentle calls and sweet kisses when I was a child. Oh, the gentle waves of love are blowing! The glittering and translucent water droplets splashed gently are the tears of children's laughter, full of happy chords, looking back at the sunshine of childhood, and the sweetness of lollipops are indispensable. Oh, the ripples of emotion are spinning.

Running water, this gentle water.

Look! The muddy water of that river rushes from the horizon, sending out a strong and wild breath, rushing to the high dam, and gathering into a stubborn, turbulent and surging land with a sense of heroism. The passionate fighting spirit of running water is the courage of warriors, which is earth-shattering, and makes people miss Qu Yuan's call for wind and rain, Li Bai's lofty aspirations of "breaking the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea" and Lu Xun's lofty aspirations of "facing the bleak life". Ah, the melody of pride is high! The waves splashed by fierce running water are the tenacity of fighters, which deeply shocked people and made people realize the tenacity and unyielding of Sandia's songs written by Hemingway. The courage and determination of Peking University mountaineering team to attack the top to the death; Sanmao gave up the city and yearned for the solidity of the desert. Oh! The waves are rough!

Running water, this masculine water.

Flowing water, flowing water, is delicate and gentle, but also magnificent and vigorous. Pentium, running water! Between heaven and earth forever. Sublimate, feel! Shine history with this long rhyme!

Oh, the water is hovering!

At that time, I read the accumulation of peace.

Inscription: Only through hellish tempering can we forge the power to create heaven. Only bloody fingers can play the swan song of the world.

Tagore

Since the third grade, I have little time to devote myself to my keen "reading pleasure". I can't get rid of the "sea of questions" I get up at 6 o'clock every day and go to bed at 22 o'clock. Seeing students talking about learning, it's not serious to digress a little. In spite of this, the results often fall instead of rising, and they still fail in many big exams. Tired and sad, I began to complain about the injustice of life: "Why didn't your efforts get a little reward?" Why is the effort fruitless? Why, why, why.

Once my thoughts go astray, it is difficult to see improvement. During that time, I complained and sighed and pulled a long face every day. Finally, one day, parents couldn't stand it-why did their lovely daughter become like this? Lose, complain, sigh.

Then, bad luck came to me-a pile of literary classics. Looking at the novels and poems that haven't been turned over for a long time, I thought: OK, read them, but I can't learn any more.

So I opened it and saw Su Shi coming.

Living in the imperial city, bringing wine to the wind, attracting yellow clearance and sighing heroes. It's hard to hide your shoes when you look at the scenery by the river. Success or failure is endless hatred. A misty rain lasts a lifetime, and snow flies.

Like me, Su Shi is full of lofty sentiments. However, despite his tortuous love and hard career, he always stuck to his beliefs. He calmly faced all the gains and losses and was demoted to Hangzhou, but he was complacent-green bamboo sticks and green grass shoes, and all he saw was autumn water and clear waves. Don't you complain? Are you willing to be demoted? Don't you want to achieve great things?

"No, I learned to be calm, not happy for things, not sad for myself." He answered with a smile.

I thought deeply-maybe I should get a peace in the face of these failures? Before I finished thinking, I saw the singer riding a donkey and waving to me in the yellow sand. At first glance, it's Li Bai.

Like me, Li Bai is full of hope for the future. However, the official road is not satisfactory. People expected him to praise the ruler and the king, but he didn't. He also wants to sing a heroic "Oh, how can I solemnly bow and scrape to a powerful person"! Accept all the gains and losses frankly, and go to Shudao to sing "Since God has given talents, let them find jobs!"! , spin one thousand silver, all back! ! "Wearing blue tulle, head fluttering, eyes open-minded. Don't you complain? Don't you want to achieve great things?

"No, I learned to be calm. Wine into the chest, divided into seven months, three into shock waves. Looking back at the prosperous Tang Dynasty, I stood in it! "

I finally understand that they are the same heroic passion, but they bravely face the failure and slander in front of them ... what about me?

Stop complaining. I said to myself, I'm only seventeen! I will also face the immediate setbacks calmly, and I will reap the leisurely beauty like them!

I closed the book and raised my head confidently.

Listen to the singing of running water

The sky is crying, and the water drops on the ground gather happily, so there is me-running water. Close your eyes and listen quietly. Do you hear the sound of running water singing? ...

I sang all the way across the plain. I don't envy the towering mountains, nor the quiet lakes and mountains, because I have a flowing life. I don't look up at the powerful wings of the eagle, nor lament the speed of the cheetah, because I know I am small, but I am not small. Look! Peach blossoms on the shore comb themselves with a smile in the clear water; Liu Yang, nourished by me, rolled up his sleeves and flew; The fish in my body are playing happily. Life is red because of me. On the endless plain, I sang loudly, watching the rolling clouds in the sky and watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court.

Faced with the obstacles of high mountains, I don't feel sad, nor do I complain about the injustice of fate. On the contrary, I smile and play a passionate movement, and there will always be ups and downs in life. Listen! It was Qu Yuan who sang loudly and wrote Li Sao, which is immortal. "Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines on history." Wen Tianxiang sang his unyielding spirit beside the long river of history; Li Bai abandoned fame and fortune, and his ambition of "breaking the waves and making and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea" was engraved in the long river of history. Those dangerous mountains can only block my way forward, but they can't stop my progress. I'm not discouraged or disappointed. I won towards the distant all the way. ...

"The fallen petal is intentional, but the flowing water is ruthless", and the fallen petal whispers in my ear. I said, "Please follow my path, and you will understand that running water is not heartless, but takes you to a wider world. The meteor that crossed in the night sky was only a moment, but it passed through the fiery atmosphere, burned its own life, and gave it selflessly to the earth, so it built eternity. " Don't believe it, I smiled happily and continued to flow forward.

In the distance, I heard the choppy call of the sea. I sang loudly and said to the fallen flower, "Look! I took you to heaven. " I packed my bags and threw myself bravely into the arms of the sea. Falling flowers can't help but sigh: "A flowing water that sings because of life has merged into an ocean of life!

I want to rely on you most.

In my sleepy eyes, I saw your figure, your thin but vague figure. For two years, I have been thinking about you so much; Wake up in the middle of the night and cry for you; I want to rely on you most. ...

Do you remember? In the past, at school, there was not much trouble. As long as I stop at home and smell mouthwatering food, I forget everything. I always rush into the house, throw down my schoolbag and shout at you, "Grandma, I'm home!" " "I clearly remember that in the kitchen, under the" boom "range hood, you came back and saw me, walked over and pushed me out of the kitchen. The greasy touch still remains on my skin.

When I am in trouble, I want to rely on you most.

Soft dust flies in the dim light and falls on your silvery hair. You lean back on the old mahogany couch, and your favorite tin opera is on the radio on the Eight Immortals table. You hum along, turn over a yellow cookbook at hand, and mutter a few words from time to time: "My little daughter has grown up, I have to make it up for her." Inadvertently make a little noise and disturb you. You looked at me standing at the door and said, "Girl, how about having a virgin chicken today?"

When I grow up, I want to rely on you most.

Open your eyes, they are white, and your eyes are full of weakness. When you watch it, you will see that you rushed into the door in a hurry. As soon as you enter the door, you will shout to the parents sitting opposite you: "You can't even manage a child. How many times have you been hospitalized this month? " Turned around, looked at me morbidly, and said distressfully, "What happened? Is it better? Grandma brought your favorite bone soup, have some! " You gently lift my back, gently pick me up, sit up, look at my left hand full of pinholes and say with distress, "I'm holding it, you eat!" " "Looking at your gentle eyes, I see your tenderness and sadness.

When I am weak, I want to rely on you most.

"I ask you to be careful every time. Why do you only take this exam!" Whenever my mother's reproach sounds, as long as I hear your hurried footsteps, I am no longer afraid. Pushing open the door, you raise your eyebrows and urge your mother: "The children say she tried her best. What's more, she is so excellent and there is little room for improvement! " Grandma, you know, if I had an iron at this time, I really want to iron your wrinkled eyebrows!

When I am wronged, I want to rely on you most.

……

Wake up suddenly from a dream. It turned out to be just a dream. It's been two years since you left me. Your face has changed from familiar to fuzzy in my heart, but what I want to rely on most is you. In the kitchen, the food is not so fragrant; Under the light, there is no tin drama, no menu; When you are sick, you lack bone soup; When I am blamed, I lack your help, but what I want to rely on most is you.