Excerpts from 300-word inspirational essays Part I: Rain
It's raining, only the sound of clicking outside is heard. At this moment, there is a flash of lightning in the sky, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier. They are like elves falling from the sky and landing on the earth, offering a beautiful song for friends of the earth.
Miss Feng also came. She blew the leaves and grandpa Lei rang. They seemed to be applauding these little singers. The next morning, the beautiful song stopped, that is to say, the rain stopped, and I came to the small garden. The garden was fresh, and even the grass under the tree was particularly attractive. The flowers were drinking the sweet rain with relish. Some of the grass under the tree were hung with rain beads, some were leaning against their companions to enjoy the fresh air, and some were trampled on the ground as if they were sleeping, and the earth was shining.
At this time, the sun rose slowly. When the sun lit up the earth, animals flew out of their homes, birds flew freely in the air, and snails drilled out of their shells to take a leisurely walk. When I looked up at the sky, I saw a rainbow. It was like a bridge of seven colors.
I like the rain, but I prefer the scene in the rain.
Excerpts from 300-word inspirational essays Part II: The Other Side
Every day, we stare at the morning light in the east, always longing for the beginning of a new life and looking forward to reaching the other side of our hearts?
The blue sky is the other side of flying.
The earth is the other side of rain and snow.
Ideal is the other side of reality.
Happiness is the other side of life.
On the other side, there is happiness, hope, joy and pursuit.
On the other side, you can look out, enjoy, admire, feel and reach.
The other shore is a never-ending pursuit.
Through the crowded crowd, through the dense buildings, they are constantly migrating and rushing like birds. In order to reach the other shore, we are working hard, pursuing, persisting, enduring, travel-stained, and stormy?
However, where is the end of the other shore?
The other side, in the eyes of businessmen, is the maximization of money;
The other side, in the eyes of entrepreneurs, is the infinity of profits;
The other side, in the eyes of scholars, is the limit of knowledge;
The other side, in the eyes of politicians, is the infinity of ambition?
? Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan? It is a kind of other shore;
? Oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases? It is a kind of other shore;
? Who has never died in life since ancient times, and who has left the heart to shine on the history? It is a kind of other shore;
? Who controls the ups and downs of the vast earth? It is also a kind of other shore.
Excerpts from 300-word inspirational essays Part III: Looking at autumn scenery alone
Somehow, people want to put? Autumn? ，? Heart? Together? Worry? Is autumn the season that makes people upset?
It is said that spring is the beginning of a year and the moment when all flowers bloom.
Summer is dreamy green.
Winter is a silvery white gauze skirt.
So autumn?
It is endless beauty.
She gave her long red hair to the maple tree. The fiery red color added a lot of bright colors to autumn. She gave the yellow gauze skirt to the mountains, which looked like a girl in a long skirt from a distance; She taught the beautiful dance to the fallen leaves and showed her beauty under the blowing of autumn wind.
After a burst of autumn rain, I walked alone in the field, and the puddle on the ground reflected my own shadow. After the rain, the fresh air blew head-on, greedily took a sip, and the whole person was immersed in the autumn world.
Looking around, golden waves appear in the golden fields. With the autumn wind blowing slowly, golden butterflies float and dance beside the trees. Will they be reluctant to part?
Stepping on the rain on the ground, behind you? The sound of snapping is that she goes with me.
With happiness, but also with the good autumn scenery all the way?
Do you know? Autumn? Why is it based on? Heart? Go?
Because the beauty of autumn needs to be felt with your heart.
Excerpts from 300-word inspirational essays Part IV: Evening photos
Whenever it is dusk, I always sit by the window and enjoy the charming sunset.
Look down at a crystal lake through the window.
The sun was wrapped in orange, without that dazzling light, and the soft light poured down, giving the lake a gorgeous golden color.
Looking at it this way, the sunset in front of me slipped down again. At the moment, the sun's face is reddish, like a yarn. After a while, the color deepened and became a shy cloud on the little girl's face.
After a while, that lovely face gradually turned red, and finally a ripe one? Big pomegranate? Appeared, reflecting the lake, forming a wonderful meticulous painting between the sky. Later, the sun became more and more red, like a burning fire illuminating the darkness.
Gradually, the sunset went away in my field of vision and finally disappeared completely.
The sun is setting, and the western sky is still burning with orange sunset clouds. The lake is also dyed red by this glow, but it is more spectacular than the sky. Because it is active, every time a row of waves surges, the glow reflected on the wave peak is red and bright, just like pieces of burning, flashing and rolling, and gradually disappears, and then the next row flashes, rolls and surges up.