What is the color of life in my eyes?
Columbus said: It is blue. I have been with the sea all my life. Blue is inclusive and broad.
Yuan Longping said: It is green. For fifty years, I have been working in Longmu. Green is dedication and hope.
The nightingale said, it's white. I like the white life. White is love and responsibility.
Helen Keller said: Black people, I live bravely in the dark. Black people are unyielding and hardworking.
Lenin said: It is red. I have been fighting for the liberation of mankind all my life. Red is a battle and an ideal. .
In fact, everyone has their own different views on color, and everyone has their own color. From the moment we were born, we began to color our lives.
Nature is colorful, blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters, and life is certainly colorful.
Give you a blank sheet of paper. What color will you paint it?
Give you one life, what color would you choose?
In the endless war, in the fear of the people, in the ruins of suffering, Rabin chose green and peace. He picked up an olive branch and handed it to Arafat. He described his life with strong colors for future generations to remember and admire.
Perhaps, at that time, this rich color was too far away from us; Perhaps, what belongs to us is only a quiet and serene: then paint a faint color on life. You think that "indifference can't make you clear, and quietness can't be far away". Just like Mr. Wu Liu, you can "plant beans in Nanshan" or have the pleasure of "seeing Nanshan leisurely". If you paint your life with a faint color, you can also interpret a beautiful life with a different flavor.
In a colorful world, every color is indispensable. Colorful life also needs colorful life forms.
If you like the sanctity of ice, then paint life white; If you like fire-like enthusiasm, paint your life red; If you like pine-like green, you might as well paint your life green; If you have a soft spot for Daoxiang, you will paint your life golden. ...
The color in my eyes is composition 2: "The blue of the shark was dyed evenly at first, wrinkled by the wind and foggy." That spotless freshness and tranquility is the blue that makes you feel relaxed and happy.
In the drizzle, the rain drops on the dead leaves, and the crystal clear dead leaves seem to have vitality, yellow, but still beautiful. I want to look up at the gray-blue sky, and the light blue skirt flutters in front of my eyes. The cold rain wet the long hair, and the hot tears blurred the eyes. Suddenly an umbrella was propped on my head. That's an elder sister, wearing a long light blue dress. Memory blurs her appearance, but makes me remember her smile and the candy she gave me clearly. She dragged me all the way to my mother-it was warm blue.
Snow-white waves wet my ankles, cold, but still warm. When the sun sets, the sea breeze makes the sea sparkling. The warm sea breeze blew across my face. Walking on the wet beach, the golden beach and the blue sea water reminded me of my childhood memories. In the scorching sun, a girl is running freely on the beach. In an instant, the soles of my feet were like knives, and the bottom of the sand was stained with blood, but it was cut by shells. I sat there at a loss. When my sister saw me sitting on the ground, she realized that something was wrong, but before she saw the wound, she was scared by the red sand and took two steps back. Mom and dad went to buy water. Her eyes were red and she stood there. In a flash, it seems to be suddenly enlightened. She asked several passers-by and finally got the band-aid. My sister helped me clean the wound with cold purified water and carefully put on a band-aid before she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. There seems to be a god in her eyes, and her face reflects the blue sky and the sea, which is warm blue.
Light blue petals, snow-white stamens and yellowish stamens are blue in the depths of memory. After graduating from primary school, my classmates came running with this blue color and handed it to me, and told me that it was called forget-me-not grass and blue was a lasting friendship. I held the flower and said it was beautiful. I smiled, and my eyes turned red when I smiled-it was warm blue.
Blue is friendly, serene, quiet, pure and warm, which is the color in my eyes.
Color composition in my eyes 3 At the seaside, how many times have I witnessed the golden sun leaping over the sea; How many times have I seen the big blue sea and the sky connected? In the mountains, how many times have I been intoxicated by the dazzling green mountains and green waters; How many times have you been touched by those colorful little lives? In the thunderstorm, how many times have I seen white light and feared; How many times have I been shocked by the rainbow after the rain?
Colors are everywhere in our lives, and beautiful nature endows life with the same gorgeous colors. We can stay with the sea all our lives and make our life full of blue. Represents tolerance and broadness; Or be an "angel" dressed in white to make life white, representing love and dedication; Or live on the ridge of the field, be a farmer, and set life as green, representing hope and belief; We can also fight for our country all our lives, and set our life as red, representing courage and ideals. Everyone has a different understanding of color, because everyone's life color is different. From the moment we were born, we were destined to add color to our lives.
Of course, youth is a colorful palette on your road to success. During the day, we compete fiercely with our classmates at school and make progress together. At night, we try our best to light the lamp, which is the most ideal color. Travel around the world with your parents and travel around the world with unlimited fantasies. Visit famous mountains and rivers; Appreciate the Millennium monuments; Feel the foreign culture; Enjoy local food, which is the color of tourism. You can also leave it at home, spend more time with your parents and do more things you can. What parents want is companionship in old age. Spend more time with them. This is a warm color. Stop all "wars" and share the joy with friends who "fight side by side"; Face difficulties together; Witness the beautiful youth together. Surround yourself with friendship, which is the color of friendship. Give those artists more money, even a dollar. Donate unwanted clothes to those children in mountainous areas, and donate some blood if you can. This is the color of love. The phone call from the father to remind his son to cool down, the mother's "Remember to wear long pants" and the delicious food every day are all colors of love. The son washes his father's feet once, and the daughter beats his mother's back once; Children's companionship with their parents; This is the color of gratitude.
Life is full of countless colors, and the dreamlike flower season is full of colorful; Print a dream of hope for youth.
The color of life; Original color.
Colors in my eyes Although there are all kinds of colors in my eyes, they are all gorgeous. They make up my colorful life.
I like green. When I see green, I will think of my paradise. My paradise is a vegetable field in my backyard. The field is covered with green spinach and rape ... There are mulberry trees and locust trees with dense shade on the ground. Every holiday, I chase and fight with my neighbor's children. Whenever troubles come, I will go for a walk in the vegetable fields and have a heart-to-heart talk with those green vegetables. At this time, there is green everywhere, just like handfuls of huge green umbrellas, which cover the hot summer sun and block the cold winter wind ... If you ask me what happiness is, the mood at this time is the best answer.
I like red. When I see red, I think of my red house. Once upon a time, I rattled the floor; Once upon a time, I sat on the threshold and recited 300 Tang poems, and frogs and crickets joined in. Once upon a time, there was a cheerful song in the house ... looking at the sacred red in my mind, I understood what happiness is ... I like white, and when I see white, I think of white delicious soybean milk. Early in the morning, grandma invited me to drink soy milk made by her own hands. My neighbor and I sat in a row, enjoying the faint smell of soybean milk. Through the rising and spreading heat, I saw my grandmother's eyes narrowed into a crack, saw her weather-beaten face, and drank soybean milk that was always sweet to my heart. I seem to understand what happiness is ... now I have a soft spot for white. In the ninth grade, I abandoned everything and began to pursue my ideals wholeheartedly, without any other ideas, so I became pure and concise. Since then, white has remained in my heart.
Comments: Each of us is surrounded by different colors, which are intertwined to form a seemingly simple and colorful world. Through the colors in my eyes, I see that life is so colorful and beautiful!
Do you know what the panda's two wishes are? First of all, I don't want to have dark circles forever. Second, I want a color photo.
This is a joke I saw recently. I'm afraid the panda's wish is hard to come true. Who made it black and white? But what can we do with what our ancestors gave us? Aren't pandas the only animals that don't love their ancestors' heritage? A five-year-old girl was envious when she saw a foreign girl's blonde hair on TV. She hated her black hair so much that she cut it off with small scissors. Oh, what a silly little girl. Why doesn't she think about it? Foreign girls may wish they had black hair, because there is no good or bad color, and they have different beauty.
I always hear some middle school students say that red is the most vulgar and rustic. I really don't understand why brides wear red clothes. Female students who say this don't have to wear red when they get married, because white wedding dresses have been accepted by most people in China. However, during the Spring Festival, will she hang white or green lanterns at home? If she sees blue flowers hanging on the recruits' chests, can she hold back her laughter? In fact, red is also beautiful. It is a flame of color and passion. When the child is born, the family always makes red eggs, because the light white of the eggs is not enough to express the infinite joy of the family when they welcome the new life.
Corresponding to red is white, which can represent solemnity or purity, and sometimes it also represents sadness and desolation. According to the custom in China, funeral utensils are all white. It is said that people in China pay great attention to taboos, but I want to know why there are so many great poets who write snow as poems that will last forever, because white is a symbol of death. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees in Cen Can at night, and compares the scenery in spring to the scenery in winter, which makes people forget the strange cold, feel happy and warm inside, and the artistic conception is very magnificent; Han Yu's Snow-covered Spring is Late paints the palace tree as a flying flower, and depicts Chun Xue so beautifully, spiritually and full of interest. The purity of white has made people unable to think about other unhappy things, because white is no longer sadness, but beauty. If life needs beauty, it needs white.
Not only red and white, but also yellow, green, blue and purple are natural colors. They all have unique beauty. No one can say that they don't need any of them because their beauty is equal. It is because of their perfect combination that the world is colorful.
No one can be left behind.
Colors in My Eyes Composition 6 Although there are various colors in my eyes, each color is gorgeous. They make up my colorful youth life.
I like yellow. When I see yellow, I think of my favorite scrambled eggs with onions. When I was a child, I often stayed with my grandmother and watched her scramble eggs. First, she cracked the eggshell, poured the egg liquid into the bowl, and then gave me the bowl so that I could try to crack the egg, but I couldn't. So she smiled and said to me, "It doesn't matter. Watch it a few times and learn more. " After cooking, she greeted me with a smile: "Come and eat!" "I ate delicious scrambled eggs with onions and spent that warm childhood with my grandmother. If you ask me what happiness is, scrambled eggs with yellow onions are the best answer.
I like black. When I see black, I think of our camera at home. I often travel with my father in winter and summer vacations. We took the camera and recorded every wonderful moment. From foggy and rainy Hangzhou to historic Nanjing, our lens left the most beautiful scenery. If you ask me what happiness is, traveling with my father with a black camera is the best answer.
I like white. When I see white, I will think of my favorite badminton. After entering junior high school, although my studies are heavy, I often take time out to come to the picturesque Minhang Sports Park with my mother. We walk on the green grass. At this moment, I asked my mother, "Shall we play badminton?" She nodded her head. So we took out badminton rackets. Serve, spike, we had a good time. In this way, my mother and I often spend this leisure weekend. If you ask me what happiness is, playing badminton with my mother is the best answer.
Each of us is surrounded by different colors, which are intertwined to form a seemingly simple and colorful world. Through the color in my eyes, I see how colorful my growth is and how beautiful my life is!