Part 1: Song Composition in the Heart

Heroes emerge from generation to generation, and there are countless heroes in the world. Let us sing the songs in our hearts, spread them out to the world, and stay in the sky forever. ——Inscription

Flying in the sky

When the "SARS" war broke out in this peaceful world, our eyes showed a vast expanse of white, with angels in white in the sky. Circling around, wherever there is pain, wave the magic wand. Give patients a new lease of life. They are the foundation for patients to recover. When they are fighting against the ruthless disease, there is not a sigh or a groan. They just made silent and selfless contributions, and during this period, they guarded the patients day and night without stopping. The patient's groan is the beginning of their work, and the patient's improvement is their comfort. We should be proud of them.

The pride of the country

When we see the athletes competing in the Olympic Games, there is a force crawling out of our hearts, so hard. Tianmen's heroic appearance shows the majesty of the country. They have paid so much for the country. Their brave struggle is to fight for glory for their motherland. When you see their passion, you see their eternal determination and hope of victory. They are a fire on the field that never goes out, only burns. This is their only choice as athletes. We must sing about them and sing for them.

The benefactor who saves the people

There is a thief here, there is another criminal case here, it was robbed..., this series of things will have to wait for them to solve, only they can , can be properly handled. They are unique and irreplaceable in any profession. No matter whether it is sunny or rainy, as soon as something happens, even if it is a trivial matter, they will be the first to rush to the scene. As police officers, they have already put their lives aside, and their lives are in danger at any time - when they catch criminals, they must fight with them, and the criminals will definitely fight to the death, but they still do whatever it takes, for the safety of the people, it is worth it. They are the greatest benefactors of mankind, and we give them a thumbs up.

These heroes really have their own characteristics. From ancient times to the present, heroes have been ranked first. Heroes are heroes. In fact, there are many that we deserve to praise: the hard-working gardener is one of them. I should applaud them, because with them, we can see the sunrise tomorrow. Chapter 2: Song Composition in the Heart

Listen to the trickling stream carrying the hymn of life; listen to the rough waves rippling with tenacious struggle; listen to the sound of wind and rain that tells the story of strong growth... wonderful music There is a crisp song floating in your and my heart, in that pure heart.

The years leave no trace, and the water flows in a hurry; the exciting songs of life sing our hope of pursuing our dreams. It turns out that life needs a song, and everyone has that song in their hearts. ......

Without Grandma Bing Xin singing about life, "The flowers of success are soaked in tears of struggle", how could we have faced the wind and rain and accepted the tenacious struggle of the wind and rain; without Sister Zhang Haidi singing about life being brave and strong How could we have the determination not to give up when we are lost? Without Helen Keller singing the song of courageous pursuit of knowledge and victory over ourselves, how could we have the struggle of still seeking knowledge in the wind and rain? Without Newton's thoughtful song about gravity, how could we have explored the truth of life.

As a young person, I have been working hard to fly forward and pursue my dreams in the journey of life. I have experienced many failures, so in the test of God, I have learned to face the wind and rain bravely. , challenge the wind and rain, challenge yourself, defeat yourself... Because there is always that song in my heart, the song that never gives up:

"If you choose the ocean, don't long for smooth sailing."

"If you choose the road, don't long for flowers to fill the road."

"If you choose the blue sky, don't long for rain or shine."

"How can you see the rainbow without going through wind and rain?" This is a song of life that pursues dreams and never gives up. In my heart, there is always that song, telling me the belief of pursuing dreams and never giving up; interpreting the meaning of sailing Firm determination in setting sail; it proves that the song of dreams is the greatest fulcrum behind successful flowers.

Life needs a song, a song that says "How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain?" Sing! Sing! Use our hearts to sincerely sing the song of life, the song of dreams, and the song of strength. If we need a song in our hearts, doesn’t our nation and our motherland also need a song? If we elevate the songs in our hearts to national songs and regard national songs as the most precious songs in our hearts, then our motherland will take off... Sing, sing the songs in our hearts, the national songs. At that time, the national song was the song in the heart! Then use the songs in your heart to interpret dreams and our nation.

At that time, did you hear it? What a beautiful song of hope the song in my heart is! Sing! Sing hard! Fly! The songs in our hearts, let the songs in our hearts fly into everyone's hearts. Then you will hear our songs, the songs in your hearts... Chapter 3: Composition of the songs in your hearts

Time flies by like a fleeting horse, and it's here in the blink of an eye. Pass away. Soon, I really have to abandon my playfulness and enter the normal track of the third grade of junior high school.

That's known as the hardest track in junior high. Helplessly, you have to accept the daily question sea training and the cruel final results of the exam. Even more helpless, at that moment I didn’t understand the true meaning of the exam, which was for better success next time.

I no longer have complete memories of those days in the third grade of junior high school. I just remember that it didn’t rain very much at that time and the sun was always shining. However, who knows, my heart is in the rainy season, a confusing and long rainy season. In the third year of junior high school, my grades were stuck in the middle, and I couldn't get anywhere. Maybe many students hope that this situation will happen to them. In their eyes, my situation was a great relief - in that paradise called the top class. However, who knows how much I have paid and how much I have lost? I once felt deeply lost in that frontier called "ideal". Do they know? I was helpless, because the dazzling bright red numbers again and again made my heart numb; I was empty, I lost time, there was no satisfactory harvest, and more importantly, I lost the shoulders of my friends, the shoulders to rely on, I have no words that can touch my numb heart, in the boring world of the third grade of junior high school. Is it really like Xu Zhimo said: You have your way forward, and I have my direction? Have we become parallel to each other? ...

"As long as you confirm with one look, my love is meaningful..." "Courage" by Liang Jingru came from outside. I was stunned. Could it be that I couldn't see their usual encouraging and supportive eyes? Can’t I feel their sincerity in supporting me silently rather than vocally? Scenes of past events came to mind. I remember reading an article in the first grade of junior high school, and there were a few sentences in it that I remember deeply: a smile, a blessing, a greeting when we met, all of them became a beautiful frame. I think I should know how to think.

It’s December, and the wind outside is blowing even more ruthlessly. I am afraid that the spring will last but the flowers will bloom early, not to mention the countless falling red flowers. I told myself, besides, it is unknown whether it is falling red flowers or not. I read an article, which said: Don’t blindly criticize people and things around you, be more tolerant, and have more art of dealing with the world. I agree.

"As long as you confirm in your eyes, my love is meaningful. We all need courage to believe that we will be together. In the crowds, I can feel you, in the palm of my hand, your sincerity... ""Courage" echoed in my ears again. I have regained my former self, and I understand better that as long as I have the courage to take the first step, the road ahead will be broader, I will gain more, and my life will be more valuable. This song is my favorite song to this day. I believe it will stay in my heart for a long time because I learned a lot from it. Chapter 4: Song Composition in the Heart

“In the eyes of parents, children will always be children.” - Inscription

As I grow older, I will learn more about some of my parents’ actions. It feels ridiculous. When I hear their preaching, I feel an inexplicable disgust.

"Get up..." The loud thunder-like sounds caused waves of commotion in my ears. This is an annoying thing that I must encounter every day. "The weather is getting colder, wear more clothes." These familiar words seem to have become a required course for me every day.

So, I decided to have a big rebellion and end this "dark" life. In the morning, the wind roared. I opened the window to test the temperature today. My whole body and stomach seemed to freeze at that moment, and my blood seemed to have stopped boiling. "It's really cold today. Wear more clothes..." Before I could get rid of the chill, I heard my mother's instructions. At this time, an evil thought emerged in my mind. I walked downstairs, wearing only a thin autumn coat. Although I felt a little uncomfortable, I felt a sense of pleasure in my heart. My mother was a little angry when she saw me like this, but she still patiently advised me to wear more clothes to avoid catching cold and getting sick. But at that time, it was like I had cotton stuffed in my ears, and I couldn't listen to a word. Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "I have grown up so much, why are you nagging me all the time? When I am still a child?" Have you entered menopause?" After saying that, he ran to school with his backpack, not knowing what his mother looked like. On the way to school, all my classmates were wearing coats, but I was the only one... Everyone stared at me with strange eyes, as if to say that I looked like a motherless child. I hate this feeling, but it gets stronger and stronger. I spent the whole morning in this weird world.

Finally it’s time for school to end. On the way home, I thought that my mother must be so angry that she would stop talking to me, maybe she would scold me, and maybe... the more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and I didn’t dare to think about it any more. A strong wind blew violently and I shivered. I arrived at the door of my house, but I didn't dare to go in, so I had to wait outside the door. Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice, my mother's voice. "Child, come in quickly, the food is ready." A strong acid of regret corroded the evil thoughts in my heart. I rushed through the door, letting tears roll down my face.

There are tens of millions of songs in the world, but in my heart, all the songs are inferior to the songs played by my mother. "Get up", "eat", "put on more clothes", what a nice note. I want to keep it in my heart and make it an everlasting song in my life. Chapter Five: Song Composition in My Heart

“From yesterday to today and tomorrow, thank God for letting you stay with me; my loving heart, my painful heart, my waiting heart, because of your embrace I feel relieved..." These familiar lyrics and beautiful melody rang in my ears again.

Adan, how are you doing without my company? I feel that you are the gift given to me by God. When I am sad, you will comfort me and make my sun-drenched heart sunny; when I am confused, you will guide me and make me, this lost little lamb. Get back on the road to success; when I feel discouraged, you cheer me on and help me regain my extinguished faith. I am so happy when I have you.

"When we first met, we were anxious to explore each other, and maybe a little confused. After getting along day and night, I realized that no one in this world understands me better than you..." The song is still echoing.

Adan, do you still remember when we first met? At that time, you were 100% a good student, a treasure in the hands of the teacher, and a god in the hearts of the classmates. Therefore, I always felt that you were like the unreachable star, so far away from me that I respected you at that time. Yes, even borrowing a piece of rubber requires a lot of courage. Later, as we got along, I discovered how approachable you are, so we became known as "buddies". I would also play some pranks to scare you from time to time. Speaking of which, you won't regret knowing each other. My "mortal enemy"? Let me tell you, you can't escape from my grasp, and you will be my good sister for the rest of your life.

"Friends and sisters are not enough to describe our tacit understanding, pride, support and tolerance; friends, friends, let's tick the boxes together, please remember the promised journey to eternity..." What a beautiful song. , just like how I miss you right now.

For more than two years, our relationship has always been so good. Just like the song says, "Friends and sisters are not enough to describe". I am sure that our friendship has exceeded In addition to all the emotions in the world, we are not sisters, but better than sisters. We work side by side, facing the envious eyes of everyone, supporting each other, and going through the ups and downs of life together. That feeling is really unparalleled. Remember? On the day we were divided into classes, you cried and told me that you didn’t want to separate, but there’s no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever. This is the reality we always have to face, isn’t it? In the days of the third grade of junior high school, let us work hard together so that we can pass the same high school and the same university and be good friends when we grow up. Be happy together and sad together, okay?

Adan, my good sister, our friendship will always be a song flowing in my heart.

A song that lasts forever...