However, in ordinary life, there are often such touching moments-a word, a smile, a look, a touch ... all of which can't help but make people move. So those faint days, there is a simple and profound poetry, like ripples in the water, which makes people drag the lingering sound to taste quietly. ...
One day, I quietly received a bouquet of perfume lilies from my friend, held them in my hand and drunk in my heart. At this time, the air seems to be stained with a faint fragrance? 6? 1 After the flower withered, the petals were peeled off one by one, and many traces like snowflakes flying all over the sky suddenly fell on the desk? 6? Looking at 1, I realized that Daiyu's burial was actually a luxury? 6? 1
In my neighborhood, among the younger generation of children, Jane is a naughty child and sometimes gnashes her teeth. He often stuffs sand into the exhaust pipes of other people's motorcycles and cars when adults are not looking. All day long, he is dirty and ugly? 6? 1 He often cuts the unripe fruit in the yard, throws it around, and talks back to adults in a high voice. This afternoon, I found such a little boy sitting quietly on the grass in the garden. I'm curious. I went to see what happened. I saw a puppy in his arms. He whispered to me, "I dare not move." The puppy is licking my leg with its tongue. If I move, I'm afraid it won't lick again. " Hearing this, my heart was unmoved. It turns out that every child is a flower planted by the sun on the earth and has its own unique beauty.
I remember when I was in middle school, my deskmate Rong had a set of photos of female stars from Hong Kong and Taiwan, and I couldn't put it down every time I looked at them. Sometimes I will sneak it out in class, and gradually, I will be distracted in class. Once, the teacher found that the picture was confiscated and I was criticized? 6? 1 I sat there glumly, and she didn't comfort me at the same table, which made me even more angry. After returning to the dormitory, Rong gently put the set of photos in my hand. She simply said, I'll make it clear to the teacher and help you come back. I hope you are happy, but you can't take it out in class. From that moment to now, I always remember the precious friendship Rong gave me.
When I was studying in Nanning, my cousin, who had been working in Liuzhou, came to see me at school on a business trip, and her roommates were all around her affectionately. Ji Ji Zha kept chatting and tasting the snacks she brought. My cousin kept smiling and communicating with her friends, and suddenly asked everyone-does my cousin seem to have lost weight? Everyone was shocked and said in unison, "Really?" . . . . . . After physical education class in the afternoon, I hurried back to the dormitory. When I got to the stairs, I only saw my cousin washing my sheets. She was rubbing her index finger with a knife, but my heart didn't move. I tried to call her, but my voice choked. I just looked at her silently.
There are many opportunities to stay online these days. In the virtual world, the network allows us to meet and get to know each other. The same hobby, speculative topic, gives people a feeling of short meeting, and different feelings breed wildly in your heart and mine. This feeling between us almost goes beyond brotherhood and husband and wife love. It has already surpassed friendship and love. In our hearts, it is a deeper and richer emotion than friendship and love. Every time I think about it, my heart is not moved. You are a bosom friend I have never met in my life.
In retrospect, these exciting warm moments suddenly became rich, bright and full of warm texture. There will be many moments that touch you and me. As long as you collect with a sensitive and generous heart, there will be exciting moments! The feeling of heartbreak recently I read some words about Xiang Yu in bits and pieces, and I can't help but feel heartbroken, being a hero and heartbroken for that era full of rigidity and heat. In The Old Man and the Sea, Hemingway said through the hero San Diego: A man can be defeated, but he will never be defeated. Xiang Yu is such a person. It was not Liu Bang or anyone else who defeated him, but himself, his own heroism. Heroes always love and respect heroes. Xiang Yu is a hero, and he respects heroes. Xiang couldn't tolerate villains, so he looked down on Liu Bang. Xiang Yu is aboveboard, so he disdains covert tactics. In the wine field of the Hongmen Banquet, Xiang Zhuang waved a long sword, and his elegant and stiff dance was hidden, just waiting for a hint from the hero. Xiang Yu is a hero, he didn't hint; At this time, Pei Gong Liu Bang must have lost his mind. Fan Kuai came, drank a barrel of wine, chewed a pig leg, and defiantly accused Xiang Yu, the hero under his seat, of being partial to faith and slandering "Zhongliang". Xiang Yu was "scolded" but happy. Because he felt that Fan Kuai, a figure who was like a driver escort, was better than Liu Bang, a hero. So the hero Xiang Yu released Pei Gong. Heroes always die tragically. The death of a hero will make his times tragic. On the banks of the Wujiang River, the hero Xiang Yu traded dozens of knife wounds for the lives of hundreds of dogs and sheep. When he saw that it was the old army that came to kill him, he smiled frankly. "I heard that you paid a lot of money to buy my head, and I will give you personal feelings!" "So the most tragic scene in history began. The body of a hero fell across the Wujiang River. But then what? Later, the German shepherd-like Han army killed each other for the hero's body and even for a little reward. Poor hero! That rolling Wujiang River water should be regarded as the sad tears of the elders in Jiangdong! Heroes are far away, and times are far away. Every time I recall the poem "Life is a hero, death is a ghost hero", I can't help being a hero myself, but I feel sad for that youth. Isn't that what people need? Heartbeat time is a recent thing. Therefore, the memories are so vivid. I tried my best to hold back my tears and recall the "heartbeat moment" that I will never forget.
A few months before the final exam, I heard that there would be classes. The students are very nervous about this, and they are worried that it will be terrible if they brush off from the intensive class! But I am still the same, maverick, listening to my favorite music, watching my favorite anime, and watching my favorite novels. I am immersed in complete happiness.
When I was immersed in dealing with so-called "network literature" and "campus literature" all day, I never thought that there would be such a day waiting for me.
I finally passed four exams, only the last one left. I propped up my boss's head and turned over the books absently, "memorizing". At this moment, when the head teacher came to me and walked beside me, he stopped, gave me a meaningful look and said, "What's the matter, I failed in math, and my politics was only over 90 ..." I didn't care what he said, but he finally said, "Get ready to be eliminated!"
Hearing this, my head exploded and I didn't have the courage to look up at him. My heart seems to be "minus one degree". I am depressed and annoyed, but I don't hate him. He hates iron and doesn't produce steel. I see. In his heart, I have always been very good, but, alas!
My heart is surging and I can't read any more books. I slammed the door. I don't read it. It's no use reading it. After school, I didn't go home, and I was alone in the classroom, addicted.
The classroom is very quiet. Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed into my eyes, "Mom"! My mother came to me with food. I looked at the wisps of silver on her head and cried "wow". Mother said quietly, "I know everything." Eat, don't give up easily, mom believes you! "
Mom's words are worth a thousand words, and my heart moved: "Mom, watch, I will never embarrass you again, I will always be your pride!" " "After dinner, I firmly picked up the book with tears in my eyes. Finally, I was lucky enough to stay in the intensive class with good grades in the last class.
The moment I saw the placement list, I was filled with emotion. At the moment of my heart, when I woke up, my mother's love was dancing!
The heart of autumn is "I am full of trees in Xiyan Lake, and flowers bloom and fall to talk about ink marks." Don't boast of good colors, just leave the air full of dried Kun. " I finished washing in the morning. Listening to the immature children's voice coming from next door, I can't help but feel refreshed. Glancing at the downstairs, dotted with Internet cafes, and then touching Wang Mian's poems, I can't help feeling a little high. You can eat and live by yourself, and you can shuttle between Internet cafes. If I can't see anything else, I should also be called "Mo Mei"!
Autumn mornings are really boring. There is no need to worry about the yin and yang at the end of the year, the frost and snow at the end of the world, the autumn wind and autumn rain, but those bleak autumn feelings and a few old vines make people have no time to look at the distance and enjoy the scenery. Pick up the book, the light is too dim; Turn on the TV, an advertisement. "Since ancient times, every autumn has been sad and lonely." Indeed, helpless eyes were weak and finally landed in front of the Internet cafe downstairs. Red, green and green are reflected through the sliding glass door, and they are colorful on my pupils, which is particularly charming. I craned my neck and quickly took it back. I saw the tragedy caused by surfing the Internet right in front of my eyes. I was so scared that I picked up the book and chewed it hard. A few lines are printed in my eyes. "Real winners are not all treading on thin ice, but lies that cowards comfort themselves ..." The further they go, the more they will be elated.
Boss gossips and catches flying generals. I have no experience, but I have to pretend to be mature. I took the number plate and found the computer. Ha, let's fight for one. I clicked the mouse, entered the column in a strange way, pressed the red button, groped in the war of land, sea and air, explored in the shadow of swords, made missiles for a while, and looked for jewelry for a while. I find that computer games are not very difficult. Practice makes perfect, and the mystery naturally emerges. My heartbeat finally came, the pedestrians outside were shivering in the west wind, but my neck was sweating. I press the mouse crazily, immersed in the joy of winning again and again, although this is an illusory online world.
After more than an hour of excitement, my heart gradually slowed down, and inexplicable emptiness followed. My pocket is empty, my heart is empty, and a terrible chill is coming down from my neck. My brain had little energy to think, but I was dizzy and avoided the dog. I feel that several internet cafe owners jumped out together, all with blue faces and fangs, and wanted to eat people. I took a deep breath and gradually woke up. After all, it is an illusory world on the internet!
My heartbeat is actually a moment of low-level enjoyment!
"In the bitter fleabane bitter fleabane, if you don't straighten up, white sand will go into the mud and be black with it." The children next door study late, and my heart is still beating, but I'm not excited.
I found four articles for you, hoping to help you! Light the fire in your heart
Heartbeat is not eternal for everyone, because death is with you as soon as you are born, and every moment of life is dying, so we can only seize every moment of life. Horace told us: "imagine every day that this is your last day, and tomorrow you don't expect will be more pleasant." This sentence is to let us cherish life and appreciate every day in life.
As everyone knows, life is disabled. Microscopically, 100 years at most. If there is any accident in the middle, I'm afraid I won't live that long, but how many people really live for themselves? How many people have really found themselves? How many brains have you racked to climb up? How hard does it take to make big money? In fact, it is not so much that you earn a lot of money as that you are earned by money, because money takes away your youth, time, physical strength and life. Only one life is the most precious wealth in life. Life is the most precious wealth in the world, because all wealth can be recovered, only life is only once; But many people would rather exchange it for those so-called wealth, but spend their whole lives on fame, power or money savings. When they died, they were so regretful: "I just used my life, but I never cherished my life and enjoyed it."
It's good to be alive! However, people cannot live forever. From the day of birth, life begins to die, and it begins to struggle with death. So it's really not easy to live.
In fact, we often don't know how much weight life can bear and how hard life is. We are more aware of the fragility of life. Failure in exams, frustration in promotion, discord in neighborhoods, family conflicts, empathy of lovers, quarrels between children and brothers, etc. Even a lot of trivial things that can't lift chopsticks make people lose their rationality and lead to life crisis: suicide or murder. So many profound philosophers lamented how fragile life is after summing up all kinds of life. There is a proverb in ancient boatmen, "Hell is under the planking." Just separated by a board, life and death, we can know that the fragility of life will suffer disasters anytime and anywhere. With this awareness, we will have "now is the last moment of life" in our hearts, and we will not panic no matter what happens.