In spring, I walked home with the sadness of being misunderstood by my classmates. An aunt who just moved in gently stopped me: "I bought too many things." Can you help me get some? " I nodded, and she smiled gratefully at me, and the sadness in her heart disappeared instantly. I helped her and made myself happy. So later, whenever we meet, I will receive a smile. With this smile, I start every new day, end every full day, and love every beautiful day more. So, I was very moved to find that beauty lies in giving and returning. In every smile I meet-a smile around me, beauty forms a landscape.
In the summer of "reflecting the different colors of lotus", I enjoyed the cool air and opened a brand-new collection of Song Ci. Read silently, experience carefully, and be moved by accident. The lofty sentiments and indignation of "a strong man is hungry for pork and laughs at the blood of Huns", the sadness and desolation of "the west wind blinds people thinner than yellow flowers", and the passionate and unrestrained "flying stones over the air, making waves and rolling up thousands of piles of snow" ... From then on, I fell in love with Song Ci and liked its grandeur and smoothness. So, I fell in love with Song Ci and found that beauty lies in the essence of words-Song Ci is by my side, and beauty forms a landscape.
In the autumn of "Frosty leaves are redder than flowers in February", I was collecting books at home and accidentally found some maple leaves sandwiched in the book. I don't know how many days they spent in the dark, but they are still flat and beautiful. Crimson veins contain indomitable spirit, just like the tenacity of branches in late autumn and the persistence of falling with the wind; Bright leaves are bright red, like a lamp full of hope, always shining in my heart. Then, I was inspired and found that beauty was in the maple leaf, and in the indomitable and hopeful spirit-the maple leaf was by my side, and beauty formed a landscape.
I always look forward to the next snow in the winter when the petals of ten thousand pear trees are blown open. White always reminds me of purity. Pure and fragrant lily valley, pure and selfless angel in pure and quiet clouds. Pure white covers up the filth, contributes the most beautiful color and purifies the soul. So I love white, and I find that beauty lies in the struggle of white, which is to purify my soul-white is by my side, and beauty forms a landscape.
Zen cloud: a flower and a world, a leaf and a bodhi. I think, on the road of growth, every bit is the crystallization of beauty. Only by careful taste and careful collection can we find that beauty has formed a landscape, decorating the night and morning of growth. ...
2. That beautiful scenery
The harmony of the forest is covered with green; The harmony of the sky is to wear blue; The harmony of sunshine is as dazzling as diamonds; The harmony of white clouds is as romantic as snowflakes. So what is harmony for us human beings? I said: Harmony is a beautiful landscape.
I don't know if you still remember seeing an advertisement on TV: mother washes children's feet, let them sleep first, and then wait for the elderly by themselves. The child didn't sleep and saw everything. So I gave my mother foot washing water and prepared to help her wash her feet. When the child was washing his feet, he spilled water all over the floor and expressed his deep love to the fullest. Isn't this the epitome of a harmonious home?
Yes! Harmonious home is in our daily life? Look, throw the peel scraps into the dustbin and classify the garbage; No spitting; Protect flowers and trees and don't trample them at will; Don't talk loudly in public places; Cross the street and take the crosswalk, stop at the red light and follow the traffic rules; On June 5438+0.25 this year, the snowstorm in the south cut off the way for relatives to go home for the New Year. However, it's not that relatives have better care and friendship than relatives. 5. 12 An earthquake of magnitude 8.0 occurred in Wenchuan, Sichuan. Disaster always touches people's hearts. Everyone is United, generous, rich and has made great efforts. It's really that one side is in trouble, and all directions support it ... Everyone is welcoming the Olympics, stressing civilization, building a new style and offering love, and a harmonious home is around us!
Harmony is a song. Listen, there are melodious morning exercise music in the garden of the community, the powerful voice of "unity is strength" in the singing field, the sound of reading floating over the campus, the cheers and cheers on the sports field. These are intertwined. Isn't a beautiful and harmonious symphony playing?
Harmony is a painting. You see, in the library, people are immersed in the ocean of knowledge, quiet, no quarrel, no fight, how harmonious and peaceful! In the classroom, the students are listening attentively to the teacher's lecture, having a cordial conversation between teachers and students, and having a heated debate among students. So freehand brushwork! In spring, the grass is lush and the flowers are overflowing. Walk around and lift your legs when you play, and the harmonious picture will be more colorful.
Harmony is a cup of tea. Inside the cup are students who study hard, and the teacher's gaze is reflected outside the cup. I picked up the green tea, tasted it gently, took a deep breath and had a sweet aftertaste.
Harmony is a kind of experience, a kind of enjoyment and a kind of emotional fusion. When you fall, people smile and help you up; We silently support you when you are helpless. A few words of comfort and a few encouraging eyes will make you remember it for a lifetime.
Harmony is a landscape, which is always displayed in front of people.
Farmers working in the field, busy workers in the workshop, angels in white saving the wounded and dying in the hospital, beautician cleaning the city on the road, engineer imparting knowledge in the school ... different positions and different values, but it is these different values that condense into a force-the whole society can operate harmoniously. Harmony is the arc formed by the backbone of parents' hard work all their lives, as beautiful as rainbow bridge; Harmony is the sweat dripping from teachers' efforts to spread civilization, as crystal clear as pearls; Harmony is the passion of soldiers to defend the motherland, as gorgeous as the sunset glow ... Harmony is tolerance, harmony is understanding, harmony is dedication, and harmony shines everywhere in human civilization.
Clouds swept across the sky, dispersing the emptiness of the sky and expanding the space of clouds; Lily blooms in the garden, adding vitality to the garden and dispersing the fragrance of lily; Birds build nests in big trees, which makes them full of vitality. Birds get a happy paradise. Everything in the world paints a harmonious picture of nature in different forms, so that every creature will not feel lonely because it is integrated with the whole nature. Harmony always keeps the beautiful nature!
Every friend here, let's get together-every friendship and care, every trace of happiness and hope ... to make our society more civilized and beautiful; Let our Shanghai and our hometown-Nanhui and Zhu Qiao have bluer sky, greener land and clearer water.
Harmony is a beautiful landscape.
3. The scenery
Some people say that life in grade three is a cup of black coffee. When you add milk, you will get a complete taste. Add sugar, and you get sweetness. Life in Grade Three is a beautiful scenery, which is composed of the joy and sweat of every Grade Three student and every teacher. Walking into the campus in the morning, I saw that the classroom on the fourth floor of the empty teaching building was full of students. Everyone is holding a book and staring at the blackboard. They listened to the teacher carefully. Occasionally, when they are tired, they bow their heads slightly for a while and immediately raise their heads. The pen kept rubbing on the paper and copying notes quickly, for fear of missing any important test sites. The students' faces all have the expression of listening carefully. "This class is mine." "You haven't returned the class you borrowed from me last time!" Before approaching the classroom, I heard the argument mixed with laughter. Listen carefully, it is a unique Chongming accent and the usual "that word". It seems that the math teacher and the physics teacher are fighting for classes again. The third day is tight, the teacher is anxious, and usually good colleagues have become "competitors." Every teacher wants to give us one more lesson, even if it's to rob the class. At this time, we sat in our seats and looked at this "war without smoke" as if nothing had happened. This funny scene really made us laugh. This is a different kind of scenery in junior high school life. And we don't know the teacher's painstaking efforts. In the third grade, the teacher works from five to nine like us. They also have their own children at home, and some of them are even senior three. They will face the college entrance examination, but the teachers stick to their posts and put us first. How much they have paid for us, we all see in our eyes and remember in our hearts. "ah!" Brave and strong, they tried their best on the playground, dragging the rope, gnashing their teeth, twisting their faces, and their hands were worn out, but they still refused to let go. Cheerleaders shouted, "Come on! Come on! " I can't wait to rush up and help. This is the last sports meeting of grade three. Because we don't want to leave regrets, we are all trying to earn the final honor for the class and sweating like rain. Then there is the last market. On the playground, we work together, sell things, collect money, shout and solicit customers. Everyone tries to raise more money for the class. This is the most United scenery in junior high school life. On the way back from the last spring outing, noisy crying accompanied by karaoke singing in the car, and we didn't want to leave, which was the most touching scenery in our junior high school life. When we are about to leave, it is definitely a beautiful scenery to look back at the busy life in the third grade: unity and enterprising. With our real sweat, tears, efforts and joy, we turned that cup of black coffee into a cup of rich milk coffee, weaving a most beautiful scenery. .