The wind is gentle, the island is quiet ... Standing on the island, I look at the vast sea of people, within reach, out of reach. A sea of people, moving and lively, can not be completely quiet for a moment. I can hear chirping every minute. It looks boring, but I hope I can blend in with them and become one of them. The fate of the island doomed me to be lonely, lonely and lonely all my life ... I longed for excitement, so I fled the island. Even at the cost of losing an eye, I still go forward without hesitation. I naively thought that as long as I escaped from the island, I could get out of loneliness and live a colorful life I had been longing for for for a long time ... but the reality was always cruel ... I walked into the crowd and opened my only eyes. I prefer to talk to those people, but as long as I get close to them, they will run away, just like I do to an island. I didn't care at first, because there were so many things that made me curious. Slowly, my curiosity faded. I found that loneliness attacked me again. So far, I haven't really talked to the so-called people, but others have been calling me crazy, cyclops and so on. Although I don't care on the surface, my lonely heart is sad for a touch ... so-called human words can be said. Finally, I fled back to the island, I lost an eye ... the wind is still light, and the island is still quiet. I felt the island with my heart, and loneliness turned into wonderful music ... loneliness, loneliness, loneliness ... I murmured that a drop of salty water dripped from the corner of my eye ... The road that never gives up is the road that people can set foot on forever. However, what I never gave up was my study. With the passage of time, I learned to care about people around me, to understand others, to learn what commitment is, and to focus on my studies. Looking back on the second day of junior high school, I was shocked to find that I was not diligent. Although I am often praised by my teachers in class, I don't feel any happiness in my life at all. What the teacher saw was mine. The saddest thing is that they never found out that I would be as fun as a poor student. I don't like learning. I always look at the physical training of junior three students with a cheeky smile every day, and I always feel that physical training is not terrible. On this day, I really realized the hard work of the junior three students at that time. "Your physical training doesn't suit me, so don't think about me." The smiling tiger finally appeared, which was really disturbing and kind. Maybe it's the influence of the environment. I suddenly feel nervous about my study. British romantic Shelley once said, "If spring comes, can winter be far behind?" But I want to say, "If hell comes, will heaven?" Isn't the third grade hell? I know when I can go to that heaven. I don't want to easily decide whether the study in grade three is "bitter" or "comfortable", but I will get through it anyway. I can't stay in this place and I can't throw it away. I have formed the habit of saying "I can do it" to myself every day. Perhaps this is an encouragement to myself, and it is this habit that has taught me to be optimistic. I can only concentrate on my studies. I can't be as hypocritical as Grade One-as playful as Grade Two. In my eyes, I only have to learn this unknown object. The night is silent, and tonight I am tired in bed. I can't forget those damn physics problems. I like studying when I want to write a known mathematical proof problem. I know I can't put it in an important position in my study career. I must always put it first in my heart. This is not a constraint, but just a habit. It turned out that it didn't give me a pan-flavor, but it made me feel gratified. Others can't do it, but I do it well and have a lot of envious eyes. Isn't this what learning gave me? At least my life cannot be lifeless. My life is inseparable from study, both inside and outside the classroom. What I learned is the truth of life, the material of my writing and the object of my painting. I can't give up learning, learning will accompany me! Three crying sometimes feels very strong, so strong that I don't remember the feeling of crying, I don't know the bitterness of tears, and sometimes I feel very fragile, so fragile that the smallest details will make me burst into tears. A friend said that when he left home for school, he cried, and his parents cried badly because they could not bear to be separated. Another friend said that when he left home for the first time, he and his parents also cried. At that time, my father was driving, but for safety, he stopped by the side of the road and cried, and then continued on his way. Always touching, even touching. I remember my father came to pick me up after the military training. From my father's face, I heard the taste of missing, felt the warmth of my family and began to feel something was wrong. I was quiet all the way, until I went home to ask my brother how things were at home and learned that everything was all right. Everyone expressed their feelings in different ways. It's not that you don't want to hurt without crying. Many things are hanging by a thread, which is very subtle. Whether I want to cry or laugh, it is natural. Everything depends on my own ideas. In this way, I am quietly writing my inner story in a hidden corner, and everything is so natural and beautiful. . . Third, taste the value of life. What is life? Like sour grapes? As bitter as herbs? As hot as a green pepper? Sweet as honey? I don't know, all I know is that many people long for life. The value of life lies in people's taste and pursuit of life. Even if the life we pursue is as sour as a grape mountain, we can appreciate its sweetness from its crystal; Even if we don't want life to be as hard as herbs, as long as we endure temporary pain in the bitter taste of good medicine, we will be cured of evil diseases; Even if the life we pursue is as poisonous as a green pepper, the strong taste is a symbol of enthusiasm and prosperity; Even if we long for life to be as sweet as honey, it is so sweet that it is boring. In a word, life embodies the taste of ups and downs. As long as you savor it carefully, you will find the meaning of life. "Fish live in water and die in water; Grass grows in the soil and dies in the soil; Born in Tao, died in Tao. " This is the best interpretation of life and death. "People who know life and love it are happy." This is the heartfelt words to understand the true meaning of life. "Don't look at the past with sentimental eyes, because the past will never come back. The smartest way is to deal with your present-it is in your hands, and you should meet your dream future with the spirit of an upright person. " This is Longfellow's famous saying. "If the prime of life no longer comes, it will be difficult to get up in the morning." This is a solemn warning from those who cherish time. "I think people can live an interesting and beneficial life in every period. Instead of wasting our lives, we should be able to say,' We have done what I can'. People can only ask us to do this. Only in this way can we have a little happiness. I have only one life, and it is quite short. Why don't I say to myself,' We did everything we could? "Life can't be twice, but many people are not good at spending it once. We move forward steadily step by step and never resist the heavy burden given to us by life. We are brave people. At the moment when we suddenly look back, life will inevitably give us a fair answer and another happy mood. At that time, the mountains and water returned to the mountains and water, and life has passed. What a beautiful autumn. During World War II, a young man was leaving his fiancee because he wanted to join the army. Before leaving, he always asked her to meet under a big tree. Because of work, men are late every time. Every time they are late, they will say shyly, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." And her fiancee always smiled and said to him, "fortunately, I didn't wait long." "At first, the man believed it, but once he arrived on time and deliberately waited for an hour to walk there. Unexpectedly, the girl smiled and said the same thing. Only then did he know that no matter how late he was, she always lied to him gently in order not to embarrass him. Later, he was sent to join the army, fearing that he would walk for several years or make an appointment with her when he came back. If he couldn't find the other person when he came back, he would remember to wait under that big tree. Time flies, 20 years later, the boy didn't come back-because when he was abroad, he was unfortunately hit by explosives and lost his memory. It was not until more than ten years passed that he inadvertently recovered his memory, but he was married abroad and he believed that his fiancee thought he was dead. After another five years, his wife died, and he returned to the motherland with a uneasy heart. Thinking of that unforgettable old love, he took a taxi to Dashu the first day after he got off the plane. He was greeted by a bustling shopping street, and his heart was broken before he fully approached. Where is the big tree? His only memory was divided. He stayed where he was for a while, thinking it was time to go, when he suddenly saw a vendor not far away. So he thinks it's better to buy a pack of cigarettes. He went up to the vendor and asked for a pack of cigarettes. The vendor squatting on the ground slowly raised his head. At the moment when their eyes met, he could see clearly that the old woman who was setting up a stall was his ex-fiancee, and his eyes were full of tears. In a flash, he figured out the answer: she must be afraid that I won't find her when I come back, and I don't know when I will come back, so she set up a stall for me in this place. He didn't know what to say, but whispered to her, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Unexpectedly, she still gave him a smile and gently replied, "Well, I didn't wait long. "I am old. When I am old, I am not the same person. Please understand me, so I am a little patient. When I spill vegetable soup on my clothes, when I forget how to tie my shoelaces, please think about how I taught you by hand. Please listen to me patiently and don't interrupt me when I repeat what you are tired of listening to over and over again. When you were young, I had to repeat the story I told a thousand times until you fell asleep. Please don't blame me when I need you to help me take a bath. Remember when I was a child, I tried my best to coax you to take a bath? Please don't laugh at me when I am at a loss about new technology and new things. Think about how I patiently answered your every "why". When my legs are tired and I can't walk, please lend me your strong young hand and help me. Just like I helped you when you learned to walk as a child. When I suddenly forget the topic of our conversation, please give me some time to think back. Actually, as far as I'm concerned, it doesn't matter what I talk about. As long as you can listen to me, I will be satisfied. Please don't be sad when you look at me. Understand me and support me, just as I did to you when you first learned how to live. At the beginning, I guided you to the road of life. Now, please accompany me to finish the last leg. Give me your love and patience, and I will repay you with a grateful smile, which embodies my infinite love for you. Life is more exciting because of setbacks. In this life school, frustration is a compulsory course. This course has increased our courage; Strengthened our will; It strengthens our faith and makes us stronger, braver and more optimistic ... I have such personal experience. I like folk music and pipa. When I first learned, I encountered many setbacks, big and small. These setbacks almost crushed me, and I was ready to give up the pipa. When I was disheartened, a successful performance on the stage made me well received by many people. I smiled, this success made me understand the beauty of setbacks, and understood that if there were no setbacks in life, life would be as dull as a glass of boiled water; If there are no setbacks in life, like an endless desert without any ups and downs, what is the meaning of life? Perhaps, you are still shaking your head, and these words can't convince you, so please look at Beethoven. Beethoven was deaf in both ears. You know, musicians lose their hearing just like drivers lose their eyes. However, he endured the pain, inspired himself with the words "I will hold my fate by the throat and never let it make me yield", and continued to struggle in the field of music. He created the immortal Ninth Symphony ... which not only made his life have a wonderful melody, but also brought a wonderful feeling of life and beauty to people who like music all over the world. Sima Qian wrote historical records in prison; Wu Cheng'en suffered many setbacks in the imperial examination, but he didn't give up and wrote The Journey to the West. Pu Songling, who was frustrated all his life and lived in poverty, created China's famous collection of short stories in classical Chinese, Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio. Under the persecution of the dark forces, Lu Xun can still write household names "Wandering" and "Scream" ... and ostrovsky, who is completely paralyzed, and his "How Steel was Tempered"; Paalmann, the violin prince who has been disabled for life because of polio ... These living examples are presented to you, do you still shake your head? Do you still think that setbacks are just obstacles to your progress? In fact, life is like the sea, and setbacks are like waves in the sea, giving the sea grandeur and mystery; Life is like the blue sky, and setbacks are like white clouds in the blue sky, dotted with stars, but full of the sky; Life is like a blank sheet of paper, frustration is like a brush, which paints a beautiful picture for this blank sheet of life; Life is a sport, and frustration is the beating notes and beautiful music played in this sport ... If you choose the blue sky, don't long for sunny weather; If you choose land, don't long for a flat continent; If you choose the ocean, don't rush to be smooth sailing. Let's face setbacks bravely, and life will be more exciting because of setbacks! Life is more exciting because of the internet. In today's highly developed science and technology, the network is recognized by everyone. With the internet, life becomes more exciting. Dad is going on a business trip. We first book air tickets online, and then go to' China Meteorological Network' to check the local weather and outdoor temperature, so as to prepare daily necessities and change clothes. Then go to the websites of local major hotels to see which hotel is more thoughtful and affordable. Then go to the telecommunications bureau to declare a "global communication". Finally, bring QQ and laptop, so that you can contact your company or family anytime and anywhere. Dad only needs to use the internet to "arm himself to the teeth", so it is convenient and efficient to travel, and important things can be done in a few days. There is something wrong with my homework. I surf the internet and input questions into the computer. In less than 2 minutes, the network teacher who was far away from me in Qianshan gave me the correct answer. When writing, when there is no inspiration, go online to read other people's excellent articles and learn from their writing methods and materials. I put myself on the internet. I made a very personalized personal homepage for myself, which contains my files, essays, excellent articles and my collection, and I can put whatever I like. You can also communicate with other classmates, friends and netizens in your own forum. I also put our class on the internet. Students can see the recent situation of the class and the photos taken at the class meeting at home without leaving home. Students can also put their own excellent articles and express their views on class work. On the Internet, you can know the news in real time. For example, the US-Iraq war some time ago. And you can know the current situation and the scene of the war at home without going to the position in person. Five minutes ago, the United States launched a missile. Now, you can see the missile launch online. The network has narrowed the distance between people, narrowed the distance between you and me and the world, and made our life more colorful. Life is more exciting because of friendliness. There are many beautiful things in our life. When we do anything, we also hope that it will have a satisfactory ending. But I think life is more exciting because of friendliness. I remember reading an article called > There was a fragment in the article, which made my memory sad. Khufu, a famous American pilot, once flew to Los Angeles. At an altitude of more than 90 meters above the ground, just two engines failed at the same time. Thanks to his superb skills, the plane landed miraculously. Hoover immediately checked the oil used in the plane. As he expected, the repairman used the wrong oil and the other party cried. At this time, Hoover didn't invent that you could do as expected. I want you to help me maintain my plane tomorrow. Since then, Hoover's plane has never broken down, and careless maintenance workers have become conscientious and meticulous. This story is very touching. Although the repairman's mistake almost killed him, Hoover, who is kind-hearted, deeply understands the psychology of the wrongdoer. When the other party suffers from serious mistakes, he is considerate, self-restrained and gives unexpected relief. Restore confidence and self-esteem. This is the great power of friendliness. Imagine, if Hoover angrily reprimanded the repairman, or even held him accountable, it would probably completely ruin him. Obviously, if you treat the same thing with two different attitudes, there will be different endings. Kindness can make big things small and trivial, which is not only good for others, but also good for yourself-Hoover. Dealing with anger and even violence will often bring all kinds of harm, without any benefit. Life is a mirror. When you walk towards it in a friendly way, the person in the mirror walks towards you with a smile. Therefore, life becomes beautiful because of friendliness, and life becomes more exciting because of friendliness. Walking on campus, I remembered a poem by Ai Qing: "I love this land". If I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat: this land hit by the storm, this river of sadness and indignation that will surge on us forever, this angry wind that blows endlessly, and the incomparably gentle dawn from the forest ...-Then I died, and even my feathers rotted in the ground. Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply ... although I don't have the same passion as a poet, I am not in the realm of a poet, but I agree with the poet's point of view-because "I love this land deeply"! I fell in love with it when I came here tired from the far north and stood at the school gate. It was so beautiful and exciting that all my tiredness and tiredness went up in smoke. Walking excitedly on the campus road extending in all directions, I feel like a free bird has found home. I found my own small home in a separate branch and lived in harmony with my roommates. We are striving for progress, and we also share the happiness brought by this land! I like reading my favorite books in a quiet place in the morning-books provided by a place called the library on this land. The fresh air, the fresh flowers and plants, and the gentle singing of birds make me feel like I am in a painting. I like to read some ancient poems at this time, Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Singing Flowers": the fog is thick and the clouds are light, and the golden beast disappears forever. There are heavy cloudy days, and the jade pillow cupboard is cold in the middle of the night. Dongli put the wine on her sleeve after dusk. Don't die? West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers. Li Yu's Night Cry: There is nothing to say when going to the West Building alone, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard looking for clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. Especially the general taste is in my mind ... these poems bring my thoughts back to ancient times, experience the author's mood and enrich my knowledge. Modern novels are also my favorite (Jing M. Guo's "A Dream with Flowers Falling" and other examples). They let me know about society and life. Young people are full of energy, and rich sports activities make me have a healthy body. For example, spell a few more words. Every time I am with my classmates, I always have a flying happiness. Whenever I take part in a group activity, I am always deeply involved in the group. That kind of deep love always gives me an inexplicable excitement, which makes me love everyone in the group more and have a deep attachment to this piece. While enjoying the nourishment brought by this land, a year slipped through my fingers. Unlike lost luggage, it can be found in the lost and found office. Those years that slipped away, even I don't know where I lost them, some slipped away in trivial matters, some slipped away in secluded places where I often went back to the ancient times, and some slipped away in a happy relationship with my classmates ... But everything made me glad that I chose this land, and everything made me happy. In this affectionate land, I draw nutrition, bear the rain and sunshine, and exude the fragrance of people. Deep love is powerless in any words and words. I don't want to say, I know very well that I love this land deeply! After each paragraph, there is always a new beginning. And most of the time, we just don't know that the starting point under our feet is also the end point of the future, just like the starting point of 1500m is also the end point of running for more than three and a half laps, but the mood of starting the game is gone, because the result that everyone didn't know a few minutes ago is already there, and the rest is a foregone conclusion. When the first runner rushed across the finish line and crossed the symbolic line, we should know that flowers and applause have been given to the winner, and our expectations have been dashed at this moment. Although the cheers we had expected sounded, the cheers were not for us, but for the familiar and unfamiliar opponents. Tears welled up in my eyes at this moment. I tried my best, but the result was not satisfactory. Why is this? After a burst of physical numbness, I sat at the end of 1500m and looked at the happy winner not far away. The little flame of hope in my heart that supported me to walk the distance near or far gradually weakened, but at the moment when I was about to despair, it seemed to be beating again, flashing brightly and approaching my heart. As if to inspire me and cheer for me, I clearly heard it say to me, "Failure is also a successful experience, isn't it?" "In an instant, my heart also lit up, and my mouth was full of melody of hope, cheerful and bright. In this way, I looked at the finish line from the starting point, and my eyes seemed to see farther and more thoroughly. In the autumn wind, I stayed at the end of this lonely autumn, looking forward to the next success. I started meditating at the end, at the beginning, of course. Looking at the starting point is also looking at the end point, ushered in a new beginning.