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Essay, integrity, 480 words

1. Flying is beautiful (Essay)

Look at the eagle, flapping its broad and powerful wings, soaring into the sky. From time to time, there were one or two sharp screams. The screams were so powerful that they kept echoing in the air. It also echoes in my ears. It gives people a kind of power, and its momentum makes people feel awe. This is a beauty. This was the first time I saw a real eagle.

When I think back to the eagles I saw on TV that had been brutally killed, they are completely different from the eagles I saw. The dead eagle no longer has any aura, no longer makes people feel awe, and its beauty is out of the question.

At this time, I feel that flying is beautiful. The eagle I see now is really beautiful!

When I was in biology class, I looked at the butterfly specimen. It had no life at all, but the flying butterfly, bathed in the sun, was beautiful and changing, which was confusing. Flying is really beautiful!

After a long time, I saw a dancer on TV. She dances softly on the inside but steely on the outside. She showed off every bit of the skills she had practiced hard in the audience. Look at her expression, she is confident and full of charm, and her smile is as sweet as honey. She is trying her best to express herself. At this moment, it is the most beautiful, just like the flying butterfly. But in her past, no one had ever paid attention to her. Because she didn't fly, she just stood rigidly on the stage and danced that rigid dance. But now, she flew up, and the dance flew up with her and came to life.

Flying is beautiful. In this case, let us all fly and let everyone be beautiful.

2. Essay

In a dream. It is the continuous drizzle and seems to be the dead old friend.

In the long darkness, I chanted repeatedly.

On that day of a certain month of a certain year.

Traveling through what seemed like a century of light.

Next, there is endless darkness.

However, I am still your watcher, with no ending and no beginning.

I have begun to get used to telling you all the things I encounter.

You, of course, include many,

The sadness and laughter that gather in my heart and opinions,

We depend on each other.

I really can’t imagine how I would go on without you in the future.

Indeed, I am such a person who is unwilling to be mediocre and unwilling to accept fate.

When a person dies, perhaps the God of Death asked him whether he wanted to go to heaven or hell.

Of course, that is just a literary statement.

That is also a choice,

You may not understand, in this vast life,

It is you who chooses life, or life chooses you.

No answer.

In life, there are two types of people,

One type is,

who reads vulgar romance novels all day long and fantasizes about a certain day. chance encounter in life.

A plot from an unknown novel or soap opera.

I hope that one day God will not have eyes and suddenly money and happiness will fall from the sky.

It is like living in a cocoon of dreams all day long, living a mediocre life,

Living in a dream that I have made up for myself,

Commonly known as , daydream. < /p>

Or, they regard the thoughts of any ordinary person as ridiculous,

but don’t know that they already exist in people’s imagination like the Hanging Gardens of Babylon,

It has a false name, and has long been lost in history and submerged in the sea of ????people.

Ridiculous creatures without emotions.

One day I also lost my direction.

Of course, most people around me do not fall into these two categories.

This has to be attributed to people’s friendship categories.

We have always been caught between the two.

I have always been very optimistic about my own ideological level.

I know that is called pride and self-esteem. love.

But I really believe in myself.

I didn't go too far in the wrong direction.

After posting a lot of emotions, there is a little sunshine,

The obscure Qingming Festival has arrived in this week of rain and rain,

nest Watching poetry recitations about Qingming on the sofa,

I like that stuff.

Going home in the afternoon,

It’s this favorite moment again.

5 o'clock. The sky is so beautiful,

The long floating clouds have washed away the leaden flowers.

After careful observation, I found that the clouds were moving.

It turns out that there are some things that don’t seem to change.

Things that I thought were eternal and solid,

I thought they would never

Things that change,

change unconsciously

The same is true for people,

unexpectedly, < /p>

Embrace those unknown touches, maybe there are some things you can never think of,

The ending that you can’t even think of,

becomes So ridiculous,

This is life,

The shadows of summer are mottled.

I don’t know.

Will this summer be as long as in previous years?

It’s like there’s no end.

3. Feeling Essay

It is already the first day of August, and I have just started writing an essay. The past month has really flown by, and I haven’t left a few interesting things that I will definitely remember!

Speaking of the happiest day I had, it was the day I finished other homework! That day there was an indescribable feeling of letting go of a heavy burden. So I went outside to play all afternoon. Haha, although the weather is relatively hot, I don’t really care. Taking a bath in the stream is so comfortable. It washes away fatigue and stress. What a wonderful enjoyment!

It happened to be Sunday, and the TV programs were particularly rich. Unfortunately, something happened in an instant. All the electrical appliances in the house stopped working - there was a power outage. My mood is so complicated. Why do you want to turn off the radio on a hot day? It makes me so hot that I panic! But there is nothing we can do. Who told us that China is short of electricity?

How to arrange the afternoon on a hot day now? I was thinking, and suddenly I heard a knock on the door. My elementary school classmates came. He suggested... This suggestion is both cool and fun! ! There are many "prawns" in the stream at the foot of the mountain.

We picked up our tools and "ran" towards the foot of the mountain. There is no blazing sun or noisy noise at the foot of the mountain. What a nice place.

The harvest in one afternoon was really not small. We caught a lot of shrimps. We forgot about it for half of the hot day. This method is really good for dealing with the hot weather during power outages. I don’t know why there haven’t been any power outages since that day. Maybe the Ningbo area is not short of electricity. Not quite sure why.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and I’m really worried about another power outage! But I can still cope with the power outage!

In this way, a month passed quickly. Everything was so calm and peaceful. I completely let go of the burden of study and life. I took a good rest for a month, but I didn’t forget Open the book and read it occasionally!