Composition for the second year of high school: A moment is eternity, 400 words (for personal use)

?Eternity is the freeze-frame of light and shadow on the canvas. There are many beautiful moments in life. I have collected and compiled some "400-word essay for the sophomore year of high school: A moment is eternity (for personal use)". Everyone is welcome to read. Hope it helps everyone. High school sophomore composition "A moment is eternity" 400 words (for personal use) (Part 1)

There is such a kind of possession called loss, such a kind of concealment called strength, such a kind of liquid called tears... But In the end, these kind of poignant euphemisms will still sink in the flowing water called time... Life is so ups and downs, floating around, why on earth are we still looking for the so-called direction of life? Why do people always succumb to this? Under the simple and blank fate, I have worked hard all my life to fade away in the end...

Now, I only know that one moment is called eternity.

This beautiful season has passed. Those leaves turn yellow and fall, vigorously but quietly, just like the passing of time. Yesterday's flashy happiness and brilliant smile passed by me in an instant. Scattered hurried figures, numb eyes, false smiles, so panic but bright and transparent, looming, spreading out like running water and fireworks, and then leaving only faint traces, gradually becoming forgotten.

Everything seems to have settled before it even started. Because it's just a moment. Thinking of so many chaotic and beautiful past, many wonderful and indescribable feelings welled up in my heart... Perhaps because of the years of searching and years of waiting, I suddenly realized in an instant that it had long been lost, like the wind, without a trace.

Connecting moments together is eternity. There are regrets in life just because people don't know how to treat moments well. If a person treats every moment he has well, the memories left to him forever will be beautiful.

Like a flower, she knows that she will be disillusioned after she blooms. She still does her best to show her most beautiful side in front of people at the moment of blooming, because she knows that she She only has a moment. If she doesn't grasp it well, her life will be ruined. A moment of neglect may lead to a lifetime of regrets.

Human beings are not like grass and trees, and neither are flowers. Why can’t people do it?

Don’t forget to appreciate the scenery along the way just because you only knew how to drive. If you leave that moment of stopping and watching, you may miss a lot. Passing by for a moment becomes a regret.

Even if the distance is forever, don’t leave any regrets along the way. Maybe something will be born - a miracle! Essay on Eternity in a Second Grade, 400 words (for personal use) (Part 2)

On the long road, only the crisp camel bells can’t stop urging us; under the rolling clouds, only the bright flags proudly point to the sky. The endless desert is just a wisp of solitary smoke; the buzzing of vultures indicates that there are still Huns in the north.

He was an envoy of the Han Dynasty. He came with the majesty and majesty of the Han Dynasty, but he never thought that his subordinates would be implicated in the conspiracy. When he heard that the matter was exposed and his life was at risk, his eyes suddenly turned gloomy. Not for his own life, but because he didn't want the Han emperor to be killed in his own hands - so the Han emperor's envoy still preferred death to surrender after suffering all the humiliation, and he was finally sent to Beihai.

The chilling air was bone-chillingly cold. He ate grass and drank snow, and his shabby robe could no longer keep him warm, but he still insisted on living. His frozen hands could not help caressing the envoy, but the sparse signals could not convey a trace of warmth. He lamented that when he bid farewell to Chang'an's singing and dancing career, he realized that there were many obstacles in the way, but he never thought that his life would be frozen in this desolate black spot forever, and the only thing that was bright and eye-catching was the long banner.

He has silver hair and white beard, but his eyes are full of joy. His left hand is holding the knot of the polished pole tightly, and the reins in his right hand are leading him to gallop towards his hometown. When he stepped through the gate of Chang'an City, he was immediately relieved. Nineteen years of poverty may seem like a long time, but they are not as real as this moment of joy. And the torture that he thought was "eternal" left him in an instant with just a silhouette. He understood that it was not the time that dominated his life. No matter how long and unbearable it was, it would only be equivalent to a moment when he looked back.

The people from his hometown mingled on the side of the road, looking at the old, thin and dilapidated envoy with admiration and admiration in their hearts.

"As a minister serves the king, a son serves his father and his son. The son will be hated by his father for his death." These were the last words he left to the Huns. In this, I don’t know how much bitterness and determination he contains, "the wind and frost festival is gone, and the sun and moonlight hang in my heart." He wanted heaven and earth to bear witness to his bold loyalty and silent love.

His name was Su Wu, and he died at eighty.

Is the time of eighty years too short compared with the long official list? This kind of pride has already been recorded in history. And does this momentary life also have its eternal value?

Surprise, the eternal Su Wu, it is the grass roots and ice and snow that have engraved his unwavering faith; sigh, the eternal Su Wu, it is the waiting and waiting that have written his awe-inspiring righteousness!

Such a tragic situation, is it a tragic song or a heroic song? But no matter what, I have understood that in one's life, "eternity" is actually equal to "moment".

The long journey, whether it is sad or happy, bumpy or smooth, is all a color of life. In the end, what you see is just the gorgeous and colorful pictures, and the moment is the same as eternity. Life cannot be evergreen, and flowers will eventually fall when they bloom, but the blooming of that season is enough to be remembered and will never fade. Composition for the second grade of high school: "A moment is eternity" 400 words (for personal use) (Part 3)

The shooting star cuts through the sky and passes by, but its beauty, although it is only a moment, becomes an eternal memory.

Although certain people and certain things around us give us happiness only for a moment, the feeling of happiness has been deeply imprinted in our hearts and will never be forgotten.

A moment of smile, a moment of greeting, a moment of cheer, a moment of beauty, a moment of happiness will make us remember deeply and unforgettably.

Sometimes, the moment is actually better than the lasting, and the lasting things are often not so beautiful. The short passing of the meteor has a unique meaning. If the meteor no longer passes so fast, then it will The meaning will not be so unique. Perhaps, it is equivalent to an ordinary cloud in the sky, so ordinary that people will not be surprised by its appearance.

When a young eagle soars for the first time, it often only takes a moment, but that moment determines the fate of its entire life. If you fly, you will hit the sky; if you cannot fly, you will fall into the abyss. Everything is in your own hands. The moment it took off, its fate was decided and formed into eternity.

Epiphyllum blooms in the middle of the night. Although it only stays for a moment and then withers quietly, its fragrance can linger in people's hearts for a long time; the sun jumps out of the sea level. Although it only lasts for a very short time, in the eyes of photographers Under the hands of others, its magnificence can be frozen forever...

People say that "one slip will lead to eternal hatred." Although it was just an accidental slip, the momentary slip was enough to list It has entered the history of humiliation in our lives and formed eternal hatred.

When we look back for a moment, we will accidentally find a trace of white hair on our parents’ heads, and we can’t help but feel touched. At such a moment of looking back, time stops and will never pass away. What we gained with love White hair travels through time and space for thousands of years. In an instant, it becomes eternity.

Youth is short but beautiful. Everyone has youth. Although the good time of youth is short, it has become the most meaningful time in life. It is the transition period in our life and gives us An extraordinary life experience. Youth cannot be squandered.

Many memories are just a moment, but it is that moment that forms an eternal moment. Composition for the second grade of high school: "A moment is eternity" 400 words (for personal use) (Part 4)

Na Yingge said: You will never understand my sadness, just like the day does not understand the darkness of night, just like the eternal burning sun does not understand The waxing and waning of the moon. Black, as if there is no end to the abyss, as if eternity has no end. If I go towards it, I feel that there will be no recovery. It seems that it cannot be used, but he is a person with infinite wisdom, not a soulless thing or a life without dignity. What's more, he is the supreme Lord, born with a noble temperament, deep and elusive, beautiful Mysterious but infinitely dangerous, black is black, no matter what the world says, he will always be unique.

Qin Shanghei respected black, also known as Xuan. Qin only allowed the royal family to wear black, and Xuan clothes were added to show his extraordinary status. I admire Qin Shihuang for his unique vision and respect for the mysterious. In my opinion, he is more majestic than the golden dragon robe, and has the depth, wisdom and calmness of a generation of emperors. The golden color is as dazzling as the sun, eternally burning, supreme, and a panoramic view of the world. , but even though it is as dazzling as the sun, when the night comes, the light is finished. The night uses black to smooth the yellow and hot sunlight into a soft and graceful moonlight, as milky as jade, which dampens the sun's violence and makes it as soft and beautiful as a beautiful lady. , some people may say that as soon as the sun rises, blackness disappears without a trace, but I seem to feel that blackness is hidden in shadows. Where there is light, there must be shadows. Qie Hei is not limited to mere trivial things. He is the vast universe, the huge curtain behind the boundless stars, sun and moon. The sun only illuminates a solar system, and the blackness of the universe contains it. Moreover, black is more inclusive than any other color, and no color can be as broad-minded as black. In optics, black absorbs all light and becomes black. White, on the other hand, reflects all the light to become white. This is doomed to the great inclusiveness of black. Any stains, stains seem to just add to the black background, and sometimes there is no conflict, but white is the complete opposite. No stain can stand in white. It must be pure and flawless, otherwise it will lose its essence. Beauty, which is determined by inclusive differences. Black is a more sensible way of tolerance. From the perspective of the universe, there is a magical thing called a black hole. It seems to be able to absorb everything. Even light cannot escape. It encompasses everything and swallows everything. The energy of black is always calm and profound, lifeless. , but gives people a stronger sense of suffocation.

He loves to play chess with others, and his preference for the dark night gives people an inexplicable feeling. Hei also makes me hate and love him at the same time. I feel that he is a contradiction in himself, which makes people don’t know how to describe it.

I prefer the night because whenever night falls, if you don’t follow the world and indulge in the feasting and feasting, the night can give you a peace that cannot be given during the day. Find a place to sit or lie down peacefully and feel The rest of all things in the dark night is different from the activity during the day. It is a silent understanding and a rest of the soul. At this time, the natural fire will promote your sleep with a pure and gentle appearance, soothe you and get close to you. I always I feel that the sleepless city is a sad result of social development. It makes people extend the day, shorten the night, and cannot enjoy the tranquility calmly. This is a great sadness. Many people hide themselves in black, take off all disguises in the long night, and smile at themselves with their original appearance, the most natural plain clothes. No one will laugh at your shortcomings, and the night will hold you in its arms. Tears are pure. Even if they fall, they will be gently stored for you. Night has become the only vulnerable place for many people to return to themselves.

I am also afraid of the night. If the heart is afraid, the night will become a phantom. Because the night gives you space for your own reverie, it also gives you a knife, a sharp knife. If you think wrongly or crookedly, you will fall into a dark pool with no boundaries and be unable to extricate yourself. Black gives you a pair of black eyes, and also gives you a black heart hidden in the depths. In the long dark night, it doesn't matter if you think right; if you get entangled, I'm afraid it will be another sleepless night. As long as people Haunted by worries, Hei became a shackle, fearing that his arrival would only add to the emptiness. I always feel that many psychological problems are also caused by black people. In this way, you might as well light a candle on the table, preferably Xiaomi light, orange, sit cross-legged, sort out all the entanglements in the candlelight, and think of all the problems that trouble you. You can think to yourself, or you can turn to a candle. It will listen to everything you say and give you comfort in your heart. As long as you think clearly and speak out, you will feel that someone understands you and you will feel relaxed. Don't worry that Hei will be angry, he will be tolerant and can ignite the candlelight of your hope, because he can tolerate you even if you are useless.

Black is black, he exists and he is not there. When you are lonely, you feel that he is everywhere, then borrow his arms and calm down to understand everything. It is wrong and wrong, but we have tried. High school sophomore composition "A moment is eternity" 400 words (for personal use) (Part 5)

The moment when the fireworks bloom is as brilliant as a lamp; the moment when a short-lived flower appears is as bright as the moonlight; the moment when the cherry blossoms fall, it is like a dream Romantic! Fireworks are easy to get cold, epiphyllums are easy to wither, and cherry blossoms are easy to scatter! But they emit the most brilliant brilliance in their short life! In an instant, they are full of youthfulness and brilliance. A short life, because of hard work, struggle, and hard work, lights up the darkness, melts the ice and snow, and warms the world!

Maybe the road ahead is still very long, but if we don’t struggle today , How can we see the beauty, fragrance and prosperity of the future if we don’t work hard and cherish it? Life is very long but also very short! It’s as long as a long night and as short as a fleeting moment! Cherish paper and have self-discipline to force yourself to write well, and create desperate situations to force yourself to read. Cross the wall, limit the paper and force yourself to write beautiful essays! All in order to cherish today and work hard; in order to use your short life to show a more beautiful, warmer and more brilliant romantic glow! The moment of youth is wonderful for this!

The sand on the battlefield flew unbridled in the wind, blowing on the soldiers who were defending their homes and country, but they still stood guarding the border like statues. Lord Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times! War once dyed Lian Po's hair white, took away Li Guang's energy, and plotted Yue Fei's life. But they still regard death as home, guarding the border and the motherland like the Great Wall. The blood reflects the battlefield red and dyes the river red, like the flowers on the other side of the road illuminated by fire!

That is the love of the ancients for the country, the love for the nation, and the love for the people! It is a kind of Wen Tianxiang The national integrity of "No one has died since ancient times, and his loyalty will be remembered by history"! The war ruthlessly took away their lives, the wind and sand indifferently buried their bones, and time indifferently erased their memories. Their lives are short but long because of guarding the border. Their lives are boring but exciting because of defending their homes and country. Their blood is like the flowers on the other side of the road illuminated by fire: bright, poignant, and passionate. Even if they are ruthlessly crushed by the cold wheel of time, the light blooming in their history will never dim! Like the light of hope at dawn; like the dazzling light in the day; like the warm glow at dusk; like the dark night. The bright moonlight. At that moment, they exuded the most brilliant light in their short lives. A moment of youth can transcend time, space, and life and death. A moment is a lifetime, a moment is eternity.

But how many moments of youth are there in the world? After that moment, it is the body that is getting colder, the flowers that are gradually withering, and the fragrance that is gradually drifting away, no matter how heroic and harmonious it once was. The wonderful things have all gone by and disappeared!

But so what? At the moment of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there was the prosperity of a hundred schools of thought contending; the moment the Qin Dynasty was established, there was a situation of unification of the world; the moment the Sui Dynasty appeared , but established the imperial examination system for capable men and wise men to serve the motherland. But behind this, there is so much hard work, hard work, and sweat...

But after hard work, struggle, and struggle, it is no longer ordinary.

We have the wonderful and brilliant youth in an instant!

We cannot go back to the past, nor can we jump to the future. All we can grasp is the present! If you are not willing to live an ordinary life, work hard! Friends who are not willing to lag behind, strive Come on! When you were young, you were like the rising sun. Only by giving this winter a little more warmth at noon when you can still emit light and heat can you be more brilliant, romantic and regret-free at dusk!

Author: Xiao Xintong, a sophomore in high school, wrote a 400-word essay on "Eternity in a Moment" (for personal use) (Part 6)

In the early morning, the faint dawn shone on the earth, and a camphor tree swayed in the wind... …

I remember that when I first moved into this home, there was nothing in front of the door, but I didn’t know when a small seedling grew. Until one day...

“Boom” and a heavy rain poured down. Next, I was calm and relaxed at home, but I didn't know that there was a struggle for life outside the window. It was a sapling, thin and tender, growing in a clearing. Many people trample on it arbitrarily in order to take shortcuts. Under the brisk footsteps, one plant after another is sleeping. Of course, my "contribution" is also included in this. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the window. I was startled and raised my head. What? I saw that a branch of the small tree was chopped off, and I lowered my head in despair. A few weeks later, I was surprised to find that the little tree had grown back to its original shape. I stood in front of the window and stared quietly. How much effort did it take to withstand the raging blows of wind and rain and the ruthless destruction of people? I took a closer look and found that although it had grown new branches, its fragile roots were exposed to the soil. It seems to be drying up. At this time, two boys came running up and down, but they accidentally stepped on the tree and broke off the only "nutrient source" of the tree. I was suddenly surprised, as if I could see the small tree slowly drying up in the future. No, I can't bear it! All lives have sacrificed everything for survival, only to be destroyed under people's easy trampling. No! I can't just let it lose the hope of life!

I ran downstairs quickly, gently smoothed its roots, sprinkled it with nutrient soil, poured some water, and carefully planted it Righteous. At this time, looking at it, I seemed to see a thriving future. I believe that it will grow well and become an eternal landscape...

Every day in the future, I will take a look at it when I get home from school, and water and fertilize it from time to time. People gradually No more destruction. At this time, it is growing bigger and bigger, its branches are squeezing each other, side by side, holding hands, seeming to have infinite power. In the morning, it wakes up early and stretches out its branches; at dusk, its leaves reflect the rays of the setting sun and extend infinitely forward, as if opening up a new path for us. In spring, it stretches out its branches like powerful arms, tall and straight; in summer, it opens its dense leaves like a big umbrella, spreading dense shade to the world. It sometimes emits bursts of fragrance, prevents insects and flies, and drives away mosquitoes and flies, bringing us a better life. Many children also love to play under the tree. No matter when, spring, summer, autumn or winter, I see this scene after scene, my heart warms, I am happy for this tree and myself.

It grows silently, and no matter how long it takes, it persists forever, using its own strength to protect this small land. Its branches seem to be still extending, extending forever... It is strong, upward, and in me With the help of others, growing up vigorously, and finally selflessly serving people, isn't this the kind of spirit we need?

Its beauty, the beauty of the scenery, is eternal, this is the beauty of nature, hard work The beauty of dedication, the beauty of dedication...

Life is full of scenery. In the early morning, the camphor tree became an eternal scenery, which moved me and made me grow...