I have a pair of invisible wings to write a composition about fatherly love.

1, I have a pair of invisible wings. I know that I always have a pair of invisible wings, which brings me hope. Many people yearn for the blue sky when they were young, hoping to have a pair of wings that can soar in the sky one day. Gradually, with the growth of age, maybe this fantasy will be forgotten. But in each of us, it seems that we have a pair of wings to chase our dreams. These invisible wings lead us to the light, the future and success through our own efforts. My biggest hobby is photography, which is my invisible wing. 200 1 I first came into contact with the camera when I was in the first grade of primary school, and soon I found that I was deeply fascinated by the camera. Every time I think of the shutter sound, my heart will surge. Gradually, with my maturity, photography came into my life. I didn't really start photography until the year before last. I am obsessed with the process of taking every photo. In the morning, when the sky shines red, most people are still asleep; At night, the bright moon is high in the sky and people are immersed in warm homes. I tend to be stationed in a shooting location at this time. Observe people's beautiful lives quietly, or witness the process from busy to peaceful. It is photography that makes me witness the changes of life and realize the true meaning of beauty in life. It was photography that taught me to observe the world with different eyes, and it was photography that made me understand the ups and downs of this society. Many times, I will be deeply shocked by the flashes in the viewfinder. Whether it is magnificent mountains and rivers or simple farmers. Whether it is the hard work on the field or the warmth in the family. Shooting again and again will bring me gains again and again. Once on the train, I was eating snacks and listening to music, while staring at the scenery outside the window with my camera, looking for someone to shoot. At this time, a farmer in the carriage caught my attention, and I quickly aimed the camera at the middle-aged farmer. He holds green onions and muddy drinking water in one hand and an old radio made in the 1970s and 1980s in the other. As he ate, he seemed unable to restrain his excitement and smiled. I quickly took such a photo. After filming, I went over and talked to him. In the exchange, I learned that he lives in a poor village, and this time he went out to make a living by transplanting rice seedlings on the farm. He said that if he could earn money to eat, he would be very happy. I was deeply shocked by his words. I deeply feel that my living conditions are much better than his, but I am still not satisfied with the corruption of my life. At the same time, I also realize that there are still so many people living in poverty who need our help, so every time I spend money from now on, I will wonder if it is a luxury waste. It can be said that a photo made me understand the simple truth of simple life. Until now, every time I see that photo, I will be deeply shocked. It was photography that made me understand the profound truth of life, photography that made me understand my own shortcomings and ignorance, or photography that taught me how to be a man. When I climb to the top of the mountain and look down at the earth with my lens, I will feel the greatness of nature; When I stand on the field and capture the moment of the game with the lens, I will feel the glory of sports; When I walk into the crowd and take pictures of the intimacy between father and son, I will feel the warmth of the world ... all this is photography. These invisible wings have brought me countless passions and dreams. Photography makes me understand life and feel the beauty of life. This is my favorite, photography. Countless times, he gave me the motivation to forge ahead. Even if I have made some insignificant achievements now, this is the direct influence of this hobby of photography on me. Photography has cultivated my sentiment, intoxicated me and taught me a lot about being a man. Images are always moved from the heart, just like the song: invisible wings make dreams last longer than before, leaving a wish for yourself to imagine. I have a pair of invisible wings, and I want to look for hope with you. I have a pair of invisible wings. Angela Zhang's voice is very special, unique and penetrating. I haven't paid attention to pop music for many years. I heard this invisible wing from a child's mouth and liked the artistic conception of this song very much. Each of us has a pair of invisible wings, which bring us hope and make us full of hope for the future. With these invisible wings, we are no longer afraid of darkness and pain, which makes us suffer setbacks and persevere. These wings can take children into the temple of the soul, where there is no sadness, no trouble, only heartfelt happiness. You may have lost these wings, so you should get them back quickly; You may have damaged these wings, so you should repair them as soon as possible. When the wings spread out, it is our umbrella, small but tough, which keeps us away from all harmful factors and gives us independent and free space. When the wings flap, it lets us see our dreams and get close to them. It allows us to fly for nine days, have a bird's eye view of Wan Ren and other cities, and have a leisurely trip. When the wings are closed, it is our harbor and home, and the smooth feathers make us feel the warmth, sweetness and tranquility of home. Everyone's invisible wings are different, the color of each pair of wings is different, and even a person's two wings are different. The invisible wings have different effects on everyone. It depends on your understanding of wings, your trust in wings, and more on your love and hate for wings. Believe it, understand it, trust it, protect it, feel it with your heart, and let you see your invisible wings. It may be the wings of an eagle, a butterfly, an angel, a sparrow, a bat or the devil. The shape and state of wings are the embodiment of the interweaving of good and evil in your heart, and the true embodiment of mental state, value orientation and emotional fluctuation at a certain point in time. These invisible wings may help us, but have you ever thought that when you use these wings, when you open or wave them, they may also do harm to others and yourself? It is a double-edged sword, so we must make good use of it and protect ourselves to the greatest extent. Don't let it hurt others and then hurt ourselves. Yesterday my friend asked me, "Where are your wings?" I said, I'm looking. I lost my own wing, or it lost me. Maybe my wings are dirty and no longer beautiful; Maybe my wings are tired and I no longer have motivation; Maybe my wings are tired of this noise, maybe my wings want to escape from this worldly prosperity, or because they are angry at my pursuit of fame and fortune, or because they hate me for drifting with the tide and mutually assured destruction. My dear wings, where are you now? Are you okay? I slept soundly last night. I found my wings in my dream. She is big and beautiful. Her white feathers are like snow on Mount Everest, and her delicate and soft feathers are like baby's skin. I dreamed that I could fly for nine days again. Those wings are: happiness, openness, strength, tolerance, understanding and love. I have a pair of invisible wings. I used to be a pigeon, one of thousands of pigeons. This year, I have a pair of white wings. I am getting stronger and stronger. I am about to grow up and start flapping my wings. Every time I am young, I will pour out my desire to fly to heaven. On that day, my friends and I gathered in Golden Square, eager to explore the first flight of the blue ocean. That night, the master who claimed to raise us came with those terrible tools. They caught us easily with shotguns and fishing nets, cut off our wings and left countless white flying feathers on the earth. From then on, we can't leave the heavy ground, but can only be the ornament they enjoy. We are weak and we walk with difficulty. We lost our freedom and had to be slaughtered. But my proud feather family and my suffering brothers, how can you be deprived of the most precious thing-freedom? You see, over time, some of us degenerate into parrots and sing praises to the corn kernels that their owners like. The other brothers sank and forgot that they had ever had flying wings and flirted with hens everywhere. There are also some similar people who are as numb as geese under the arrogance of their owners; What saddens me most is that some similar people lost their young lives in various accidents and were run over by sports cars many times. And I can only look silly and cry silently. If we still have wings, how can we not get rid of all this, Goofy? You see, in the end, even myself, after witnessing all this, died silently like an ant. Want to fly, but the result is to climb to death, this is our destiny! I also know that my body will be a good meal for my host. Knowing all this, I pray that I can become an eagle in my next life, soaring outside the net and flying far above the dark clouds. I will ask God to give me a sharp beak and claws so that I can roar and tear this unbearable night! A voice said to me: fly, fly, let everyone fly freely! The desire to fly reborn me, but I didn't become an eagle or any other feather family, but actually became a spider. The most terrible thing is that I can't fly anymore, so I can only hide in the corner and weave a net. I gave up in despair. But one day, a friend appeared, and he fluctuated from another net. Say softly: hello! Oh! Look, millions of pigeons reincarnated as spiders are now weaving a web connecting the whole world. I can hear the heartbeat of the earth, know the breath of grass, feel the sound of waves on the other side of the ocean, and know the snowflakes falling on the roof of the world. As long as we tap the nodes we weave on the same network, we can also send a cry of the free network itself to the world: wir sind! In order to be free, we would rather live like spiders. No matter what force, it can't stop the pulse of the endless network, it is so subtle and so surging. More importantly, it also made me discover the fear of my former owners. In the vast network, they can't see or catch most of us. Even if they break the spider silk, we will turn the spider web into countless inexplicable fingers, leaving it helpless; If cockroaches and cockroaches send it, we will post it on the internet. Even the host will be trapped by a thousand nets and exhausted. Our future, just like the legendary guest appearance in Spider-Man, will no longer be bound by the ground, but embrace the same world and the same dream with the spewing spider silk. Flying freely between heaven and earth is better than the kings of the world. Yes, the Internet is my invisible wing. Do you have these wings? Answer: Xiong Ai Egg-Level 1 2009-12-601:12 Invisible wings Everyone was originally an angel. After they made mistakes, they were assigned by God to different families on earth to perform different duties. Thankfully, God is fair. After angels came to earth, he decided to give every angel a chance to fly freely in the sky again and fly to that sacred place-"heaven". Yes, God gave every angel who fell to earth a pair of wings, which are invisible wings. Ordinary me, once had a pair of "invisible wings" that took me to my "heaven". When I was young, I knew I had a pair of invisible wings. Those wings always bring me hope when I wander on the edge of loneliness and despair. When I cry, those wings always teach me to be strong. Little me, ignorant of me, often think that these invisible wings, like the wings of birds, can take me high and fly to that desirable heaven. Make a wish to the stars, make a dream to the sun, dance with the clouds and sing with the birds. When I grow up, I believe I have invisible wings. When I am bound, those wings always take me to a realm where my thoughts can soar. When I am bound by dreams, those wings always make me stand up again. Now, I planted a dream seed in the orchard, watered it day and night, and cultivated it carefully. And my wings, it seems, are slowly disappearing. Perhaps, when God said that he would give every mortal angel a pair of "invisible wings" and let them fly to the "heaven" they yearned for, his real intention was to let the angels work hard to realize their dreams and reach the paradise they dreamed of. And I also believe that I will fly to the paradise of my dreams and get rich results. Believe it! You always have invisible wings! Believe it! Your dream heaven is just ahead! Believe it! The light of heaven is gathered because of you! Invisible wings The auditorium was crowded with people. Today is the day of our school's New Year's party. At the climax of the party, a group of dancers took to the stage. Crazy flashing lights, students screaming uncontrollably, everything made me feel lost ... she stood on this stage. But where is she? She is my best friend, at least I think so. In the past, whenever I was in trouble, I would ask her for help. I remember one day, I had an argument with my classmates, and the sharp contradiction was followed by grievances and sadness that hurt into the bone marrow. So I found her. She listened to me quietly, just laughed, but said nothing. She is a good listener. Two or three days later, I greeted her with a smile on campus. She always smiled and said, "Are you all right?" So I know that people who care so much about themselves are almost humble. She is a just person. She never snubbed me because of my poor family, nor alienated me because of my stubbornness. She cared for a sensitive heart so carefully that I was moved by the warm embrace and learned to really love others. Her understanding and tolerance melted the ice in my heart, and her pure eyes made me truly feel the power of love-an invincible force, which crossed sadness and melancholy and reached a happy and happy place ... She was never decadent, and even if she was in a bad mood occasionally, she rarely showed it on her face. She likes music, but she always modestly says that she is tone-deaf. In fact, when she sang Liang Yongqi's "Angels and Dolphins" to us, the sound made me feel like nature ... Her self-confidence and her youth made me see a simple and happy angel living in the world of mortals, singing innocently and happily in this world ... So, in two years, she pulled me out of the lonely shadow and let me see the purest and most beautiful things in the world; With her love, happiness and self-confidence, she created a pair of invisible wings for me to fly high in the sky of Wan Li ... However, a few months ago, she left us for special reasons, with her enthusiasm and persistence for two years. She didn't even say goodbye. At this moment, do you know that someone is really thanking her? Do you know that everything she does will bring the warmest memories to that person's life? At this time a year ago, she also danced on this stage. However, a year has changed the reality. Maybe that's why I'm sad The lights stopped flickering and the dance was over. In a trance, I asked my classmates around me the name of the dance, and someone told me-Feitian. Fly? I'm Zheng. Yes, no matter what, I will be optimistic and strong. With those invisible wings, I will travel through time and space, feel love and tolerance, remember those warmth with my heart, and keep my gratitude in my heart ... The auditorium is full of beautiful music, which makes people addicted. Reach out my hands and hold them tightly. I feel the power of love in my wings. Postscript: Maybe, as you already know, she is my teacher. Yes, she is the one who gives me happiness. She made me find myself confused. I sent this article to her to let her know that her students are growing up strongly and living happily in her love! Invisible wings are strong in wandering loneliness every time. I know, I have always had a pair of invisible wings that took me over despair. -Carve wings? My parents are in high school, so I will study harder. I have crossed the first threshold of my life. In the next three years, I will fly better. Passing through it is my dream paradise. Although it is late at night, I am sleepy under the desk lamp. "Huanhuan, don't be too tired, add oil, the body is important. Dad believes you can do it. " The gentle voice echoed in my ear, so comfortable. "Dad, it's so late, why haven't you slept? I will watch it for a while. " "You didn't sleep, how can I sleep? Come on, drink a cup of hot milk to refresh yourself first, don't be too late! " Who says fatherly love will not be revealed? Who says my father's heart is as hard as a stone? Father's love, like this cup of hot milk, warms my heart ... Under the light, hot milk rises, rises, rotates, rotates, and a pair of rough but powerful wings flutters under the light, dancing warmly ... Although this has become a thing of the past, I will never forget it! Wings? My friend is a gentle and lovely girl. Although we just met, we were inseparable. "I can't do this problem. It doesn't matter. You should review the contents of the book first Yes, this is the chapter! " Every time I ask my roommate for advice, she says so. Maybe we have the same personality. I can't say why. Not very obedient at ordinary times. I always review my old knowledge seriously, and then my deskmate analyzes it for me seriously. "Please help me cook at noon. I'll do something before I come down! " Of course, I will never push from pillar to post. True friendship doesn't always happen in earth-shattering events. The usual dribs and drabs also contain deep friendship with each other. I hope that the wings of friendship will let us walk hand in hand and fly higher and higher on the road of learning together, warming the whole world ... wings? Teacher-student relationship "If you don't understand anything, you must ask, otherwise, the teacher doesn't know what you don't understand!" I nodded, not letting my tears flow out. This has happened many times, and every time the teacher will seriously analyze the reasons for it. "Winter is coming, pay attention to adding clothes." "Your father called back to ask about you, so I told him to work with peace of mind and don't worry!" Actually, teacher, I want to talk to you more and listen to your voice more. Dad went out for a long time and never came back. I know, you remind me of my father again, and the cup of hot milk that my father brought me. Who says teachers and students have no feelings? Who said that the teacher-student relationship is not deep? How I wish this deep feeling, like wings, accompanied me through middle school and three short years ... In my imagination, I knew that with these three pairs of invisible wings, I would be able to stride across junior high school smartly and take my own life path seriously! Comments: The article takes the song "Invisible Wings" as the introduction, which has the flavor of the times and students, fits the theme and is close to life. The division of the three paragraphs covers family, friendship and teacher-student relationship, with clear levels and clear logic. Although the content looks old-fashioned, plain and simple language and real touching stories make the article have realistic style and touching characteristics, which is very valuable in the current composition that generally pursues luxury style, such as breeze blowing on the face and natural freshness. Invisible wings are always strong in the loneliness of wandering/even if I am injured, I won't cry every time/I know that I always have a pair of invisible wings/take me to fly/fly over despair/grow up, which is the most difficult and beautiful thing. This is the most satisfying summary of growth I have ever heard. Growth is like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, experiencing painful struggles and regaining the most beautiful new life. I used to be a child who was afraid of growing up. I used to hide behind my mother and put her through all the pain. I was loved by my father before, and I don't know what it's like to be alone. I used to be surrounded by friends who took care of me. However, no matter who it is, it is like the child who will never grow up in a fairy tale. He will always be hurt and cared for by others, but he doesn't know how to care about others. I have seen flowers wither in the greenhouse in the spring breeze and heard birds in cages starve to death in the Woods; The teenager who dreams of smooth sailing has experienced hardships, and the child who sings "Don't Want to Grow Up" has gradually matured-time has accumulated bit by bit, and I found that refusing to grow up is actually a very irresponsible thing. Being a child forever is as selfish as someone who only knows how to take and doesn't know how to give. Everyone should learn to bear, and everyone should learn to grow. Second, I don't think they have a beautiful sun/I see the sunset change every day/I know I always have a pair of invisible wings/take me to fly/give me hope/the road to growth is bumpy, and everyone's life will be somewhat unsatisfactory. We may encounter bright sunshine or muddy swamps, but we must learn to be strong and overcome successive difficulties on our own. Beethoven was teased by fate, and the reality of deafness seemed to condemn his music creation to the end, but he grabbed the throat of fate with his hands and played the exciting spring of life. God gave Helen Keller too many hardships, but forged difficulties into an unyielding sword. Sometimes, we may encounter the most beautiful surprise in the deepest despair, because we all have a pair of invisible wings, and we will use these wings to complete the perfect flight of life. 3. I finally saw how loud all my dreams were blooming/how loud the young songs were/I finally spread my wings and stared fearlessly/How far I flew with the wind/Yu once defined maturity as "a bright but not dazzling light, a smooth but not greasy sound, and a calm without observing others." So this is the maturity I have been pursuing. I no longer need others to bear the suffering I deserve. In difficulties and hardships, I have the courage to go forward alone. Flowers and applause, I won't lose myself. I know that some things in life must be borne by myself. Like growing up. Invisible wings/make dreams last forever/leave a wish/let yourself imagine/my growth is such a painful process of transformation, but I bear it painfully and happily. I know the bright sunshine and colorful world are waiting for me. I use my invisible wings to support the growth process. I bravely spread my wings in my sky, because only in this way can I fly freely. Invisible wings, the biggest enemy is yourself, as long as you believe in yourself, you are successful. Whenever I see a report card that is no longer clear, the past vaguely emerges. From the beginning of school, I knew I was a silly girl, a little girl. Inferiority, don't want to contact and associate with people. Teachers and classmates all look down on me, a stupid person who is involved in small things. In this way, every time I queue up, I can only appreciate the vague backs of my classmates, and I, the person with the worst eyesight in this class, am randomly stuffed into the corner of the last row. Every time I am strong in wandering loneliness, I don't blink even if I am injured. The years slipped quietly under my feet, and my boat of life was put on the gravel beach before it was anchored. The most unforgettable thing is that after the exam, the class teacher who has always regarded every minute as his life held the poor report card with trembling hands. Suddenly, he tore it into pieces, criticized it and pressed it on me: "A student like you only deserves to sit in the last row!" " Perhaps the flying paper aroused my long-lost self-esteem, and the invisible wings took me over despair. I made up my mind, I must cheer up, I can do it! I glued the torn test paper back, always reminding myself not to forget the humiliation. From then on, I tried to listen to the teacher as hard as I could not see. Don't I still have ears? I write down every knowledge point in my notebook, chew it a little after class and remember it a little before going to bed. No one noticed the change of my humble self. I just want to prove: "I can do it!" "In this way, in another exam, my hopeless score once again stunned the class! The score also became my qualification to sit in the front row. When I sat in those top students' positions, I finally saw that all my dreams had blossomed. I understand inferiority: there are only students in the last row in the world, but there are no students who sit in the last row forever. As long as you believe you can do it, you will win! Invisible wings, let the dream last forever, leave a wish and let yourself imagine. answerer