Glass window composition

Close your eyes gently, let your mood settle down, open another window and listen to the sound of the wind.

An old glass window, with green paint peeling off, looks a little old. Wipe the glass like eyes every day to keep her bright and clear, as if you could see the whole world through her. The soft white gauze on both sides is her skirt. There is an old mahogany table in front of the window, and a simple small desk lamp gives off a strong and bright light, which seems to really illuminate the black hole deep inside. There are several books piled neatly on the table, one of which is placed on the table, and the pages are old and yellow.

Gently pushed away, she sighed lazily. The wind with the fragrance of the earth came to my face, and the white yarn swayed gently, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. The breeze also disturbed the quiet posture of the old books, and the yellow pages danced and rustled.

A phoenix tree stood quietly outside the window, a little wobbly, a little old, but strong. Spring has come, the phoenix tree is drawing new green, and the branches are gently dragging in the wind, as if to say, long time no see, friend. Trees grow in the yard, but their roots spread far away until the distant mountains are lush. Clouds covered the delicate sun and it began to rain. Close the window, the room is full of loneliness. Rain man listened to the symphony outside the window and painted strange patterns on the glass. Outside the window, a faint mist enveloped and spread to the heart.

The sunshine in summer is heartbreaking and shows strong tension. The white sun shines on the table bit by bit through the dense buttonwood leaves, much like the starry sky. The window, which opens outward strongly, has no disguise, just like an inner curiosity. The white curtains fluttered lazily. In the evening, the sunshine becomes soft, and the glow on the horizon is a girl's blushing face. Faint, obliquely cast on the page, cool breeze everywhere. Write words of comfort on the desk. The sun is on it and the words are shaded. Facing the sun, I saw the light. Facing the sun, I only have my own shadow.

It's getting colder and colder. The sunshine seems to be sick and looks weak and fragile. It was not until the last leaf on the buttonwood tree in front of the window finally shook, floated and fell to the ground that it was discovered that autumn had already arrived quietly. There are still some leaves on the windowsill. Pick up a book, put it in the book and close it. Wait, wait, wait until the dry years solidify in the thin vein.

In the cold rain and biting wind, the phoenix tree faced the challenge with a beautiful posture. The window is closed, thinking that it can also close the dissolute heart. In the house, there is a warm and unruly heart, but it is swaying in the wind with the trees and wandering with the river. Late at night, a cup of hot coffee stood in front of the window. Gently lean against the window, the only reliance, think of the promise in the distance, and cry with the sky. In the storm, there is a faint light outside the window, and my heart is strong because of it. Because it's home.

The window is the heart, simple, sincere and pious. Think of it in the boiling crowd and know that it is home.

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Life has many windows. We will be curious about them and try to open them boldly. However, sometimes the results are not satisfactory.

You may see a cloudy sky, dead branches swaying wildly in the storm, or dust flying all over the sky. In a word, everything is so sad. It's true. You must be so sad that you can't help crying. Thinking of the sad past, combined with the present situation, you must have lost confidence in life and felt very painful at this moment. At this point, the only thing you can do is to close this window.

You will think that you will never open it again, because this failed window opening has given you a life experience and a lesson, and you will understand what kind of window can't be opened. You will try to open another window. When you open it, you will find infinitely beautiful scenery, birds and flowers, lush foliage, which will make people feel warm. Now you are suddenly happy, and you are as happy as a blooming flower. You can't help wondering. Tears on her face turned into a smile. However, you haven't forgotten the lesson of opening the wrong window last time. The beautiful scenery in front of you tells you that the sunshine will always experience failures and setbacks, so that you can enjoy a better life more happily. Therefore, this bright window is not only picturesque, it opens not only a good mood, but also the courage of life, firm will and encouragement of struggle.

It is inevitable to open the wrong window, but as long as you keep seeking success, you will gradually understand that there is always a window waiting for you.