A 300-word essay on Jishan Folk Paradise

The wind blows gently, and the isolated island is quiet... Standing on the isolated island, I look at the vast sea of ????people that is within easy reach but out of reach. The sea of ????people is so active and lively that there is no moment of silence for everyone. , I can hear the chirping sounds every minute, which seems very annoying, but I hope to blend in with them and become one of them. The fate of the isolated island destined me to be lonely, lonely, and alone all my life... I longed for excitement, so I escaped from the isolated island. Even if the cost was losing an eye, I still walked forward without hesitation. I naively thought: as long as I escape from the isolated island , then I can get out of loneliness and live the colorful life that I have longed for... But the reality is always cruel... I walked into the crowd, I opened my only remaining eye wide, I thought See clearly the colorful things, including people of course; I want to talk to those people more, but as long as I get close to them, they will flee far away, just like I did to the isolated island. I didn't care at first, because there were still too many things that made me curious. Slowly, the curiosity faded, and I found that loneliness hit me again. So far, I have not really talked to that so-called person. , but others kept talking about me, calling me crazy, one-eyed, etc. Although I didn't care on the surface, my lonely heart was filled with sadness... As the saying goes, finally, I escaped back to the island, and I lost another eye... The wind was still gentle, and the island was still quiet. , I felt the lonely island with my heart, and the loneliness became a beautiful piece of music... Loneliness, loneliness, loneliness... I murmured, a drop of salty water dropped from the so-called corner of my eye... The two stars will never give up the brilliant starlight. , the mountain will never give up because it is evergreen, the road will never give up because people can step on it forever. However, what I will never give up is my learning. As time goes by, I have learned to care about the people around me and learn to understand. Others have learned what commitment is, and I have also learned to put my mind on studying. Looking back at the second grade of junior high school, I was shocked to realize that I was not diligent. Although I was often praised by the teacher in class, I was not at all I don’t feel that there is any happiness in my life. What the teachers see is my hypocrisy. The saddest thing is that they never realize that I am as playful as a poor student. I don’t like to study. I always watch with a playful smile when I do morning exercises every day. I always feel that physical training is not terrible when I am in the third year of junior high school. Today I really feel the hard work that those third-year junior high school students had to endure. "You are not training for me. Don't think that you are training for me." "Ouch! This smiling tiger finally appeared, and he was really uneasy and well-intentioned. Perhaps it was the influence of the environment, but I suddenly felt nervous about studying. The British romanticist Shelley once said, "Spring is here, but winter will be far behind. "But I have to say, "Hell is coming, will there still be heaven?" Isn't the third grade of junior high school a hell? I know when and what day I can go to that heaven. I am not willing to set my studies for the third grade of junior high school easily. Whether it is "hard work" or "comfortable", but no matter what, I have to get through it. I must not stay in this place or throw it away. I have formed a habit of saying to myself "I am" every day. "Perhaps this is an encouragement to myself. It is this habit that makes me learn to be optimistic. In this urgent period, I can only put my mind on study. I can't be like the first-year me - playful , I was in the second grade of junior high school - hypocrisy. In my eyes, only the unknown object of learning is left. The night is silent, I am tired tonight, lying on the bed. I can't forget those abominable physics questions. , I fell in love with studying when I had to write mathematical proof problems with known solutions. I knew that I could not put it in an inconspicuous corner in my study career, and I must always put it first in my heart. This It's not a constraint, it's just a habit. It turns out that it doesn't give me a bad taste, but makes me feel happy. What others can't do, I unknowingly do it very well and do it well. With a lot of envious eyes, isn’t this the little comfort that learning gives me? At least my life is not dull. My life is inseparable from learning. Learning can be done in school or outside school. I have learned a lot outside the classroom. It is the principle of life, the material for my writing, and the object of my painting. I can't give up on learning, and learning will go with me! Sometimes when I cry, I feel very strong, so strong that I don't remember the feeling of crying, and I don't know the tears. It's bitter, and sometimes I feel very fragile, so fragile that every detail will make me burst into tears. A friend said that when he left home for school, he cried, and his parents also cried hard because they couldn't bear to leave. Another friend said that when he left home for the first time, he and his parents also cried. At that time, his father was driving and stopped for safety. After crying on the roadside in the car and then continuing on the road, listening to it will always be moving, even touching. I remember that my father went to pick me up after the military training. From my father’s face, I could hear the feeling of missing me and feel the warmth of family affection. I thought something was wrong at first, and I was quiet along the way until I got home and asked my brother about his family. I feel reassured when I know everything is fine. Everyone has different ways of expressing feelings and things. Not crying does not mean that you don't want to be hurt. Many things are fine, very subtle. Whether I want to cry or laugh, that's fine. It all depends on my own character. Just like this, I was in a hidden corner, quietly writing my heartfelt words, everything was so natural and beautiful. . . Three Taste the Value of Life What is life? Is it like sour grapes? As bitter as herbs? As spicy as green pepper? As sweet as honey? I don't know, I just know that many people are hungry for life. The value of life lies in people's taste of life and pursuit of life.

Even if the life we ??pursue is as sour as mountain grapes, we can appreciate its sweetness from its crystal clarity; even if we don't want life to be as hard as herbs, as long as we endure the temporary pain in the bitter mouth of good medicine, we will definitely get rid of the disease. Healing; even if the life we ??pursue is as poisonous as green peppers, the strong taste is a symbol of enthusiasm and redness; even if we long for life as sweet as honey, the sweetness is enough to make people tired. In short, life is full of ups and downs, and as long as you taste it carefully, you will be able to find the meaning of life. "Fish are born in water and die in water; grass is born in soil and die in soil; people are born in Tao and die in Tao." This is the best explanation of life and death. "Those who understand life and love life are happy." This is a heartfelt statement that understands 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 well - the present is in your hands, and you must welcome it with an upright manly spirit. The future is like a dream." This is Longfellow's wise words. "The prime years will never come again, and the morning will never come again." This is the sincere warning of those who cherish time. "I think that people can live interesting and useful lives at every period. We should not waste our lives in vain. We should be able to say, 'We have done what we can do.' That is all that can be asked of us, and only in this way can we Only then can I have a little happiness. I only have one life, and it is quite short. Why don’t I also say to myself, ‘We have done what I can do’? Not good at spending even one time. We are brave only if we go step by step, go in a down-to-earth manner, and never resist the burden that life gives us. At the moment when we suddenly look back, life will definitely give us a fair answer and another sudden joy. At that time, the mountains and water have returned to mountains and water, and life has passed. What a beautiful autumn it is. . During World War II, a young man was about to break up with his fiancée because he wanted to join the army. Before leaving, he would always ask her to meet under a certain big tree. The man was late every time because of work, and every time he was late, he would shyly say: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting." And her fiancée always smiled and said to him: "It's okay, I It’s not like I’ve been waiting for a long time.” The man believed it at first, but once he arrived on time, he deliberately waited for an hour before walking over. Unexpectedly, the girl smiled and said the same thing, and then he realized that no matter how late he was, she would always lie to him considerately so as not to embarrass him. Later, he was sent to join the army. He was afraid that he would not know how many years he would be away or that things would be different when he came back, so he made an appointment with her to remember to wait under the big tree if he could not find her when he came back. Time flies, 20 years have passed, and the boy has not come back - because when he was abroad, he was unfortunately hit by explosives and lost his memory due to coma. It was not until more than ten years passed that he inadvertently recovered his memory. Unfortunately, he had already married a wife abroad, and he believed that his fiancée thought he was dead. Another five years passed, and his wife passed away. He returned to his motherland with an uneasy heart. Thinking of that unforgettable old relationship, with a feeling of nostalgia, he directly changed to a taxi and went to the big tree on the first day after getting off the plane. What came into view was the bustling and noisy shopping street. Before he even got close, his heart broke. Where is the big tree? His only memory is divided. He stayed there for a while, thinking it was time to leave, when he suddenly saw a vendor not far away. So he thought it would be a good idea to buy a pack of cigarettes to smoke. He walked up and asked the vendor for a pack of cigarettes. The vendor squatting on the ground slowly raised his head. The moment their eyes met, he saw clearly that the old woman setting up the stall in front of him was his former fiancée. The tears in his eyes could not be suppressed. In a blink of an eye, he figured out the answer: She must be afraid that I wouldn't be able to find her when I came back, and she didn't know when I would come back, so she set up a stall here to wait for me. He didn't know what to say, so he could only say to her softly: "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting." Unexpectedly, she still gave him a smile and replied softly: "Fortunately, I'm not either. I have been waiting for a long time. "When I am old, I am no longer the same person. Please understand me and give me a little patience. When I spill vegetable soup on my clothes, when I forget how to tie my shoelaces, please think about how I taught you step by step. When I repeat the words you are tired of hearing over and over again, please listen to me patiently and don't interrupt me. When you were little, I had to repeat that story that I told a thousand times until you fell asleep. When I need you to help me take a bath, please don't blame me. Remember when I was a child and I tried every possible means to coax you to take a bath? Please don’t laugh at me when I’m overwhelmed by new technologies and new things. Think about how I patiently answered every "why" you asked. When I can't walk because my legs are tired, please stretch out your young and strong hands to help me. Just like when I helped you when you were a child and you were learning to walk. When I suddenly forget the subject of our conversation, please give me some time to recall it. In fact, for me, it doesn't matter what I talk about. As long as you can listen to me, I am very satisfied. When you look at me getting older, please don't be sad. Understand me and support me, just like I did for you when you were first learning how to live. I guided you on the road of life, now please accompany me on the final journey. Give me your love and patience, and I will respond with a grateful smile, which embodies my infinite love for you. 6. Life is more exciting because of setbacks. In the school of life, setbacks are a required course.

This course increases our courage; strengthens our will; strengthens our beliefs, making us stronger, braver, and more optimistic... I have such personal experience. I love folk music and the pipa. When I first learned it, I encountered many setbacks, big and small. These setbacks almost knocked me down, and at one point I was ready to give up pipa. When I was feeling discouraged, a successful performance on stage won me praise from many people. I laughed. This success made me understand the beauty of setbacks. I understood that if there are no setbacks in life, life will be as dull as a glass of boiled water; if there are no setbacks in life, it will be like an endless desert without any ups and downs. What's the point? Maybe you are still shaking your head, saying that these cannot convince you, then please look at Beethoven. Beethoven was deaf in both ears. You know, a musician loses his hearing like a driver loses his eyes. However, he endured the torture of illness and inspired himself with the words "I will hold the throat of fate and never let fate make me surrender" and continued to struggle in the field of music. He composed the immortal masterpiece "Ninth Symphony" . This not only gave his life a beautiful melody, but also brought wonderful life and beautiful feelings to people who love music all over the world. Sima Qian wrote "Historical Records" in prison; Wu Chengen suffered repeated setbacks in the imperial examination, but he did not give up and wrote "Journey to the West"; Pu Songling, who had no ambition and lived in poverty, created China's famous collection of classical Chinese short stories "Journey to the West". "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"; Lu Xun was still able to write the well-known "Wandering" and "The Scream" under the persecution of dark forces... and the paralyzed Ostrovsky and his "How Steel Was Tempered" "; Perlman, the violin prince who was disabled for life due to polio... When these living examples are shown in front of you, do you still shake your head? Do you still think that setbacks are just obstacles that prevent you from moving forward? In fact, life is like the sea, and setbacks are like the waves in the sea, giving the sea magnificence and mystery; life is like a blue sky, and setbacks are like white clouds in the blue sky, dotted with stars, but full of sky; life is like a piece of white paper, and setbacks are like Each brush paints a beautiful picture on the white paper of life; life is a movement, and setbacks are the beating notes in this movement, the beautiful movement played... If you choose the blue sky, don’t long for it The wind is gentle and the sun is beautiful; if you choose land, don't long for a flat continent; if you choose the ocean, don't long for smooth sailing. Let us face setbacks bravely, and life will be more exciting because of setbacks! 7. Life is more exciting because of the Internet. Today, with highly developed science and technology, the Internet is recognized by everyone. With the Internet, life has become more exciting. Dad is going on a business trip. We first went to order the air tickets online, and then went to the China Weather Network to check the local weather conditions and outdoor temperature, so as to prepare daily necessities and a change of clothes. Go to the websites of major local hotels and guesthouses to see which hotel offers considerate service and is affordable. Then go to the telecommunications bureau to apply for a "Global Telecom". Finally, bring QQ and a laptop so you can communicate with your company or family anytime, anywhere. As long as dad is "fully armed" with the Internet in this way, it will be convenient and efficient for him to travel on business, and he can get everything he needs done in a few days. I'm having trouble doing my homework. I went online and entered the question into the computer. In less than 2 minutes, the online teacher who was thousands of miles away from me gave me the correct answer. When writing, if you have no inspiration, go to the Internet to read other people's excellent articles and learn from them the writing methods and writing materials. I put myself online. I made a very personalized personal homepage for myself, where I put my archives, essays, excellent articles, and my collections. I can put whatever I like. You can also communicate with other classmates, friends, and netizens in my own forum. I also put our class online. Students can see the current status of the class and the photos taken at the class meeting at home without leaving home. Students can also post their own excellent articles and express their views on class work. Online, you can catch up with news in real time. For example, the war between the United States and Iran some time ago. And you don't have to go to the battlefield in person, you can know the current battle situation and war scenes at home. Five minutes ago, the United States launched a missile. And now, you can see missile launches online. The Internet has brought people closer to each other, brought you and me closer to the world, and made our lives more colorful.

8. Life is more wonderful because of friendliness. There are many wonderful things in our lives. When we do anything, we also hope that it will end successfully in the wonderfulness. But I think life becomes more wonderful because of kindness. Remember me I once read an article called >, and there was a fragment in it that made me remember freshly. The famous American pilot Hu Fu once flew to Los Angeles. At an altitude of more than 90 meters above the ground, there were exactly two people flying. Two engines failed at the same time. Thanks to his superb skills, the plane miraculously landed. Hoover immediately checked the oil used in the plane. As he expected, the maintenance man used the wrong oil, and the maintenance man was so frightened that he cried. At this time, Hoover did not Not as everyone expected. I found that you can do a good job. I would like to ask you to help me repair my plane tomorrow. Since then, Hoover's plane has never had any errors again, and the careless maintenance worker has become conscientious. , meticulous. This story is touching. Although the maintenance worker's mistake almost cost him his life, the kind-hearted Hoover deeply understood the psychology of the person at fault. When the other person was suffering from a serious mistake, he was considerate and self-conscious. Restraint, unexpected relief, and restoration of self-confidence and self-esteem. This is the great power of kindness. Just imagine, if Hoover angrily rebuked the maintenance man, or even pursued the responsibility relentlessly, it would probably completely destroy him. He. It can be seen that when facing the same thing, if you treat it with two different attitudes, there will be very different endings. Being friendly can make big things smaller, and turning small things into smaller things will not only treat others well, but also benefit yourself-- -Hasn’t Hoover’s plane never made any mistakes since then? Responding with anger or even violence often results in a lot of harm but no benefit. Life is a mirror. When you walk towards the mirror with a friendly face, what you see in the mirror will People also come towards you with a smile. Therefore, life becomes beautiful because of friendliness, and life becomes more exciting because of friendliness. Walking on the campus, I remembered a poem by Ai Qing: "I love this "Land" If I were a bird, I should also sing with a hoarse throat: This land that is battered by storms, this river that is always raging with our sorrow and anger, this angry wind that blows endlessly, and that The extremely gentle dawn from the forest... - Then I died, and even my feathers rotted in the earth. Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply... Although I do not have the passion of the poet, nor am I in the poet's realm, I agree with the poet's point of view - because "I love this land deeply"! When I arrived here tiredly from the far north, when I stood at the school gate, I fell in love with it. It was so beautiful and inspiring that all my tiredness and tiredness disappeared into nothing. I was so excited that I walked on the campus roads that extend in all directions, as if a free bird had found its home. I found my own little home on a separate branch, where my roommates and I live in harmony. We are hard-working and enterprising people, and we also share what this land has brought to us. hapiness! I like to read my favorite book in a secluded place in the morning - a book provided by a place called the Lending Library in this land. The fresh air, fresh flowers and plants, and the gentle chirping of birds made me feel like I was in a painting. I like to read some ancient poems at this time, Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Yin Flower": The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for the eternal day, and the auspicious brain disappears the golden beast. It's a festive season and it's cloudy again. The jade pillow and gauze cupboard are cool in the middle of the night. Drinking wine in Dongli after dusk, the fragrance fills the sleeves. Is it possible that the soul is not lost? The curtains are blown by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. Li Yu's "Crying in the Night": Silently, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep in the courtyard calls for Qingqiu. Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation. Especially the ordinary taste in my heart... These poems brought my thoughts back to ancient times, I experienced the author's mood, and enriched my knowledge. Modern novels are also my favorite. (Guo Jingming’s "How Many Flowers Fall in Dreams" and others give me examples). They help me understand society and understand life. When we are young, we are full of vitality, and the rich sports activities make me have a healthy body. (Give me an example and add more words). Whenever I am active with my classmates, I always feel a sense of joy of flying. Whenever I participate in group activities, it always makes me deeply integrated into the group. That deep love always makes me feel inexplicably excited, which makes me love everyone in the group even more. I am even more deeply attached to this affectionate land! While enjoying the nourishment brought by this land, a year also slips quietly through the fingers. It is not like a lost baggage that can be found at the lost and found office. The years that slip away are not even known to be lost. Somewhere, some slipped away in scattered trivial matters, some slipped away in secluded places that often return to ancient times, and some slipped away in the happiness of getting along with classmates... But everything makes I am glad that I have chosen this land. Everything has made me deeply and irresistibly integrated into this affectionate land. In this affectionate land, I absorb nutrients, endure rain, dew and sunshine, exuding refreshing fragrance. Deep love seems pale and feeble in any words and expressions. I don’t want to say it, but I am very clear that I love this land deeply! 10. After every period ends, there is always a new beginning. And many times, we just don't know that the starting point under our feet is also the end point in the future, just like the starting point of 1500 meters is also the end point after running more than 3 and a half laps, but the mood at the start is gone. Because the result that no one knew a few minutes ago has already been achieved, and the rest is a foregone conclusion.

When the first place hurriedly ran across the finish line and crossed the symbolic line, we should know that flowers and applause have been dedicated to the winners. Our dreams have been shattered at this moment, even though what we once expected Cheers sounded, but this cheer was not for us, but for the familiar and unfamiliar opponent. Tears burst into my eyes at this moment. I tried my best, but the result was so unsatisfactory. Why is this? After that period of physical numbness, I sat at the finish line of 1500 meters, numbly looking at the happy winners not far away. The small cluster in my heart supported me through the race, whether it was close or far. The flame of hope gradually weakened during the journey, but at the moment when I was about to despair, it seemed to be beating brightly again, close to my heart. As if it was motivating me and cheering for me, I clearly heard it saying to me: "Failure is also an experience of success, isn't it?" In an instant, my heart became brighter, and the corners of my mouth were filled with a kind of joy. The melody of hope is cheerful and bright. Just like this, I look at the end point from the starting point, and my eyes seem to see farther and more thoroughly. In the autumn wind, I am looking forward to the end of this lonely autumn, looking forward to the next success.

Of course, I started meditating at the starting point as well as the ending point. Looking at the starting point in the distance is also looking at the ending point in the distance, ushering in a new beginning