Excerpts from good words, sentences and paragraphs in high school.

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1, life is poetic and poetic; Life is like tea, and the fragrance of tea is full of affection; Life is like a song, which is hard to stay in the depths; Life is like wine. When you are drunk, wine will make you laugh ...-(Wonderful scene in Wuxi)

2. Life is an ocean of love, and everyone is breathing and feeling love. Life is like the night sky, in the wonderful moment of the meteor, people feel magnificent beauty; Life is like a trickle, in the wonderful moment of wearing a stone, people feel the beauty of persistence ... but the most beautiful thing in the world is love. -(Wuxi "Wonderful Moment")

3. I can't finish throwing acacia and red beans, and I can't finish throwing flowers in spring, so I can't sleep well. After the storm and dusk, I can't forget the new worries and old worries, and I can't open my eyebrows. The unknown is even more leaking, just like the faint green hills that can't be covered, and the green water that keeps flowing is faint. ............................................................

4. I love the dancing energy of "the arrow is on the string and the waves are rushing", which drives my youthful and uplifting mind;

I miss the homesickness of the wanderers living on the small bridge, touching my young thoughts and plucking the homesickness strings in my heart; ,

I realized that the silence of "sunrise is like fire, spring is like a blue river" caressed my young and arrogant thoughts and gave me a calm mind. -"Xiamen" shore? Running water? Bold and unrestrained ")

5. The flowing water is clear, rippling with the rhythm of sound and color, and flowing with the brilliance and brilliance of life.

The flowing water is soft, it spreads the tenderness of emotion and the spring dew of love.

Running water is bitter fleabane, which inspires the symphony of strength and beauty and shows the tenacity of the soul. -(Xiamen's "Water Rhyme")

6. When Dongpo lay man sang under the surging Red Cliff: "The waves in the great river east are exhausted, and the romantic figures of the ages ...". We think this is an exciting and magnificent scenery. When Yi 'an lay man sang in a low voice under the falling red, "Cherry is red, banana is green, and the window lattice is wet with rain." We think this is a quiet and indifferent landscape. When the stars on the moon are scarce, the violet lay man sings to the sky: "The world is full of powerful people, and they will never suffer from getting a sincere face." We think this is a helpless and distant landscape.

Many beautiful landscapes constitute our vast territory, and many human landscapes constitute our splendid and rich history. -(Fuyang City, "Harmony of Mind")

7, the night, so quiet, the soft moonlight shed a silvery white; Night, so deep, my father's snoring echoed all night like a moving moonlight song. Looking at the sleeping father's face, my thoughts also floated to the holy night sky ...-"Thinking of my father's old face" Jinhua City

8. "Drinking and singing, life geometry. Such as morning dew, it is more bitter to go to Japan ... "Prime Minister Cao Hengyun wrote a poem lamenting that life is short. Fierce jade mouth goes against the wind, detached and free and easy; Zhuang Zhou is not afraid of worldly fatigue; Li Bai gained both fame and fortune, leaving an eternal story. On the other hand, people like Zhou Xing and Lai Junchen are greedy for money and lead a restless life. Wei Qing had made great contributions to Huo Qubing's resistance to Xiongnu, but he killed Li Guang for fame, and he himself died of depression. Be kind to people in life, but those who pursue fame and fortune by hook or by crook will have a bleak life.

Although everyone appreciates the philosophy of life that "life is precious, love is more expensive, and if it is free, both can be thrown away", life is a person's first wealth. Only the existence of life can make it possible to talk about others. -(Nantong's "Be Kind to Life")

9. If spring is a group of cheerful seasons, then sunshine is the rhythm of smart jumping. Spring, the messenger of green and the symbol of hope; Sunshine, gentle angel, a symbol of light. With spring, it is full of vitality and flowers; With sunshine, people will feel warm and comfortable. -"Let me hold my chest and bathe in the spring sunshine")

10, what is a "chest"? Is it self-reliance, self-sufficiency, and not colluding with the secular? Is it bloody, would rather die than surrender, and die for justice? Is it elegant and free and easy, showing off personality, and not flattering dignitaries? How many famous people in history have used their actions and even their lives to explain the meaning of this word to us again and again ...-(standing tall in Jiangxi)

1 1, in spring, pick a spring breeze and put it in my heart, let it blow up my happiness; In summer, hold a touch of sunshine in my heart and let it illuminate my warmth; Autumn, pick a red leaf, put it in my heart, let it harvest my mood; In winter, I put a handful of sunshine in my heart and let it purify my soul. ...

I cherish every inch of my life, I long for beauty, I enjoy life, so I will have a good mood whenever! -"Changzhou" Let a good mood lead us to success ")

1 Walk through the mossy stone road, cross a pile of crooked fences, push open the creaking wooden door, and a window is embedded in the old blue brick wall. Enough paper is long gone, leaving only panes covered with red silk threads of different lengths. The red silk rope swayed helplessly in the wind, like someone was sad, and like a faint sadness that could not be blown away. ...

Features: Reduplication, metaphor, parallelism, giving the context of the story to be told, burying suspense to attract readers.

Suitable: prose with beautiful plot language.

I first saw this book a few years ago, when I was still in high school. I am young and frivolous, and I don't know what human sorrow is. After turning over a few pages, it may be a misjudgment in adolescence, when I dismissed those things that were touted. Therefore, although we avoided a lot of annoying suffering of dross, we also missed a lot of essence. Coupled with such in-depth works, it is naturally very subtle, and the plot setting is not as tense and circuitous as martial arts novels or short stories. With these prejudices, I lost the opportunity to read deeply.

I watched it again in winter. Snowflakes are floating quietly outside the window. There was a faint sound of piano in the distance, as if telling a touching story. I sat by the window alone, silently communicating with the characters in the book. Laugh for their happiness and grieve for their pain. The goose has long since disappeared, and the yellow leaves in front of the window are buried by snow. At this time, I have learned a little about appreciating the beauty of words. When slowly chewing those sobbing words and quietly feeling those delicate and long styles, there will always be several vivid and full-fledged figures before delivery. But at that time, I still regarded it as a touching emotional novel, but it was about ethnic minorities.

Now reread. Cover the quilt and meditate. It's crisp in autumn outside the window, and the wind is whistling in the distance, but there is only calm breathing and heartbeat here. Only then can we understand that after this thrilling story, the author wants us to know not only a tearful tragedy, but also some life truths. For example, gain and loss, love and hate, life and death, all these are like solid doors that separate two completely different worlds. I can't feel the coldness of my heart in your world, and I can't touch the brilliance of your smile in my world. However, we are close at hand.

As close as the horizon.

Features: beautiful words, philosophy, people unconsciously into it.

Fitness: feeling after reading, feeling after reading, feeling, and so on. With a little modification, it becomes a beautiful article.

You can miss the past, but you shouldn't be sad. Sang Ni once told me. She also said that we are all living in reincarnation, and all unfinished stories can continue in the afterlife; She also said that the starry sky at midnight is beautiful, and there is another world under the starry sky, which is more noisy than during the day; She also said that maybe everything was predestined in previous lives, forgotten, and not forgotten.

I remember quietly, as if Sang Ni whispered in my ear. Some bright lights suddenly passed through the layers of night and went straight to another unknown space. I remember quietly, without stopping, the past is roaring, but sometimes it is silent. Darkness is really a magical thing that can take you back many years ago. I quietly recalled Sunny, her smile, her tears, everything about her, everything about us.

Features: Starting with the characters' language is naturally unpretentious, but the characters' description is fuller.

Suitable: memoirs, love stories, random thoughts, etc.

End: (corresponding to the above three beginnings)

1 year heartless. I think time will gradually erode a person's memory, dilute a person's thoughts and caress a person.

Personal scars. Perhaps at the end of life, Hong Chuang has forgotten her husband's appearance, and even forgotten her insistence on one.

The original intention of life.

But I believe that her ordinary and short life is not for the pursuit of wealth or rich material enjoyment, but more.

Not to leave a reputation to be praised; She just yearns for a quiet and peaceful life, but yearns for the ordinary but the most

Just sincere love.

I believe that the red window is not only a person's name, but also the name of a window. this is a

The symbol of tenacity and persistence is an ordinary rural woman's faithful belief in love; Red silk rope is not only red.

Silk rope, which is a net woven by her pure heart, draws long thoughts into silk.

There was no earth-shattering, no vows of eternal love, and she didn't even say "forever" or see heaven and earth.

Being together is to dare to leave the monarch. " Only real waiting and long waiting. It is this that makes this ancient window.

, has become a monument, in a society where love has become utilitarian and materialistic, it stands firm.

When the autumn wind passes mercilessly, if the weak love is shivering in the cold wind, come and look at the red window and listen.

Its faint whisper and moan, smell its primitive and simple breath, and see how the red silk rope is swaying in the wind-that is the red window.

Soul.

However, it shows us the real world and real life. What it tells us about love and hate, about life and death, about gain and loss, about existence and extinction, are all truths.

We cried. But not for the joys and sorrows of a few fictional characters. Tears flow for a door of life. It is that door that separates the two worlds. Although, it's all true.

Three years have passed. There are always some things that will not change, such as the four seasons. We may also be in reincarnation.

Buddha said: 500 years in the same boat, a pillow for 1000 years. Perhaps it was our previous life, which was not enough, so we had to complete our love in reincarnation.

However, some things are doomed to be unchangeable and unforgettable. Now, however, I can only recall it painfully, miss it for a long time and deeply condemn my stupidity. I can only use some helpless and sad words to pay homage to that past in a lonely midnight.

Honesty and trustworthiness are the fine traditions of our Chinese nation. For thousands of years, people have emphasized and respected honesty. The wind of good faith is simple and mellow. The longer the history, the more the spirit of good faith fills China and the more the light of good faith shines on China. Honesty has long been integrated into the blood of our national culture and has become an indispensable part of cultural genes. honest

Youth is the flower in March, the sunny rain in July and the red leaves in October. It is the rising sun of the spray, the hundred ge of competition, and the eagle fighting the sky; It is playing the strings of joy, bumping all the way to the sea, straightening the trunk, stretching the lush, warmly embracing the blue sky poplar.