Friendship

Endure loneliness
The boundless world, generation life. Can meet in the same piece of time and space, is a chance. If you can meet in the same spirit, the heart of each other, is a blessing in life. A good friend is a mountain, a school of dignity. The foundation will not be damaged by earthquakes, typhoons and torrents, nor will the bones of the mountain be weakened by the birds' chirping in the spring breeze. Human dignity is a kind of height and weight, and then the humble people have this kind of bearing, can face the dignitaries not humble not flattering, in the face of unfair wealth not greedy not greedy, in the face of injustice, dignity is not always stand straight, fall, fall injured, and stand up with a smile, more dignity. A good friend is water and a pulse of wisdom. Nanhe Beijiang, Xiquan East stream, winding eventually do not get lost, singing to the sea. People's wisdom is also a kind of bright and cheerful, know with body and mind loaded knowledge, knowledge will carry the body and mind further; Know that eternity is not crystal coffin is grass; It's good to know the scenery thousands of miles away, but it's even better to have the scenery at your fingertips. Wisdom is not necessarily found in the elder stroking his beard or the scholar shaking his pen; Youth surfing, naughty children is not wisdom? A good friend is the soil, love. Soil is sparse, spring a seed, summer can open a bunch of flowers, autumn can bear a handful of fruit. So there is "leaving dense seam, meaning fear of delayed return" of the family love, "hastily cup plate laughing, dim light words life" of the friends of love, "what when a total cut west window candle, but the word Ba mountain night rain" love of lovers, "but make the dragon flying will be in, do not teach huma Yin Shan" of Jiangshan love. There is so much love in the world, although human hardships, when never despair.
By deborah deffenbaugh3 years ago in Confessions
A school love story
Sometime in the distant past, in a humble community, there was a school young lady named Lily. She was a timid and thoughtful young lady who wanted to peruse and invest her free energy in the school library. At some point, while she was sitting in the library, she saw a kid who got her attention. His name was Max, and he was the new youngster in school. Max had quite recently moved to town with his family, and he was beginning his most memorable day at their school.
By Naina shah3 years ago in Confessions
Accompanied by mountain flowers
The sun rose slowly along the horizon, shining brightly on the green patches of crops that lined the country path. The air in the country is exceptionally fresh in the morning. Wiping the sleepy eyes, stretching, overlooking the pleasant scenery in the distance, make people feel refreshed, can harvest the vitality of the day. The work is never done. Four days have passed since I went to the countryside. Every day in front of a lot of websites, one article from the teammates' life experience, but also staring at the computer all day, constantly revise and publish, really is very boring, very boring! Through the window, watching the scenery outside, just the sunshine, vibrant plants, let a person relaxed and happy. There's a beautiful world out there. I'm going to have a look. So, I decided to put down the work at hand, with a relaxed and happy mood, step on the foot, to watch the different scenery outside. Came to a classroom, the fifth grade students are in class. One by one, they sat upright, under the leadership of the teacher, and read aloud the poetry, the voice is extremely loud. Looking at a tender smiling face, is so natural, as if to see the past, can not help but recall, think of his childhood, the mouth can not help but slightly up. Childhood is how wonderful, at that time we are so innocent, carefree ah! Work is important, but don't be so focused on it that you neglect the scenery along the way. It's time that we learn to steal a break from the busy, stop every now and then, look at the people and things around us, leave some good memories for ourselves, don't let ourselves leave any regrets.
By Sasha Haydon3 years ago in Confessions
Start from scratch
Magnolia officinalis, deciduous tree, because of large leaves and shade, because of large flowers and beautiful, because of medicinal value and valuable. Its seeds are red and beautiful, and are often picked up by birds for their favorite food. A man knew the medicinal value of Hopiolia officinalis, so he wanted to grow Hopiolia officinalis to make a fortune. So he went into the wild and found the wild magnolia officinalis. When the fruit is ripe, he selects the strong mother tree, picks out the seeds with full seeds and no pests and diseases, and plants them in the fertile soil. Then, with confidence, he waited for the seeds to germinate, be unearthed, and grow. However, almost all the seeds planted were destroyed, and most did not survive or even germinate at all. He wondered: those birds eat into the stomach, and then excreted seeds, no one asked no questions can germinate alive, I choose the best seeds, is the most careful management, how can not germinate? Experts told him that the seeds of magnolia officinalis have a hard shell and a waxy coating, so they do not germinate easily. The seeds eaten into the bird's stomach, because after passing through the bird's digestive tract, the wax is removed, the hard shell softened, the germ is easy to drill out. After he understood this, he resorted to the artificial method of simply breaking the hard shell of the seed and then planting it. As a result, the magnolia officinalis he planted had a good harvest and received high economic benefits. Indeed, sometimes, the constraints on our development do not come from others, but from ourselves. Just like the seeds of magnolia officinalis, only to eliminate the hard shell, can take root and sprout, thrive.
By ncikesha isaac3 years ago in Confessions
You are sure to succeed
Many ambitious people ignore the fact that a little can make a lot. They want to make a splash instead of doing the hard work. It was not until one day that he suddenly saw that those who started later than him and were less talented than him had already made considerable gains that he realized that he still had nothing on this field. Then he realized that it was not because God had not given him an ideal or a desire, but because he had been waiting for the harvest and had forgotten to sow. I have a friend who often comes to talk to me in his spare time. He studied law, but he loved drama. He always wanted a chance to be a big star. However, I never saw him take the opportunity to enter the film industry. So I asked him, "Why not try it?" He said, "I don't want to compete with those young kids who are just starting out. I have been nearly thirty years old, even after entering the exam, but also do a small supporting role, what is the meaning? I want to wait for a major company to find a leading role in a movie suitable for my character, as soon as I go, I will hire, that will be a surprise." But how many lucky people can there be? So, he had to let the years go by, and his wish was still a wish. Because he refused to start from scratch, so never touch his ideal paradise. It is no use bemoaning one's unfulfilled wishes. To get there, you have to start from scratch. The so-called "climb will inferiority, line far from you"; Just like climbing a mountain, you have to keep your head down and climb it patiently. After you have paid considerable hard work, look up, you can see how many difficulties you have overcome, how many dangerous road. These small successes will gradually add up to big successes that are closer to the desired goal. The ultimate goal is not in the blink of an eye can be happy, before the cost of hard work and condescension, empty looking at the distant goal is useless. And only from the basic start, step by step toward the goal will slowly approach it, to achieve it. The ancients said: "Only buried, but can rise." If the seed does not go through the process of struggling in the hard soil, it will remain a withered seed, and will never germinate into a tree.
By kevin parish3 years ago in Confessions
Just this once
Youth is a small poem, cherished dream of boys and girls; Youth is a leaf boat, carrying teenage youth ideal; Youth is a sun, shining the front of the younger generation... Off his childlike children's clothes, pick up the scattered toys, say goodbye tothe colorful childhood, and this is a new journey. 13 years of age, figure, inyouth crossroads confused, overlooking the distance of the unknown. Did nothave the innocent and silly smile, did not have the childlike innocence, full offantasy without unreasonable temper, yes, I think this is grow up. Threwhimself into -the arms of the youth,-accept the baptism of growth, to dream14 years old, blooming age, we deduce the our youth, no director, there is nodress rehearsal, no leading role and supporting role, we only know there is ahappy call crazy, there is a meeting called fate, there is a company called love. But we don't know to wait, don't understand to leave, don't understand, wealso understand the torment of waiting time, leave. heartache. That June, leaveNever forget why you started, and your mission can be accomplished. Ourteenage should blossom glorious and beautiful, you should release the flowers. g,We want to through their own efforts to impress other people's appreciation andaffirmation; we arerin bud-bud; wind and rain in the challenge us, bees in theencThe future road, we must brave self-confidence through, let youth brushed thetersto说：“你好！ "ye ofideeeeencourage the bee?
By NORMA DIAZ3 years ago in Confessions
A boat with a leaf
Life is like a song, there are high notes, there are low notes; Life is like a river, the flow rate of the river sometimes swift, sometimes gentle; Life is like a play, in the play, there are climactic parts, there are plain parts everything is changing, there is no fixed number. Life is not a fixed number, but also colorful ups and downs, changes. The moon is cloudy or sunny, life is also win, win or lose life is challenging; Have a win or lose life will make us full of passion, have a win or lose life is a piece of color palette in life, adjust our life, make our life full of colorful, make our life colorful. In the long life, how should we treat the seven kinds of wins and losses? If we used to focus on winning and losing, we wouldn't enjoy life. If we ignore winning and losing, we cannot learn from it, let alone make progress. The long road is bumpy, only to win or lose pay jokes. To win or lose we should have a common heart, look directly at the success or failure of life, to meet the challenges in life. Laugh at winning and losing, laugh at life!
By Rosa Navarro3 years ago in Confessions
Tears streaming down one's face
I often listen to others humming, and I also often sing Jiang Yuheng's "Looking Back", but I do not want to agree with the sentence that "only in the pursuit of quiet and quiet, I know that the truth is the most. "The Prince of Loneliness" sang too detached - a lifetime of repeated pursuit, only to come to the conclusion that the plain is true. Flat light is the most true, in the final analysis is not willing to mediocre, to do nothing? Once upon a time, those of us with the middle school color dream into the university gate students are also Shouting: plain light is the most true. And some people think that as long as "stand aloof from worldly affairs, tranquil life" can be carefree to live, there is quite a tendency to carry forward the "do nothing" thought of Lao Zhuang. What is it that makes our rich campus life gradually withdraw the profusion of color? What is it that makes our real molten solidification, not have the blood boiling from the depths of our hearts? Is it because we didn't walk into the ivory tower of our dreams? Is it because we are not out of the zone of self-confusion? Or because our heart is really not young, really see everything plain? No! Neither! Dominate the world is you, give up the world is still you. Those who live the best are not those who live the longest, but those who feel life the most. In addition to you did not enter the ideal university, in addition to you did not grasp an almost successful love, in addition to your heart that vanity arrogantly, how much do you have the right feeling about life? How much has life really burdened you with injustice? No! In contemporary China, a country with hundreds of millions of illiterates and semi-illiterates, college students are not only expected too much from society, but also expect too much from society, just because we cannot estimate ourselves and understand society correctly. That kind of insipid state of mind, is still an excuse for not thinking ahead. So, you once wanted to make a difference, but you didn't know where to start. You followed your feelings and got far away from your true state in the face of various temptations. You were carried around by the tide of The Times. When you tired through countless three hundred and sixty-five, you found that in addition to the dull, nothing left behind. No longer look back, not only the old day, not only those night stars and the moon, and our youth in the passing. Four years, we have been blessed with these four years, but how many people's four years is gone; More how many people in order to have these four years and buried in a sea of questions and a variety of mock exams, when we walked out of their situation, into many people's dream of the university, is it in order to pursue "ordinary light is the most true"?In our four years every day, poured into the care and warmth of relatives, they flow hard blood and sweat, silently support the choice of children, their only hope is that we can walk their own life road. Also, in a lot of eyes always reveal our expectations, looking forward to our knowledge to construct the brain, with our hands to describe a more beautiful life for people. In front of loved ones, in front of those who pay attention to us, we have what reason to think that "plain light is the most true"? Do we pay our golden years, sprinkled with parents' blood and sweat just in exchange for this flat light? Just in exchange for a diploma with a score of 60 in every subject? Small to pay for each family, big to the passage of time like water, how can we easily agree that "plain light" is true?
By talika jones3 years ago in Confessions
afterthought
Summer vacation I read the "Romance of The Three Kingdoms" this book, close this book, my heart for a long time can not calm. The book contains many characters with a sense of justice. However, I most admire is Zhuge Liang. He is very witty and sensitive. Since Liu Bei asked him to come out of the mountains, he has been devoted to assisting Liu Bei. When Liu Bei died in the city of Baidi, Zhuge Liang was also a loyal assistant to Liu Bei's son, Liu Chan. He did his utmost for the Kingdom of Shu and died. When he attacked Wuzhang Yuan, Zhuge Liang vowed to defeat Sima Yi. During those years he had been busy with the war and had contracted tuberculosis, but he had been working hard for the war all the time. Until the day he died, he did not forget to tell his subordinates the truth of the war. Zhuge Liang, a patriotic person, his determination to fight for one thing to the end, set a brilliant example for me. Cao Cao in the "Romance of The Three Kingdoms" is written as a vicious, treacherous schemer, great treacherous minister. Someone once remarked that Cao Cao was a capable minister of governance and a treacherous man in troubled times. ) But I think it is not simple to say Cao Cao is able minister, or treacherous men. First, Cao Cao was very good at fighting. In the Battle of Guandu under his command, he defeated Yuan Shao's 700,000-strong army with 70,000 elite troops. He was regarded as an outstanding strategist in military history.
By talika jones3 years ago in Confessions
Shattered Loyalties
Once upon a time in the bustling city of Veridian, two inseparable friends, Amelia and Ethan, forged a bond that seemed invincible. Their friendship bloomed during their college years, as they shared dreams, secrets, and adventures. They believed their connection would withstand any test thrown their way.
By Ramis Hussain3 years ago in Confessions
The Adventures of the Bitter Children
Marlowe's "The Tale of the Vagrants of Bitter Children" tells the story of a child named Remi who was stolen from childhood and was taken in by mother Barberland. In the difficult and tortuous wandering life, he is not lonely, he always has the mother Barberland who loves him as his own son; Old Vitalis, who had taught him how to be, how to read, how to sing and play; He is closely related to the "inner beauty" and Kirby; The florist father who selflessly took him in; There was the Beautiful girl who loved him; There was the lovely Marcia who shared his joys and sorrows; And Mrs. Milligan, who had taken him in by chance... .. ... Finally, he found his own biological parents and lived a happy life. From this, I think of grandpa Zhang Leping wrote "Sanmao Waifings", Sanmao is not only that only long three hair of the little boy, he is just as good as Remi, righteous and brave, smart and witty! After reading this childhood adventure story, my heart has a voice in the reverberation: to try their best to help those who need help at any time, to always have a grateful heart! The Adventures of the Bitter Children is not so much the story of a abandoned child's adventures as the song of a wanderer in search of happiness!
By alan sparks3 years ago in Confessions
Hard spring
The four seasons have their own characteristics: the spring of birds and flowers; The scorching sun of summer; A crisp autumn; A snowy winter. In the cycle of four seasons, what I love is spring! Spring is definitely a canvas stained with the color of life. New green, bright green, fresh green, green, full of green ah, gentle with our sight. And the star like flashing a little bit of red, a little bit of yellow, a little bit of pink, a little bit of purple ah, also surprised our eyes. So, began to walk in spring. Stepping on her soft soil, just know the hotbed of life can be so plain. As long as the old man of the season comes, all the sleeping seeds can be bred here, and give life a change of attitude. Spring, is definitely a full of life bustling picture scroll. Whether out of the ground, or budding; Whether it stretches slowly, or flows slowly; Whether it is quiet, or the nightingale whispers, as long as the season of the old man to open the curtain of spring, they will use their own unique way, here the magic of the natural show of vitality. So, began to roam in the spring. Covered with soft spring, let slightly sweet wind, passing from the side. You will realize that the breath of spring actually contains one of the most touching tenderness. Will also feel that nature is a strange mother, she chose in the depression of all things at the end of the winter, will be a variety of life out, let them step on the most gentle wisp of spring, embrace, bring infinite vitality to the world. In a flash, winter is gone, and spring has crept into the world. Spring, is a beautiful season, is full of poetic season; Spring, also means a vibrant start. Since ancient times, poets love spring, praise spring, because spring scenery is pleasant, everywhere can enter poetry. Walking in the garden of ancient poems, we can see Wing Chun poems colorful and colorful. It is dizzying. We pick a few flowers at will and read them slowly.
By brianna bradford3 years ago in Confessions