Let us keep a bright heart, and you will see that there will always be a bright spring in front of you. The grass is so green, the flowers are so fragrant, and the wind is so soft. You will be happy and happy.
What will remain in the history books for a long time is not the interests of being penny pinching, but the love of being honest with each other. Honest exchanges with friends will keep us sensitive to the truth, wipe away the clouds from our eyes, and open our minds again.
People run at the same time, missing the spring when peach blossoms send off snowflakes and the spring breeze wakes up frogs, missing the summer when waves break open and flowers bloom, missing the autumn when rice and grass are covered with golden dew and trees send off dead leaves, and missing the winter when the hillside is covered with white snow and silver ice.
Smile, you will find what a noble virtue it is - when you fall, it gives people sunshine like assistance; When lost, it gives people waves of courage.
I have a younger brother, who is only one and a half years old this year, but he is naughty. He has a pair of dark big eyes, flickering, like two black grapes, very divine. Yan Tao's ruddy mouth, if anyone offended him, she could lift a big oil bottle with a white face, like Snow White's. His mother left "three hairs" on his forehead, so I gave him a nickname "small three hairs".
In autumn, Miss Qiu rudely gave yellow to the ginkgo tree, red to the maple tree, and chrysanthemum fairies got more colors. The beautiful chrysanthemums nodded frequently in autumn.
Some people say that a person's life is like a piece of paper. When he first came to the world, he was a piece of white paper, a piece of white paper that everyone has. When he leaves the world, everyone's paper is full of different things.
Life is full of twists and turns, and the world is full of overlapping mountains. Passion to run, to go beyond, and then we can pick up the calm after frustration, unyielding after setbacks, calm after hardship.
It was an old book, slightly yellow, fluffy but neat, still scattering soft light. I gently stroked with my fingers, and the memory began to emerge like flowing water.
The blue planet rotates ceaselessly, the vast sea, and the white waves billow into the sky; A trickling river flows through the fields. Villages and towns. These are the manifestations of life vitality.