The raindrops outside the window hit the iron shed, the rain was heavy and the sound was loud. Listening to the fierce confrontation between the iron sheet and the raindrops, I slowly cleared the table, put a stack of paper on it, and copied Mr. Lin Qingxuan's "Lily Blossoms" stroke by stroke, feeling very peaceful inside.

Mr. Lin used simple writing to draw lilies with rich meanings. The growth process of this lily makes me look back on the life path I have traveled. When I was young, I always felt that I was different and looked forward to great achievements. As I walked along, under the persuasion of people around me and the influence of the environment, I gradually became mediocre. I lost that carefree, innocent little boy with dreams. In order to grow up, I forgot my original intention, and the dreams I had once refused to enter my dreams even when I was dreaming. Just to grow up, I sacrificed too much! Let myself float in the Dead Sea. Looking back, I have been floating in the Dead Sea for many years. I can't help but sigh with sadness and a mouthful of salty taste.

The rain outside the window poured down like tears, and the sound of raindrops poured into my ears endlessly. This sound seemed to float endlessly and echoed in my ear holes and in my heart. But I understand that although I don’t know when the sound of rain will become lonely, it will definitely stop at some point. I couldn't help but think about our life. We think it is extremely long and we don't know when we will die, but death will come one day we don't know. We cannot control the time of death, but we can control our mood every day before this day comes. Let yourself be happy! Do more things that make you happy, like me copying and writing articles now, these are what I like to do. No matter what others say to me: "What's the use of your handwriting? It's a waste of time." No matter whether the words I write wholeheartedly are read or not, I will persevere. This is how I discover beauty and create beauty, which makes every day worthwhile. Memory lifestyle.

Stand up, raise your head, straighten your chest, and look out the window. Dark clouds pile up layer by layer in the sky, lightning flashes in the clouds, thunder echoes muffledly between the sky and the earth, and the sound of raindrops It is still floating in my ear holes, and in my mind is this picture: the sun pierces the dark clouds, the wind slowly blows away the dark clouds, and also blows away the sound of raindrops floating in my ears, and a rainbow hangs In the freshly washed sky, the sun is just right, I am not old yet, time is peaceful, and my heart is happy!