Wu Yaoxin, hanshan middle school City, Anhui Province

"Time is fleeting, cherries are red and bananas are green", which is the passage of time in the poet's eyes; "Confucius said in Sichuan: the deceased is like a husband, not giving up day and night", which is the passage of time in the eyes of philosophers; "Listening to the passage of time" is the passage of time in the eyes of literati. And the passage of time in my eyes means "no regrets about yesterday, no complaints about today, no fear of tomorrow".

Time is running out. For yesterday, I chose "Let bygones be bygones" without any regrets. For yesterday's past, some people say that memory is the beginning of forgetting and forgetting is the end of memory. Some people say that the past should be remembered, not forgotten. Some people say that people who are nostalgic are good people who are unhappy now. And I have always insisted on my original opinion. I remember in a pre-test psychological counseling class, faced with youthful faces full of regrets, I said emotionally, "If youth is a book that is too hasty, then we should turn (music) into (Liao!" " Yes, for each of us, no matter how glorious and unbearable our past is, when we face them directly, we can only choose to let go. In fact, you can only pull away, turn around and leave, and then start over! Two days ago, I asked my students to write a paper about "My Three Years". Many children are regretting their wasted time, their youth and ignorance, and their chagrin is beyond words. What I want to tell them is that living a life without regrets is the pursuit of each of us. For a young man, it is to think and do! In this way, when we are old, sitting by the warm fire and looking back, every wrinkle on our faces will smile and say-I have spent my life without regrets.

Time is running out. For today, I choose not to complain about "letting nature take its course". For today's present, many people are dissatisfied: those who are angry and rushing to the crown have it, those who are angry and angry have it, and what's more, they deserve it. What I choose is the calmness of "clouds floating in the sky" and the carelessness of "smiling and spending flowers in front of the court". I only pursue, not demanding! In a discussion with young teachers, I said: "As young people, we should be more energetic and less resentful;" More self-confidence and less arrogance; It is true that "more spirit, less anger": in work and life, it can be said that "everyone is in trouble, and everyone is suffering". But we can't complain, we can't complain! As the saying goes, "If you complain too much, you should be open-minded." If you complain too much, you will complain that others have not made progress, and you will "make excuses for failure, not find ways for success." Ordinary people are like this, especially young people. So I often teach my students to say, "Never complain about things that can't be changed, but take actions to change things that can be changed."

Time is running out. For the future tomorrow, I am not afraid to choose "Let the future come". I am not afraid of tomorrow's future, because "future or future" is a motto on the blackboard behind the classroom in Class 2, Grade 3, Senior High School. It is also an attitude towards life that I admire. Engaged in psychological counseling for 89 years. Most of the visitors I received were anxious patients: exam anxiety, occupational anxiety and emotional anxiety. . . . . . There are many things, but the high anxiety about the future is the common feature of these people, which is actually their real reason! According to some data, anxiety has become the most common psychological problem in our society. I don't know whether this is the characteristic of a transitional society or the price of social development, but I clearly know that if a person always lives in fear of the future, he can't be happy! Although I dare not say that the future belongs to me, I know that the future is not illusory, and the future is today's tomorrow; I don't want to say that tomorrow will be better, but I understand that tomorrow will be very different as long as you work hard; I won't say that the world is not worth having fun with me, but I know that life is not about being born and living, but about polishing your dreams, billy elliott.

Time is running out. For yesterday, I chose to "let bygones be bygones" without regret. For today, I choose not to complain about "letting nature take its course"; For the future tomorrow, I am not afraid to choose "Let the future come". What is your choice?

Comments: The article takes "time is passing" as the main line, and launches the full text from how to treat the differences in the past, present and future. At the beginning, use famous sentences to lead topics, highlight ideas, echo from beginning to end, have clear ideas and rigorous structure. (Zhang Fei)

Time is running out.

Qingdao jiaoyoutian

For years, I kept an old handkerchief in my desk drawer. It is made of the kind of white coarse cloth that is rare now. On the handkerchief, there are two naive white rabbits embroidered with red and yellow silk threads. Those bright silk threads have begun to fade.

I remember when I was in primary school, my classmates all had a small handkerchief with a beautiful pattern, but mine was cut by my mother with white cloth. I pestered my mother, hoping that she could buy me a beautiful flower handkerchief. Mother smiled and said, "Draw a picture on your handkerchief and I will embroider it for you."

So I drew two white rabbits on my handkerchief. My mother was a master of embroidery here when she was young. So she easily painted me as two white rabbits, and embroidered me vividly.

Although the handkerchief is made of rough white cloth, the students are envious. Because the lovely pattern on it was designed by myself. ...

Decades have passed by in a hurry, and that old handkerchief seems to be a special gift from the years. Every time I open it, my eyes will suddenly penetrate those yellowed memories, as if I saw those two lovely white rabbits. ...

Once, I picked up the old handkerchief and went to my mother's bed. My mother touched the yellow handkerchief with her moving palm for a while. Later, she smiled and said, "I embroidered this for you in the third grade of primary school." It rained that night, and it was harder for you to buy a new handkerchief than it was. "

Mom's memory of it is so clear! I couldn't help crying and quietly turned to wipe it off. With the passage of time, my appearance has become old, but my personality seems to have not changed at all. In my heart, I still have the courage to roam the world from time to time, eager to find spiritual freedom. At the same time, I have always retained the kindness of my childhood.

Occasionally, when I get together with my classmates, they always say to me, "It's just that your personality hasn't changed much, and you still like listening and silence as before."

Is it a coincidence that I collected that old handkerchief and my present state of mind? I hope, just like that handkerchief, I can still cherish my warm feelings and remain true to myself when I get old with time.

Comments: Taking the "old handkerchief" as the clue (central image), the full text is launched around the established proposition. The breakthrough point is specific and clear, and many sincere and moving details in the article show the nostalgia for the mother and the long-term affection for the family. (Zhang Fei)

Time is running out.

Urumqi Xia Aihua

Like an hourglass, grains slide to yesterday. I keep reaching out my hands, but I can't catch any. Time, like fireworks, gorgeous the whole night sky, but disappeared in an instant. Time is like a melodious song lingering in my ears, gentle and tender, and it lasts for more than three days. Looking back, I realized that the singer had left.

Time should be as short as spring, right? If we look at the fisherman's pride, which was copied by Zhu in the Song Dynasty, we can better understand the "ruthlessness" of time and how sad it is: "There are thousands of willows in the smoke. Love trees can't afford to fly when they are wet, autumn is boundless, and spring pays east. How much time can there be in 90 years? Scarabs left nothing they wanted. I sent a message to Dongyang wine market, and I was drunk. Now I am very happy to cry for him. " It turns out that spring has only three months and ninety days and nights.

On a beautiful spring night, I lingered in poetry. Ear, clearly came a warm and poetic Jiangnan minor, picturesque, infiltrating people's hearts: "In the sound of light and shadow, it is still cold, and the water is still cold. In the dream, the silk and bamboo sang softly, and the outsiders outside the building, the mountains outside the mountain, and the building mountain did not return. People haven't returned yet, Yan Yu looked back and forgot Sichuan long ago, and the piano player was in tears. The drizzle fell on my shoulder. Shoulder-length, cold flute, residual window shadow. In the sound of smoke, where is Jiangnan? "

No matter how much I love every second, no matter how much I want to keep time, let it stop and let me wander freely, as if I were in a sweet and gentle country. But time still passes relentlessly, from spring to summer.

My heart tears, condensed on my chest. I hope time can see how affectionate and attached I am to it. I even complain from the heart, time, you are too cruel, you are too heartless, you are too indifferent, you are too selfish.

On a beautiful morning, standing in front of the window of the season and gently opening the window of the heart, I feel relieved. It turns out that summer is more beautiful, flowery and poetic. It turns out that summer is more elegant and covered with green trees, bringing a cool season. It turns out that summer is more abundant, and there is a window of mountains and seas for me to hug. It turns out that inadvertently, time has blossomed into a flower in June, fragrant my life and enriching my soul. It is full of my imagination and my passion for life.

Let time bloom into a flower in June, stop in the flower of time, and I smile like a flower.

Comments: This young writer's test article is so brilliant that I'm afraid the average student can't imitate it. The article first writes about the passing of spring, and then writes about the prosperity of summer. Life is just like this, and what flows away is irreversible. We don't have to worry or hurt. Looking at today or tomorrow, you will find that the world is so wonderful. (Zhang Fei)

Time is running out.

Liuzhou qingsi

Thousands of years ago, Su Shi sighed in "Red Cliff Fu": "I mourn for his life and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River." Compared with the endless Yangtze River, life is only a moment. Time, like the vast Yangtze River, is dynamic. Only by following its footsteps closely can we not be left behind. Only by riding on the river and fighting against it can we feel the pulse of life, observe the breath of society and understand what we are going to do. If you just look at the river bank, you will only get sadness.

In the face of the passing time, we will never find another way. The only thing we can grasp is to make full use of time reasonably. The premise of all this is that you have a clear plan for your life and a firm belief. Even if you encounter setbacks, you can't look back, you can only be more depressed. You should always have a dream. Without dreams, there is no effort, and you will only live like a warm swallow.

Time means different things to different people. For the wise, it is the best gift from heaven, because it can make the wise see more wonderful life and learn more knowledge, so that life and spirit can go to eternity; But for fools, time is like a lingering nightmare, empty and unreal. Without clear goals and beliefs, it is inevitable to get lost, and it can only be numb and wasted, day after day, year after year, until it can't be repeated.

Although it is not an easy task to locate the direction and coordinates of life, I always believe that as long as I go on unswervingly according to my own beliefs, I can also walk out of a world. Because, anyone who has a clear plan for life often has a better grasp of time and can maximize the effectiveness of time.

Ningyue in the Warring States period is a famous example. Ning Yue is a farmer, pulling the cow's tail every day. Unable to bear the hardship, he asked others how to change this lifestyle. He was told that only by studying for 30 years can he avoid such hard work. So Ning Yue has been studying hard while others are playing. After fifteen years of hard work, he finally became the master of the king.

Although we don't have to agree with this kind of life, we can try to prove another answer and find another interpretation of life. This is the dialectics of time and life. Only by making good use of time can life be efficient and make life more exciting and vivid.

Comments: The article believes that in the face of the passage of time, sadness and wandering are futile; We can do it reasonably and make full use of time. Most of the articles are reasoning. If we can enrich the articles with some examples, the argumentation of the articles will be more powerful. (Zhang Fei)

Time is running out.

Beijing Han Haoyue

Ask a fifth-grade child, "Do you think time passes slowly?" He looked sad: "It's too slow. When is the summer vacation? " The same question is asked to a teenager in adolescence, whose face is very complicated: "A month feels like a year ..."

One night deep in my memory, I suddenly woke up and couldn't sleep. The faucet in the kitchen drops a drop every three to five seconds, which falls on the edge of the pool and on the heart of an easily felt teenager. At that moment, I felt the speed and weight of time. In the process of waiting, three to five seconds become as long as three to five minutes or even thirty to five minutes. Light water drops pass through the eardrum and reach my heart, just like a horde.

After a long time, people are desperate. It's like the Black Sea that quietly covers the beach at midnight, but you are like a weak fish that has lost all its strength. You just need to breathe a little oxygen before being submerged. When time is so slow, there is indeed a feeling that life is being swallowed up; But on the other hand, isn't time a gift to life? It will leave a mark on every soul. Take days as a unit, print equal scales, and between scales, you can write every minute and second calmly. When your soul is dragged by flying desires and oppressed by heavy life, you will miss the simple days when your soul was stocked.

When did the time suddenly rise? 25 years old? 30? Or forty or fifty years old? No one can find that node, but I suddenly feel that the herbivore who is always carefree on the hillside has suddenly become a fast-moving and insatiable carnivore. It is most interested in fighting and tearing. Some people panic, some people are helpless, some people are angry, and some people struggle.

Time divides a person's life into two halves, as the poet wrote: "Half is light and half is darkness". As the song goes, "One day to live, one day to die". The attitude towards time determines the quality of our life, what we spend time on, and the direction of our life.

Time, please stop-we can only use our emotions to heat the cold time. I believe that many people in this world have mastered the secret and knack of punctuality. They are people who regard life as a "picture book". In this "album", ideals, pursuits, life, emotions ...

Comments: Professional writers' articles are mostly based on talents, while ordinary students "expect" and don't have to "harmony". Time makes people "desperate" and "long", but it flies. Our attitude towards time determines the quality of our life; How we treat time determines the direction of life. People should warm the cold time with ideals, pursuits and emotions. (Zhang Fei)

Time is running out.

Qufu in Guangyang Ji

One morning this spring, my friend gave me a pot of Datura in bud. The blade like a sword is green and thick, and it has a watery feeling, as if it had just been moved out of the flower shed. More than half a meter long scape emerges from the center of the blade, which is tall, straight, thick and hard. There are more than ten inflorescences at the top of the scape, and the flower buds or bones are long, with deep purple in pink, which is pleasing to the eye and pleasing to people.

In the afternoon, I moved Wen Shulan into Chaoyang's study, and the bright spring came in obliquely from the porch window. My heart suddenly lit up, which is the kind of light with hidden fragrance. I expect her to spit out early in the bright and warm sunshine.

I just made a cup of tea and I haven't finished it yet. I found that as the sun moved westward, the bright light had deviated from Wenshulan. I put down my teacup and quickly moved Wen Shulan to the spring strip cut by the porch window.

Turn on the computer and search for the content about Wenshulan-it was actually designated as "five trees and six flowers" by the temple! (that is, according to the Buddhist scriptures, five kinds of trees and six kinds of flowers must be planted in the temple) Suddenly, I feel that this adds a bit of mystery to the lush plants.

Who knows, when I turned around again and looked at this orchid with new eyes, I found that the vibrant spring day moved quietly again ... I quickly got up and moved the flowerpot to the constantly moving spring day. I really realized that the word "time" can't be kept! Today, I see the true face of time, feel the urgency and irreversibility of time, and appreciate the ruthlessness and ruthlessness of time.

In this way, in about three hours this afternoon, I moved Wenshulan seven or eight times in a row in the limited space of my study, following the ever-moving sunshine.

Maybe it's a lot of trouble. At sunset, when Xishan and Chunyang finally escaped from my room, Wen Shulan, who had just checked in, opened five stamens at once. These five huge flowers, each with six slender petals, slowly stretch around and bend back, vivid, pleasant and elegant. It seems that they are trying their best to show me their beauty and charm ... in an instant, the whole study is full of flowers. But the flowering period of Wenshulan is not long, and it will wither in a few days.

I cherish ...

Time is a fragrant orchid that blooms quietly, but time waits for no one.

Comments: Narrative either wins with plot or wins with emotion. This paper belongs to the latter. Emotions are similar, and the topic of the proposition composition in the examination room is relatively clear. Then the article can only express itself in combination with its own personalized life. I think the inspiration of this article for candidates is that we should integrate life into writing and put common feelings into life in order to be emotional. (Zhang Fei)

Time is running out.

Hangzhou Lu Yongqiang

Mr. Lu Xun once told a joke: the master and son are very happy together. Someone said, "This child will be a big official in the future." The host was very happy and rewarded the man. Another person said, "The child will die sooner or later." The master was very angry and kicked him out of the house.

Whose prediction is the most reliable? Nature is the latter. Considering from the dimension of time, in this world, the final winner is definitely time.

The truth is often ugly, even naked. And lies are always beautifully dressed and welcomed by everyone. The days are like running water, and there is no possibility of returning to the west. Life is like spring flowers, a rainy night, dead leaves will be full of vitality; The lost time, even if it rains every night, can't escape the mottled vicissitudes of life.

Time flies, and years make people old. Time takes away the things you love one by one: you watch your elders leave me one by one, or suffer misfortune or be terminally ill; Your friends are full of youth, but they are crushed and decadent by life in front of the real society ... You just stand by and watch them slide into the abyss, helpless.

In the face of time, if you think nothing is possible in this world, you can't change anything, and you don't want to change anything yourself. If so, then this is the greatest sorrow in life.

Why do people have meaning and ability to love others? His love, if not integrated into higher love, will never get out of the curse of time, either decadent or extravagant. The biggest difference between people is the use of time.

Huang was a great painter in Yuan Dynasty. He was obsessed with his official career in his early years until he became a junior official in middle age. However, he was jailed because of the corruption of his boss and almost lost his life. After he got out of prison, he gave up on himself and drank all day for fun. It was not until his later years that he suddenly realized and put down all utilitarianism. In his later years, he painted Fuchun Shan Jutu by Fuchun River and died soon. Huang finally grasped the tail of his time and left the "first scene in the world" to future generations. While the world is giving many meanings to the cross-strait "Fuchun" combination, few people think of Huang's later years, the "last few strokes" of brilliant human nature.

The conclusion that life belongs to "zero" will fuel the burning desire for people who are insatiable and prosperous, just like the kind of worms written by Liu Zongyuan, who carry everything they see on their backs and are finally crushed in the mud. For a person who has participated in life, he knows that there is not much time left for himself. Only by traveling light can he reach the finish line as soon as possible. Just like gliding, he needs to run and then throw away useless weight to fly higher.

Comments: Lu Xun's jokes lead to the topic of time, which is in line with the meaning of the topic. The view is that in the face of the passage of time, we should go into battle lightly, abandon utilitarianism and realize flying. (Zhang Fei)

Time is running out.

Chen Jiaqiao

Mr Hawking is sitting by the window facing the street, counting the colored balls on the table. He knew that the coffee would be cold in half an hour, and the girl named Rita didn't know whether she would come or not. But the only thing he knows for sure is that Rita promised to come last night. He is waiting. For Mr. Hawking, waiting for Lida is not only the support for the young man, but also the result of his trust in the young man. If you ask, he actually doesn't think there is anything wrong with dating a girl like Rita.

However, time is running out. Mr. Hawking smiled maliciously and was seen by the waiter. He quietly told another waiter that Mr. Hawking was waiting for someone to snicker. Another waiter said that Mr. Hawking also cherishes time. At first, the waiter obviously didn't see it that way. He said that Mr. Hawking is not that simple. While they were chatting, Mr. Hawking gently raised his coffee cup. He raised his glass and looked at a bug near it carefully. He was fascinated by it and didn't find that Miss Rita had come in.

He planned to wait for her for half an hour, so he didn't look up. He can't see Miss Rita, and Miss Rita doesn't know Mr. Hawking. Although she knows what he looks like, she just can't believe that the old man sitting in the corner is Mr. Hawking. So she made a gesture to the two waiters and sat down in the far corner opposite Mr. Hawking. Two waiters served her, but I didn't expect that she was the one Mr. Hawking was waiting for.

Mr. Hawking still did something. Mr. Hawking stared at the coffee cup. He saw black holes and the depths of the universe. There is also a coffee shop where he and Rita sit and chat. He was a little uneasy, as if he were accusing the girl. Why is he late? The girl said, if time is too fast and the black hole is going to collapse, then we can't sit here. Mr. Hawking said Hawking said you were slow enough. The girl said, I mean hypothetically. Mr. Hawking says it's hard to do.

The girl just smiled, but in the real coffee shop 20 1 1, the girl still sat at the table and couldn't come to Mr. Hawking. As far as Mr Hawking is concerned, he has recognized her. He knows that coffee is cold. But he didn't wave to her. He said to the waiter, ask the girl for me. Just say that a gentleman named Hawking took the liberty of asking, are you Rita? He is waiting for you.

Comments: Writing in the examination room is the most taboo. This style of writing is not suitable for most candidates. (Zhang Fei)

Time is running out.

endless flow

When Qin Shihuang sent Xu Fu and a group of boys and girls he led to the seaside, his heart must be full of expectations. He firmly believes that this warlock named Xu Fu can find an elixir for himself, so that time will stop on him and he will become the "first emperor" from generation to generation.

He wouldn't have thought that a few years later, his seemingly solemn behavior became the biggest joke.

What is certain is that when he galloped through the land of six countries and attacked the city and plundered the land, the wind of hunting was wrapped in his ear, which must be the rapid passage of youth. After every battle, he bemoaned his growing white hair in the mirror. At that time, he must hope that time will pass faster and realize his ambition of reunifying the whole country at an early date. And when he is in a world where the smoke is exhausted and he is satisfied, he must be full of sadness: time is passing, who can share the huge family business?

Such feelings are as fair and strong as heroes. Cao Cao, who looks at the sea in Jieshi in the east, seems to be more willing to put his helplessness into the vast universe. "If the trip to the sun and the moon is out of it. If the stars and Han are brilliant, it is no longer a feeling of self-life. The universe is boundless horizontally and time is infinite vertically. People are so small that they can be ignored.

Although even a master like Confucius is helpless in the face of the era when the deceased is like a husband, people never stop moving forward. The forward posture itself is a counterbalance to time. In order to fight against eternity in a short time, what is needed is the courage of Mount Tai to cross the North Sea. It is in this tragic confrontation that mankind has created miracles, so we see that time is passing and we are growing. Even if the frost dyes white hair, even if life disappears invisibly, we should also hand in a perfect answer sheet to our hearts.

I was deeply moved by such a picture: a couple of mountain people in a remote mountainous area of Guizhou bought a cake in the street, broke it in half and ate it happily and contentedly. Their hands, which have experienced many vicissitudes, are tightly held together ... this may be the most delicious food they have eaten for the first time, or it may be the only time they have walked out of the mountains. More often, they are alone in the depths of the mountains, farming and farming.

Time is meaningless to them, because their survival has surpassed the passage of time.

"Endless, generation after generation, Jiang Yue just similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water. " In Zhang's melancholy, what we see is endless struggle and courage. No matter how time passes, there is only one thing we have to do, so that we can continue to grow as time goes by.

Comments: The article was written by Qin Shihuang, Cao Cao and Confucius to the couple in Guizhou. In the face of the major problem of "the passage of time", the author has been thinking for thousands of years and is fascinated by the past and the present. The viewpoint of the article is thought-provoking: let's fight against the passage of time with positive and promising actions, and let us continue to grow in the passage of time. It should be noted that the proposition that "time is passing" is not an opinion in itself, but a phenomenon and an existence. In the face of this phenomenon and existence, we should maintain this attitude, which is the viewpoint. Views should inspire people, of course, to inspire people to go up. This article has a clear point of view and can inspire people to think positively. (Zhang Fei)

Time is running out.

Zhang Yuming (247200) Anhui Demonstration High School Dongzhi No.3 Middle School

The last pinch of snow curled up in the ravine finally couldn't stretch out, fell into the grass, turned into a trace of water, merged into a spring and flowed into the stream. Time goes hand in hand with it, and it also goes deep into time ...

Yes, what else can explain time as eloquently as a river, and what else can switch between the three States of the universe as freely as a river? Unpredictable time can't be directly described, so people have to use magical rivers to describe it. So there was a sigh of "Zi Yuechuan: the deceased is like a husband".

When flying north and south, we know the changes of seasons; From hair to hair, I know the passage of time. "Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow" is mostly because their understanding of time is still in a chaotic state. Without the weak crown, they naturally have the regret that their clothes are getting slower and their years are getting later. So there are many regrets related to time. For example, in a certain period of time, love didn't come out, but it became loved by others. In the lost time, filial piety is not in place, but relatives are not waiting.

Time is 24 hours a day for everyone. But everyone's attitude towards time is very different. Some people say that they have too much time, so they throw one at a time, so they soak in the feast, lie in ecstasy and sit next to the "Great Wall on the table". Time just flowed away in the glass, disappeared in luxury and lost at the gambling table. These people believe that today's wine will lead to tomorrow's worries, but they don't know that "when spring comes back, flowers will bloom again", which is just a seasonal cycle. Spring is not the spring of yesterday, and flowers are not the flowers of the past.