Life is like a play, and a play is like life. -inscription

No matter how ordinary or small, it is not a sequel of parents, a supporting role of friends, or an outsider of classmates. You are the protagonist of your life. With your own failure or success, with your own tears or smiles, you can stage your own drama, but you must grow up!

Remember Wen Tianxiang who died generously? He has read widely since he was a child, and has set up lofty aspirations and ideals. When he grew up, he went to war and died. Did he bow his head when he was captured by the enemy? Don't! He was determined to serve the country, but he remained unmoved under the threat and temptation of the enemy. He also wrote the famous sentence "No one has died since ancient times, so pay attention to it through the ages". He insisted on being himself in times of crisis and was not moved by the rhetoric of the enemy. He staged a wonderful play with his tragic life, and he performed himself well. He won the respect of world celebrities and future generations. Play yourself well, I am a miracle!

Remember Harry Potter, which is popular all over the world? Do you know that this book has been returned dozens of times? Its author, J.K. Rowling, was an unknown writer when writing this book. She firmly believes that her work will shine in the end. She took them to the publishing house again and again, and she was not discouraged when everyone threw her works into the trash can. When the world said "no" to her and everyone said "this is rubbish", she didn't go with the flow and was devastated. She smiled and said, "I just performed what I should do in my own life, and I didn't hear compliments or satires from others." As a result, Harry Potter has been translated into more than 60 languages and sold well all over the world. Play with yourself, I am the sun!

Life is like a play, and a play is like life. In the fierce struggle for existence, I concentrate on playing my role, not drifting, not abandoning, not giving up, and let my life glow with different brilliance.

I want to be free.

Who ever cared about my feelings?

Be gentle with me and kiss my wound.

Who cares? I'm sorry, too.

Stand up for me and touch my hand.

Those who are born again have to leave. "

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Just a few lyrics, but when it comes to my heart, no one cares about my feelings and no one cares about me. Everyone has his own life. I thought for a long time, no one will really know another person, so most of my troubles were chewed up by myself, leaving my happiest side to the people around me. Although I have been unhappy, although I also have some good friends, I still feel lonely. Often a person walks a long way, and when the wind blows, he feels like a fallen leaf. I often look up at the stars. I want to know, has anyone who understands me come to my world? Like light, from one planet to another. I will always remember that last summer, looking up at the brightest and loneliest starry sky, the world became so big.

I have always been like this. I'm quiet when I don't want to talk. That's not pretending to be sad. This is me, but you don't understand. You don't understand, and I dare not ask you to understand. Even if you can't bring me happiness, please don't leave me any harm. What was called before is irrelevant now. I don't expect you to like me, just think of me. I don't care, as long as you stop hurting me. Sometimes I can't sleep well because I don't have enough to eat. Sometimes you don't whisper. You all think I have a good life and laugh every day. But you know what? In the silent night, I will cry silently alone, and the trivial things in my life make me breathless.

I'm not a machine, you can play with it at will. I am a person, and I have my own feelings. I used to be crazy and happy, but now I'm not crazy. I have the life I want and the future I want. Sometimes, I really want to get drunk and forget who I am. It is best to stay awake for a long time. You don't know what I'm thinking and what I need. I don't even know whether I live in a dream or a reality every day. I feel like a puppet living blindly every day. Actually, I look down on many things. I am no longer attached to that unrealistic dream. When I woke up, the flowers fell, my dreams were broken and my heart was broken. All that is still a dream after all, but dreams will wake up one day.

Inscription junior high school composition 3: courage urges me to move forward.

I am in a world you have long forgotten, closing my eyes, covering my ears and cheering with tears. -inscription

I had a dream that night. In my dream, my Chinese teacher told me not to use so many "so" in your composition. So, I continued to use it, with more or less difficult guesses, and drew some innocuous words under the pen tip.

"The growth process without laughter is incomplete, and the growth process without tears is even more incomplete." I don't know when I saw this sentence. It seems that from then on, I learned to laugh and cry. So in the process of growing up, there are too many feelings and ideas, which make people extremely happy or cry. And those feelings I will use words to express, to record the mood at that time for me to remember and miss when I come.

PARK. 1

Many people will use inscriptions, either poetic or aesthetic, to point out the topic and lead to the following. Therefore, I also habitually and routinely use inscriptions. Those good sentences that I thought of and read in a book will be used as inscriptions. However, most of the inscriptions written have nothing to do with the topic, which seems irrelevant and confusing. It's just that moment was my youth pen sacrifice, which seemed to give me courage and push me forward.

So, I continued to use those floating inscriptions.

Park 2

I like reading. Whenever I see that I like reading, I always put it down. It is reasonable to think that essays written by people who love reading should always have a feeling of elegance or flowers in their works. But maybe I'm an exception. I can't use any beautiful words, can't light up an abandoned corner like sunshine, and can't give people ups and downs like the oncoming bad news. Maybe this is my own style. At night, a person hurts autumn in the sad spring with a pen, and then writes down some irrelevant words to show how he walked past step by step.

So, I took the words I wrote in the past as the driving force to move forward and slowly moved towards the end of my youth.

If the memory of youth is a notebook, how can I write it and never forget it?

I think, just use those inscriptions that are not inscriptions and have nothing to do with words.

That's all.