With the arrival of midsummer, the sunshine is also full of vitality, announcing the fifth season haunted by graceful notes. In summer, the hot and humid wind rubs against the dazzling green trees, and cicadas sing like lyres in the air. Where did the loud singing come from? Outline a confident and open life.
On a boring summer night, I walked alone in the dimly lit Wuyi Square, looking for a few cool winds to cleanse my hot soul.
Suddenly, the noise around me came to an abrupt end, and a slightly old but powerful chorus struck my eardrum and swept away my fatigue. Looking inside, the same smiling old man is singing in Wuyi Square.
I felt a sense of respect and admiration in my heart. I went forward and listened carefully.
Gray hair is swaying in the air, and cheeks full of years are red with excitement. Those revolutionary old songs rippled in the boundless sky, and the onlookers unconsciously merged into the confident and vast songs, humming softly with the serious beat of the conductor. In the song, I seem to hear the old people drifting away, and I seem to have entered their prosperous years.
What makes the old people get rid of the twilight and stumbling of the sunset? What awakened their deep-rooted youthful frivolous dreams? What made them forget the sadness and helplessness of the old man? Is it the love and persistence of music? Is it yearning and yearning for life? Is it the tacit understanding and liberation of being born in the same era? Or just have a heart that refuses to accept the old?
The super girl draft is popular all over the country, which is a stage for young people, and the passion square is also a stage for dreams and vitality. In the evening when the sunset is about to collapse, we see the loneliness and sadness of the sunset, but forget its warmth and calmness. Seeing the confident smiles of the old people and hearing their fearless loud songs, I have to sincerely believe in the power of life and admire that even when the sun sets, there is a sky of my own.
Looking at Xia Hong on the horizon, I was deeply touched. Only with a calm and calm mind and a confident and cheerful mind can we have a truly beautiful and energetic life.
2. Only with self-confidence can you be truly beautiful.
There is a saying: "It is better to be beautiful than to live beautifully."
Live beautifully! Yes, each of us should live beautifully, even if we are not ideal. What does it mean to live beautifully? First of all, be confident. By your side, do you think there are people who live beautifully and are not confident and calm in facing others and life? Please note that the self-confidence mentioned here is not a self-centered and condescending attitude, but a self-righteous and self-deceiving megalomaniac. When I say self-confidence, I mean self-confidence in my bones, self-confidence from the inside out, self-confidence without exaggeration or affectation. This kind of self-confidence is often expressed in the gentlest gesture, which is so natural, but others can strongly feel it from your eyes, tone and actions, feel the pride and potential vitality of your inner life, and feel your infinite love and passion for life!
You know Lu Yu. She is a very famous TV host. Although she is not beautiful, has a small head and poor facial features, it is this weak woman who has become the "master Hua Dan" of the TV station. When she faced the big star interviewed by her, there was no timidity, flattery and smiling face, only a friendly, gentle and supercilious attitude, keen thinking, kind words and manners, which made people fall in love with this ugly but confident "little" cute host! Imagine, if a host is not confident, just exaggerated and funny, then who will think he (she) is beautiful if he makes a propaganda gesture?
After writing this, I remembered last year's flight. It was my first time to fly. When I slowly walked into the cabin surrounded by my parents and everyone, I was both uneasy and very excited. I was nervous because my clothes were worn out, and I was afraid that the well-informed flight attendants would make fun of me, not to mention that there were many fashionable foreign men and women on the plane. After sitting down, I saw an old man in the front seat waving to a stewardess and asking for a bottle of mineral water. The stewardess smiled at him and immediately brought a bottle. When I looked carefully, the old man was really rustic, but his carefree mood suddenly attracted me. I looked at the busy flight attendants in the cabin again. Some of them are not beautiful, some are handsome and lovely, but the warm and generous expressions on their faces are just as touching. That's a confident expression. Suddenly, I feel relieved and feel how beautiful the world is: there is no beauty of high and low, no beauty of high and low, only beauty, a beauty from the inside out-self-confidence.
My friends, the world is beautiful, which depends on whether you face it with a calm and confident heart. With self-confidence, you can be truly beautiful.
You are truly beautiful only when you have the courage to pursue your dreams.
Everyone has their own dreams. What matters is whether you have the courage to pursue it.
Entering this city in summer, the heat is unbearable. That night, like many nights, I enjoyed a quiet review time in my father's unit and went home with my schoolbag on my back. Everything is a little mechanized: press the password door and walk in, and the elevator door opens and walks in. At this time, all I can think of is the coolness and comfort of the air-conditioned room and the relaxation and happiness brought by sleep.
However, when the elevator door slowly closed and was about to start running, I saw a moth.
This moth may not be as big as my glasses, but it can be described as "huge" to me. It looks like a butterfly, a bit specious. I suddenly felt a fear that it would fly to me and pretend to be friendly, and then suddenly attack me; I feel disgusted again. I hate it and disturb my original good mood at the moment.
Fortunately, this moth, which looks like a butterfly, seems to be only interested in the lamp above me, so I have been circling around it, and I have successfully escaped from the "danger". "Why show off the beauty of butterflies everywhere!" Leave this sentence disdainfully when you leave the elevator. Maybe it just likes light, and light can bless it.
A few days passed, and it was not until I accidentally read such a sentence in a book that the moth came to her senses: "Where there is light, the moth's life will soon end, but it will still choose to be with the light."
Suddenly, it dawned on me.
In the dictionary, the word "moth to the fire" means overreaching, but at the moment in my mind, the scene of moth to the fire has become the most beautiful scenery. Yes, a moth that looks like a butterfly will never become a beautiful butterfly, but when it comes to kissing the light in the elevator, it is more beautiful than a butterfly. Its beauty comes from its persistent courage in the face of dreams. At that moment, light became the destination of its life.
Perhaps, when the fish turns white and the sun rises again, the moth has left the world it once loved, but it certainly won't regret it. And we are still working hard for our dreams, like a pupa still exploring in the dark.
Green grass, fragrant flowers and a free sky-if this is our dream, let us flap our weak wings like that moth and summon up courage to pursue our dreams and meet our beauty.
Rainbow, after fierce fighting with lightning, appeared.
Ideals are born after being caught by fate.
Only when you have the courage to pursue your dreams can you be truly beautiful.
4. Only with ambition can we be truly beautiful.
The king sang, "Be strong when you are old. You would rather be poor and strong than fall into the sky. " The breakthrough of language reveals the most unshakable banner in human hearts-ambition.
Ambition is the rise in adversity.
During the Western Han Dynasty, Zhu Maichen's parents died in his early years and his family was poor. "If he can't read a book, he often goes to the scholar's house to borrow it." He works hard every day and never loses his ambition because of his poor family. His wife and children abandoned him because of his "bad habits". However, Zhu Maichen did not affect his life coordinate because of poverty, but studied harder. Finally, because I read a lot of books and learned a lot, I was worshipped as an official. During his time as an official, he still held firm ambitions, always focused on diligence and took learning as the truth, so he became a well-read man in the history of our country.
Ambition is an expression of optimism and self-confidence.
Tai Lihua, one of the figures who moved China in 2005, is loved and admired by people for his gorgeous performing arts and calm and pure heart. However, in her childhood, a sudden illness linked her with disability. However, she faced life positively and optimistically, and made an ambition from an early age: "To be a kind and pure person with an inner heart and take the road of artistic performance." It is this attitude towards life and unremitting efforts to realize her ambition that makes her exude the truth, goodness and beauty of human nature from her heart. As the acceptance speech said: "Show the vitality of life in silence and outline the nobility of human nature in arms. Beauty needs no language, you are the most beautiful in our hearts! " Exactly: take ambition as a boat and sail to the other side of hope with your heart.
Ambition is the persistent pursuit of faith.
Franklin, an American who discovered electricity, struggled at home, but he also made up his mind from an early age: "I never waste my time on bad games such as hotels and gambling." We have gained great pleasure and enjoyment from the inventions of our predecessors, and we should also be happy to have the opportunity to serve others and do it generously and voluntarily. "As he said, he kept his promise, contributed his own strength to the development of science, and was unique in the hall of science in the18th century.
We live in the great motherland of 2 1 century. To feel ambition is to strengthen your faith, stand firm and show your attitude towards life. Those who have achieved great things in ancient times are not only brilliant, but also determined to persevere. In the flower season, we should also follow the footsteps of our predecessors, learn to yearn for, learn to struggle, and write a new chapter in the top gun of the new century. In this way, we can sing: "Only with ambition can we be truly beautiful."
Only eternal love can have real beauty.
In the yard, the breeze is blowing gently and the leaves are swaying.
In the yard, grandparents are sitting.
I used to feel that my grandparents were not in harmony with the beautiful scenery in the yard.
Grandma is old, and the traces of time have crept onto her face. The wrinkles and age spots on her face seem a bit unsightly, with gray hair scattered over her head and even a few teeth missing. Grandpa is old, and many diseases are bothering him. He is very weak, hunched and shivering when he walks. He always leans on a crutch that has experienced the same vicissitudes as him. Seeing this scene, I can't help feeling that my grandparents are really ugly. Until one day, a scene in the yard changed my mind.
It was a sunny night. In the moonlight, grandparents sat side by side in the yard to enjoy the cool. Slowly, grandma sat opposite grandpa, gently rolled up grandpa's trouser legs, reflecting the moonlight. I clearly saw my grandfather's thin feet ... but my grandmother didn't mind. She slowly lifted grandpa's foot and put it on her lap. She skillfully rubbed her hands under her feet. Grandpa seems to feel very comfortable. He closed his eyes gently, his body trembled, and his hand was still playing with the old crutch like a child. Grandma is still rubbing gently, rubbing ... everything is silent, and they are all enjoying the sweetness of this moment. How beautiful, as if surrounded by an eternity, even the air is filled with love.
Grandpa is really old, but in grandma's heart, grandpa is always a constant reliance; Grandma is really old. But in grandpa's eyes, grandma is still gentle and beautiful, which is grandpa's lifelong concern. At this moment, I understand that grandparents are so beautiful, and their beauty comes from their eternal love.
Love is the seed of flowers, the germ of green grass, the source of streams, and eternal love is the support of the world. There is love-eternal love, which is the real beauty.
In the yard, the breeze is blowing gently and the leaves are swaying.
In the yard, grandparents are sitting.
Now, I think grandparents are the most beautiful people in the world.
6. Only music is truly beautiful.
Time flies, time flies. Blink of an eye, I have quietly passed the sixteen-year-old flower season. Along the way, many people accompanied me. They are like flowers in spring, which bring me beautiful life and memories. But I want to say that there is a special friend who has been with me for a long time. She gave herself selflessly, which made me truly appreciate the fragrance of life. She is music, a song that I grew up with.
Listening to snails, I heard the beauty of self-confidence and courage-
"Should we put down the heavy shell ..." Snails are shells, and they hear the frustrations and hesitations of singers in their lives. But I know that there are no eternal winners in life. Neither he nor I should be brave and strong. Maybe you see the thorns ahead, but you will also see the flowers behind the thorns. Similarly, in life, work and study, we will encounter setbacks, but we must also see the success behind them! As the song sings at the end: "One day, I will find my own day." Yes, with self-confidence, courage and perseverance, I will definitely have the sky that belongs to me! Thank you "snail", thank you for the music, let me taste the real beauty.
Listening to songs and smiles, I heard the beauty of friendship-
"Please take my song back to your home, please leave your smile ..." What a cheerful melody, what spiritual words, what sincere feelings! I can't help seeing the smiling faces of my classmates who have been with me for three years. I still remember picking me up when I fell, encouraging each other when I was lost, and the sound of "refueling" before the exam. My heart was touched unconsciously, and my smile bloomed defenseless. Friends, synonymous with eternal memory, friendship, a feeling that will never be forgotten! Thank you for your singing and smiling, and thank you for your music, which made me taste the real beauty.
Listening to "Go home often", I heard the beauty of family-
"Go home often, go home ..." The lyrics are not too gorgeous, but plain is true! Seeing the traces of years biting my parents' foreheads, I really feel a deep apology from the heart. Dad, mom, I will write my life with a pen, and I will never let you down again. Please rest assured! Thanks to "going home often to see" and music, I know how to be grateful, know how to repay, and let me taste the real beauty.
Music is the sustenance and expression of people's emotions from ancient times to the present. With it, there is greenery in spring, cool breeze in midsummer, bumper harvest in autumn and warm sunshine in winter. Thank you, music, for letting me dance the rotating steps, hold a ray of moonlight, have a sip of tea, appreciate you and appreciate your true beauty.
7. Only selfless love is truly beautiful.
My mother is plain, with a bean-sized mole on her mouth and freckles all over her face. In the eyes of others, my mother is even a little ugly, but in my eyes, she is the most beautiful person in the world because of her selfless love.
One quiet night, I went home to do my homework as usual. I buried myself in the math problem, and the pen tip rustled on the paper. "It's time for dinner-"Mother's urging voice came from the kitchen. "Oh, right away!" I should say. But I still wrote "shuashua shua", and my pen never stopped. "hurry up! The rice is getting cold! " Mother urged me again. "I know!" I cried impatiently, dragged my tired body to the kitchen, and rubbed against the kitchen door, only to hear my mother nagging again ... I told you to come to dinner quickly, why are you dawdling? In such a cold day, the food is easy to get cold, and what should I do if I eat my stomach badly? The child just won't listen. ...
"I'm fed up with it. I've been calling. My idea of doing my homework just now was disturbed by you! Stop eating! " I dropped this sentence and went back to my room.
Under the light, I went on doing my homework hungry. In the silent night, I only heard the constant "cooing" sound in my stomach. At about ten o'clock, when I finished my homework and got ready for bed, the door creaked open. At first it was just a crack, and then the door opened wide-it was mom! She came in with a bowl of my favorite jiaozi. Jiaozi is tender, slippery, white, fat and steaming, and my mouth is almost watering.
"Hungry?" My mother came up to me and asked with a smile. I turned around and muttered, "I'm not hungry. I don't want to eat. " Before I finished, a jiaozi was stuffed into my mouth. "How can you not be hungry?" Mom said.
Jiaozi smells delicious, so I quickly swallowed a few, then shook my cheeks and began to eat. Mom smiled, so did I.
Along the edge of the bowl, I saw my mother's hand-huh? Why are there little red bubbles? "Mom, your hand ...? "I asked at once. "Oh, I accidentally burned it, and it didn't hurt." "Is this jiaozi?" Suddenly, my vision blurred, tears swirled in my eyes, but never fell. I know that if I cry, she will be sad. I have never broken the tranquility of the night. My mother's selfless and deep love for me is contained in this quiet night with a smile.
Mom, a plain and even a little ugly mother, is the most beautiful in my eyes.
8. Only when there is youth can there be real beauty.
"Fashion clothes, rich appearance, black hair and beautiful eyes, is this beauty?" I looked up and asked God, and a solemn voice came down from the sky: "Not only that, only youth can be truly beautiful." "What is that youth?" I asked, and God smiled, "Find and feel for yourself! Find the answer and come back and tell me. "
I flew into the blue sky and met an eagle. I whispered to it, "Young and handsome Eagle, can you tell me what youth is?" The eagle fluttered its wings and said thoughtfully, "If you want to know what youth is, feel it with me!" " I danced with the powerful wings of the eagle, sometimes hitting the blue sky and flying among the white clouds; Sometimes dive underground and fly in the fields; Sometimes I catch up with hurricanes and travel through storms. Oh! I understand that youth is to dominate the situation and decorate the blue sky and white clouds with high morale and vigorous vitality.
I climbed the mountain and met a pine tree. I asked it kindly, "Brother Matsuko, can you tell me what youth is?" The pine tree nodded and said, "If you want to know your youth, come and feel it with me!" " "So I'm with Song Qing. Spring has come, we sprout new buds and glow; Summer has come, the sun is shining and we are sweating, and we are still standing on the towering top of the mountain; Autumn is coming, the frost and wind sweep the leaves, and we are quiet; Winter has come, autumn snow covers the top, and we bend down to shake off the thick snow, still tenacious and straight. Oh! I understand that youth is tough and resolute, not afraid of cold and difficulties, and makes the tree of life evergreen.
In the mountain stream, the stream tells me with songs that youth is dancing and singing.
In the field, He Miao told me in ceramic language that youth is full of vigor and flowers.
I flew to heaven, and God nodded and smiled and said, "Son, you have understood the true meaning of beauty. I sincerely wish you to be beautiful forever."
9. Only tolerance can make you truly beautiful.
When clever swallows cut out spring with scissors-like tails, a wall divides the yard into two sides.
On one side is Xiaoliu, whose soft hair hangs freely and looks elegant, just like a slim girl. On the other side is a small jujube tree, whose bark is yellow and cracked by the sun, and its skin is rough, like an old man.
On a warm spring morning, the little willow fiddled with her flexible figure on one side of the wall. Bright sunshine, breeze blowing, the little willow tree looks very charming. But she seemed a little bored, so she made fun of jujube:
"Ah! Jujube, do you think I'm beautiful ... "
The jujube tree stood there quietly without saying a word.
"Hum, even if you are ugly, why don't you admit that others are beautiful?" Xiaoliu was a little angry, taunting him angrily and yelling.
Summer is coming, and the burning sun shines brightly on the earth, as if to devour everything on the earth. Everyone came to the willow tree for the summer. Little willow was very happy, stroking her soft hair and opening her arms to let more people into her arms, but there was no one under the jujube tree. Xiaoliu proudly said again:
"Ugly, you see people like to come to my place for the summer, and you, lonely, are so pitiful." Then she showed off her figure in the wind.
Miss Qiu came quietly, and she quietly covered the earth with gold with light steps. The jujube tree is covered with red dates. Against the backdrop of green leaves, it looks like a child lying in the arms of the mother tree with a red face, while the willow tree is still playing with her hair.
A group of beautifully dressed girls came, eating crisp and sweet dates and discussing the grand plan of grafting jujube trees. Little willow shuddered at this. "This is terrible. The jujube tree doesn't know how to mock me, "she thought.
However, the jujube tree still stood there quietly.
"Why don't you scold me?" Xiaoliu finally asked.
"Why should I scold you?" Jujube tree said calmly.
"because I won't get the result, and besides ... I used to laugh at you." Little willow is red.
"Let bygones be bygones!" Jujube said, stay there quietly.
The warm autumn wind blows the jujube trees, and the vigorous branches are particularly burly and beautiful in the bright sunshine.
Yes, because tolerance is the real beauty.
10, only dedication can make you really beautiful.
Quite critical. Falling leaves, like dancing butterflies, interpret the charm of autumn to the extreme. Walking on the streets in autumn, a leaf falls, looking up at the street trees with falling leaves. In this bustling street, it is so abrupt, its branches are rough and oblique, like blood vessels sticking out of the hands of the elderly, and it is so out of place with the colorful world. That tree, once brilliant and lush, is now gloomy and ugly. Perhaps such trees and fallen leaves are not beautiful in this autumn. ...
Walking, my shoelaces were loose, so I quickly bent down to tie them. But the moment I bent down, the picture seemed to freeze, and time seemed to freeze instantly. I was shocked by the scene in front of me!
The fallen leaves that have been forgotten have rubbed their black and rotten bodies into the soil of the mother tree. The body oxidized by air and abandoned by time fell asleep in the arms of mother tree. However, its soul rises with the autumn wind and blends with the trees. Suddenly, I seemed to see the lush branches and leaves of that tree again. Under the breeze, I dance my charming body, breathe out the air, suck the rain and dew, and enjoy the moisture of the sun. The tree bathed in the sun is so shining and moving! Isn't this tree beautiful? Of course, beauty is real beauty, because the green of trees is the rebirth of fallen leaves that give them life today!
Gong Zizhen's famous saying: "Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud can protect flowers" flashed through my mind. This immortal spirit is the nirvana of fallen leaves, and dedication is the true meaning of life. Only when you pay can you be truly beautiful!
At this moment, I suddenly realized how superficial and stupid my previous comments on fallen leaves and trees were. Now, I am walking in the softness and charm of autumn, and my steps are more brisk. It seems that I myself have become a fallen leaf, dancing lightly in the dark wind, and I am integrated into this beautiful autumn scenery.
It is still this clear season, but the fallen leaves make autumn look beautiful and moving. The life of fallen leaves has matured in this true beauty. It is they who deepen autumn. ...