The scenery in my heart
The scenery in my heart is the beautiful child of nature. Perception of people's inner world is pastoral scenery, simple but not extravagant, that is, generous and noble.
Early in the morning, the sun has just revealed its elegant posture, and her light is gentle but not violent. And people? I got up early to make breakfast, and smoke came from every chimney, and everyone was ready to make breakfast. Children read lang lang, and adults can be seen everywhere.
At noon, it began to rain lightly, and the slight oblique wind was accompanied by a hint of coolness. The country can't stand the heavy rain because they are so beautiful. Laughing at the bent willows, coupled with light rain and oblique wind, I miss an ink painting too much. Probably from a painter in the Ming Dynasty. Raindrops are like a beautiful note, playing cheerful music. There are often rainbows here, and it can be painted with a little rain. I didn't believe it at first, but later I believed it, because after this light rain, a brilliant rainbow really appeared, just like Grandpa Mao Zedong said, "Red, yellow, green, blue and purple, who is dancing with colorful exercises?"
In the evening, the moon just showed her elegant gesture, and people finished their day's activities, talking and walking on the narrow road in the country. Everyone is holding a small lantern and looks like a small firefly from a distance. Add a touch of beauty to the night. A day in the country, whether it is morning, noon or evening, is beautiful. That is, simple but not extravagant, that is, generous and noble, and this beauty has become the highest realm in my heart.
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The scenery in my heart
In my heart, there has always been such a scenery-it is not as desolate and majestic as a lonely desert, nor as gentle and beautiful as a small bridge and flowing water, nor as wonderful and magnificent as a mirage, but in my heart, it is the warmest and most touching-
I remember when I was a child, I was a lazy boy. I seem to have nothing to do but study, eat, drink and sleep. Unlike my mother, I work during the day and do housework at night, and only have a few opportunities to relax on weekends. So, naturally, I always like to watch my mother be quiet and busy in my spare time.
When I went to kindergarten, my life was full of laughter. Toys, books, classmates … are all my good playmates. I had so much fun in this garden that I forgot that it was my mother who silently cleared the weeds in the garden, fertilized me and watered my flowers.
Finally, after several years, I became a pupil with honor. When I practiced the pinyin of "A, O, E" in the room, when I calculated the formula of "10+20" at the dining table, and when I read "Song of the Stream" aloud in the living room, it was my mother who handed me a cup of tea when I was thirsty. It's mom. Help me solve any problems. When I hit a wall when I was reading aloud, my mother gave me encouragement and comfort ... but I always thought it was my responsibility as a mother, ignoring my mother's hurried back, tired body, pale smile and wrinkles around her eyes ...
Now, I am a middle school student with a heavy burden on my shoulders. After so many years, I finally realized my mother's deep love. I am very sensible and helped my mother share some ... but my mother is always busy for me. I have dreamed of my mother's hurried and clear back in my dreams several times, but there is no lack of flexible posture in my later years.
Ah, mom! You are a lovely pink peach blossom in my heart, and the fragrant breath makes me relaxed and happy; You are a fresh and beautiful lotus in my heart, and your light posture makes me feel refreshed; You are the blooming chrysanthemum in Ao Shuang in my heart, and my strong vitality makes me awe; You are a plum blossom standing in my heart, and your tenacious perseverance amazes me.
Mom, no matter what you do, you are the most beautiful scenery in your daughter's heart!
"What is the beauty in my heart?" I was lying in bed, looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, thinking, but I couldn't find the answer at the moment. Gradually, sleepiness finally invaded my mind. Just, I don't want to, but in my dream, I saw a beautiful myth. Maybe they are the beautiful scenery in my heart ... Kuafu persistently pursues the sun, the earth, the giant that grows bigger day by day ... When he takes the first step day by day, a great soul rises to a height that ordinary people can't reach. Kuafu's footsteps that shocked Tianyu were persistent and firm; The body roasted by the fiery red sun is strong and stalwart. The peach grove by the Dead Sea is not a warning of failure, but a sign of faith and a symbol of persistent pursuit under the sun. Water, Jingwei, persists in the endless sea. A bird gently throws a stone in and flies to the shore ... like a seeder, one grain at a time, and the bird will never get tired. It wants to fill the sea, and it wants to challenge nature. The waves wet its feathers, the wind dried its wings and the sand narrowed its eyes. A pebble, a twig, bit by bit, never give up. Although the sea is so wide and deep ... Jingwei is still persevering. Mountain Gong Yu firmly believes in the towering Taihang Mountains, skinny old people and a group of children ... In others' eyes, this is as absurd as the Arabian Nights, but in Gong Yu's heart, it is a firm belief in transforming and conquering nature. This belief enabled Gong Yu to lead his descendants to overcome many difficulties and dig mountains every day. Hoe, waving fighting spirit; That bamboo basket carries dreams. Perseverance, perseverance and firm belief are not the beautiful scenery in my heart? If Kuafu does not pursue persistently, people will lose the sun and there will be no more dynamic world. If Jingwei doesn't have that perseverance, then when the sea just splashed on him, he would choose to retreat, and he couldn't take revenge. If Gong Yu has no firm belief and can't stand the ridicule of others and the hardships of moving mountains, then they will still live in a closed mountain village and can't communicate with the outside world. I think a fool is not stupid, Jingwei overreaches himself, and Kuafu is not stupid. In fact, they embody a valuable spiritual quality, which is the real beauty in my heart! As the days go by, the rivers are getting worse, spring breeze and summer rain, autumn frost and winter snow. Colorful nature is beautiful in many people's hearts. The beauty in my heart is Autumn Orchard. Autumn is the harvest season. The orchard in autumn presents a beautiful harvest. Looking at the colorful harvest orchard from a distance is so happy and joyful. In the hearts of ordinary people, it is not as exciting as gold and silver. Hard-working old farmers can use it. The status is supreme. When the old farmers saw the rich fruits, they felt a sense of security in their hearts. There will be a good harvest this year, so that their children don't have to worry about tuition. The magpies in the garden are also shouting happily, reporting to people that "the orchard has been harvested!" " When you walk into the orchard, first of all, you will smell a sweet smell, which makes people drool, but you don't know what kind of fruit it is. Smell the pear tree. No, smell the apple tree. It's far away. Not that refreshing smell. Only hard-working growers can experience it for themselves. Look, look at those soft leaves. Apples, pears, persimmons, oranges and that unknown fruit are all smiling at you like that naughty child. If you look at it, it will turn its face away as the branches shake. Touch its red face. Oh, it looks like the face of a fat doll. It's too smooth. The orchard is even more intoxicating after the rain. The leaves have been dusted off and become brighter. There are some pearly drops on the fruit. As soon as the sun shines, it seems to be playing hide-and-seek with me. Standing in the orchard, closing your eyes, smelling the sweet fragrance and blowing the cool and gentle autumn wind makes you intoxicated and feel like a fruit tree. It is a wonderful feeling. Have you ever enjoyed such a beautiful scenery? Chaoyang is full of vitality, and many people like her. But I like the sunset because it is so beautiful. Don't believe you-her face is red, and her whole face leans against the mountain like a fireball. There are all kinds of clouds floating in the sky. They are changing colors. Like magic, they soon became golden pheasants. It will soon become a colorful goldfish; Become a big lion for a while; In a short time, it will become a group of cranes ... they are playing happily in this "zoo" kingdom. At this time, I also became a small colorful cloud and joined their "paradise". At this time, the afterglow of the sunset shone on the earth, and a golden carpet was laid on the ground, and everything turned golden. The seedlings in the field seem to be waving to the sun, as if to say, "See you tomorrow, Grandpa Sun!" " "The sun is leaving, and Aunt Hu can't bear to say goodbye to her father-in-law. She can't help but shed tears. Under the irradiation of the sunset, the golden light is dazzling and beautiful. The stream is flowing happily. She opened her voice and sang a touching song to the sunset, as if praising the contribution of sunset day. Chickens, ducks and geese are all dressed in gold. The rooster jumped on the wall, faced the sunset like "Di Chin" and sang a farewell song with his head held high. At this time, the sun has hidden half of her face behind the mountain, like a shy girl, shyly looking at the earth, reluctant to leave. Suddenly, a moon girl came to the East. She came with naughty brothers and sisters and greeted Grandpa Sun: "Brother, I'm here to take over. Go down and have a rest! "Sun grandfather listened to the moon girl, relieved. He slowly sank below the horizon. Suddenly, the colorful clouds in the sky and the golden clothes on the ground all put away their afterglow. With Grandpa Sun gone, Moon Girl is more active. The stars beside her are also shining with bright eyes, and all the houses are brightly lit and beautiful. Ah, the beautiful scenery in my heart-sunset, you fascinate me!
In the evening, the sun is about to set. At this time, the sunshine is no longer dazzling golden light, but mixed with a lot of red, wise and resolute. The setting sun continued to set and merged with the distant metal gray mountains, so the mountains were immediately set with Phnom Penh. The setting sun is like blood, and the sky is dark red, reflecting the bright rising moon.
Yes, sunset! What a beautiful and splendid sunset! You are the most beautiful scenery in the universe! It is also the most beautiful scenery in my heart!
Don't say "the sunset is infinitely beautiful and buried by the coming night". You know, the sun rises tirelessly every day and sets tirelessly. I love this sunset because it is beautiful, deep and brilliant.
Yes, the sunset is beautiful. Its changeable colors can be remembered forever at a glance. At the same time, the sunset is wise. Is a rigorous philosopher, giving people a metaphor every day. Unfortunately, most people let this metaphor slip away quietly.
Every day after school, I see the sunset. I saw the splendor of the sunset. I know, it is saying that in life, we should give full play to our light and heat and strive for real glory. I saw it blend in with the mountains. I know, it is saying that in life, we should warm others as we benefit mountains and rivers, and our goodness will eventually affect others. I saw it become red and dignified. This means that if you struggle in life, you will fail. When you struggle all your life, no matter success or failure, no matter honor or disgrace, everything will end. What you have to do is to make your life less regret and more contribution. Then, "Life is beautiful like summer flowers and death is beautiful like autumn leaves." However, the faint color of the sunset on the horizon tells me that it will rise again tomorrow.
Ah! Sunset! The most beautiful scenery in my heart! Thank you, thank you for teaching me so much and telling me so much. I know that every day you will be brilliant again and blend in with the mountains. Then let me be your daily companion! What else will you tell me?
The sunshine went all the way into Shan Lan in the west.
Shan Lan could not restrain his joy, and a dark cloud rose. Sunshine does not avoid suspicion, lingering with it, making the clouds ashamed, like peach blossoms that just opened in March. From the perspective of looking up, as in the air, a beautiful pink brocade unfolded. The earth and the sky reflect each other, making the western world colorful and Shan Lan gentle and affectionate. Beautiful scenery, constantly changing, is a kind of inexplicable shock to my mind. I can't help but sigh: the most beautiful thing is sunset red.
Usually, at this time, I'm going on a date to see Shan Lan scenery in the west at sunset. Or on the balcony at home, or on the way from work, sometimes I go to the fields, and then I go to Shan Lan.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful and beautiful. Every time, I feel it, and every time, I have different gains. Every time I capture the moment of beauty, I will sigh, the beauty of nature, the nature of nature. Words and words can't describe the strange scenery created by that ingenious pen. Those beautiful scenery are the comfort of the soul and the nutrition of barren blood.
Now I am in the wild, looking at Shan Lan in the west. The mountain is young and dancing with colorful clouds. With a faint indigo, the spirit is shining. The sunshine is too casual, so I smartly put brocade on it. Those colorful clouds snuggled up to the mountain. Occasionally, from a lush green, a pigeon leaps, draws an elegant arc, cuts out a beautiful picture, sends out a pigeon whistle and flies to the sky and deep in the clouds.
The beautiful scenery took me there. Mountain, drunk in the sunset, my heavy footsteps didn't disturb it, only the grass and wild flowers in the wind were polite to me. I shouted, but the wind shattered the voice in the valley, and the voice was crisp. When the trees heard this, they were obviously unhappy and began to chirp. I can't understand bird language, so I have to be quiet.
Calm down, the wind seems to be very sensible to sneak over and make out with me. After listening to the whisper of the wind, the sun also broke through the cracks in the leaves, reflecting a hazy shadow and floating around me. At this time, sunshine is the net of life, and I am the fish in life, covered by this big net of sunshine. I am thinking happily, watching the internet, but I can't get rid of the fetters of sunshine all the time. It is difficult for my eyes to touch anything other than sunshine.
The winding mountain road, green creativity, extends upward incisively and vividly. At first glance, it is a green ocean. Needless to say, the Woods on the mountain are lush; Needless to say, there are green grass everywhere; Needless to say, the grass is dotted with all kinds of flowers. It's amazing that the rugged rocks are covered with moss. I have to admire the tenacity and greatness of life. These endless greens are still full of vitality in the sunset.
Yes! Everything in the world inspires people. People should not be bossed around for a moment's glory, nor should they be driven out by a moment's failure. Indifferent to life, looking up at the sky, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable, the front of the court is quiet and far away, and flowers bloom and fall.
A grasshopper poked its head out of a clump of grass. Look at the size, not big, the body is green and brown, and it seems that he has not taken off his childishness. Its body is light, and a soft grass supports it. I saw it on the grass stem, motionless, so I approached it gently, trying to get a closer look. The grasshopper was so clever that before I got near it, it suddenly jumped on another straw, leaving only the swaying grass. The grass kept swaying, which disturbed my thinking. Are you laughing at my stupidity?
Looking at the smug expression of the grasshopper, I can only shake my head helplessly. Just as I was about to leave, a voice came slowly from far and near. I can't help looking in the direction of the voice. A touching picture is being generated: an old man is helping his wife climb the mountain step by step.
Both old people are elderly and have kind faces. The old man looks strong, while the old woman is a little weak. Sweat oozed from their foreheads and glistened in the sunset. I noticed that the old man was wearing a white towel on his arm. When walking is a little tired, the old man will rest, take off the towel, wipe his wife's sweat first, and then wipe himself. After a short pause, they continued to climb. The old man leaned against the outside of the road to keep his wife safe. While panting, the old man shouted the slogan of persistence. This situation makes my vision blurred, my heart thumped, and something choked in my blood.
There is a slightly steeper section, and I think it is difficult for them to board the ship. Just reach out and be ready to meet you. Unexpectedly, it was rejected. Thankfully, we are used to it. I just watched them climb slowly, and my heart was mixed.
The wind stopped being naughty and calmed down. Trees, no longer noisy, silent. Sunset, no longer stingy, do everything. I dated in the picture of sunset, and looked at the old couple in the sunset with mixed feelings.
Facing the most beautiful scenery in the sunset, I can only throw my sincere respect into the depths of the sunset with my sincere heart-the two old people are getting farther and farther away, getting higher and longer.
In the evening, the sun is about to set. At this time, the sunshine is no longer dazzling golden light, but mixed with a lot of red, wise and resolute. The setting sun continued to set and merged with the distant metal gray mountains, so the mountains were immediately set with Phnom Penh. The setting sun is like blood, and the sky is dark red, reflecting the bright rising moon.
Yes, sunset! What a beautiful and splendid sunset! You are the most beautiful scenery in the universe! It is also the most beautiful scenery in my heart!
Don't say "the sunset is infinitely beautiful and buried by the coming night". You know, the sun rises tirelessly every day and sets tirelessly. I love this sunset because it is beautiful, deep and brilliant.
Yes, the sunset is beautiful. Its changeable colors can be remembered forever at a glance. At the same time, the sunset is wise. Is a rigorous philosopher, giving people a metaphor every day. Unfortunately, most people let this metaphor slip away quietly.
Every day after school, I see the sunset. I saw the splendor of the sunset. I know, it is saying that in life, we should give full play to our light and heat and strive for real glory. I saw it blend in with the mountains. I know, it is saying that in life, we should warm others as we benefit mountains and rivers, and our goodness will eventually affect others. I saw it become red and dignified. This means that if you struggle in life, you will fail. When you struggle all your life, no matter success or failure, no matter honor or disgrace, everything will end. What you have to do is to make your life less regret and more contribution. Then, "Life is beautiful like summer flowers and death is beautiful like autumn leaves." However, the faint color of the sunset on the horizon tells me that it will rise again tomorrow.
Ah! Sunset! The most beautiful scenery in my heart! Thank you, thank you for teaching me so much and telling me so much. I know that every day you will be brilliant again and blend in with the mountains. Then let me be your daily companion! What else will you tell me?
The scenery in my heart "
The scenery in my heart is the beautiful child of nature. Perception of people's inner world is pastoral scenery, simple but not extravagant, that is, generous and noble.
Early in the morning, the sun has just revealed its elegant posture, and her light is gentle but not violent. And people? I got up early to make breakfast, and smoke came from every chimney, and everyone was ready to make breakfast. Children read lang lang, and adults can be seen everywhere.
At noon, it began to rain lightly, and the slight oblique wind was accompanied by a hint of coolness. The country can't stand the heavy rain because they are so beautiful. Laughing at the bent willows, coupled with light rain and oblique wind, I miss an ink painting too much. Probably from a painter in the Ming Dynasty. Raindrops are like a beautiful note, playing cheerful music. There are often rainbows here, and it can be painted with a little rain. I didn't believe it at first, but later I believed it, because after this light rain, a brilliant rainbow really appeared, just like Grandpa Mao Zedong said, "Red, yellow, green, blue and purple, who is dancing with colorful exercises?"
In the evening, the moon just showed her elegant gesture, and people finished their day's activities, talking and walking on the narrow road in the country. Everyone is holding a small lantern and looks like a small firefly from a distance. Add a touch of beauty to the night. A day in the country, whether it is morning, noon or evening, is beautiful. That is, simple but not extravagant, that is, generous and noble, and this beauty has become the highest realm in my heart.
"What is the beauty in my heart?" I was lying in bed, looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, thinking, but I couldn't find the answer at the moment. Gradually, sleepiness finally invaded my mind. Just, I don't want to, but in my dream, I saw a beautiful myth. Maybe they are the beautiful scenery in my heart ... Kuafu persistently pursues the sun, the earth, the giant that grows bigger day by day ... When he takes the first step day by day, a great soul rises to a height that ordinary people can't reach. Kuafu's footsteps that shocked Tianyu were persistent and firm; The body roasted by the fiery red sun is strong and stalwart. The peach grove by the Dead Sea is not a warning of failure, but a sign of faith and a symbol of persistent pursuit under the sun. Water, Jingwei, persists in the endless sea. A bird gently throws a stone in and flies to the shore ... like a seeder, one grain at a time, and the bird will never get tired. It wants to fill the sea, and it wants to challenge nature. The waves wet its feathers, the wind dried its wings and the sand narrowed its eyes. A pebble, a twig, bit by bit, never give up. Although the sea is so wide and deep ... Jingwei is still persevering. Mountain Gong Yu firmly believes in the towering Taihang Mountains, skinny old people and a group of children ... In others' eyes, this is as absurd as the Arabian Nights, but in Gong Yu's heart, it is a firm belief in transforming and conquering nature. This belief enabled Gong Yu to lead his descendants to overcome many difficulties and dig mountains every day. Hoe, waving fighting spirit; That bamboo basket carries dreams. Perseverance, perseverance and firm belief are not the beautiful scenery in my heart? If Kuafu does not pursue persistently, people will lose the sun and there will be no more dynamic world. If Jingwei doesn't have that perseverance, then when the sea just splashed on him, he would choose to retreat, and he couldn't take revenge. If Gong Yu has no firm belief and can't stand the ridicule of others and the hardships of moving mountains, then they will still live in a closed mountain village and can't communicate with the outside world. I think a fool is not stupid, Jingwei overreaches himself, and Kuafu is not stupid. In fact, they embody a valuable spiritual quality, which is the real beauty in my heart! As the days go by, the rivers are getting worse, spring breeze and summer rain, autumn frost and winter snow. Colorful nature is beautiful in many people's hearts. The beauty in my heart is Autumn Orchard. Autumn is the harvest season. The orchard in autumn presents a beautiful harvest. Looking at the colorful harvest orchard from a distance is so happy and joyful. In the hearts of ordinary people, it is not as exciting as gold and silver. Hard-working old farmers can use it. The status is supreme. When the old farmers saw the rich fruits, they felt a sense of security in their hearts. There will be a good harvest this year, so that their children don't have to worry about tuition. The magpies in the garden are also shouting happily, reporting to people that "the orchard has been harvested!" " When you walk into the orchard, first of all, you will smell a sweet smell, which makes people drool, but you don't know what kind of fruit it is. Smell the pear tree. No, smell the apple tree. It's far away. Not that refreshing smell. Only hard-working growers can experience it for themselves. Look, look at those soft leaves. Apples, pears, persimmons, oranges and that unknown fruit are all smiling at you like that naughty child. If you look at it, it will turn its face away as the branches shake. Touch its red face. Oh, it looks like the face of a fat doll. It's too smooth. The orchard is even more intoxicating after the rain. The leaves have been dusted off and become brighter. There are some pearly drops on the fruit. As soon as the sun shines, it seems to be playing hide-and-seek with me. Standing in the orchard, closing your eyes, smelling the sweet fragrance and blowing the cool and gentle autumn wind makes you intoxicated and feel like a fruit tree. It is a wonderful feeling. Have you ever enjoyed such a beautiful scenery? Chaoyang is full of vitality, and many people like her. But I like the sunset because it is so beautiful. Don't believe you-her face is red, and her whole face leans against the mountain like a fireball. There are all kinds of clouds floating in the sky. They are changing colors. Like magic, they soon became golden pheasants. It will soon become a colorful goldfish; Become a big lion for a while; In a short time, it will become a group of cranes ... they are playing happily in this "zoo" kingdom. At this time, I also became a small colorful cloud and joined their "paradise". At this time, the afterglow of the sunset shone on the earth, and a golden carpet was laid on the ground, and everything turned golden. The seedlings in the field seem to be waving to the sun, as if to say, "See you tomorrow, Grandpa Sun!" " "The sun is leaving, and Aunt Hu can't bear to say goodbye to her father-in-law. She can't help but shed tears. Under the irradiation of the sunset, the golden light is dazzling and beautiful. The stream is flowing happily. She opened her voice and sang a touching song to the sunset, as if praising the contribution of sunset day. Chickens, ducks and geese are all dressed in gold. The rooster jumped on the wall, faced the sunset like "Di Chin" and sang a farewell song with his head held high. At this time, the sun has hidden half of her face behind the mountain, like a shy girl, shyly looking at the earth, reluctant to leave. Suddenly, a moon girl came to the East. She came with naughty brothers and sisters and greeted Grandpa Sun: "Brother, I'm here to take over. Go down and have a rest! "Sun grandfather listened to the moon girl, relieved. He slowly sank below the horizon. Suddenly, the colorful clouds in the sky and the golden clothes on the ground all put away their afterglow. With Grandpa Sun gone, Moon Girl is more active. The stars beside her are also shining with bright eyes, and all the houses are brightly lit and beautiful. Ah, the beautiful scenery in my heart-sunset, you fascinate me!