Mourning under the moon

The sun slammed the last glimmer of light, and the moon unselfishly sprinkled silver on the earth, gently kissing the quiet town, looking up at the stars in the night sky, evoking the conjecture of love.

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Under the bright moonlight, the stars are shining, and a special light shines under the corner of the wall, flickering and flashing. Unconsciously, it is the source of life. In the desert without heart, in the wilderness without love, the god of death is also discouraged, and the flower of happiness is everywhere." Lonely sitting on a small wooden chair, hope this is not The month of "Jade Plate", this incomplete song, ask yourself: Is there love in the world? Where is love? Immersed and invested in this thinking.

Love, invisible and invisible, but like a shadow; colorless and tasteless but wonderful. No matter in the end of the world, in the cape, it exists, because it covers the world and looks up at the moon like a sickle, and evokes my guess: What happens when the world loses love?

In the world, there are many kinds of scenery and colorful people. People of all kinds and colors bury the original dry red land under the cover of cement bricks, and cultivate the original dead branches and rotten leaves into a big tree. It is this love that will support us.

From an early age, we have been under the protection of our parents, and we have grown up smoothly. During the years of laughter, we have witnessed the world. We have heard the world and know a very subtle thing. It is for us to grow. It allows us to enjoy the arms of our parents. The warmth, feel the peace of mind. If we lose it, we will rely on hard and boring growth to walk the way, without the warmth of our parents, we always fear. Fear of the next second, the small body that can not withstand, fell into the unpredictable well.

If we lose it, we can only get life from our parents and accept a difficult journey of life. It is easy and happy. It is love.

This world, in addition to being available to parents, can also be obtained in all corners of the country. I remember that in the afternoon of May 12, 2008, the sudden earthquake was in Wenchuan, and it was endlessly raging. It was not restrained because it was so powerful that it could not resist: the tall buildings, the fragrant flowers and the melodious cities, instantly became In the ruins, the colorful life is stable, and there is only a chilly coldness. People mourn and lose their loved ones and their homes. However, this almost invincible disaster has been defeated. The compatriots from all directions came to help, and soon they set up new homes. It is also catalyzed by people to build strength and create a better future. If you lose it - this disaster will bring us into the land of eternal annihilation, no light, the ruins will be frozen in history, only the gray color will be recorded, monotony and danger will spread, gradually expanding in all directions, and swallowing, Let the flower, the grass, the tree disappear, all kinds of disasters will become the world hegemon. And we can only save the remaining life in the kiln where we can't reach the fingers, waiting for death to come.

If we lose it, we can only have the world, but we cannot transform the world. The world can only be as always. It carries tremendous power, can push the world into desperation, and can make the world beautiful. It is love.

It also exists between teachers and students, between friends, between life, it is a member of life, and it is an irreplaceable role.

The faint moonlight sings "There are people who have joys and sorrows and sorrows, and there are gloom and gloom in the moon. This is an ancient and difficult thing. I hope that people will live forever and forever." Month, evoke my conjecture of love, the release of love. Only know that love coexists with me.

There is a love moon will be round, no love forever.

The third day of the second middle school in Zhangzhou, Fujian Province: Xu Shuzheng