Looking for lost yourself

Falling, not afraid, get up, touch the whole world with a smile.
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Standing at the crossroads of life, hey, helpless... What happened to me, I was so sad, I saw myself in the mirror, I missed the one who used to be like Superman, so the camera went back to the beginning of the small opening, facing It’s a lot of papers, so I forgot a self for a score, but I don’t regret it. Those years are flashing in my mind, those things, those people...

The knife cuts off the water and flows more, and the toast is even worse.

Li Bai, born in an ordinary family, who is young and eager to learn, has lived up to expectations and has become a bright pearl in the history of the Tang Dynasty. When I was in his verse, there was an inexplicable motivation in my heart. What did you do? ? Who to look at, now I am not worried about food and clothing, why? Why bother? There is nothing wrong with it. Ok, Li Bai, the white man who made me stretch my brow and smile.

Symphony of Destiny

The world-famous symphony of destiny, shocking, compelling, and deaf-hearted Beethoven created it. Who would have thought of his rough life course? He was never married, he never got true love, I was surrounded by love. , delicate maternal love, deep fatherly love, strict teacher love, deep friendship, good, Beethoven let me regain my confidence, continue to walk confidently on the road to school.

If you give me three days of light

Helen Keller, an ordinary girl with congenital disability, learned six languages ​​and wrote the immortal book "If you give me three days of light", concealing and pondering, is our light more than three days? Then why don't we have her attachment? Thinking, thinking, right, in the face of adversity, not afraid, look up in the clear sky.

So, my frown stretched out, and the heart left behind is the momentum that is ready to go, Li Bai, Beethoven, Helen Keller, they are the model for me to learn, the driving force for progress, perhaps every progress is so ordinary People bring us extraordinary touches. Every time, it will be shocking, somewhere in the heart is touched, and then it is convincing.

Standing at the crossroads of life, I am not jealous, not helpless, not at a loss. Hello, come back... that lost me.

The corner of the mouth gently rises forty-five degrees and draws a beautiful arc, What? Yes, it is a smile, smiling and facing difficulties, facing everything, not afraid of the wind and rain, the 14-year-old sky is cloudless, and the 15-year-old sky is still bright.

Those years, those things, those people, let me find the lost myself, so I took the book without hesitation...

Third day: Zhao Lingling