The world in my eyes

In the early morning, when the curtains are opened, the world in my eyes is a vibrant world; walking alone on the picturesque tree-lined path, the world in my eyes is a quiet world; in late autumn, picking up a fallen leaf The world in my eyes is a poetic world; rainy night, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, the world in my eyes is a romantic world; watching the setting sun, the world in my eyes is a gorgeous world...

The world in my eyes should be a world with autumn rain and fallen leaves. The world in my eyes should be a world with willow safflower; the world in my eyes should be a world with insects and slang; the world in my eyes should be a starry world. The world in my eyes should be a world full of love and warmth; a pure and innocent world; a world of civilization and harmony.

There is no selfishness, because let the young man and the patient volunteers let it not have a place to stay; there is no sin, because the heroic uncle of the police has made it disappear; there is no ugliness, because the fresh air filters the dross in the heart; there is no turmoil, Because the heroic PLA is closely guarding our homeland! Only dedication, only pay, only the bright smile under the flag.

The world in my eyes is a smart world, a world of music and dance. I heard it - a note with a light blue scent, I saw it - a dance that occupies all vitality.

The world in my eyes is a world that is happy because of the ordinary. The old man fishing by the river, the young man reading in the bookstore, the hawker on the street, the happy hawker, the happy children on the swing, live a happy life in the ordinary.

The world in my eyes is a world of happiness and happiness. Cute children build blocks with tender hands, the coolness brought by the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus under the scorching sun in the summer, the sweet midday of the cicada, the tears of the wandering home, are the beautiful things and sights in the happy world. .

The world in my eyes is a world of happiness and happiness. When the peasant uncle looked at the joy of growing a crop, the architect looked at the pride of the majestic building when he was finished. The singer sang his own song and got a round of laughter after the applause. The teachers looked at their students to show their dazzling eyes. The gratitude and joy of the award...

The world in my eyes is a wonderful world.

First Day of Wanyuan Middle School, Wanyuan City, Dazhou, Sichuan: Tang Qiang