Life is endless, pursuit is more than

Life is like the wind. A good metaphor. You may sigh that it’s coming in a hurry, and it’s rushing, no trace. But I am wading through the mountains, scouring the sands in history, looking for its true meaning:

In the sunny spring, I am looking for the burning peach blossoms;

In the hot summer of the sun, I pursued the lotus flower that is connected with the lotus leaf, and the lotus flower that looks like a red day;

In the fruitful autumn, I pursued the golden chrysanthemum that is still frosty;

In the cold winter, I pursue the snow plums that are proud of the snow and the dark fragrance.

Perhaps life is a pursuit, and the footprint of growth is immersed in the pursuit of sweat.

When I was a child, my parents worked in the field. I went to the field with my grandmother. I always hope that the night will come. I will sit in the courtyard with the whole family, and together, I will sit down and watch the Cowherd and Vega. .

Gradually entering the school, I am no longer confined to the satisfaction of nature, but quietly into the mind of the literati. I am pursuing the ambition of Du Fu's "will be the top of the mountain, and look at the mountains and small mountains"; I am eager to "freeze and see the South Mountain under the chrysanthemum, and I am leisurely and leisurely; I am looking for "Peach Blossom Lake is a thousand feet deep, not as good as Wang Lun." Sincere friendship.

Now that June is approaching, the pace of pursuit is getting more and more urgent, and the pursuit of the heart is even stronger. I have been frustrated, but I have never given up my efforts. Now I am sitting on this long-lost "sand field". My thoughts are galloping, my heart is flying, and the door to high school seems to be open.

Growth and pursuit are the fruits of a tree, and no one can tell who is separated. If they are separated, they will only lose both.

We pursued a lilac and thought of the cardamom; we pursued a clear spring and invigorated the greenness of the street; we pursued the spring of the garden, and then took the red apricot from it and put it in the heart, feeling the life.

Growth is an hourglass, which is divided into urgency, and the pursuit and growth are equally divided.

On the growing stone tablet we engrave:

Remember the pursuit!

Inner Mongolia Bayannaoer Urad Front Banner Fourth Middle School: Wang Rong