Spring And Summer

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spring

In the spring, the flowers are all open, and the flowers are shining, it is the spring of nature. Now it is like the late autumn, it is not the season of flower viewing, let's take a look at the spring of society.

The "spring color" of society is not like the spring of nature. This "spring color" means social morality. Only the social atmosphere is good. The spring of society will never decline throughout the year.

At this time last year, my birthday was over. On the weekend, my mother and I arrived at the home of Shashi on Saturday morning. Then my mother and I stayed in the family for less than five minutes. Just go out and buy gifts for you. When I got to the intersection, I couldn’t stop a taxi, so my mother and I decided to squeeze the bus, and finally decided the route. After I got on the bus No. 2, I found that there was no seat. I looked around and found that some of the office workers were sitting. I went to work after going to work. Most of the people standing were old people. I felt that I was not convinced, but I dared not say how no one gave the seat to the elderly. What? Then I looked at the seniors. There are actually two people in their early thirties. It was raining outside this time. The temperature plummeted. The people in the car don't feel cold, but the mouth of the young man sitting in the window of the elderly is already purple. I sneered, thinking, retribution. at this time. The ticket seller suddenly walked over and said, "How can you not let the young people who are sitting here give the elderly to the elderly?" The office workers who sat were completely disregarding his words. The conductor looked around. I stared at the purple-haired young man and said, "You come to give up." The young man screamed and said, "I? Why is it me?" The whole car's eyes turned to him. "This is a senior citizen. Don't you know?" The young man thought about it, stood up and walked away. At this time, a cold wind blew, the conductor could not help but take a nap. It was discovered that the cold wind came from the small window next to the position where the young man was sitting. The whole car understands. Suddenly there was no cold wind blowing, and the conductor was holding the open umbrella to block the leaking hole. Next, the old man who sat up with his hands on the umbrella knew that he was going to get off. The young man smiled and was about to get off the bus. "Yes, I know that young people are not deliberately going to be exclusive seats for the elderly, but I hope that you can remember to do good deeds, but you can't damage your reputation because of doing good deeds. The conductor smiled and said to him. The young man nodded firmly and got off the bus.

I understand that the spring of society is created by harmony, peace and mutual assistance. I am only writing a little bit of spring. As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will be full of spring.

summer

Remember the "Ningxia" of Liang Jingru? A song with a hint of charm in the quiet, in the summer night of Ye Maosha, screaming, let people out of the heat of the day and irritability. Perhaps, you have forgotten it, then what is the "Scorpion Flower"? Although it is the same as Ningxia, it has long been a popular one. But in the afternoon of midsummer, after a nap, you may be in a light floral scent, recalling the snowy flowers and the poems in the dream...

Different tunes and emotions make the two forms of summer appear in the song. In general, the feeling of summer is always full of energy and noisy. However, when we let go of this kind of mentality, we will feel the beauty of the summer: the fragrant jasmine and the scorpion are not late than the spring and peach blossoms under the spring; the juicy watermelon and the pear will not let Under the autumn wind, the citrus and red persimmons are slightly better. When we slept on the floor, a group of lively artists were hiding in the grass and singing. When they were asleep, a bright sun shone with the light of life and covered them.

Hey, singing on the trunk, day and night. It has been buried in the soil for 17 years. The dark and boring 17 years is like the price it paid for singing. The coming of the autumn wind is not a harvest for it, but a death that comes quietly. The dry body fell on the soil that had lived for 17 years, but its mouth seemed to sway with a smile, which is indeed the case. Although Death has taken its life too early, it will not be unwilling to be a three-month art life. It has sung the gratitude of life into its own song, and finished everything with the song: it makes it difficult to let go. Three months and its own drama life.

What is in summer is not just tranquility and vitality. In the summer in the rain, there is a blue melancholy. Soak a cup of hot tea, sprinkle with a few petals, and watch the rain in a piece of tea that gradually spreads out. There is a unique feeling. A small mouthful of tea, warm, with a hint of bitterness. It is tea, and it is always bitter. Tea is the blossoming and tempered after the storm, and the concentrated essence of life. Before the raindrops, they fell on the leaves and played a piece of music.

At the end of the rain, it is a kind of sorrow that may be compared to the confusion at the crossroads of life. After the rain, it is both a new beginning and an end. The rain will wash away all the worries and exchange for a bright sun. At this time, you will also find that the tea in your hand has been left unconsciously. The remaining few pieces predict the flap to wander in the cup.

The four seasons are like the inexhaustible books, and like the four cups of bitter tea with their own tastes, more like the four songs that you can't listen to. Xia の music chapter, there are stretched Zhang, there is a climax, there is a fall, with the prosperity of life as the beginning, with the first leaves in the autumn wind to end, the gas of the mountains and rivers and the sorrowful tenderness coexist, the only constant eternal Melody - life.

Sixth grade: ruan_gui_圣