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求图片:放飞梦想的作文(300---400字以内)让我们张开洁白的翅膀,放飞自己的美丽梦想.把握现在的每一分每一秒,奔向明天,在每个人心中都有一个属于自己的梦想,虽然不一定会实现,... 求图片:放飞梦想的作文(300---400字以内)
让我们张开洁白的翅膀,放飞自己的美丽梦想.把握现在的每一分每一秒,奔向明天,
在每个人心中都有一个属于自己的梦想,虽然不一定会实现,也许充满千辛万苦,但你一定要为它的实现而努力奋斗.没有付出,怎有回报,如果不努力奋斗那梦想就只能是海市蜃楼,虚无缥缈.
一个没有梦想的人,好比没有方向的船,在海洋里漫无目的地飘荡,把如水的光阴抛向大海.
一个没有梦想的人,好比断了线的风筝,把握不住平稳性,在蔚蓝的天空中随风飘落,最终跌入无底深渊,爬也爬不起来.
有了梦,就有了目标和方向,你就不会在岁月中苦苦挣扎,白费光阴."少壮不努力,老大徒伤悲"为梦想而努力,为理想而奋斗,这是人生的真谛.
为了我们自己的梦想,迈向明天,走向理想的道路,走向未来的希望;为了自己的梦想,在这条充满坎坷的道路上去拼搏,去努力,去实践.即使困难重重,我们也要用毅力去战胜它,最终站在梦想之巅.不经历风雨,怎能见彩虹,就算看不见五彩缤纷的彩虹,也要扒开乌云,透露出一丝丝光明.
同学们,为了我们自己的梦想,奔向明天,不要犹豫不前,不要怨天尤人,让我们张开翅膀,让梦想飞翔,飞向彩虹之巅峰.
想找一些温暖的话
找一段150字左右的优美句子
Can it really be sixty-two years ago that I first saw you?
It is truly a lifetime, I know. But as I gaze into your eyes now, it seems like only yesterday that I first saw you, in that small café in Hanover Square.
From the moment I saw you smile, as you opened the door for that young mother and her newborn baby. I knew. I knew that I wanted to share the rest of my life with you.
I still think of how foolish I must have looked, as I gazed at you, that first time. I remember watching you intently, as you took off your hat and loosely shook your short dark hair with your fingers. I felt myself becoming 1)immersed in your every detail, as you placed your hat on the table and cupped your hands around the hot cup of tea, gently blowing the steam away with your 2)pouted lips.
From that moment, everything seemed to make perfect sense to me. The people in the café and the busy street outside all disappeared into a 3)hazy 4)blur. All I could see was you.
All through my life I have relived that very first day. Many, many times I have sat and thought about that the first day, and how for a few 5)fleeting moments I am there, feeling again what is like to know true love for the very first time. It pleases me that I can still have those feelings now after all those years, and I know I will always have them to comfort me.
Not even as I shook and trembled uncontrollably in the 6)trenches, did I forget your face. I would sit huddled into the wet mud, terrified, as the hails of bullets and mortars crashed down around me. I would 7)clutch my rifle tightly to my heart, and think again of that very first day we met. I would cry out in fear, as the noise of war beat down around me. But, as I thought of you and saw you smiling back at me, everything around me would be become silent, and I would be with you again for a few precious moments, far from the death and destruction. It would not be until I opened my eyes once again, that I would see and hear the 8)carnage of the war around me.
I cannot tell you how strong my love for you was back then, when I returned to you on leave in the September, feeling 9)battered, bruised and fragile. We held each other so tight I thought we would burst. I asked you to marry me the very same day and I 10)whooped with joy when you looked deep into my eyes and said "yes" to being my bride.
I`m looking at our wedding photo now, the one on our dressing table, next to your jewellery box. I think of how young and innocent we were back then. I remember being on the church steps grinning like a 11)Cheshire cat, when you said how dashing and handsome I looked in my uniform. The photo is old and faded now, but when I look at it, I only see the bright vibrant colors of our youth. I can still remember every detail of the pretty wedding dress your mother made for you, with its fine delicate lace and pretty pearls. If I concentrate hard enough, I can smell the sweetness of your wedding bouquet as you held it so proudly for everyone to see.
I remember being so over enjoyed, when a year later, you gently held my hand to your waist and whispered in my ear that we were going to be a family.
I know both our children love you dearly; they are outside the door now, waiting.
Do you remember how I panicked like a mad man when Jonathon was born? I can still picture you laughing and smiling at me now, as I 12)clumsily held him for the very first time in my arms. I watched as your laughter faded into
tears, as I stared at him and cried my own tears of joy.
Sarah and Tom arrived this morning with little Tessie. Can you remember how we both hugged each other tightly when we saw our tiny granddaughter for the first time? I can`t believe she will be eight next month. I am trying not to cry, my love, as I tell you how beautiful she looks today in her pretty dress and red shiny shoes, she reminds me so much of you that first day we met. She has her hair cut short now, just like yours was all those years ago. When I met her at the door her smile wrapped around me like a warm glove, just like yours used to do, my darling.
I know you are tired, my dear, and I must let you go. But I love you so much it hurts to do so.
As we grew old together, I would tease you that you had not changed since we first met. But it is true, my darling. I do not see the wrinkles and grey hair that other people see. When I look at you now, I only see your sweet tender lips and youthful sparkling eyes as we sat and had out first picnic next to that small stream, and chased each other around that big old oak tree. I remember wishing those first few days together would last forever. Do you remember how exciting and wonderful those days were?
I must go now, my darling. Our children are waiting outside. They want to say goodbye to you.
I wipe the tears away from my eyes and bend my frail old legs down to the floor, so that I can kneel beside you. I lean close to you and take hold of your hand and kiss your tender lips for the very last time
Sleep peacefully my dear.
I am sad that you had to leave me, but please don`t worry. I am content, knowing I will be with you soon. I am too old and too empty now to live much longer without you.
I know it won`t be long before we meet again in that small café in Hanover Square.
Goodbye, my darling wife.
我们初次相遇,难道真的是六十二年前吗?
年华似水,倏忽间我们已相携一世.望着你的眼睛,当年的邂逅历历如在昨昔,就在汉诺威广场的那间小咖啡馆里.
从见到你的那一刻起,那一刻你正为一位年轻的母亲和她的小宝宝开门,那一刻当看到你的盈盈笑靥,我就明白我只愿与你执手携老,共度今生.
我仍然不时想起,那天自己那样地盯着你,一定很傻;就那样情不自禁怔怔地望着你,追随你摘下小帽,用手指松了松短短的黑发,追随你把帽子放在桌前,双手捧起暖暖的茶杯,追随你微撅樱唇,轻轻吹走飘腾的热气,我的目光始终追随着你,感觉自己在你的温柔举止间慢慢融化.
从那一刻起,一切似乎都鲜明了意义.咖啡馆里的来来往往和外面闹市的熙熙攘攘忽然都模糊了起来,我眼里能看到的,只有你.
光阴似箭,那一天却不断在我的记忆里重演,鲜活如初.多少次我再次坐下,不断追忆那天的点滴,不断回味那些飞纵的瞬间,重新体会一见钟情的美丽.岁月的流逝却并没有带
走我的爱恋感觉,这些体验会永远伴随我,安抚我的寥寥余生.
即使是当我在战壕中控制不住地颤抖,我也不曾忘记你的容颜.我蜷缩在稀泥中,身边是枪林弹雨,弥漫硝烟,我把步枪紧紧地攥在胸前,一颗惊恐不安的心,还是想起了我们初识的那一天.身旁战火呼啸,恐惧让我想要大声呼叫,直到想起你,仿佛见到你在我身后盈盈浅笑,战场忽然沉寂下来,在这珍贵的瞬间,我觉得自己暂时远离了毁灭和死亡,飞向你的身旁.我拼命想留住这美好,直到睁开眼,周围却依然是血与火的生死战场.
九月休假回到你身边,我疲惫而脆弱,没能再告诉你战火纷飞时我对你的爱有多深.我们只能紧紧拥抱在一起,仿佛要把对方挤碎.也就在那天,面对我的求婚,你深深凝望我的眼睛,答应做我的新娘,而我早已欢喜地大喊大叫.
我现在正看着我们的结婚照片,总是放在妆台上的那张,就在你的首饰盒旁.那时候,我们多么年轻,多么纯真.我记得我们站在教堂的台阶上,开心得像一对甜蜜的鸳鸯,你还说我穿着制服多么英武俊朗.照片已经旧得泛黄了,但我看到的,却只有当年青春的明媚姿彩.我仍然记得你母亲为你做的那件新娘礼服,那些精致的花边和漂亮的珠饰.让我再想一想,我还能闻到那婚礼花束的甜香,你那么骄傲地捧着花,让每一个人分享你的幸福时光.
一年后,你轻轻地把我的手放到你的腹前,对着我的耳朵悄悄透露这个让我欣喜若狂的好消息:我们就快有宝宝啦.
我知道我们的孩子都深深地爱你,他们现在就在门外等候.
你还记得乔纳森出生的时候我那手足无措的慌张样子吗?当我笨拙地把他抱在怀里,我还记得你笑话我的样子,我看着他,我们都情不自禁地迸出了开心的泪花.
今天早晨撒拉和汤姆带着小缇西也赶到了.你还记得吗?第一次看到这个可爱的小孙女,我俩高兴地紧紧拥抱.真让人难以相信,她下个月就八岁了.亲爱的,我不得不忍住眼泪告诉你,小家伙今天穿着漂亮的裙子,闪亮的红色小鞋,让我立刻想起当年相遇时的你,连她的短发也像极了年轻的你.当我在门口看到她的时候,她的笑容暖人心脾,这竟然也和你一模一样.
我明白,亲爱的,你累了,我应该让你离开.可是爱人即逝,孤侣何伤!
这些年我们相濡以沫,白首到老,我总是逗你说你的容颜依然如昔.可这是真的,亲爱的,我真的见不到他人眼里的皱纹和白发.现在我望着你,也还是只能看到你娇嫩温柔的红唇和秋水流盼的眼眸,仿佛我们第一次在那条小溪边野餐,在那棵巨大的老橡树旁追逐嬉戏.那时候我们刚刚在一起,总是盼望那样的日子生生世世,你还记得吗?那些日子是多么激情荡漾,让人不忍回首……
亲爱的,我应该走了.孩子们都等在外面,他们要和你道别.
我擦去了眼角的泪,跪在你的身边,轻轻靠近你,握住你的双手,最后一次吻你.
亲爱的,安心地睡吧.
这分离扯碎了我的心.别担心,我很快就会来陪伴你.生死茫茫,尘世间没有你,这满腔的衷肠凭谁倾诉?这只影的寂寥复有何欢?
很快,我们就能在汉诺威广场的那间小咖啡馆里再相逢.
再会了,我的爱妻
求作文 成长着,烦恼着,美丽着
我还能孩子多久,我的力量不够,头发还没长长,时间就要带我走.
片段一
看着橱窗里诱人的糖果以及悬挂38可爱的泡泡裙,我双手摇着妈妈的臂不愿离开,"嗯,我想要吗,好漂亮的啊!""走啦走啦,橱子里都装不下了,买了你又不穿.我们可以去买些别的.""我不要别的,就要它!"
终于,妈妈禁不住我的软磨硬泡.穿着粉色的泡泡裙,我甜甜的笑了.几天前《安徒生童话》里的小美人鱼也是这么漂亮吧!
片段二
我正在台灯下伏案疾书,妈妈端着一杯热茗走了进来."快过生139,有没有什么想要的告诉妈妈?"我想了想,摇了摇头.妈妈又问:"买身运动装怎么样?"我认真的回答道:"不用了,我又穿不着.这样吧,我们把钱捐给山区吧!多有意义啊!"妈妈一听,豪爽的说:"当然行了!"而后又拍拍我的头,说:"我的闺女长大了!"妈妈出去后,我从书橱上抽下一份教育报,报上的照片用灰色打底,一双双渴望知识的眼睛闪着光芒.抱着沉甸甸的心情,我望向窗外,虽然捐的钱不算多,但也希望能给山区的孩子们带去一点温暖.
片段三
"吃哈密瓜喽!"我拖着凉鞋飞奔到客厅,刚要下手,想起刚刚看的"孔融让梨"的故事,斟酌一下,我捧起一块最小的,爸爸惊奇的说:"哟,霸道的哪吒去哪了!"我边含着水果,便举起一只手说:"谦让万岁!"
片段四
和好友吵架了,赌气的坐在位子上互相不理睬,看到手边的报纸上写着:"宽容,彼此沟通的好药剂."我心里一动,不禁想起平日里的欢声笑语,对于刚才冲动的行为,真是懊悔!
偷偷瞄她一眼,她也在看我,慌忙把眼光收回,一张纸条传过来:"彼此原谅,ok?"抬起头,正对上她调皮的眸子,会心一笑,烟消云散.
成长中,割舍了许多,懂得了许多.虽然丢失了糖果,却也学会了谦让,学会了宽容,学会了分享.
成长,是美好的蜕变,是烦恼着,并美丽着.我不怕,因为有爱我的人在身边.
不知什么时候起,"成长"成为了我最的词汇,总是在不经意间想到时,心中便隐隐作痛.这种痛淡淡的,没有伤痕,让我无法捕捉,却是个慢慢蛀蚀的过程,令我不安,迷茫.
我不是一个胆小怯懦的人,却在很长一段时间里惧怕成长,怕那一种痛.我曾经沿着痛的边缘,试图去寻找那根导火线,结果找到了一大堆人和事.原来在不知不觉中,病菌早已繁殖于58,已经不需要那一触即发的引线了.
偶尔坐在椅子上发呆,把乱麻般的思绪全部摊在眼前,便开始一根一跟地梳理,事物的因果关系此刻显得如此清晰:
因为某天的胡言乱语,被别人呵斥一句,我烦恼;
因为某次莽莽撞撞的行为,被谴责的目光一瞪,我烦恼;
因为他们的思想急剧蜕变,自己却原地踏步,甚至心不余力不足时,我烦恼;
......
此时,我才深刻地体会到先哲的话里蕴涵的真谛:不是这个世界变化得太快,变化的只是我们自己.
我们的眼睛注定要面对现实的灰墙,而我,却渴望这只是一道简单的语态转换题,只要去掉那个"被","适应"与"被适应"的关系就会转变180度.然而,我终究没能拿起彩色画笔去涂抹那一堵墙......
席慕容说:假如生命是一列疾弛而过的火车,快乐和悲伤,就是那两条铁轨,在我身后,紧紧追随.这句话让我很容易地联想到了"成长是一种美丽的痛".快乐,悲伤,美丽和痛,似乎已经结为一体,我开始自己想象范围的有限,为什么我用了那么长的时间去感伤,去悲哀痛的来源?
我迷惘是未曾打开心中的窗,后来才发现不管我有多痛,窗外的天空依然无忧无虑,才发现秒针分针依然滴答滴答不停转动,世界不会为我而停止向前.我像是一个刚走出黑夜的孩子,去迎接第一缕阳光,去寻找美丽:
美丽,还可以在难过的时这首《天黑黑》,知道不只是自己陷入灰暗,原来有人和我做伴;
美丽,还可以抱者一本小说坐到第二天清晨,放纵自己的青春年少;
美丽,还可以和爸妈一起说说笑笑,尽享家庭的温暖;
美丽,甚至可以在痛过之后有时间去畅想未来,走进未来;
......
"一定有些什么,在叶落之前,是我必须舍弃的",或许,就是那无止的烦恼吧.
烦恼过之后,美丽之后,我重新睁开双眼,做一个新生儿,勇敢飞越,只因烦恼在美丽中.
这个图片的电影名字叫什么?
夏娃的诱惑之娇妻
