Who praised this composition? When I am driving the boat of life, being attacked by storms and eroded by sandstorms, I will cheer for myself in my heart and tell myself to continue to work hard and fight for it.
Life is like a mirror. When I stand in front of it, I will look in the mirror and ask myself, "What feats have you done? You are just a grass on the roadside, but you are not a towering tree. You are just a drop of water, but not a vast sea. " The mirror didn't answer me, but it's time to tell me, "You are yourself, and you have a unique self."
I am who I am. I don't understand. Because I'm so unattractive, I can't be ordinary anymore. I'm not as open-minded as Li Bai, and I can sing: "Laughing when I go out, my generation is not Artemisia." I'm a little self-deprecating. Will I win when I stand at the starting line of 1 10 meter hurdles and look at the lost front? There are so many hurdles, so many obstacles, and the loss of shot put just now. The runway is too dazzling. On the one hand, I want to escape and retreat, but on the other hand, I say, "Just hit yourself. Remember, cheer for yourself, cheer for yourself, cheer for yourself. . . Finally, the gunfire rang and I rushed out of the starting line. I told myself I won. When I rushed to the finish line, it was all over and everything was relieved. I cheer for myself, because I beat myself. I cheer for myself because I have the courage to rush to the finish line. I cheer for myself, because Haiyan, who has not experienced the baptism of wind and rain, can't fly under the sky. Achievement is not everything. When I can stand at the starting line, it means my victory I beat myself. I feel proud and moved for myself.
When you ask a skater what is the secret of his success, it is to fall and stand up. The moment you stood up, you succeeded in a monthly exam, which was not ideal and careless. I almost lost my fighting spirit. But when I corrected the wrong question myself. I applaud myself! I began to review, organize and plan. When I am overwhelmed by the test questions, I will overcome the difficulties and rush out. I failed, but I am successful now. I applaud myself! !
When I am driving the boat of life, blown by the storm and eroded by the wind and sand, I will cheer for myself in my heart and tell myself to continue to work hard and fight for it. After the storm, the boat will sail more resolutely to the other side and the next port, and that full of faith is its own cheers and encouragement. I believe in myself and cheer for myself! Cheer for yourself, even the evening breeze will stay.
Cheer yourself, bitter water will turn into wine; Cheer for yourself, and the water drops will gather into the sea and be collected.
For who? Composition II was held in China on May 20XX of 12. This is an exciting day. On this day, we lost many relatives and precious lives. China1300 million people are immersed in grief. On this day 14: 28, Wenchuan county, Sichuan province, the earth shook violently. At this moment, something unexpected happened-an earthquake of magnitude 8.0.
How many touching stories happened in this earthquake? The origin of these touching stories is: love. I remember a story that touched me the most. Because of her selflessness and love, I thank her for people. ...
"Help me ... help me ..." A weak voice came from the gap, because it was pinned down by a heavy object above the gap, and people were trying to save the child. "Mom ... I want mom ..." The weak voice came again. Suddenly, a woman squeezed out of the crowd and said loudly, "I am the mother of the child." The child had been crying before, but when he heard this, he stopped crying and weakly shouted "Mom ... Mom." The woman said, "Don't be afraid, son, mom is here!" " "hmm!" "Can you put your hand out?" "Yes," a tiny arm stretched out, and the woman held the child's hand tightly. People really thought that the child was the woman's daughter, so they didn't say much. From this moment on, no matter how big the aftershock was, the woman never left her child, and she laughed and sang with her all day. Everyone was very moved. As for the child who worked hard, finally, things opened, the child came out, and the woman smiled happily.
However, afterwards, we learned that this woman is not the child's biological mother, and this child is already the ninth daughter saved by this woman! This woman's own daughter died in the earthquake! No matter how big the earthquake is, it won't move our hearts!
Sing for love, thank a woman for her love, her love is selfless!
Singing for love, in this earthquake, we are immersed in pain and joy!