After three years of suffering, cicadas can play a song in the hot summer; After the tempering of thousands of hammers and chisels, lime has the righteousness of "keeping innocence in the world"; Only when the young eagle is full of the pain of continuous failure can it decorate the blue sky and reflect its own beauty. It can be seen that beauty can only be achieved through pain.
Beethoven's pain and beauty are not contradictory. The deaf Beethoven did not give up music because of his strange illness. The creation of moonlight not only encourages blind women, but also inspires himself? Beethoven longed for the most bright and beautiful moonlight in his life, and his heart was as quiet as water; Beethoven, who is eager to abolish the emperor, did not give up music because of the restoration of his idol Napoleon. Although the creation of hero is to praise the distant 'Idol', isn't it also expressing his feelings of freedom? Beethoven longed for the emergence of heroes in his life, and his heart was excited. Even with so much pain, Beethoven still did not give up his life and his favorite beautiful music holy land. With the pen of music, he wrote a miracle in human history and created his own beauty. Adhere to the ideal in pain, beauty will come.
The Yushu earthquake in Qinghai made us very sad to send away our loved ones, but the pain could not stop the strong and United Chinese nation. The rescue team arrived at the scene of the disaster area and carried out rescue in less than two hours. Time and again, thrilling rescue, touching pictures, all touch the heart of my Chinese children! All of them deduce the emotion of our nation! Huang Furong, a native of Hongkong, even though he had already suffered from diabetes, even though the two-year Wenchuan earthquake had shocked him, he resolutely came to Yushu and rescued three orphans and a teacher. I also think of the sentence always said by the central leaders: 'a small love multiplied by 1.3 billion will become an ocean of love, and the greatest difficulty divided by 1.3 billion will become insignificant'. Although such suffering has occurred, it has brought the Chinese people closer together, formed China's tragic beauty and shocked the world. After suffering, the tragic beauty has left a wonderful chapter in history.
Just like a great man and a nation, he was not knocked down in the face of pain and wrote his own beautiful chapter. On the road of life, pain is inevitable, or covered with thorns, or dangerous phenomena, but often after this is the scene of 'another village with willows and flowers' to obtain their own beauty. composition
It may be a dark cloud, but it is more likely to be a rainbow; It may be a thorn, but it is more likely to be a big pearl. Beauty is the sweetest of all.
SS senior one: franksking's composition experienced pain and reaped beauty. Dandelion chose the pain of losing her son to cultivate a strong next generation: mussel chose to let the sediment soak itself, so as to produce dazzling pearls early; as a human being, only by choosing to experience pain can we reap beauty.
Pain breeds beauty. In those days, Sima Qian suffered unbearable pain in prison, which created what is amazing as' the masterpiece of historians, the Lisao without rhyme '. Historical records. It has created a long ladder of history for future generations, so that future generations can better understand history.
Pain shapes beauty. Before the founding of new China, China was in a period of civil strife. Under the leadership of the Kuomintang and its imperial literati, many Chinese became numb and incompetent. In order to prevent the continuation of this phenomenon. Mr. Lu Xun repeatedly took up arms to resist. Although influenced by the social atmosphere at that time, Mr. Lu Xun's works were often returned intact, he still didn't stop resisting. He endured the pain of struggling with life and finally completed the true story of ah Q. I always think ah q has our shadow on him. Although he had such pain at the last moment of his life, he is an incomparably beautiful contrast to us.
Pain makes beauty. Helen middot, a famous American woman writer; Keller, he became deaf and mute due to illness since childhood. What she can enjoy every day is a quiet life; What you can see every day is nothing more than the darkness in front of you; The only thing you can feel every day is pain. However, she continued to improve herself, dared to meet the pain, overcome great difficulties and finished college. He wrote more than ten works in his life and won the praise of the world. composition
Pain paves a beautiful future. " Time flies like a shuttle. In the twinkling of an eye, another semester has passed. How much junior high school life do we have this year? Just a little over four months. What else can we do for the high school entrance examination? The only is to enjoy the pain of learning day and night like a machine. If we want to enter a top high school and have a beautiful future, we must accompany the pain so much. Enjoy the pain of those people! Only it can give you a beautiful future.
Many times, beauty is conceived, shaped and achieved in the light pain, so as to become strong and pave the way. Don't ask the mystery of beauty, do your best to enjoy the pain you enjoy. composition
Li Simin, the third year of Pengda school in Longgang District, Shenzhen, is a user's original article. Reprinting without permission is prohibited! That time, I tasted happiness and pain. Are there you in Yunshui? There was only an unknown rain left in the diary, and plantain gently confided
Zi Gui's voice will not call spring. I wonder if you are still in the sun? The days flow quietly through every afternoon, so clear and light.
Maybe it's the fault of meeting, maybe it's the passing of autumn water, maybe it's a fault that you and I met.
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It was that beautiful afternoon when you bathed in the spring light with a small umbrella. Your moving figure attracts my eyes like a magnet.
oh Walking around, a short black hair set off the moving outline, and the simple face could not hide the trace of elegant temperament, which was as perfect as a prince. composition
At that moment, only the freeze frame at that moment is enough, and my heart will not turn back.
We met and made countless beautiful promises. We talked about ancient and modern interesting things, and poured out endless feelings in letters. I am immersed in the ocean of happiness, but I forget what pain is.
However, the good times didn't last long. In the twinkling of an eye, the imprint made by naris yesterday has been shaken into broken pearls by wind chimes, and scattered memories are flying in the valley.
Countless hopes, hard waiting, waiting to come is just a failure again and again
Heart, dead. Soul, No. People, just walking dead.
Wandering at the crossroads of youth, the night envelops everything.
The bright moon is faint, and apes cry to their ears.
Who, in the deeper night, overlooks the sadness of autumn.
Who, in a distant dream, touches the scars of life.
I fell from the peak of happiness to the valley of pain. Welcome to wechat: www4hw get more knowledge. The lingering figure hit my soul with clear edges and corners, and I felt a kind of cold stabbing into the bone. I thought
A drop of water can pass through the imagination of love.
A leaf boat can cross the cycle of life and death.
After experiencing the taste of happiness and pain, I finally realized it, and I finally woke up from this beautiful and ethereal dream.
When you wake up, open your heart, calmly accept the sunshine and illuminate the darkness at the bottom of your heart; When I wake up, let the autumn wind blow over my face and feel the innocence covered by yellow leaves; When you wake up, turn the taste of happiness and pain into a treasure of the flowering season.
I read the origin and extinction, the flowers bloom and fall, and calm.
Falling flowers is a kind of completion. The fragrance may be the most beautiful. Please don't block its way with sadness
Many years later, when I look back on the flowering season, I will say without regret that I tasted happiness and pain that time! Happiness and pain once read an article that Mike took a snail on a long trip, but the snail walked too slowly. Mike urged and scolded again. The snail just shook his head apologetically and said there was nothing he could do. Mike was anxious and angry. He pulled, pulled and kicked the snail. The snail was hurt and climbed more and more slowly. Mike had to be patient and let the snail crawl slowly, while he followed at a nearly static speed. Just then, Mike smelled the fragrance of flowers, heard birds and insects, and felt the comfort of the breeze. Later, Mike also saw the beautiful sunset, the brilliant sunset, and the stars all over the sky. Mike couldn't help sighing: 'I'm not as poetic as a snail holding me!'
In fact, many things in the world are not good or bad. It all depends on what the parties think. When we face a thing, it is very important to learn how to maintain an optimistic mood and avoid asking for trouble.
Happiness and pain turned out to be twin brothers, but the difference lies in your choice. Just like summer and winter, if you choose summer, you think summer will give you happiness, but winter will come. It will not bring you misfortune and pain. Only because you choose summer and refuse winter, will there be misfortune and pain. Whether it's summer or winter, it doesn't matter to you. The difference is only your feelings. Only when you don't stick to one of them, can you enjoy both and be happy forever! Beauty that has nothing to do with fragility beauty that has nothing to do with fragility
I suddenly found that crying can be so beautiful
Before I met the mother who cried on the bus, I always thought that beauty was only when she had elegant manners, proper conversation, refined and generous appearance, gentle and kind personality, pure and beautiful heart. However, on the contrary, the mother who is not close to my aesthetic standards is flashing a lovely and beautiful halo.
Really, the tears on her face are proof. composition
On the bus back to school, I was pushed to her seat by the crowded crowd. To be honest, I noticed her very early, holding a baby who seemed to be sleeping in her arms, with a worried look written on her pale face. She didn't care much about the things around her. She just bowed her head and waited on the baby in swaddling clothes.
Somehow, I always felt that she was special, but I couldn't tell the difference. The sudden sudden brake made me lose my center of gravity and hit the baby. In a panic, I was pushed hard on my shoulder by a hand. To be exact, I was grabbed hard. I looked at her in surprise and just met her frightened and angry eyes. I was more confused and couldn't understand what her rude actions and strange eyes were for. composition
Then she began to wipe her tears. I can't help but wonder, is Mo a neurotic mother?
She seemed to be very intolerant of a small pause in the car. When the people getting on and off the bus delayed a little time because they had something to move and so on, she sighed anxiously and protested. Her sigh of sadness and discontent blocked our hearts. However, this is very useful.
Suddenly, she lost her voice and cried bitterly. Her sharp cry seemed to break people's heart. I was stunned and stared at her and the baby at a loss. However, when my eyes fell on the baby's face, I