A ray of sunshine in my heart

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The ray of sunshine in my heart 1 often imagines in my mind that the moonlight refracts in the field, and the winding path seems endless, and the lake reflects the black scene like a mirror, sparkling. The empty and dark sky is dotted with bright stars, and the cool wind blows through your fingertips, making you feel comfortable and feel the whisper of the wind. Even in the dark, the fantastic wild scenery is what I yearn for most, and my heart is warm. Every time I go home, I see the face that I have seen for more than ten years. The only difference is that my parents are getting a little old. The original black and bright hair has gradually been occupied by silver hair, beyond recognition.

I occasionally put on red makeup in front of the mirror. Who hurt you and broke your appearance? My parents' youth brought me my youth, but what didn't change was the faint smile when I opened the door. Seeing them safe has become a way to soothe the soul. Political books say that it is pleasant to be praised. Giving praise to others can not only inspire others' hearts, but also make others happy. Why not do this? I am not an optimist, nor a pessimist who doesn't know how to praise. I am half pessimistic and half optimistic. No one has any secrets. If everyone does, I am an exception. Even if there is, it has long been forgotten by me. I can't help it if I have a bad memory. No secret is a ray of sunshine in my heart. I don't have to worry about guarding secrets, and I don't have to worry about secrets being leaked. Showing the true side to others is the best compliment to others, in my opinion. I don't know when I began to like the Book of Songs. Perhaps it was when I naively thought of it in the book An Ruyi, which was given to me from my deskmate. It quoted a poem, "In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple." I didn't think much of it before, but now I feel beautiful, and the artistic conception is like white clouds in the sky. For example, after a song party, the beauty took off her heavy makeup and took amazing photos, which looked calm and suffocating, and looked like a wedding dress.

Let me remember it vividly. There are many poems about peach blossoms, but I just like this sentence. An Ruyi's title is very novel. What I appreciate very much is her work "Life as First Seen", which reveals the sad feeling of seeing through the world of mortals. Like a warm wind blowing, no one knows where this transparent sadness will drift. The implication is profound and memorable. We are in our youth, and too many beautiful things are deeply rooted in people's hearts, just like a ray of sunshine, reflecting my heart.

A ray of sunshine in my heart is an infinite power in my heart. Whenever I see it, I feel very excited. It is not an ordinary book, but a book of gratitude.

That's the book my mother bought me when I was in the third grade. It's called "Thanksgiving Story". I bought it with three weeks' pocket money. I wrapped the book in a colorful cover with a pink heart pattern on it, and then I put it away. I often read it in the morning and at noon. This book let me know that everyone should learn to be grateful. Gratitude is a good thing and I am very happy. For example, mom and dad have raised us for so many years, and we should repay our parents with our own achievements. I see, gratitude is a beautiful lily. If you don't thank anyone, this lily will never bloom. If you are grateful to many people, this lily will open and give off a strong fragrance. One of the stories is that some students who graduated from junior high school gave gifts to their teachers together. The teachers put the gifts they gave into a box, locked them and buried them under a big tree. Those college students went to her junior high school teacher after graduating from high school. The teacher smiled at them and went with the students to take out her hidden gifts. I read 20 pages of this book every day, and I read it five times.

Books give me knowledge, are my sincere friends, and let me enter a beautiful world. Books are the sunshine in my heart. May you always be loved. May you always accompany me to grow up and light my heart every day!

A ray of sunshine in my heart When the first ray of sunshine went straight to the deep valley, suddenly the dazzling light swept the whole valley, and the darkness was driven away by the warm light, so they had nowhere to hide. Finally, they disappeared and could not be found again.

It is sunshine that drives away darkness and brings light, so people often say that "sunshine always becomes more dazzling and warm after storms." It gives us endless joy and joy, and also warms our cold bodies.

I believe that in everyone's heart, there is always a ray of sunshine that will never go out. When desperate to give up, it lends a helping hand to you and me; In desperation, it turned on the street lamp on the roadside; Although this ray of sunshine is weak, it can crack baldness from time to time, get fresh water, revive fertility, let dry wells get the source of life, and thus feed children of all ethnic groups. At the same time, this ray of sunshine has aroused our desire for life, and our belief in victory has become a kind of driving force, so that we can keep advancing and reach the other side of our ideal smoothly without fear of difficulties and setbacks.

"Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night." Since ancient times, people have commented on teachers in this way. They burn themselves silently, illuminate others and dedicate themselves. Their titles are ordinary and great, glorious and hard.

When we are young, when we are not as high as the podium, we only have reverence for this sacred angel in our hearts. They are all-powerful people, because they are knowledgeable and do not have as much homework as the hills. On the surface, they look so carefree and happy.

However, after all, we are superficial and see only superficial phenomena. In fact, behind them are endless efforts. In the dead of night, when we have fallen asleep, what we see is the figure of the teacher preparing lessons under the dim light. However, when we grow up, we ignore that their hair has been stained with indelible white, their foreheads have already been covered with wrinkles, and chalk marks have been left on their shoulders.

Teacher, a ray of sunshine in our hearts always warms us. At the same time, this is also our goal, and we are constantly working hard for it.

I believe that in this ray of sunshine, we are not afraid of anything, because this is our shelter. Let's seize this ray of sunshine and let it spread all over the world.

A ray of sunshine in my heart at dusk, the already cold autumn wind, is even colder under the downpour. It's raining hard and the sky is gloomy. Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the sky. Shockingly, the sky was split in half by a white light, and this just came to my mind. And then it was scary. Because I failed in the monthly exam, my heart is even more desolate.

I walked past a telephone booth with an umbrella and saw a father and son hiding by the phone. They looked very anxious. That father is similar to my father, and he is also weather-beaten. Because of the wind and rain, his hair is a little messy and water is dripping down. The child is still young, thin and wet. At this time, the little boy sneezed, threw himself into his father's arms and began to cry to go home. The father thought about it, picked up the child and rushed out, but hesitated or retreated.

It's raining so hard that you will be soaked when you go out.

At this moment, a touching scene happened: the father took off his coat without hesitation, wrapped the little boy in clothes, then quickly picked him up, resolutely rushed into the rain and ran for two steps. The father stopped again and told him that the big coat had been carefully arranged and the child was completely wrapped in it, and then he ran again. The heavy rain is still raging underground, and the bean-sized raindrops completely engulf the father and son. Father soon got wet, only to see him hug his body, afraid of raindrops hitting the boy, and strode forward with heavy steps. The rain fell on my father's head like a stone, and even I couldn't help playing an umbrella. Besides, my father didn't. Isn't he tired and cold?

This series of actions left a deep impression on me and I can't forget it. It is a little warmth in my heart that was originally lost and helpless, like a ray of sunshine in winter, which made me see hope, no longer confused, and let me find a new direction again. Temporary frustration is nothing. As long as I work hard and make every effort, I will succeed.

It's still raining ... it's cold outside, but you light up the darkness in my heart like a ray of sunshine.

A ray of sunshine in childhood, every child has his own little secret, and every child has a big sun in his heart, and it is this sun that illuminates the light in his heart.

There is also a sun in my heart. This sun is full of my worries, and I don't want my parents to know.

Whenever I am depressed, I will tell my grandson what I think. The sun can keep my secret. It won't tell anyone. If I write it in my diary, someone will peek. My sun has a big lock to lock my heart in the sun.

At home, I am the only girl, but my grandparents like boys. And I was so weak and petite when I was born. Because I am a girl, my grandmother didn't want to see me when I was a child, so she sent me to my grandmother's house. Grandma likes children, both boys and girls like them. At that time, grandma's house was almost a kindergarten, and my brothers and sisters were there. At that time, I was the youngest and the cutest, so grandma gave me all the delicious and interesting things. I am very popular. However, I am a junior high school student now, so I shouldn't be so dependent on others. It is grandma who makes me grow up happily.

I seldom go to my grandmother's house now because I have no time. Grandma is always caring and attentive when I don't go. Now grandma is old and can't play with me as before. I still remember when I was a child, my grandmother accompanied me to bask in the sun during the day and watch the stars at night, telling me stories in the sky. I know many stories in the sky, such as; Cowherd and Weaver Girl! The Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon! There are many constellations in the sky. Grandma told me that there are as many people as there are stars in the sky. People in the world are stars in the sky. If someone goes to heaven, a star will fall from the sky. However, grandma is still very strong now. In my heart, grandma's star is always in the sky.

Grandma, I love you!

You light up my heart!

Grandma, you will always be the sunshine in my heart!

A ray of sunshine in my heart. The mountains are as quiet as ancient times, and the days are as long as small years.

I can still get drunk. A good bird might as well sleep. -inscription

The mountains surround the lake, and the sky surrounds the mountains. At this time, I am stepping on the foot of the mountain that makes me dream.

The sky is lofty and vast, the sky is so deep, so bright, so charming ... It just climbs quietly on the back of the mountain, humming the magnificence of the mountain.

Just set foot on the wet pure land, it overflowed with a fragrance. What a wonderful thing this fragrance is. When you smell the nasal cavity, your heart will tremble and your soul will fly. I tiptoed into the depths of the mountain, don't wake this beautiful mountain! Deep in the mountains, it is still full of spring, and the air is filled with veil-like mist. When the sun blows away the white cloud, it will catch a piece of molten gold on the slightly wet soil. There is a clear lake in the mountains, shining in this vast and open Yamanoue, which makes my heart "dream like camel bells shaking the bright moon, and my heart like red leaves dyeing the green hills", which is a bit poetic.

This mountain is weak in water and has the fortitude of dripping water through the stone; The gurgling stream has the momentum of gathering rivers; Ripples and clear waves, but unfathomable hearts; It's a little rainy in Mao Mao, but it has the power of Wan Jian to penetrate the heart. At that moment, through the clear water, I seemed to suddenly understand. It is said that mountains are benevolent and wise, and mountains are benevolent. The benevolence of the mountain lies in his mind. May the rain condense on him and form a bright lake in the middle. It is also willing to let the rain and dew gather in the pit of the body to form a crystal puddle; It is willing to let the waterfall wash, roll and wash in its canyon, even if its body cracks a deep gully, it still has no regrets; It is willing to let a handle of sunshine pierce itself, and it generously gives every grass a place to live and let it stretch on itself; Let every towering old tree take root deeply in itself, keep silent and stand upright. It is so generous, so kind, it has made contributions to others, but it has suffered for itself. The benevolent Leshan Mountain is picturesque, and I would like to be a compassionate benevolent and enter this glorious chapter. There are a few proud clouds floating in the sky, magnificent and bright, half of the hillside is drunk, as if the mountain wind knocked over the paint, and the beauty is shocking, reflecting the majestic body of the mountain and facing the compassion of the mountain.

I just want to write down this kind mountain, this wise water and this intoxicating sunshine with a natural pen, with mountains as paper and water as ink, and write down the future glory!

The ray of sunshine in my heart is said to have such a person in everyone's heart, which everyone can't say, scold or touch. No matter how unbearable this person is in the eyes of others, or how bad this person is in real life, it is actually quite good that he is in your heart, acting as the light in your heart and making you feel life.

My good friend Qing once told herself that every boy she likes is sunny, because whenever I think of their smiling faces, I can always feel the happiness of life! To tell the truth, I really envy my friends. At least, she has a good eye. Every boy she likes is sunny! Can bring warmth and happiness to yourself! Even if it's just one person's love!

However, it seems that I really can't read people. Whether I secretly loved them when I was a child or I really looked for them when I grew up, it seems that they are not very kind to others, or they are domestic violence or lazy. In short, there are too many unsatisfactory places!

So many times, think about your own regrets!

But there is also a saying that although God closes a window for you, he will always secretly leave a door for you. It warms you where you can't see it!

I have had the same dream countless times. There is a person in my dream who is unknown in real life, but gives me enough warmth. Her smile is particularly sunny. Whenever I see her smile in my dream, I feel particularly good!

Although I know that I have a little dream of life, after all, he is just a person in my dream, but I can clearly feel his love in my dream, and I can also feel the tolerance in his smile, because such an illusory person makes me like dreaming, and I am always happy whenever I can dream about him!

Although he is just a non-existent dream figure, he has really been a light in his heart for so many years. Whenever life is not satisfactory, he can always sweep her happy smiling face and his pet eyes!

He has been living in my dream, living in my heart, like a beam of light!