Write a composition (about 550 words) on the topic of moving.

Although the geese pass without trace and the years are silent, the fleeting time flows without a trace in every gap of life. The fleeting waves will always wash away in the distant heart, slowly swing away like ripples, and the petals fall gently in the wind. What makes our sadness, joy, sadness and joy turn into rain and dew, penetrate into the depths of our souls when we are unprepared, gather all our emotional experiences and launch a round of attacks in the quiet night? I explore, look for, this magical power.

In the dark blue, the stars in summer and the bright moon in autumn are hazy, mysterious and broad-minded. Night attracts too many dreams, so it is unfathomable. People who want to know about it will often be moved by it and fall into it. Looking up at the sky, the ancients used stars to predict good or bad luck. Today, how many meteors secretly wish. Things have changed! Brilliant, tragic, sorrowful and sorrowful history is rapidly turning in the chaotic world, for thousands of years and ten thousand years, but with a flick of a finger. And there are still some relative stillness in the absolute movement of this world, right?

Silence. For a long time, between the dense fog and the mist, a hole was opened, and generate gave off a red light, which soaked the world. Sunrise is the most perfect animation in the universe. Even if there is always a round of life in the foggy sky at dawn every day, I am still willing to look through the layers of chemical smoke, with an almost worshipful mood. No matter how depressed and distressed you are, you will be contained by this gentle color. Your emotions, spirit, will and feelings will melt in the blood-like brilliance, and you will feel the inner shock: your eyes can accommodate so many beautiful things, and your space is so vast!

This energy source not only injects freshness into daily life, but also guides us to carry out perceptual cognition and rational thinking. It illuminates the world and our eyes, just as human civilization illuminates history. What has been excavated in thousands of years of cultural accumulation is the moving factor provided by nature. The waves of the Yellow River beat out the Confucian civilization handed down from generation to generation, and the torrent of Amazon washed out the magical Mayan culture. Although we are stupid, we still can't explore the thousands of forces provided by nature. After all, civilization is moving forward. Nature chooses some right people at the right time, pours out its long-sealed connotation, lets him find the so-called inspiration in an instant, and endows life with elasticity. Kant, a modern philosopher, said, "Looking up at the starry sky and wandering in the forest is enough to give me a chance to meditate." Li Bai, Mao Zedong, Goethe, Beethoven ... they all talked to nature silently and were moved by nature. Then, they either carry the world or transform it.

In the vast space and time, we are really insignificant microorganisms. It is really a lucky thing to be able to face the same nature and accept the same touch with countless predecessors at such a young and heroic age. Whether or not nature chooses us to be the one who can accept its treasures, as long as we work hard, we are moved and fully understand, and we have no regrets.

Touching is the magical power given to us by mother nature and the eternal complex of human beings to nature.