Life is like wind.
What an ancient parable. You may sigh that it's coming and going in a hurry without any trace. But I have traveled through mountains and rivers, searching for gold and sand in history, looking for its true meaning:
In the sunny spring, I look for the peach blossom that is burning;
In the scorching summer, I pursue the lotus with infinite green leaves and different red flowers against the sun;
In the fruitful autumn, I pursue the golden chrysanthemum which is still proud of the frost branch;
In the cold and cold winter, I pursue the snow plum, which is only proud of frost and snow.
Perhaps, life is a pursuit, the growth of the footprints immersed in the pursuit of sweat.
When I was a child, my parents worked in the fields. My grandmother and I went to the fields together. I always hoped that night would come. I sat in the courtyard with my family, together with my family, watching Cowherd and Vega;.
Gradually into the school, I am no longer limited to the natural satisfaction, but quietly into the minds of scholars. I pursue Du Fu's ambition to be Ling juedang and see all the small mountains; I long to see the free and easy of Nanshan under the eastern fence of chrysanthemum picking; I look for the sincere friendship of peach blossom pond which is thousands of feet deep and can't compare with Wang Lun's.
Now that June is coming, the pace of pursuit is getting faster and faster, and the voice of pursuit is stronger. Once frustrated, but never give up efforts, now sitting on this long lost & quot; battlefield & quot;, thoughts galloping, hearts flying, high school seems to have opened the door.
Growth and pursuit are the two fruits of a tree. No one can separate them. If they are separated, they will lose both.
We pursue a lilac and think of the time of cardamom; we pursue a clear spring to make the streets green; we pursue a garden full of spring colors, and then pick up the apricot and put it in our heart to realize life.
Growth is an hourglass, with priorities, pursuit and growth equally divided.
On the growing stone tablet, we engrave: remember to pursue!