Running composition

Running has become a business card of mine, imprinted on my life and engraved on my heart. The following are 3 running essays I compiled. Welcome to read! Running Composition (1)

Child, if you run towards the sun, your shadow will always fall behind you.

——Inscription

A few childish smiling faces loomed among the hurried figures on the street. The young bodies were either carrying or carrying things several times larger than themselves. Rush to the training class. There are countless gifts from parents, people who walk on their own, and people who take the bus. And those children were either frowning, happy, angry, or expressionless. I couldn't help but weigh the bag in my hand - it was so light.

The energetic young people are holding newspapers and looking for recruitment inspiration column by column. His brows are always furrowed and he seems to never let go. However, little did they know that the first step in life was gradually moving into the distance. When the frown finally relaxes, hope can be seen from the shining eyes, from the deep and far-reaching eyes carrying the luggage.

Facing the light of the morning sun, old people with gray hair and childish faces were running vigorously on the road in sportswear. Looking at the foot of the mountain, there were actually people who were over sixty years old and were slowing down leisurely. The old people also Morning exercise? I looked and thought, and my thoughts in my heart were changed by them. I suddenly felt that I was so far away from them. Is it necessary to build a bridge? Let me walk over and take a closer look before I can understand the mystery. ?

Turn on the TV, and one youth competition after another begins. The young man with lofty ambitions is confidently telling the longing in his heart that will never fade. Whenever this happens, I always stare at them with a smile, and it is enough to express my feelings with my eyebrows. Do people of the same age have a bridge in their hearts that can span thousands of mountains and rivers, cross the barriers between different hometowns, gather at the highest point on the bridge and look into the distance - that is your own future.

Childish children, vigorous young people, and gray-haired old people. Did someone deliberately ask them to go to training, go to work, and go to morning exercises? No, it's not. In the vast sea of ????people, there are always a few people running towards the sun. They have their own ambitions and ideals, and they are running towards the light and hope without delay, even if it is very difficult. It is because of enduring one hardship after another that I was able to transcend my own shadow and transcend myself. Because they are running towards the sun, and if they stand still, their shadows will always stand proudly in front of their bodies.

"Never give up, I am born like a summer flower." I don't want the flowers to bloom in the middle of the summer, I want to make myself bloom more gorgeously.

Retrace the eternal pursuit and run towards the sun. Running Composition (2)

On Saturday, I came to the interest class and found that classmate Li Yixin had brought a puzzle about horses, running under heavy rain.

In the blue and black clouds, lightning - the terrible whip is lashing, the thunder is roaring like a bomb, and on the grassland under the heavy rain, a group of horses are running.

Only 6 horses can be seen in this group of horses. The horse at the front seemed to be about twenty years old. It was black and shiny, with sharp eyes, pointed ears, and two round nostrils breathing heavily. It was shining in the light of lightning. The white dots on it are even more eye-catching. Strong muscles, slender and stretched limbs, powerful horse hooves swinging in the heavy rain, running wildly, like a battle-hardened and experienced general, retreating despite difficulties, incisively and vividly! It is so experienced and fast, just like what is described in Du Fu's "The House Soldier Cao Huma", "The bamboo stalks are strong with both ears, and the wind blows in with four hooves light!" It leads the horse group and runs at high speed, as if there is an invisible enemy in front of it. To compete with them, this is really a reappearance of the ancient battlefield!

I think of the past: people used horses as transportation. Horses had no freedom at that time and spent their entire lives under the whip of their owners. When it is too old to survive, it is casually abandoned by its owner, leaving the horse to die slowly in great pain... When I saw this puzzle piece, the formation shocked me deeply. It is not the kind of horse that is meant for its owner. Working "not a horse's horse" but a real horse! Not only that kind of soft yet strong, hard yet soft, and extremely free and unrestrained character is perfectly displayed. And in that fast running, the desire for freedom and unrestrictedness is also shocking!

This group of horses running under the heavy rain made me realize the spirit of the horses’ unity, desire for freedom, and courage to break through the constraints.

Isn't this something worth learning from? Running Composition (3)

On weekend nights, many classmates in the dormitory went home, and there were only four of them including me. It was boring!

I don’t understand why everyone likes to start chatting after turning off the lights. Is it because he doesn’t want others to see the rogueness on his face, or is he sad?

The topics everyone talks about are all amazing, ranging from a dead mouse to China No. 6! At first we were all talking about exams, but after a while we started to recall our childhood, and I found that it was the happiest time in my life!

The sky is very blue and the people are very pure. They like to cling to others like tails all day long. They don’t like to make noises and say that they hate you to death. In the end, they fall apart under the sugar-coated bombs. Haha, actually there was no hatred at all.

As for youth, there are only two words that can be said: desolation.

I have nothing to say. I have many friends who are very kind to me, but good things are desolate, desolation that has nothing to do with love.

I just feel constrained. When I want to laugh or fly, I can’t.

I think I am weak and compromising. I can only give in to some things, such as the college entrance examination. It is like a disaster and I am doomed.

It’s not that I failed the exam, it’s that I was wondering why I was tired.

Seeing Liu Xiang win the gold medal, I am very happy for him, because he has won glory for China. But then I felt sad for him, () sad for sports, sad for the people of the world, maybe it’s a bit exaggerated, but running should be a very happy posture, running because of happiness, happiness, not a slave to speed, we do everything Everything is for happiness, but if you train day and night just for the sake of first place, that is no longer a happy posture, but a surrender to reality.

I write because I like it, and I don’t want my composition to be limited to stereotyped writing.

I want to sit by the window and write on a sunny afternoon.

I think Liu Xiang can run happier, faster or slower, but his heart is flying, running for happiness!