Composition of soul garden

Soul Garden Composition 1 Everyone who keeps a diary has his own soul back garden.

Every garden behind the soul is full of emotional branches, and all kinds of emotions nourish all kinds of spiritual flowers.

Every emotional fluctuation, every emotional release, becomes colorful ribbons, dancing in the pure sky of the soul, drifting with tears, drawing colorful sparks on the white soil, taking root and sprouting, and blooming flowers of the soul.

The sadness of catharsis, the sadness of exile, the joy of jumping and the joy of agitation converge into a river that flows slowly through the heart, flowing on the soft heartstrings, and gently popping up the delicate rhyme.

If there is a sigh between lips and teeth, it seems that someone is playing a flute on the river under the moon, and there is a piercing sound.

The moon is clear and the shadow is clear. Who picked up the poems of Tang and Song Dynasties and sang Oh Oh with a gentle heart sound?

The heart spits out a faint and moist breath, and a faint cloud emerges, kneading into a pale dream, rippling out the ripples of the lake dream, and growing a lotus flower with a fresh and elegant dream in the heart lake.

Bit by bit, the mood, the nectar of Hua Song, nourishes every flower of the soul, charming in the sunshine every day and soft in the moonlight every night.

The pen of mood flicked between paintings, with thick makeup and light color on every heart flower, and every tear of joy and sorrow condensed into clear morning dew on petals. When the first touch of sunshine rises in the morning, Youzi blooms bright, dazzling, delicate, fresh or elegant flowers.

Touching the thread gently, it twists and turns, swinging a pool of clear water, brushing away a little dust that has disturbed the mood, and the jade finger lightly touches the heartstrings, gently bouncing, and the piano sound is clear and transparent, curling in the depths of the soul, echoing the heart sound if there is no.

Every faint heart sound slips through the heart, breaks into fragrant heart petals, rubs into the pure land of the soul, grows, breeds, breeds, and decorates a colorful and fresh heart flower into the back garden of a heart that is evergreen all the year round and full of flowers.

With the dream I long for in my heart, I dream of a unique and elegant garden in my heart!

How many people should you thank in your life? In fact, everyone's life is a play.

Autumn has come, and the leaves have fallen, which has become a care for the roots, just like parents treat their children. I can't say that my life has been smooth sailing. Although life has only gone a little, for me, the ship of life is still bumpy in the voyage of more than ten years. I have been in poor health since I was a child. I always feel that it is a sin to let my parents take me around three times and five times. In addition, my personality is not good, and it is not the personality that many elders like, but my parents still love me very much. Thank them for their willingness to love me so selflessly. When you hold a wrinkled face and expect my successful return, you are also blessing me. You still smile when I make unreasonable demands on you.

My dear parents, I don't want to grow up, but I have. I wanted to be with you, but I flew away after all. I remember that my grades in junior high school were always poor, and they were still like that when I was about to take the exam. I am anxious, so are my parents. The results came out a few days later, and the results were obviously not ideal. The teacher also specially called my parents to communicate my grades. I had a bad lunch that day, even if my parents didn't say anything, I could think of it, so I held back a million kinds of guilt and released it. That disappointing thing still rolled down. I wanted my parents to see it, so I lowered my head, but it was still found, and so was my father. I stopped crying like a power cut, just drank some water and left. On the way to school, I rode my bike and thought about what I could do to change the status quo, so I began to struggle. I am very busy every day, and I did well in the last exam that semester. I am very happy.

Mom and Dad, only your love is perfect, which makes me happy.

Adults often say: "If you are a tired primary school student, study hard. Making money to support your family is the most tiring thing!" " "But, have you ever thought that we get up at seven o'clock in the morning to go to school for self-study early, go to cram school at night until eight o'clock, go home and take a shower at ten o'clock, and do our homework. We won't go to bed until the wee hours. Even the weekend break will be taken up by the cram school. Not a day, but 16 years. For example, you are required to work 12 hours a day, and you are required to work overtime on weekends? You will definitely resign, right? But we are different. We must finish our studies. So if we are tired, we should build ourselves a garden, a place where we can put our emotions, and a "secret garden".

Three months after I was born, my mom and dad left me in the care of my grandparents. I only went to my mom's house on weekends. I won't tell my family what happened at school, for fear that they will worry. I will stay with my parents for three years until I am 1 1 years old this year. I found that I was getting farther and farther away from my parents. For example, when I was 8 years old, I said to my parents, "Can my parents play with me?" In exchange for a "good boy, play by yourself", "Mom and Dad, I can't reach that dish. Can you get me one? " "Mom and Dad, can't you tell me this question?" "Angel, please ask the teacher tomorrow." "Mom and Dad, can you tell me a story?" "Go to bed early" I want to say that the mobile phone is your daughter! I know a lot of things must be done online now, but can you care about your children? If you don't care about your children, you will grow up. If you want to talk to her/him in the future, you might as well go out and play with your classmates and friends!

My secret garden is the place that gives me the greatest comfort and encouragement and heals me when I am most depraved and sad.

The beautiful campus is like my home, where I haunt and where my soul stays.

Walking into the campus, along the winding path, you will meet a square brick pavilion, next to which stands a beautiful statue. No matter when you come all the year round, it's fascinating to be beautiful.

Listen! The first spring breeze gently tells you that spring is coming! Colorful flowers in the garden have different shapes. There are noble roses, elegant peonies, and some unknown flowers wrapped around vines. The vines are intimately wrapped around the promenade, as if wearing an emerald necklace. Naughty little flowers on vines are like twinkling stars in the night sky. The green grass on the ground willingly sets off beautiful flowers, like a unique carpet. Butterflies are dancing among the flowers, and bees are pragmatically collecting honey. The students are playing here, laughing and laughing, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Listen! Then the first cicada called! In the summer garden, a tree is flourishing, and the sun shines through the cracks between the branches, leaving a shade on the ground. Students come here quietly to enjoy the cool, read and revel in this quiet space.

Look! The first fallen leaf is leisurely holding Miss Qiu's skirt. Fallen leaves dance like golden butterflies, falling on the ground and on the shoulders of classmates. In summer, the stems are independent, only the small and exquisite flowers of osmanthus trees are fragrant and charming, and Wan Li, Gui Xiang is heartbreaking.

The slightest chill turned into snowflakes, which whirled down on branches and bushes, covering the whole earth. The garden is as white as a white coat, and it is really "like spring breeze, which blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees at night". The sun shone on the branches, shining like diamonds. If you touch it, the snow will fall and jump on the earth.

This is my little garden where my spirit rests, which makes me feel warm and happy. I deeply love this land full of flowers, and there are the most precious times of my childhood!

Soul Garden Composition 5 Everyone has his own garden in his heart, and every emotion is buried in this garden like a seed. And there is such a thing in my heart garden, which gently touches the heartstrings and is called "touching".

It happened when I was in primary school. One day, I was playing in the corridor with some classmates. Playing and playing, I suddenly saw a figure running towards me. Before I knew what was going on, I felt that I had been pushed hard and my whole body fell backwards. I heard a bang and my head hit the ground. Everything in front of me turned black, and there was only one "I'm sorry" in my ear, and then there was no sound, as if everything had solidified. There was a sharp pain in the back of my head, which made me unable to open my eyes. At this time, I feel deeply lonely and helpless, and there is endless darkness. "Mom!" I scream in my heart! Yes, how I wish my mother could appear in front of me immediately and give me comfort and help. But I know that's impossible!

Just when I was almost desperate, a few little hands reached over and they hugged me and helped me up. Suddenly, I feel a kind of light and warmth. They are like sunshine that dispels the haze and gives people strength. When I opened my eyes, I saw the anxious faces of my classmates. While pulling me, they asked anxiously, "Jin Yishu, how are you?" "Kim, what's wrong with you? Why don't you go to the infirmary and have a look! "

For an instant, there was an indescribable feeling in my heart, and that was touching! Looking at my classmates, I can't help it anymore. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I don't know why I cried. When the tears slowly flowed to my mouth, I was surprised to find that the tears were actually sweet …

This experience really made me realize what "moving" is. I want to bury this emotional seed in the garden of the soul, let it take root and sprout, bloom beautiful flowers and let more people appreciate its beauty and fragrance!

Everyone has a secret door in his heart, and only when he is confused, distressed and sad will he open it silently and alone. There is the back garden of the soul, with infinite spring and carefree. There is a carefree bridge, a forgotten spring and a bird of paradise. Open that door and you can banish your soul here.

I walked alone on the road at dusk, I don't know how many times I walked, and I don't know how long I walked. Why is my footsteps so staggering, as if I were carrying a heavy stone, so heavy?

Maybe it's what happened this morning.

When I learned that I had sat firmly on the throne of the top students, this time I fell from the clouds. Suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, my pride and honor disappeared instantly.

I walked feebly, sat under a tree, looked at the long journey ahead and sighed secretly. Suddenly, a dark red sun shone on my face. I blocked it with my hand and looked forward: what a beautiful scenery! The sun rises slowly on the horizon, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the horizon, struggling, struggling and never giving up. Finally, he broke free from the fetters of the earth and bounced into the sky like a red ball. Clouds are coming, the sun is gradually shrouded in darkness, and the original strong light is gradually dim. Instead of him, there are large shadows and ever-changing clouds on the ground. Murphy, brilliant as the sun, can't beat the dark clouds and dark forces? However, I was wrong. Not long after, from the layers of clouds, I radiated a dazzling light, which made people feel warm and comfortable. He tried his best to show off the shackles and perform his duties. Finally, his face emerged from the boundless clouds, and the sun set on the earth, in every corner and everywhere. The clouds disappeared on the horizon until they disappeared.

I suddenly realized, am I not like the sunshine that was once shrouded in darkness?

Fortunately! At this moment, I opened my inner back garden and found the real answer.

Soul Garden Composition 7 Cai Yun has gorgeous brilliance because he is grateful for the sky; Flowers have beautiful colors because they are grateful to the earth; Xiaoxi appreciates the sea, clear body ... I thank my mother, and I have a garden that belongs to me.

After school early that day, as soon as I entered the room, I saw my mother turning over my diary. I grabbed it and said angrily, "Mom, how can you peek at my diary?" This is my privacy! ""Recently, I saw you ... "I didn't wait for my mother to finish, so I pushed her out of the door, slammed the door, and then deliberately turned on the TV. I thought sadly: how can she peek at my diary? I know, I like to write all my thoughts in my diary recently, but she … I have little communication with her now. When I was a child …

I remember when I was eight years old, it seemed to be the day before Mother's Day. I bought a cake for my mother and told her everything without reservation. My mother was really happy at that time.

Now, I am so "exclusive" to my mother, in fact, she cares about me. Maybe I should do something for my mother to make her forgive me. I thought about it: cooking is too old-fashioned, sending cakes is too innovative … Suddenly I had a brainwave and thought of a good idea.

I picked up a beautiful piece of paper and carefully wrote with a pen: "Fifteen years of washing clothes is priceless to me, and hard work is priceless to me …" I finished all the papers in one breath.

The next day, I solemnly gave it to my mother. After reading it, she cried excitedly. Only then did I notice that my mother's hair had turned a lot whiter and wrinkles gradually climbed onto her forehead. I can't help crying. Mother wiped my tears and said, "don't cry, this is the best gift I have ever received!" " "When I touched my mother's hand, I froze. My mother's hands are so rough! My tears poured out again. My mother stroked my head gently, and I suddenly felt close to my mother's heart. ...

Gratitude is the spirit that brings joy, the warm spring breeze that blows, and the rain that washes the soul ... Grateful care, only those who have a grateful heart can have a garden of the soul!

Soul Garden Composition 8 Under the blue sky, a group of innocent children are playing happily in the fields, which is a kind of beauty; In a quiet classroom, rows of students sit quietly and listen attentively to the teacher, which is a kind of beauty; Clear river bottom, carefree fish swimming freely, is also a kind of beauty. Such simple and ordinary pictures, if you keep a calm heart to appreciate, you will suddenly find that they are exquisite landscape paintings!

As the saying goes, "people are cute not because they are beautiful, but because they are cute." The simple truth tells us that we should always keep a normal mind and look at everything around us. Only in this way can we discover the beauty of life.

Whether a person can succeed depends on whether he has a positive heart. Facing the twists and turns and hardships on the road of life, a positive heart and a negative heart will make two completely different choices. For example, in the face of sudden failure, an enterprising heart will think: failure is the mother of success, and this failure is a test for me. Find out the cause of failure, sail and sail, break through all difficulties and hardships, reach the other side of victory, and the brilliant tomorrow will be even better! However, a passive escape heart will think like this: Why is fate so unfair? Why does hard work always pay off? What the hell should I do? A series of rhetorical questions complaining about heaven and earth show the cowardice of losers. The result can be imagined! People who have a positive and enterprising heart will break through many obstacles, succeed in their careers and enjoy the joy of success; And those who have a negative escape will stop and finally fall into the bottomless abyss!

We should learn from Fan Zhongyan's patriotic spirit of "worrying about the world first, and enjoying the world later"; Learn from Gong Zizhen's professionalism that "falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more". So we should also have a heart that is good at learning from others.

The true feelings are accompanied by the same degree, and the road to life is bit by bit. Let's work together to make the garden of the soul colorful and fragrant with fertile soil and hard watering!