It's new year's day again. The steps of 2008 come with our dancing steps after drinking. It was cold and cold in the morning. There is no sunshine greetings, there are only intermittent drizzle blessing, they gently down to the road in the puddle, circle after circle, a circle represents the reunion of a pair of separated people.
I can't remember how I spent the new year's day every year. Maybe it's so ordinary. These are special but ordinary days, we can face them crazily and add some splendor to our life. We can also walk through them peacefully without leaving any trace of pain or happiness in our hearts. A passionate life is a sprite landscape painting, which makes people excited, fascinated and has endless aftertaste; a plain life is a ink painting, which at first glance is inconspicuous, but can sort out the inner sorrow between black and white, and desalinate the worldly thoughts in the moistening of water. The life I long for is a light dark landscape painting, which is fresh and elegant like ink painting, which often baptizes my soul. There are also a few shallow colors that are not brilliant, but also make people happy, that is, the so-called golden mean.
It's a lot of pressure in the society. Happy every day, should be regarded as the biggest goal of life!
Time is like a never-ending River, passing by people in a hurry and quietly. Unknowingly, a memorable year of 2004 hastily left, ushered in a new year, began another journey of people.
New year's Eve, pillow to welcome the new year's firecrackers fall asleep. “Happynewyear！” The next morning, with a New Year greeting, I opened my eyes to 2005. Open the calendar, open the new year, open a wonderful story. I lay in bed thinking about my past year, sweat, happiness and sadness. It seemed as if all this was happening right in front of us. I couldn't help but chuckle.
In the past, I was not an excellent student in my class. I envied those class cadres. They study well and have many friends. I long to be like them. So I began to move towards the door with the lock. I sweat twice as much as others. In class, I listen carefully and speak actively. After class, when the kids are playing happily on the playground, I read quietly in the classroom. After class, I finish the homework assigned by the teacher on time and seriously, and try to be accurate. I also signed up for the school's lecture class according to my hobbies. Finally, the Kung Fu pays off, and the sweat I paid has been harvested. My grades have improved. In an election in the new semester, I was honored as monitor by my classmates. Since then, in order to live up to the expectations of teachers, classmates and parents, I have worked harder. Now, I have been the school squadron leader, all of which can not do without the help and encouragement of teachers, classmates and parents. On the occasion of the Spring Festival, I sincerely wish them.
Farewell to the old year, we entered a new year. I seem to have a new runway in front of me. Maybe I will fall on this runway, but I will still stand up and challenge many difficulties. I firmly believe that after a storm, there will always be a beautiful rainbow.
At the moment, the sound of crackling firecrackers sounded outside the window, which is people's reluctant to part from the old year, but also people's beautiful vision of the new year.