Last Sunday,there was a rain of meteors.I went to the belcony towait for their coming.Above my shoulder,it was the wind.Above the wind,it was the sky,huge and blue,with sparkling stars.Suddenly,a shooting star appeared.I hurried to pray for her happiness,staring at it.I wanted to pray for more,but it had already died out.I realised ,future is not carved on the meteors,but its now,around us.
When a fortune-teller look at your palm,shell tell you how your future will be like.Thats a way you place your hope on.But its not realistic.The future is the things and people around you.What you should do is to try to do everything well,dont care much about the results.Be kind to all the people around you,and love them.Although the world is not full of love,the life is not a bed of rose,you should sdick on your belief.When time passes,youll find everything you do is worthwhile.
Years is glorious.Because no way you can stop time from elasping.How time flies!Just like the flowers in spring,the sunshine in summer,the moon in mid-autumn and the snow in winter.Maybe one morning youll never wake up,youll never see the sunrise or the sunset;youll never see your sweatheart or talk to her,youll never hear the sound of the nature or wander on the path among the trees,youll never swim in the lake or climb the mountains.
Time is gold.Every minute is precious.We should make best use of it.Dont waste even one minute.Spend time in working,in laughing,in playing games and in loving.
Each of us has a kite flying in the sky,and we also have a string each.
Childrens kite is childhood,the string is grown.
Lovers kite is love,the string is daily life.
I have a kite,it is called dream,the string in my hands is reality.
