在日常的学习、工作、生活中,肯定对各类范文都很熟悉吧。那么我们该如何写一篇较为完美的范文呢?下面是小编帮大家整理的优质范文,仅供参考,大家一起来看看吧。
站在十字路口的我篇一
我向前走着,那个十字路口渐渐浮现在了我眼前。面前的路是黑的,而上面的条纹却是雪白的。路上穿行而过的车灯渐渐亮起,路灯和霓虹灯也随着亮了起来,相互交映着,是一片好看的颜色。
这座小城的街道是美的。视线变得模糊时,一切灯光都好像是涌动着的圆圈,发出好看的光,在一片朦胧中,被一种无形的力量推着向前,这其中也像有潮水的涨落一般。
路是像河的,也许就是河。车辆和岸边的行人也是川流不息,像一个码头,边上都是暮色中亮着的船只。雪白的条纹是桥,在不宽的溪边则像是青石板,我小时也从来都是喜欢踩在白纹上一跳一跳地过呢,好像踩到黑色的路就要掉到水里似的,也不是完全没有道理的。
在这样的路口,大河,也许是交错的小溪,唱着她的歌。每一次绿灯亮起时,都有涌动着的、闪着光的流。从一个方向被推向另一个方向,一时间,川流不息。
在我眼中变得像船一样的各种车,它们都有自己的目的地呢。而我却是不曾想要去到哪里的。可我该往哪里去呢?前面,还是看起来没有尽头的大路,左边也是湖,那里有水、有风,还有梧桐树;我终于还是向右边走去了,那是家的方向。
那是一片老城,街道很窄,也许某个小巷里还有未被拆除的红砖房。树在茂盛时是可以遮挡住路的,投下一片浓荫,比起波涛汹涌的大河,我也许还是更热爱细小的溪流。
那里有像青石板一样可以跳过的斑马线,有茂密的梧桐树;那里有我熟悉的感觉,当然那里也有我的家。
清凉的夜,淡淡的光,此景此情,像极了我恬静悠然的心。我又继续走了,朝着家的方向。大河与那个路口都在我身后淡去,留下的是小溪,和沿着溪流行走的我。
站在十字路口的我篇二
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站在十字路口的我篇三
时间,把我们送到了这里。
还依稀记得那时年少无知的我们,在操场上奔跑。笑容与泪水交织着,一起跑过一次次挫折,一次次坎坷,一次次失望。当然,也有幸福的时候。我们互相追逐着嬉戏、打闹,耳畔回荡着银铃般稚嫩的童声。
那时的我们,也许不懂得什么是长大,才会那么快活吧。
但那已经成为了过去式。
现在的我们,依旧在奔跑。但围绕我们的,早已成为了茫茫题海。
我们拼命地投身于学习中,早出晚归。也许有人会问:“这样努力为了什么?到底为了什么?!”现在我想告诉他,分别是为了下一次的团聚。到那个时候,或许我们都成为了成功人士,过着自己想要的生活。但是想要的生活是来之不易的,是需要我们付出很多,很多的。
所以在这个十字路口,我们现在的选择决定了我们以后的生活。
如果现在,我们这样奋斗,是始终都有目标的,知道自己想要的是什么,那我们就会真正的在学习。我们学到的也就有了意义和价值,就选择了自己想要的生活;但是如果,我们这样虚度,没有任何目标,不知道自己想要的是什么,那我们就与成功擦肩而过,我们的人生就像一艘无人驾驶的小舟,漫无目的地随波飘荡。辛辛苦苦忙碌了一生,却什么都没有得到。
我们的现在决定了我们的未来。
所以,要从现在做起,从每一天,每一刻,每一分,每一秒做起。人的一生很长,但也很短。我们来到这个世上,就不能让自己有任何遗憾,要为了我们自己奋斗,要让我们的生命之花开得绚丽。
站在这个十字路口,奋斗拼搏,迎接我们的将会是无尽的幸福与满足。只用经历了风雨,才能见彩虹。
站在这个十字路口,不为别人,只为自己,勇往直前吧。
站在十字路口的我篇四
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站在十字路口的我篇五
六年级的学习马上就要结束了,我们都将走向自已的十字路口,在那里,我们要为我们的人生做抉择。而现在,学校旁的十字路口,也成为了我们童年的见证。
上学时,偶尔会碰到几个小伙伴,我们手牵着手来到十字路口旁。那时,我们总不愿意等绿灯,在红灯还亮着时就冲了过去。
放学时,我也很开心,因为我们可以在车道间来回地穿梭。
我也经常约好朋友玩,相约的地点就是那个十字路口。我看着来来往往的车流,脑子里不由自主的浮现出我们在一起的各种画面:我们一起切生日蛋糕时,你笑的很灿烂;我们一起学习时,你是那么一本正经;我们一起被老师批评时,你却对我做鬼脸。那时的我们快乐、充实、顽皮,但是都是那样有趣。我沉浸在我们的欢乐时光里,甚至连要等的朋友来了都没察觉。
那个十字路口,是城市的中心,无论是学生还是校长,无论是工人还是领导,他们都必经此地,而你是否在这一片喧哗声中,找到属于自已的宁静呢?
在这里,我们欢笑过,我们也摔倒过。而这十字路口也成为了我们心灵的交汇地,我们因为缘份走到了一起,它是那么的美丽圣洁。
人生的十字路口很多,在那时,你的抉择将是那么的重要,一个细微的差距就可以决定人生的高度。不论你选择那条道路,这都是自已的决定,选择了,就要坚强的走下去。
这个十字路口,送走了一届又一届的学子,一代又一代的人们,但它还将不断重复着。
这就是十字路口,既温柔又残忍。而我更偏向于它的温柔,因为它铸造了我们美好的记忆。
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小时候,我对十字路口可是又爱又恨。它可以让我停下匆匆的脚步,去发现自己一路的跌跌撞撞,可转眼又把我送入一片迷茫。后来,我发现,人生的路口也莫过如此。
别看我手指愚笨,但曾经,我也是一个琴童,每个晚上被迫在钢琴面前听任琴谱的摆布,每个周末又要去老师家熬两个钟头,从一年级混到三年级,直到现在都没有考级。后来,不学了,钢琴就退隐于我家中的一角,邻居也不必戴着耳罩才能入眠了。
直到前不久,音乐课上,老师让我们轮流唱歌或展示其他音乐才能,我才发现一项才能对天生五音不全的我是有多么宝贵。当同学弹起《海上钢琴师》中著名的一段爵士乐时,我兀然立在那里,呆呆地听着一个个有力的音符雀跃而出,默默地看着那看似平时不甚灵活的手指在纯粹的黑与白之间不知疲倦地舞蹈。他因对这架钢琴的不熟悉,中间自然有些生疏,就像当年我在老师家一样。可他却坚持到了这一天,而且考了级,但我却只能在人群后方隐藏。去想象:如果自己能坚持到这么一天。去质问:为何你当初如此任性?
窗外斜阳不语,书声依旧朗朗顿挫。
当年的选择造就了我只能略通音律,可是又未尝不做过一些造成我今日成就的选择,我也要感谢自己,感谢家人,是他们陪我选择了一条最普通却最有力量的勤奋之路,也让我再往后的其它十字路口上,脚步渐渐坚定,眼神不再迷茫。当我下一次做出选择前,我自然又要质问自己,这真是你的心声吗?可同时,我也会暗暗在这十字路口前许下一个愿望:
“我希望,在下个路口,我能没有悔恨地大步踏浪而去。”
钢琴是我童年时的一个梦,一份念想,抚琴时,我们年轻,窗外天空湛蓝如八年前。
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十字路口,是人们做出选择的地方。
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“钉铃铃……”开考的铃声响起来了,老师发下来的试卷使我们全身都充满了淡淡的墨迹香味。教室里鸦雀无声,只有在写字时,笔和纸之间的摩擦发出的沙沙声,一道道难题被我攻克,就像攻下了一座座城堡一样满是骄傲。转瞬间,就做到了题,我伸了伸懒腰,扫视了一下四周,突然,我发现我最好的朋友——李东轩正在抄答案,我很惊讶!想去告发他,但我马上又想到他是我最好的朋友啊!我到底该怎么办呢?这时,我的心里好像有两个小人儿,一个对我说:“为了朋友,你不该告发他!”另一个则劝我说:“为了公正,你应该告发他!”
此时此刻,我站在友谊的十字路口上。
过年的时候,妈妈对我说:“你去姥姥家吧!姥姥这么长时间没见你,她可想你了!”而爸爸又说:“你去奶奶家吧!奶奶家住得近,接送又方便,更何况你去姥姥家还那么堵车呢!”
我到底该听谁的话呢?我虽说从小是被姥姥拉扯大的,可我又很舍不得奶奶,怕伤了她的心,但是她们两个我都爱呀!
此时此刻,我站在亲情的十字路口上。
今年寒假,我马上就要为考外校做最后冲刺了,但我现在又在发愁,我是去刚看上的一个教得很好的外冲班?还是去我一直补习数学的培训班呢?矛盾在于他们的时间是冲突的,那我到底该怎么办才好呢?
此时此刻,我又站在了自己抉择的十字路口上。
人的一生有许许多多数不尽的十字路口,但是只要你能做出好的选择,走出十字路口,幸运女神就一定会眷顾你的!
站在十字路口的我篇十
夜,已经深了。本该漆黑如墨的天空,却因为城市的光污染散发着血色般的绯红。街道依旧灯火通明,而汽车行人却又寥寥无几,迷茫地徘徊在十字路口,不知应该何去何从。
在众多的选择中迷失了自我,我的前方有三条路,任选一条,都有可能给我的人生带来截然不同的命运,可能我会因此而一步登天,也可能会因此而万劫不复。
在诸多的选择中痛苦的挣扎,但却必须前行。因为我所踏上的这条征途,不但长途漫漫、岔口众多,还是一条无法后悔的单行线路。
在左边,有几个和尚向我高叫道:“逢岔向左!逢岔向左!”然而我不相信释迦牟尼的那套,左边的路看起来祥和如意。
在右边,有几个油光满面的人在左右踱步,粗短的脖子上挂着沉甸甸的项链,短小的手指上戴满了戒指,他们也都叫我走上他们脚下路。权力与财富充满了诱惑力,右边的这条路看起来是珠光宝气。
然而心中的那一份执念,却是一直笔直地走下去,但是前方的路看起来崎岖不平、杂草丛生,看起来甚是危险。
空虚和无助不断地向我袭来,在面对人生岔路时,我无法像那些游戏人生的人用抛硬币来决定,我也无法独立且果断地作出决定,迷茫地徘徊在这个十字路口,不知应作何选择。
经过了内心的争斗,我开始清除道路上的杂草。和尚们都观望地看着我,叹了口气,离开了。商人们都在嘲笑我的无知,嘲笑我不走先辈们给我留下的道路。
我却只想去走出一条只属于我的道路,坚定了心中的执念,我背起身边的行囊,开始踏上新的征途。
天边出现了一抹鱼肚白,将希望的光芒不断地射向大地。黑夜不断地溃散着,带着笼罩着它的血色般的绯红,洁白的云朵,金色的日光,则又为天空镀上了一层神圣的色彩。
前方,又是一个十字路口。
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在宁静的时候,回忆总是最喧闹。
就在这样安静的片刻,脑海中一幅幅画面悄然掠过。
然而,那时那刻,在即将迈入初中学习殿堂的路口,谁也无法想象当时还孩童般的我,却迈开了那将决定我一生的步伐——如此坚定地。
耳旁是车水马龙的喧闹声。眼前是与我相随了半个初中的晨光中学的校园。然后就仿佛听到整个空寂校园中都回荡着那稚嫩的童声……
那年的我,带着大大小小的“包包”,以及那尚未蛻去的壳,乘上了去往晨光的车。一路上,哼着不成调的曲子。我隔着车窗看周围的湖光山色,心情是如此地放松,全然没有即将应考的紧张。然而,就在我随父亲步入那个校园后,我才知晓,父亲并不能和我一起进入那栋教学楼,我才感到环境这样的陌生。我甚至不知道那个会考的地点,脑中只是回荡着父亲在校门口的千叮万嘱:
“千万要沉住气,不要在难题面前乱了阵脚!遇到不会的先放置着,把会做的都做完。记住了吗?”
“清楚了,爸。”
然后,他便没入人群中了无踪影。
我倏地感到分外孤独,想回过头来跟他道声再见,脚步却不知迈向何方。我想找一个人问清楚情况,却从来往人群中读出他们眼神中我那同样的一丝恐慌。然而,我却没再回去找父亲了。在这样无一熟识的人流中,我鬼使神差般地找到了应考之地。在这样喧闹的校园,我却找到了属于自己的一份安宁与和谐。
后来一步出校园,我便扑入了父亲的怀抱。
父亲不问我应考之况,但我与他都心知肚明,重要的不是这次考试,而是他不在时我迈出的那份沉稳。那是换入成熟驱壳的象征,是十字路口中不因徘徊而困死的记忆。
感谢选择了晨光,让我冥冥中多了一份果断与安然。
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