Excellent essay for middle school students: Listen, that silent voice

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In the early morning, I got up early and took advantage of the faint daylight to come to the backyard of my grandmother's house.

A cold dew-stained petal fell into the palm of my hand, and for a moment I felt only a cool breeze spread rapidly from my palm. I stopped and gently picked it up, and my heart was both excited and regretful, as if my soul had collided with this atmosphere, and I couldn't say why, but I knew that the feeling seemed to have long been precipitated in the depths of the soul, and it would be gently aroused in a specific scene.

Looking closely at the flower that was about to wither, I was surprised to find that the shape of the petals was oval in shape, the color was big red, and there were several indented gaps at the ends of the petals, and the small particles were the fruits of their hard work. The first feeling about it is small, but its color gives people a feeling of exuberance, and the vitality that permeates a breath of life makes me very fond of it. Looking further down, the emotions were brought to a low point, because I saw the large piece of fallen flowers, which looked very dazzling in the dirt.

I had always thought that the remnants of flowers that fell into the dirt were far inferior to the flowers that were blooming on the branches, but after that I knew I was wrong. Because when the autumn wind blows the flowers, it is the only dancer who dares to fly in the wind; When the dense fruit in the flower bush is embellished on the branches, it is the only brave person who chooses to leave silently. It returned to the embrace of the land without complaint, and with the passage of time, it became one with the earth, and from then on its mission was to make the fruits of those flowers grow more luxuriantly. Although it never had the chance to grow happily with its companions, and could only secretly watch their happy smiling faces behind their backs, I clearly felt that it was the one who smiled the most beautifully, because it must not have regretted its original decision.

I don't sigh for it anymore, I've learned to listen to it quietly. You see, in the early morning, the north wind whistles, and the sound of fast and slow in the distance is unusually annoying in the silence, it turns out that the sanitation workers came out early in the morning to sweep the floor, they ignored the personal cold and warmth just to make the city more beautiful and tidy; At noon, when people were already sitting at the fragrant dining table, the doctors on the operating table were still racing against time to wield scalpels to save every precious life; At night, when every family has fallen asleep, there will be a few figures on the side of the road in the night, and they have been working all day, until late at night, they can drag their tired bodies on the way home, but they have never complained...

They are like the petals that fall, without any words, but indifferently convey a spirit. Listen, the silent voice reveals a thousand words, and it is also the most beautiful melody in the world.