高二英語(yǔ)作文:Every day is a gift from God

　　Every day is a gift from God

　　What s life? Many people spend all their time searching for the answer.

　　Life would be a paradise everyone dreams of; Life would be full of happiness and mysteries; Life would be valuable treasure.

　　But what about the life we re living now?

　　We spend too reckless, laugh too little , get angry too quickly, stand up too late, getup too tired. We have multiply our possessions, but reduce our values. We talk too much , laugh too little and lie too often. We ve learnt how to make a living, but not a life. We ve added years to life, not life to years.

　　So we get more and more tired. Even a small failure can break us down. It s time to change our minds.

　　The rabbis of old put it this way: A man comes to this world with his first clenched, but, when he dies, his hand is open. The art of living is to know when to hold fast and when to let go. For life is a paradox: it enjoin us to cling to it many gifts even while it ordains their eventual relinquishment.

　　Hold fast to life, but not so fast that you can t let go. By always chasing after new goals, we re never really appreciating what we already have right now. When I walked in the street one day, the sunlight hit me. Hoe beautiful it was, how warming, how sparking, how brilliant! I looked around to see if anyone else relished the sun s gold glow, but everyone was going to or fro, most with eyes fixed on the ground. The I realize most of us, have been in different to the grandeur of each day, too preoccupied with petty and sometimes even meaningless concerns. At that moment, I came to know life s gifts are precious---but we re too heedless of them.

　　Surely we must hold fast to life, for it s wonderful and full of beauties. We know that is so, but often we recognize this truth, only in our backward glance when we remember what was, and then realize that is no more.

　　We remember a beauty that faded, a love that waned. But we remember with far great pain that we didn t see that beauty when it flowered, that we fail to respond with love when it was tendered. Don t run through life so fast that you forget not only where you ve been, but also where you re going. Life is not a race, but a journey to be enjoyed slowly each step of the way. Dream what you want to dream, go where you what to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do. The happiest of people don t necessarily have the best of everything. They just make the most everything that comes along their ways.

　　Never too busy for the wonder and the owe of life. Be reverent before each day. Embrace each hour. Seize each golden minute.

　　Every morning when we open our eyes, we tell ourselves that it is special. Every day, every minute, every breath, truly is a gift from gold.

　　Every day is a gift from God

　　What s life? Many people spend all their time searching for the answer.

　　Life would be a paradise everyone dreams of; Life would be full of happiness and mysteries; Life would be valuable treasure.

　　But what about the life we re living now?

　　We spend too reckless, laugh too little , get angry too quickly, stand up too late, getup too tired. We have multiply our possessions, but reduce our values. We talk too much , laugh too little and lie too often. We ve learnt how to make a living, but not a life. We ve added years to life, not life to years.

　　So we get more and more tired. Even a small failure can break us down. It s time to change our minds.

　　The rabbis of old put it this way: A man comes to this world with his first clenched, but, when he dies, his hand is open. The art of living is to know when to hold fast and when to let go. For life is a paradox: it enjoin us to cling to it many gifts even while it ordains their eventual relinquishment.

　　Hold fast to life, but not so fast that you can t let go. By always chasing after new goals, we re never really appreciating what we already have right now. When I walked in the street one day, the sunlight hit me. Hoe beautiful it was, how warming, how sparking, how brilliant! I looked around to see if anyone else relished the sun s gold glow, but everyone was going to or fro, most with eyes fixed on the ground. The I realize most of us, have been in different to the grandeur of each day, too preoccupied with petty and sometimes even meaningless concerns. At that moment, I came to know life s gifts are precious---but we re too heedless of them.

　　Surely we must hold fast to life, for it s wonderful and full of beauties. We know that is so, but often we recognize this truth, only in our backward glance when we remember what was, and then realize that is no more.

　　We remember a beauty that faded, a love that waned. But we remember with far great pain that we didn t see that beauty when it flowered, that we fail to respond with love when it was tendered. Don t run through life so fast that you forget not only where you ve been, but also where you re going. Life is not a race, but a journey to be enjoyed slowly each step of the way. Dream what you want to dream, go where you what to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do. The happiest of people don t necessarily have the best of everything. They just make the most everything that comes along their ways.

　　Never too busy for the wonder and the owe of life. Be reverent before each day. Embrace each hour. Seize each golden minute.

　　Every morning when we open our eyes, we tell ourselves that it is special. Every day, every minute, every breath, truly is a gift from gold.