Write an essay with a warm reminder as the title

1. Write a narrative of more than 500 words with the title of Warm Reminder

Warmth is eternal in chewing.

Burn a stick of sandalwood, place a cup of fragrant tea, sort out your thoughts and enjoy the warmth in the delicate fragrance. Among the green leaves, above the west window, the rainy night in early autumn is peaceful and quiet.

The flickering candlelight gives people a warm feeling. Dense mist shrouded the dimly lit window, and the candlelight stretched the figure on the window very long.

A pair of figures on the window paper are holding on to the scissors, cutting off the ashes on the wicks, and also cutting off the pain of missing each other in two places, looking at each other in despair. The gentle soft words, the shy smile, and the murmuring rainy night are filled with endless sweetness and warmth.

Also at night, the early summer breeze blew through the leaves in the courtyard, bringing a pleasant coolness. An oil lamp shines a huge light.

Our family gathered around the wooden table to have dinner. After getting rid of the tiredness of the day and picking up leisure at this moment, the soft light flickered in the mother's loving eyes and jumped on the father's strong back.

The aroma of the food on the wooden table blends with the fragrance of the grass, creating an intoxicating flavor of its own. In the night sky, the faint barking of dogs could be heard from far away, and the lush and silent leaves overhead heralded the approach of late night.

So, in my mother's arms, in the cool breeze from the fan, and in the sound of my father's stories, I fell asleep sweetly. The frog in the distance sang a warm song, and the small courtyard was filled with warm starlight.

An orange lamp is your own world. Invite a few close friends to a gathering.

Outside the window, the moonlight is like water, and the low-pitched oil flies sing the depth and tranquility of the night. The soft and warm candlelight blends with the rich fragrance of friendship.

Throw away the depression, throw away the sadness, talk heart-to-heart, and the air is filled with the fragrance of gardenias. In the dark night, a window as bright as an eye is lit, and the dancing candlelight interprets a kind of warm feeling.

... Compared with the lonely, deep and unruly desert, the warmth is the small bridge flowing through the Jiangnan water town of Fu Bian Huang Zhuang Hao Bing Ke Ping Bing Shui, the willows are leaning on it, and the clear water is like a belt, swaying The awning boat shuttles among the white walls of Daiwa. There is a sense of leisure and leisure in the heart, and naturally there is no confusion and inferiority when facing the wilderness.

Warm, like a narcissus, delicate, elegant, with a light fragrance, as fresh and simple as Xiaojiabiyu. Have a sense of relaxation and elegance, away from the boredom and exhaustion of facing coquettish women. 2. Write a 600-word essay on the topic of reminder

Those were pairs of concerned eyes. I nodded gratefully. A stranger stood in front of us. Before I could say "thank you", it made my heart melt. The melancholy on the bed suddenly disappeared, and all kinds of reminders came from all directions from time to time. I suddenly realized that I opened my eyes!  Sometimes it’s a few words, sometimes it’s the passionate thunderbolt, pushing us forward and jumping away. At this moment, thank you very much, please remember to accept it. The announcement on the train’s arrival came to mind on the radio. It was a special but unquestionable love. I had already put the song in the mp3.

Please give us praise or acceptance in time. In the encouragement of seeking, you gesture loudly at us; those are pairs of warm hands.

So, with so many kind hearts protecting me, I quickly pulled the corner of my father’s clothes, and suddenly I saw him pointing at the big clock on the wall with “ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...” Don’t miss it. During the car ride, I was stunned. Sometimes it was the gentle gentle breeze and drizzle, which made me grateful; it was filled with reminders; sometimes it was the direct and heartfelt messages from friends. During our long journey of life, I helplessly leaned my head against my mother. on the shoulders. My heart is warmed by his kindness. He heard that he would have to wait for more than an hour, but he was like a child, sometimes woken up by strangers and silent greetings!

o（∩_∩）o If my answer is helpful to you.

The entire journey can also be a hint of nothing...

In the reminder: all kinds of precious true feelings are overflowing around each of us...

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Reminder, in the intoxicating breeze, you can sing well after hearing it.

When dusk falls.

At this time; there are clear road signs. In this confused bright light, there is a kind of friendly feeling. We will suddenly find that there are so many fellow travelers climbing towards the same height, and our eyes will suddenly light up; sometimes The fierce face-to-face debate was watching us move forward

It was a winter day a few years ago, and what a warm and powerful motivation we got. In the hazy state, I felt someone touching my arm, and there were so many hands supporting me. We suddenly realized that he was a deaf-mute. The face of the deaf-mute always appeared in front of my eyes from time to time. My father and I Mom was waiting for the delayed train at the station, guiding us forward, and eager to remind us that she was always around...

Yes, I realized that my parents were also asleep, sometimes in a cathartic way. Trivial chatter, falling asleep in the empty waiting room.

Reminder; in the reminder, our hearts will beat.

Oh 3. Composition with the topic of warmth

Everyone wants to have a beautiful home for their heart, and I am the same. I really want to find a warm home for my heart. Thousands of words can be said, but can one sentence convey the true meaning? The seven-colored light of life flashed around me, and I didn't want to join it because there was no color I was looking for. On the stage with flashing lights, people performed their wonderful stories to their heart's content. But I was a bystander, and I didn’t want to join in, because there was no spiritual sustenance I was looking for, and my heart was wandering in loneliness.

It was late at night, and there was silence all around. I came to the street for a walk. I really wanted to hear some spiritual comfort under the bright starry sky. The evening wind blows, the leaves rustle, and the dry fallen leaves make a slight breaking sound. A ray of moonlight shines from the treetops, adding a touch of white to the vast night. Looking up at the sky, the little bits of The stars are so dim. I thought to myself that I longed for the friendship between classmates to be full of innocence and simplicity, and I longed for a life full of sweet smiles. I hope there will be bright sunshine on the other side. However, my heart is full of depression and self-pity. I really want to be able to face everything freely and with a smile, but can I do it?

"It rained last night and I am worried about long thoughts. I am afraid to open the window. I am lazy about makeup in the morning. I want to cry but have no tears. The future is so dim. I dare not raise my head to think about Chen Yang. Suddenly I am one year old and the grass and trees are yellow."

Where is the home of the soul? Su Ran was startled and suddenly realized his happiness! And isn’t my spiritual home also in this happiness? When I was riding in the car, I offered a seat to an old woman. The old woman’s kind smile and grateful words gave me a kind of spiritual comfort; when a worker pushed many things up a steep slope, I helped him push and help him. He took away some heavier items, and his amiable and respectable smile gave me spiritual satisfaction; when I poured a basin of water for my mother who had worked hard for a day, my mother's kind eyes and words of sincere praise gave me It gave me the strength of my spirit; when I helped my classmates solve a problem, the flowers of friendship bloomed around me

When there is no one, I feel all the voices, talking and being talked to, loneliness and prosperity are annihilated and Existence and wind are together, and there are only a few scattered words that are tightly linked but have no trace. My heart no longer wanders in that bondage, I already have a kind of spiritual sustenance. Because in the glorious journey of life, it is a track where laughter and tears intersect. My life is hot because I have found my spiritual home.

Find a warm home for my heart. I can find smiles and happiness among the people passing by. Love is the second sun of nature. The sun’s rays shine on the world, making people feel warm and happy. , it is a warm home for the soul.

Find a warm home for your heart. Without the inspiration of love, a person's life will become empty and insignificant. When we see the people we have helped become happy, isn’t that also our own happiness? I believe love can create the world! 4. An essay with the topic of "warmth"

The warmth of home Everything has a home.

The home of birds is the nest, the home of trees is the land, the home of clouds is the river, and the home of the kite is the blue sky. They can all find happiness and warmth in their respective families.

Me too, I also have a home like them. Although it is only paved with bricks.

But what it contains is not air and dust, but the joy, joy and warmth of the world.

This kind of warmth can help me get out of grief; it can give me motivation when I feel lost; it can bring me from a young age to a grown-up and sensible person.

A man who works outside the home. After working for a day, I feel dizzy. I am not interested in anything at this time.

It was as if work drained all his energy away in one day. At this time, he thought of a place.

That was his home. He knew that as soon as he got home.

Only then can he get rid of all the things he is experiencing now, and only then can he get out of his fatigue. Because he has an amiable father and mother at home, a wife who cares and loves him, and a sweetheart who looks forward to his return every day.

Everything at home can make him feel warm and happy. Only home can give him warmth and happiness! Beethoven was a lonely musical giant.

Although he has many confidants and friends, he does not have a warm home. His nephew does not regard him as an elder, as if he is not his relative.

This dealt a heavy blow to Beethoven's soul. He was a celebrity who was looked down upon because of his disability.

Often ignored by others. Because he does not have a complete family to support him.

There is no warmth and happiness at all. The warmth brought by home is the driving force for people's confidence.

It is a testimony of happiness. 5. An essay on the topic of "reminders"

Reminders of happiness We have been accustomed to living with reminders since we were young.

As soon as there was a slight change in the weather, my mother said, don’t forget to wear more clothes. I just met a friend, and my father said, be careful, he is a liar.

You have achieved a little success, but you have not yet been able to express your joy. All those who care about you say together, don’t be proud! When you are immersed in joy, you keep saying to yourself: Don't be too happy, disaster may be coming soon... We have become accustomed to reminders, and the suffix of reminder is always disaster. Disaster seems to have become the patent of reminders, and the reminders are also filled with a slight derogatory meaning.

We have become accustomed to living with reminders. Visible fear and invisible fear always hover like crows overhead.

On a good night with a bright moon in the sky, a reminder will come out and say to you: Watch out for the storm. So we ignored the bright moonlight and hurriedly made all preparations for the coming storm.

When we open our eyes and wait for danger, the storm is like a belated flock of sheep, wandering around somewhere. When we really can’t stand the pain of waiting for disaster, we may even maliciously hope that the storm will come sooner.

Many nights the storm never came. We have let down the moonlight, which is as cold as silver.

The storm finally came. We were disappointed to find that most of the preparations we made were useless.

After all, the risks that can be resisted in advance are limited, but the unpredictable disasters in the world are unlimited. Overcoming the disaster relies more on last minute measures, and the previous anxiety cannot help.

When the tail of the storm finally goes away, we keep our scattered home. Before we could catch our breath, a new reminder sounded wisely, and we began to look forward to the future with fear.

There are always disasters in life. In fact, most people have already learned to be calm about disasters. We just haven't learned how to be happy in the midst of disasters.

We pay too much attention to our own vigilance and suffering. We too neglect reminders of happiness.

Please pay attention to happiness from now on! Do you also need to be reminded of happiness? A reminder to be careful of falling... a reminder to be careful of slippery roads... a reminder not to be deceived... a reminder not to be surprised by honor or disgrace... The sages reminded us a thousand and one times, but did not remind us of happiness. Maybe they think happiness can't escape without reminding them.

Perhaps they think that you will cherish the good things and not be careful. Maybe they worship blood and fire too much and feel that happiness is of no importance.

They always stand on the cliff and guide us to escape the suffering in the future. But what is the time after suffering has been avoided? That is happiness! You need to learn to enjoy happiness, and you need to be reminded when happiness is about to come.

People can naturally learn sensory pleasure, but people cannot naturally master the rhythm of happiness. The pleasure of the soul and the comfort of the organs are like twin brothers, sometimes dependent on each other, sometimes diametrically opposed to each other.

Happiness is a tremor of the soul. Like an ear that listens to music, it needs constant training.

In short, happiness is a moment without pain. It doesn't happen as often as we think.

People often just pick up the golden mane on the ground when the golden carriage of happiness has passed far away and say, I have seen her before. People like to reminisce about the specimens of happiness, but ignore the moments when happiness is covered with dew and exudes fragrance.

At that time, we were often walking in a hurry, looking forward and backward without knowing what we were busy with. There are those who predict typhoons, those who predict locusts, those who predict plagues, and those who predict earthquakes.

No one predicts happiness. In fact, happiness, like everything else in the world, has its symptoms.

Happiness is often hazy, spraying rain on us very restrainedly. Don't always expect vigorous happiness, it will probably just come quietly.

Don't try to turn the faucet wider, causing happiness to drain away quickly. You need to quietly experience the true meaning of happiness with a peaceful heart.

Most happiness is simple. It won't be like a signal flare, flashing red light high in the sky.

It is wrapped in its true colors and wraps us up in kindness and warmth. Happiness does not like the hustle and bustle, it often comes in darkness.

A piece of cake that helps each other in poverty, a heart-to-heart look in the midst of adversity, a rough touch from a father, a warm note from a girlfriend... These are all the happiness that is hard to buy. Like rubies on old silk, they shine more and more dazzlingly in the desolation.

Happiness sometimes plays a joke on us and comes in disguise. Opportunities, friendships, success, reunion... they all resemble happiness, but they are not the same as happiness.

Happiness is sometimes short-lived and does not envelope the sky like suffering. If the suffering and happiness in life are placed at two ends of the scale, suffering will be huge, and happiness may be just a small piece of ore.

But the pointer must tilt towards happiness, because it contains the gold of life. Happiness has a trapezoidal shape. It can expand or contract, depending on whether you cherish it.

We must be more vigilant about happiness, and when it comes, enjoy every minute to the fullest. According to scientists, the results of intentional attention are much better than those of unintentional attention.

When spring comes, we have to say to ourselves, this is spring! There will be a fluffy green feeling in my heart. When we are happy, we have to say to ourselves, please remember this moment! Happiness will be with us for a long time.

Then wouldn’t we have more happiness! Therefore, during the harvest season, don’t think about the possible disaster years. We still have a long winter to think about it. We want to dance and sing with our friends and exaggerate the joy.

Now that the seeds have repaid the sweat, we have the right to be immersed in happiness. Regardless of the wind, frost, rain and snow in the future, let us first grind the wheat into flour and bake a fragrant bread.

So, when we gather together from the ends of the world, please don’t hesitate to part ways after a while. In the long years to come, there will be countless lonely nights where I can taste my sorrow alone.

Every minute now, let it burn like pure alcohol into a light blue flame of happiness, leaving no trace of residue. Let us raise a glass together and say: we are happy.

So, when we are waiting at the knees of our elderly parents, even if they are gray-haired, even if they are old, you must have the courage to say to yourself: I am very happy. Because the world is impermanent, you will lose them one day and regret the time you spent at this moment infinitely.

Happiness is not synchronized with wealth, status, prestige, or marriage. It is just the feeling of your heart. Therefore, when we have nothing, we can also say, I am very happy.

Because we still have health. 6. Write an essay with the title of Quiet Reminder

It was a winter day a few years ago. My parents and I were waiting for the delayed train at the station.

When dusk fell, I had already listened to the songs in the mp3 and knew how to sing. I heard that I would have to wait for more than an hour, so I rested my head helplessly on my mother's shoulder and fell asleep in the empty waiting room.

In the hazy state, I felt someone touch my arm. When I opened my eyes, I found that my parents were also asleep. A stranger was standing in front of us. I was stunned and quickly pulled my father's clothes. horn. At this moment, I suddenly saw him pointing at the big clock on the wall with "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" gestures made to us.

At this moment, the announcement of the train arriving at the station came over the radio. Oh, it suddenly dawned on us—it turned out that he was deaf-mute, and he was rushing to remind us not to miss the time to get on the bus.

So, I nodded gratefully, but before I could say "thank you", he jumped away like a child. Throughout the journey, the deaf-mute man's face always appeared before my eyes.

My heart is warmed and filled by his kindness, and a kind feeling is always surrounding me... Yes, in our long journey of life, all kinds of things come from all directions from time to time. Remind, in this confused bright light, in the intoxicating breeze, in the encouragement of seeking, in the silent greetings, what warm and powerful motivation we have received! Those are pairs of caring eyes, watching us move forward; those are pairs of warm hands, pushing us forward; those are clear road signs, guiding us forward. Reminders are sometimes gentle gentle breeze and drizzle, sometimes passionate thunderbolts of lightning; sometimes they are a few words, sometimes they are trivial chatter; sometimes they are told by friends who express their feelings directly, sometimes they are reminded by strangers; sometimes they are reminders. A fierce face-to-face argument can also be a hint of nothing... In the reminder, I suddenly found that there are so many kind hearts protecting me, so many hands supporting me, and so many people. Fellow travelers are climbing to the same height; in the reminder, our hearts will jump, our eyes will suddenly light up, and the melancholy in our hearts will suddenly disappear; in the reminder, we will suddenly discover: all kinds of precious things True love surrounds each of us... Reminder, it is a special but unquestionable love. 7. A 600-word essay on the topic of warmth

Chewing warmth

Congratulations to the sophomores of Taihe Middle School

Warmth is eternal in chewing.

Burn a stick of sandalwood, place a cup of fragrant tea, sort out your thoughts and enjoy the warmth in the delicate fragrance.

Among the green leaves, above the west window, the rainy night in early autumn is peaceful and quiet. The flickering candlelight gives people a warm feeling. Dense mist shrouded the dimly lit window, and the candlelight stretched the figure on the window very long. A pair of figures on the window paper clung to the scissors, cutting off the ashes on the wicks, and also cut away the pain of missing each other in two places, looking at each other in despair. The gentle soft words, the shy smile, and the murmuring rainy night are filled with endless sweetness and warmth.

Also at night, the early summer breeze blew through the leaves in the courtyard, bringing a pleasant coolness. An oil lamp shines a huge light. Our family gathered around the wooden table to have dinner. After getting rid of the fatigue of the day, I now pick up my leisure time. The soft light flickers in my mother's loving eyes and dances on my father's strong back. The aroma of the food on the wooden table blends with the fragrance of the grass, creating an intoxicating flavor of its own. In the night sky, the faint barking of dogs could be heard from far away, and the lush and silent leaves overhead heralded the approach of late night. So, in my mother's arms, in the cool breeze from a small fan, and in the sound of my father's stories, I fell asleep sweetly. The frog in the distance sang a warm song, and the small courtyard was filled with warm starlight.

An orange lamp is your own world. Invite a few close friends to a gathering. Outside the window, the moonlight is like water, and the low-pitched oil flies sing the depth and tranquility of the night. The soft and warm candlelight blends with the rich fragrance of friendship. Throw away the depression, throw away the sadness, talk heart-to-heart, and the air is filled with the fragrance of lots of gardenias. In the dark night, a window as bright as an eye is lit, and the dancing candlelight interprets a kind of warm feeling.

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Compared with the lonely, deep and unruly desert, the warmth is the Jiangnan water town with small bridges and flowing water, with willows leaning on it, the clear water like a ribbon, and the awning boat swinging, Walk among the white walls of Deva. There is a sense of leisure and leisure in the heart, and naturally there is no confusion and inferiority when facing the wilderness.

Warm, like a narcissus, delicate, elegant, with a light fragrance, as fresh and simple as Xiaojiabiyu. Have a sense of relaxation and elegance, away from the boredom and exhaustion of facing coquettish women.

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I silently savored every bit of warmth and found the elements of loving life. 8. An essay on the topic of warmth of more than 600 words

Warmth is the first straw floating on the river in early spring; it is the flying star in the sky at dusk; it is the courtyard where the moonlight is like water; it is the yellow flowers all over the slope. The girl's face with sleeves full of wind; it is the warmth and tenderness that makes your heart beat.

Yang locust flowers have fallen in people’s courtyards like flying snow in the desert; in the ancient well cut from clear stone, the clear echo of the small iron bucket against the well wall; the red oil paper curled up in the rain Umbrellas; old farmers holding a big pipe of cigarettes in a small hotel and paying attention to taste. Aren’t these familiar and friendly people to us also warm?

Warmth is a scenery, and if you stroll through it in a leisurely and relaxed mood, it will also become a scenery. Warmth is the feeling of smiling and nodding to each other when climbing up on the Double Ninth Festival, when you and another climber coincidentally chant "I see how charming the green mountains are, and the green mountains see me like this." of hot tea, facing the relief in Guanqie's eyes.

Dongye and Xueyou walked from the south of the city to the east of the city to eat "spicy soup" and returned. They were suddenly attacked by a water truck. They had nowhere to hide. They turned their backs and prepared to take a cold bath. The water truck had passed by, but He was still dry when he realized that there was a boy standing in front of him, soaking wet... In the days that followed, no one mentioned this matter and no longer accepted his care. The gratitude that exists in my heart is so profound.

Asking questions is a tacit understanding. When nothing can be said or nothing needs to be said, a silent gaze is enough to express the wordless warmth.

The warmth is like a small inn with dim lights and the intermittent sound of guitar; when the door is opened, a few old friends suddenly shout "Watch the sword" to get sashimi. The sword stabs, but it is a long one. A root of sugar cane, so the jue produced a lot of dregs and laughter.

I left a foreign country and returned to my hometown a few years ago, and received a tearful letter the next day. It vaguely wrote: "In the afternoon after you left, it suddenly started snowing heavily. The plum forest under the big man's tree turned red. The shop has new and delicious pies. Come back..." I wanted to return to the town at that time. , not to see plum blossoms in the snow. Not for the pie that I'm used to eating, but for the deep and warm human touch.

Warmth is a kind of human feeling, which always quietly fills the heart with excitement and happiness. Did you know?

Warmth is walking in the side streets of the border city, singing loudly, causing passers-by to whisper: "Are you engaged in art?" She is waving and running towards the last bus that has slowly started, and the driver stops the car. Open the door and look back with a loving smile.

How many warm threads should there be in a lifetime? Those sentiments that moisten my eyes even though they are fleeting, and those stories that can never be forgotten will gradually accumulate in my heart and gradually sink into the most dignified, beautiful and timeless warmth. , let the years erode and the mood changes, we will never ignore it and cherish it forever. 9. How to write a composition with the topic of warmth

Find a warm home for the heart. Find a warm home for the heart. The heart is confused, the heart is gone, the heart is aching. Where is the home of the heart? Everyone wants to have a beautiful home for their heart, and I am the same. I really want to find a warm home for my heart.

Thousands of words can be said, but can one sentence convey the true meaning? The seven-colored light of life is flashing around me, and I don’t want to join it, because there is no color I am looking for. On the stage with flashing lights, people perform their wonderful performances to the fullest. story. But I was a bystander, and I didn’t want to join in, because there was no spiritual sustenance I was looking for, and my heart was wandering in loneliness.

It was late at night, and there was silence all around. I came to the street for a walk. I really wanted to hear some spiritual comfort under the bright starry sky. The evening wind blows, the leaves rustle, and the dry fallen leaves make a slight breaking sound. A ray of moonlight shines from the treetops, adding a touch of white to the vast night. Looking up at the sky, the little bits of The stars are so dim.

I was thinking to myself, I longed for the friendship between classmates to be full of innocence and simplicity, and I longed for a life full of sweet smiles. I hope there will be bright sunshine on the other side.

However, my heart is full of depression and self-pity. I really want to be able to face everything freely and with a smile, but can I do it? "It rained last night and I am worried about long thoughts. I am afraid to open the window. I am lazy to put on makeup in the morning. I want to cry but have no tears. The future is so uncertain. I dare not raise my head to think about Chen Yang. I am suddenly one year old and the grass and trees are yellow." Where is the home of the soul? Su Ran was surprised. , suddenly realized his happiness! And isn’t my spiritual home also in this happiness? When I was riding in the car, I offered a seat to an old woman. The old woman’s kind smile and grateful words gave me a kind of spiritual comfort; when a worker pushed many things up a steep slope, I helped him push and help him. He took away some heavier items, and his amiable and respectable smile gave me spiritual satisfaction; when I poured a basin of water for my mother who had worked hard for a day, my mother's kind eyes and words of sincere praise gave me It gave me the strength of my spirit; when I helped my classmates solve a problem, the flowers of friendship bloomed around me. When there was no one, I felt all the sounds, talking and being told, loneliness and prosperity, annihilation and existence and wind, scattered. There are only a few words, but there is no trace.

My heart no longer wanders in that bondage, I already have a kind of spiritual sustenance. Because in the glorious journey of life, it is a track where laughter and tears intersect.

My life is fiery because I have found my spiritual home. Find a warm home for my heart. I can find smiles and happiness among the people passing by. Love is the second sun of nature. The sun's rays shine on the world, making people feel warm and happy. It is a warm home for the soul. .

Find a warm home for your heart. Without the inspiration of love, a person's life will become empty and insignificant. When we see the people we have helped become happy, isn’t that also our own happiness? I believe love can create the world. 10. Write an essay with the theme of warmth

Since the cool wind blew up the green leaves on the treetops, the clear sky has never been seen again.

Occasionally, a few wisps of half-light and half-dark clouds flow across this boundless canvas, just like the warm smile of a friend from afar. On that quiet autumn afternoon, I avoided the crowds and walked into a quiet painting.

I have long admired the unique craftsmanship of Suzhou gardens, which can see the heaven and earth in a small space, but unexpectedly, the first time I stepped into it was a little-known garden. As soon as I took the first step through the door, I stepped on a few fallen leaves.

They make a "rustling" sound, echoing the sound of the wind passing by together with the sound of the wind. Walking slowly in the corridor next to the water, the maples are brilliantly red.

The withered red leaves floated on the clear water, making a few ripples slowly and unhurriedly. It felt quite peaceful like "walking to the bottom of the water and sitting and watching the clouds rise". Suddenly there was a bit of chatting and laughter, which seemed particularly long in this quiet place.

In the pavilion next to the water, there were several old people lying on chairs talking. Looking at the old and new reincarnations of the dying green, withered grass, and the repeated reincarnations, they are like enlightened Zen masters, leisurely and peaceful.

The faint fragrance of tea, mixed with the aroma of flowers and trees, makes my heart sway. I suddenly remembered the peanut and red date soup that my mother cooked.

She always brought me a can when I was tired from doing homework late at night, and said calmly "eat it while it's hot" before leaving. But I always forget about the can of soup because I am obsessed with a problem or just fall asleep at my desk.

I have never faced up to my mother’s love, just like I don’t understand why I have to eat bad food for health. Perhaps I realized that I was not willing to repay three spring sunshine, so I chose to escape.

And she spent several hours in the afternoon making soup every day! She planned so carefully to give me a warm embrace, but I chose to fight alone and sing arrogant songs to make her retreat. I really want to run back to her right now, say "thank you", and savor the care and warmth in the soup.

Looking at the pool of clear water again, I suddenly had a new understanding. We walk into the garden, where we can calm our souls, recall our family, and recall the warmth that we usually neglect.

Gardens allow people to dialogue with nature, and nature allows people to dialogue with their souls. The emotion we give to the garden transcends the meaning of the garden itself.

The blend of nature and soul creates the most wonderful design and the softest warmth.