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My former friend wrote about 600 words.
Once, I made a real friend. She is a transfer student. As I am also a transfer student, I know that when I first come to a strange environment, I will feel very uneasy. So I made friends with her at once. Her English is very good. She is beautiful and kind. We soon became good friends, but up to now, I still envy her merits.
After getting along for a long time, we became friends who talked about everything. Whenever I am sad, she becomes the trash can of my mood. When I spit out my sadness to her, she accepted it gladly. We are like passengers in the same boat. "We share joys and sorrows." A bosom friend is like a tree. Without him, life would be without scenery. A bosom friend is like a flower. Without him, life would be less warm. Because of him, my life will shine forever.
Although she has transferred to another school now, she left nothing and left without saying a word. The only thing left is the memory in my heart for more than a year, which is also the most precious gift. I want to say to her, "It's good to have you by my side!" But I didn't have time to say it, but I may have made this sentence very clear when I got along with her!
When I am depressed, I will never forget the emotional trash can in my mind, my true friend.
Only through the most bitter tears will we cherish the sweetness of today, and only through the darkest night will we cherish the light of today. Only when you repent will you understand that it is dull and long, and only when you repent will you show the beginning of a new life. Only when you have suffered the most will you know how to care for today's comfort. Don't complain about the dullness and mediocrity of life. Carefully review the years you have gone through and be grateful for every kindness in your life.
I am grateful for the lost youth, but the lost youth will never come again. Let me cherish every second I spend, and every day, my lost youth is gradually maturing. No one can keep the years. I want to cherish what I have in front of me, spend every moment with happiness and learn to enjoy what I have now. What I once owned is the cornerstone of today's walk, which will make you walk more steadily, practically and reliably.
The memory of the past is the shadow of the present. Compared with the past and the present, I always know more. Accumulated experience is a nutrient for growth, neither too much nor too little, and it should be used properly. Don't regard the past years as the dependence and admiration of today's life, and don't hate the people and things in the past for a long time, so you must forgive others, otherwise it is yourself who is hurt and yourself who is mentally punished.
After all, the past life and years are gone forever, the past is gone, but the present is the most important thing. Environment and conditions constrain us, so we can't always stay in the past. We should find a fulcrum suitable for our present life from the past, so that our past will not be meaningless and our present life will be more fulfilling.
What you once got is not necessarily the best, but it is not the best for you to strive for the best now; What I have done is not necessarily right. It is precisely because of my mistakes and comparisons that I took many detours and faced them more directly. What used to be good is not necessarily good. It is precisely because of those unkind actions that hurt others and repentance from time to time that I understand that being a man cannot be too selfish. The past life is not necessarily the sweetest, but it is because of the pain that we cherish today's happiness more; It is not always a bad thing to suffer losses, because only after suffering losses can I understand prevention and oversensitive, and understand the sinister world; My suspicion and oversensitive temper my mind of distinguishing right from wrong, so I should be open-minded in my life. Once others' jealousy and tricks were the driving force for me to reach a higher point; My illness once made me understand that health is the most important thing now, my poverty once made me understand my wealth now, my loss once made me understand my happiness now, and my pain used to be the best medicine to cure my present … We should be grateful for life, our mistakes, pains, experiences, gains and losses, and the past, no matter whether we are living in adversity or prosperity. Know how to cherish, because in the past, we can remember the feeling of being hurt, and we can tolerate things. For things, because there are too many * * * in the past, we can be kind, help others, and live without regrets. Because I have gone through a bumpy road, I will be more careful in the future, not confused or confused, and strive to get out of the mud; We should be grateful for the unfulfilled wishes and demands in the past, so as to satisfy the present situation and not give birth to more desires; It used to be a learning process, learning to walk, learn to be a man, learn to challenge, learn to struggle and learn to be strong. All the experiences have been loaded into a manual of the mind, reminding yourself, inspiring yourself and testing yourself at any time and place, so that you can use it easily and your mind can be sublimated.
Grateful for the past, let me understand how to self-esteem, self-reliance, self-love, self-confidence, self-improvement, how to challenge the limits of my life, so that I can find more * * * in the dull.
We can't unilaterally think that everything in the past is outdated and useless.
But the past years are good teachers, good friends, and a mirror that helps your real life with the most sincere heart, exposing your shortcomings in front of you, rearranging and entering life.
The preciousness of people is precisely that they have considered the past years, experienced the tempering of the past, refined the essence of the past, discarded the dross of the past, and prompted them to change their current concept of life.
There was a happy composition. After the first Chinese class in Grade 600, the classroom was still lifeless.
I learned a long ancient poem in Chinese class, and the overwhelming recitation came again.
Looking at the words in front of us, everyone is listless.
There is nothing I can do about it, but recite it.
I plunged into this long paragraph.
When I was struggling to recite this poem, I didn't know where a song came from.
In such a helpless mood, this positive song suddenly cheered me up.
I was intoxicated by the beautiful string rhythm, and I felt relieved, dispelling the sadness and depression brought by the endorsement just now.
So, I had a brainwave and thought of the coup of endorsement.
Since music can please me, I might as well combine reciting texts with music.
After trying several popular songs, I decided to choose a song that is familiar to everyone around me and just right.
In this way, a song "Farewell to the Western Expeditionary Generals on the Benma River" composed by modern composer X and written by ancient poets was born.
I began to sing my PS song proudly.
Composition of Grade 8 in Grade 2 —— Three 600-word compositions conveying happiness.
The more you sing, the happier you are, forgetting the initial boredom.
It really worked, and it didn't take me long to write this poem.
The students sitting next to me have gradually become popular with this song.
Endorsement is really a distressing thing. Although we can't change it, we can change our attitude towards it.
In a different way, in a different mood, we can still have fun in suffering.
Clear skies in Wan Li can't always clear skies in Wan Li, and rainy weather is inevitable, but we can sow sunshine in our hearts and make every minute of life happy and meaningful.
I put that song on my lips again, let it bring happiness, and let me play the role of the messenger who delivers happiness.
Write to your former self: Hello! How time flies! It's the third day in a blink of an eye. I still remember the first time I entered the classroom. But that's the past. What matters is the future. Whether the future is brilliant is in your hands. Are you ready now? At this age, we are a little confused. In fact, the task now is to study. I believe that through your efforts, there will be more or less gains. Maybe you will say, there are too many temptations around you, why can't you stay away from it like a lotus? If you are bent on learning, how can you be tempted You always complain that God is unfair to you. In fact, God is fair to everyone. You always complain that your efforts have yielded nothing. Maybe your efforts are too insignificant! In the remaining year, you should get rid of all the bad habits. Finish your homework on time and don't always think about playing in your free time. Don't be distracted in class ... too many bad habits must be changed. Otherwise, success will only get farther and farther away from you. The senior high school entrance examination is getting closer every day. Can you bloom beautiful flowers in the middle school entrance examination, later. The past has passed, and history cannot be changed. Decide. Whether the future will shine depends on the decision now. Everyone has failed. Don't be discouraged and lose heart because of a little setback. Every failure has a reason, and the lessons of these failures are the stepping stones to success in the future. Failure is not terrible. The terrible thing is that I have no confidence to work hard in the future. In fact, it's no big deal. Just get up where you fell. The score is not the key, but the reflection after each exam. If you only care about grades, then you will never make progress. Every exam is a test for yourself. We should find our own shortcomings and correct them. Make a little progress every day, and make greater progress on the day of the senior high school entrance examination. Shout for yourself: "Come on!" I wish you progress every day! Needless to say, everyone should have imagined and looked forward to their future consciously or unconsciously! Some people think that this is a typical rash and wishful thinking-I don't care about the road under my feet, but I have to see the distant scenery-wrestling is only a matter of time. There is nothing wrong with the second sentence, but I have to stand up and refute the first sentence. Because I often imagine my future, of course, I have to "excuse" myself. I don't know who gave us the magical power of imagination. Since I can't find the source, I will. I think it gives us this sacred power, naturally with a purpose, not just to satisfy our desire for the future. In fact, imagination sets a goal for our life and is also one of the ways to motivate ourselves-it can give us motivation! A force enough for us to sprint! Out of an instinct, we will subconsciously take steps towards our imagined future, so we have a dream vision! So how can I make good use of this power now? If you want to imagine ten or eight years later, it's really too early. Imagine the upcoming -20 13! Let our thoughts fly over eschatology and come directly to 20 13! What will happen to me? I am still a student. I'm still studying in my familiar school, and my life is still the same-but I'm afraid I'm much busier. In this case, my 20 13 is not much different from today. This can only be blamed on my lack of imagination-I should imagine something-but I am afraid that if I am right about this crow, isn't it all myself? Then think of something good! I hope I can get into the ideal high school, and then everyone will be happy-that's all. I was told from an early age not to be greedy-especially to make wishes-or all wishes will be invalid. So I believed it. In fact, the difference should be hidden in those little things! However, if this must be described, it must be a running account. My future, my 20 13, actually I don't want to imagine so much. Life needs suspense, because suspense will be explored.
Thank you for my previous composition. Thank you for my previous composition. Wandering in the long journey for countless times. I thought my wings were broken like this. I thought I would always be so sad.
Thank yourself, thank your own strength, make the road full of thorns smooth, let the broken wings fly, and make the sky that was once thought to be dark bright.
I have fallen down on the road in the future again and again, and I have envied the flowers of others. I used to think that there would be no light. Thank you for your hope. I will get up and keep running regardless of the mud on my body. I will believe that the flowers will bloom better with you, and I will believe that hope and blood are the flames that light up the whole night.
I pray that Datura will bloom all over the world, I expect Cycas to decorate flowers with branches, and I wish the Magpie Bridge to be properly connected every day. Thank yourself for your kindness. Every flower will pray in the budding spring, and Cycas will grow into flowers with thousands of years' strength. Magpie Bridge will not only convey the wish that everything will be all right.
I used to look at indicators in different directions and I was at a loss. I once dared to dance in my own world with my head down. I used to think that I would never see anything bad in this world again, and tears filled my eyes.
Thank yourself, thank you for your smile, turn it into a night light and find the direction of the exit; Look up and find that other people's eyes are not necessarily sarcasm; Open your mouth and put away your tears. There are some beautiful things in this world that have never been discovered.
Thank yourself, thank you for listening carefully again and again, thank you for appreciating the teacher's hard work, thank you for living up to the expectations of teachers and parents, and thank you for growing up in the progress of your grades.
Thank yourself, thank you for trying to fly again and again, thank you for failing again and again without disappointment, thank you for smiling again and again, and thank you for the tears that flashed because you were moved.
Thank yourself, thank yourself for being so strong, thank yourself for being full of hope, thank yourself for being kind, and thank yourself for smiling calmly.
Thank yourself, thank you 16 years for such a long time, thank you for your love and belief in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Moisten every baby born in early spring with kindness, ignite the light before dawn in summer with hope, warm the coolness in autumn with strength, and melt the frost when winter comes with a smile.
...
The original 600-word recollection of this composition brought me back to the day when we met, a season when a hundred flowers were blooming and birds were singing.
The day when I first said I love you, April 1.
Maybe it was an impulse at that time, maybe there was curiosity about you in the impulse, but I will always remember it.
Time flies, I still remember.
Although time flies, I am satisfied because I know you.
At that time, I was looking forward to the wonderful future with you.
But you didn't manage it with your heart.
It makes me extremely disappointed, although I really want to say that I love you as much as the sea.
I have always believed that our acquaintance is a kind of fate, perhaps a coincidence.
This kind of waiting seems to have passed a century ... I still don't understand when your heart will belong to me.
Without your nourishment, I will feel depressed.
At this moment, if I lose everything, I am willing to keep only you.
When emotions affect our thoughts, can such feelings be maintained? Can you stick to my heart/I say I miss you and you say you understand, but why can't I deeply feel your understanding?
People often say: "Life is like running water". Is it necessary to let dreams replace everything? "A sunken ship turns into water, except Wushan is not a cloud." Maybe it's my stupidity, maybe it's my love that makes it like this.
April 1, so that's it!
There was a happy composition. After the first Chinese class in Grade 600, the classroom was still lifeless.
I learned a long ancient poem in Chinese class, and the overwhelming recitation came again.
Looking at the words in front of us, everyone is listless.
There is nothing I can do about it, but recite it.
I plunged into this long paragraph.
When I was struggling to recite this poem, I didn't know where a song came from.
In such a helpless mood, this positive song suddenly cheered me up.
I was intoxicated by the beautiful string rhythm, and I felt relieved, dispelling the sadness and depression brought by the endorsement just now.
So, I had a brainwave and thought of the coup of endorsement.
Since music can please me, I might as well combine reciting texts with music.
After trying several popular songs, I decided to choose a song that is familiar to everyone around me and just right.
In this way, a song "Farewell to the Western Expeditionary Generals on the Benma River" composed by modern composer X and written by ancient poets was born.
I began to sing my PS song proudly.
Composition of Grade 8 in Grade 2 —— Three 600-word compositions conveying happiness.
The more you sing, the happier you are, forgetting the initial boredom.
It really worked, and it didn't take me long to write this poem.
The students sitting next to me have gradually become popular with this song.
Endorsement is really a distressing thing. Although we can't change it, we can change our attitude towards it.
In a different way, in a different mood, we can still have fun in suffering.
Clear skies in Wan Li can't always clear skies in Wan Li, and rainy weather is inevitable, but we can sow sunshine in our hearts and make every minute of life happy and meaningful.
I put that song on my lips again, let it bring happiness, and let me play the role of the messenger who delivers happiness.
...
What did I miss-the 600-word composition spread out all the eyes I missed, and the edge of love extended to the distance of 1 meter.
-Inscription "Dad, I'm leaving.
"I looked at my father who was playing with fishing tools attentively and said.
"Oh.
"No trace to find, no trace to find the answer, he didn't look up, still fiddling with fishing tools, as if his world had nothing to do with him except fishing, even his own daughter.
I really don't understand! Facing your daughter, can't you "give" a smile and a greeting? Why don't you greet me like mom? Even if you can't, please look back, even if it's just a look? However, this state of being at arm's length did not disappear under my expectation. It lasted a long time, I didn't even know.
Over time, the expectation in my heart has been destroyed by time, just like a golden beach, stranded.
I no longer care whether my father cares about my past.
It's like a door between my father and me, and that door is closed.
"Dad, I have to go.
"I said with my bag, and my father's answer was forgotten by my hasty figure.
Walking out of the house, I found that it was autumn, and the reluctant sunshine and leaves were intertwined, and I couldn't tell which was golden and which was green.
I inadvertently looked back at the door one meter away from me. Unexpectedly, a tall figure stood by the door. I don't know when I was in a hurry, and I left many marks on my face. The pupil of my eyes has been dimmed by life. However, at this moment, my eyes are shining. What makes me even more unbelievable is that this man turned out to be my father. I always thought I didn't care about me and didn't love my father! When his eyes met mine, his face was obviously red, and then he pretended to be natural and walked quickly into the room.
At that moment, I suddenly realized that my father didn't love me, but the way of expression was too hidden for me to find out.
This deep, imperceptible fatherly love! By accident, the door opened.
It turns out that the distance of love is actually neither long nor short, just one meter.
...
People who have missed … people who have missed about 600 words have passed me by, and I can't find them walking in front of them. How long did it take you to smell? I found the other person and missed it ... At that time, you were young and thin, and your skin, hair and clothes were all dirty, but only those eyes were so clear, as if they went straight into your heart.
You are so humble, put down your dignity and kneel before me. You came to me with your legs instead of your feet, and I, like this, ran away abruptly. I didn't dare to look back, because I was afraid to look into your eyes. I was afraid that if I took one more look, I would never walk away, so I left you, lost you and ran away crazily.
Yes, I regret it.
My heart seems to have been swallowed up, and I'm back here. Although I know you can't still be here, I want to recall everything at that time, and I want to remember that regret forever. The empty street looks so desolate, and the breeze blowing from time to time doesn't know why it is so biting.
I can't wait for you to leave, and I can't find the eyes I missed. Even if everything is in the past tense, I will wait here until I see your happy smile, turn around and leave quietly ... it is you, because of you, I am no longer stingy with my charity now, whenever I see those poor people! I seem to see your shadow! Heart-also often twitch.
Because of that miss, I learned to give, but my heart is always ups and downs when I am lonely. ...
I used to think-the composition is 600 words. I used to think that I would waste the best time of my life in this deserted small city.
There is no long history, no earth-shattering love epic, and no ambition to gallop on the battlefield.
No one will appreciate my side face reflecting the sunset at the window, no one will play a song for me when I pass through the secluded path, no one will accompany me to watch the starry night on the rugged mountain road, and no one will listen to the story in my heart.
I used to think that I would bury all my stories in the castle in my heart, occasionally take them out to dry, and then let them accompany me into the holy land of heaven.
Indeed, there is nothing here, but fortunately there is you here, and only you.
You listen to the story in my heart, and then, we will take it to the grass, under the sky and share it with the sun.
You accompany me on the rugged mountain road, step by step, hard and happy, and then look at the stars, twinkling stars, bright stars, dark stars and dazzling stars.
You will play a song for me in the secluded path, melodious, passionate, loud and deep. Then, we will listen to the beautiful sound together in the flowers, in the shade, in the fallen leaves and on the snowflakes. You will silently look at my side face in the sunset in the corner, and then feel the embrace of the sunset together, which is natural and beautiful.
I used to think that I was just a beautiful pupa and would never break into a butterfly.
Finally, under your ardent expectation, I finally ushered in the day of cocoon breaking.
Because of you, I won't shy away, because of you, I won't be afraid of pain, because of you, I want to be a beautiful butterfly.
Day after day, time is cruel after all, and years are terrible after all.
He took away the most important and beautiful thing in my life, but he didn't leave a sweet key word: I once had good memories, leaving only those sour past and empty days pounding my skin inch by inch.
I cried, I was hoarse, and I was in tears, but I still couldn't find a trace of you, a trace, a memory.
They, the story about our sunset, the sound of the piano and the stars, drowned in the long river of history, embarked on the train of time together and never came back.
I used to think that you left me like that, leaving me flying in confusion and spinning in emptiness.
Finally one day, I found you.
Gorgeous sunset is your smiling face, melodious piano is your kind words, bright stars are your eyes like water, colorful stories are your beautiful heart.
I have to admit that you live in my heart and I have to admit that I live in your world.
It's just, it's good to have your day.
To commemorate our tenth anniversary-postscript.
Someone once said: "Nothing is more beautiful and pleasant than friendship; Without friendship, the world seems to have lost the sun.
"Indeed, life will be wonderful because of having friends; Life will not be lonely because of having friends.
However, in life, we will make different friends, good and bad. What is a true friend? A true friend is when you are happy, you will be the first to share it with him. A true friend is someone who always gives you comfort when you are sad. A true friend is when you are hesitant and confused, he will always guide you on the right path.
Once, I made a real friend. She is a transfer student. As I am also a transfer student, I know that when I first come to a strange environment, I will feel very uneasy. So I made friends with her at once. Her English is very good. She is beautiful and kind. We soon became good friends, but up to now, I still envy her merits.
After getting along for a long time, we became friends who talked about everything. Whenever I am sad, she becomes the trash can of my mood. When I spit out my sadness to her, she accepted it gladly. We are like passengers in the same boat. "We share joys and sorrows.
A bosom friend is like a tree. Without him, life would be without scenery. A bosom friend is like a flower. Without him, life would be less warm. Because of him, my life will shine forever.
Although she has transferred to another school now, she left nothing and left without saying a word. The only thing left is the memory in my heart for more than a year, which is also the most precious gift.
I want to say to her, "It's good to have you by my side!" But I didn't have time to say it, but I may have made this sentence very clear when I got along with her! When I am depressed, I will never forget the emotional trash can in my mind, my true friend.
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