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Miss a person's beautiful article

miss a person's article 1

in the sky, stars are hanging high, looking up at the sky, always can't help but miss you and look for your breath.

In reviewing, take time to look at the stars, just to find bright eyes like yours. You are a puppy, with two bright eyes, covered with a layer of snow-white fluff, like a ball of fluff.

You always lie at my feet and rub me with your furry body when I am doing my homework, and I always smile and pick you up and touch your soft ears. When I sleep, you are my patron saint. If you lie down beside me, you will alert your ears, slowly pace around me and bark. Even if my mother comes, you will make a sound, as if I will always be your master.

On weekends, I always take you out to play, race and catch things. Every time in the race, I always fall behind you, but you always look back at me slowly. After I catch up, you continue to run fast, as if we will never know the winner. You like a fake bone best, and I always like to let you pick it up. Throwing it out, I saw you jump, hold it firmly and land. Whenever this happens, someone will always praise you, but you will ignore it and run back to me with the bone in your mouth. I thought our happy time would last forever.

But when I got home, I couldn't find any trace of you. My mother said that you ran out of the house early in the morning and didn't know where you went. And I never believe that you are missing. I can still feel your breath. In order to find you, I always observe every stray dog carefully. I also bought another dog just to find you.

I believe you are still with me, just tired. I can feel your breath, like the moon at noon, but it exists. I always look at the distant starry sky at night, looking for your shadow.

I can't help but miss you ... I miss a person's beautiful article 2

Father loves mountains, and mother loves the sea. When we linger in the mountains and play and laugh in the sea. The wind knife and frost sword of the years have engraved indelible marks on the face of the person who loves us most. The silver thread on the head and the wrinkles around the eyes are the proof that parents pay for their children. Parents' love is the most precious wealth for children.

However, for us who are ignorant, many things have tasted the loss before we know how to cherish it.

The leaves outside the window have turned yellow, and it is autumn. It's still summer before mother takes her brother to An Wei. The weather has turned cold. I wonder if it will be colder here in Anhui. I'm really not used to it without my mother's caring and nagging. Looking at the yellow grass, my heart is empty and bitter. Is this the taste of missing?

I still remember that last week, the weather suddenly turned cold. The students are still wearing short sleeves, and one or two are lucky enough to bring long sleeves and coats, but they are still too few to wear. Everyone was shivering with cold when they lined up for dinner at noon. The teacher asked me to get my clothes from the reception office. I put on the clothes my grandmother sent me, and I was very warm. I can't help thinking that grandma has become so careful.

But when I came home on Friday, I heard from my grandmother on the way. It turned out that as soon as the weather turned cold this morning, my mother called to ask her how many clothes I had brought. When I heard that there were not enough clothes, my mother had to ask my grandmother to put down her farm work and send me clothes. Hearing this, my heart is warm and I want to see my mother more and more.

After I got home from school, I went into my small room and opened the wardrobe. My mother put all the clothes in it for me. "The upper floor is summer clothes, cotton-padded jacket and down jacket are hanging in the middle, and I put pants and sweaters at the bottom ..." My mother's instructions rang in my ears, and I recalled the past time, and my eyes could not help but get wet.

"Sister, your mother is on the phone." My cousin's cry pulled me up from my memory. I hurried out and took my mobile phone into the house. "Mom!" "Hey, daughter." Hearing the voice that I couldn't help missing, I missed it for days and burst my bank, and tears couldn't stop flowing. "Send the clothes, have you worn them?" "Yes." I tried to calm my voice, and I didn't want my mother to hear that I was crying, or she would be worried again. But my mother still recognized it. "What happened to your voice?" When my mother asked, my tears somehow increased. "Nothing, my throat is uncomfortable." Hearing this, my mother immediately became nervous. "Put on more clothes. The doctor said that you can't catch cold. Buy some cold medicine to keep at home ..."

I listened silently, and my tears kept flowing. Mother, you always remember my affairs better than me, and you always consider them more carefully than me.

after talking, it was already dark. After washing, I lay in bed and looked out of the window, only to stop thinking soon and to stir up. I want to see my mother, and I can't help thinking about her.

it's too late to learn to cherish what you once owned; What has been lost, as a precious memory; If you are still around, hold it in your hand. I will wait, wait to see my mother again, and then repay her with love.

in the past, I was ignorant and didn't know what "parents in the world" were. If I miss you, I dare not say that I have interpreted the greatest love in the world, but I have experienced my parents' hearts and tasted the taste of my parents' absence.

Having tasted the taste of missing, I know that my mother is my harbor and my navigation light. I miss my mother as much as she misses me. Missing, no matter how far away, will set up a ladder of people's love.

I can't help missing you, but I can't hide my true feelings. I was born in the twilight, and my grandmother said that the sun was shining intoxicating, and I was like a little messenger with a halo, bringing hope to my family.

as long as I can remember, my uncle has been with me. Later, I listened to grandma's chanting. At this time, I was a treasure in his hand, more precious than the apple of his eye. When I was a child, I watched adults sweep the floor, and I also went to join in the fun. Whenever I shout "Uncle sweeps the floor" at this moment, my uncle will take my hand and sweep the floor together. Listening to my mother said that I was endless, but my uncle also played with me happily.

It was not until my uncle got married that my cousin was born a year later. I have no happy memories with him since then. My cousin was held in my uncle's arms, so was I, I think. This sour feeling welled up in my mind, and I may never have a chance to "ride a big horse" or "drill a cave" again ... < P > Later, when I grew up, I didn't feel anything. I just can't help but miss the golden sunshine. I sat on my uncle's shoulder, and his two warm palms held my soles. In the yard, in the warm wind, he tiptoed at me, humming classic children's songs. From time to time, he frowned and looked up at me and asked, "Is it fun?" The appearance of Han Han.

So I gradually, gradually learned that the so-called affection may not only be the same blood flowing in the body, but as simple as calling names, family members will appear, be familiar, be cold and even disappear during their growing up. But when we leave, we will leave a package, which contains memories of the past. We are all engraved in this time and remembered by ourselves.

when the sun is just right, when people are comfortable, they can't help but miss this memory shrouded in aura.

years later, I met my uncle, and this happy clip flowed in my mind like a film. It's still the same place, with more and more sturdy trees around, blue sky and white clouds overhead and the sun. On the cracked stone road, there are two people who have been washed by time. They only feel that things are right and people are wrong.

I still can't help but miss the day when the snow and ice melted. My uncle trotted in front and looked back at me with a smile as he ran. I clumsily shouted and chased after him, reaching for his clothes ...

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and snowflakes were like powder and sand, flying up. I was alone and looked around.

I still can't help but miss it. Miss a person's article 4

Whenever I open the door of memory, I always think of my former classmate Qiu Haixue. We have a good relationship, but it's a pity that she soon transferred to another school and separated from me. Our days together are like a movie, replayed in my mind over and over again, and I miss her very much.

Qiu Haixue is a cheerful girl, and her laughter is as clear as two bells, which still echoes in my ears. She is very strong and won't shed tears easily. In my mind, she will always be so happy.

Qiu Haixue, a student transferred from Sichuan, has a poor learning foundation, but she is not discouraged and studies hard step by step. I remember when she first transferred here, she just passed every exam. After a semester of hard work, her academic performance improved to more than 8 points, and we were all amazed. I found that she didn't relax during the break. She often discussed math problems with me and asked me to help her dictate English words. We revised each other's compositions and experienced reading ... Under her influence, my academic performance also improved greatly.

Qiu haixue is generous and never haggles with others. Once when I came home from school, I joked with her and accidentally sprayed water on her face. She wiped her face and ran away without looking back. The next morning, I went to Qiu Haixue's seat to apologize to her. I thought she was still angry and would ignore me. I didn't expect her to say, "Nothing, we are still good friends." Another time, we went out to play, and we all felt a little hungry on the way. I didn't have any money at that time, but she generously took out her wallet and said, "Come, let's buy some sausages." So we both gulped with relish. These things that are not worth mentioning in the eyes of others, in my opinion, are the deep friendship between the two of us, and the bits and pieces of them make me unforgettable so far!

We parted on October 6th, 2xx. Since then, I have never seen her again. I sincerely hope that one day when we are all grown up, we will meet unexpectedly somewhere. I will cherish the deep friendship between us forever in my heart, and wish my good friend happiness forever! Miss a person's article 5

Do you still remember that we planted a peach tree in the bamboo garden and named it "the tree of friendship"? Do you still remember that we made a wish for lasting friendship with each other? Do you remember the story of getting angry with each other because of a little misunderstanding and finally looking at each other and laughing? -Inscription

I remember when I first met you in the fourth grade. At this time, you wore a ponytail, and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes made you particularly eye-catching. When you signed up, you couldn't find the class, so you ran over and asked me, "Classmate, do you know where Class 4 is in the fourth grade?" "Are you in Class Four, Grade Four? Me too. Let's go together! " "Good!" Later, we almost became deskmates because of our height. The fate of deskmates made us inseparable friends: we went to school together, did our homework together, and went home together. This period was the happiest day of my life

but it didn't last long.

This summer vacation in 2xx, you left Jiangxi for various reasons and went back to your hometown to study. After learning the news, I cried. I blamed you and you left me. I hate you, and I hate you for leaving without telling me; But I miss you more, and I miss these little things with you.

Jing Wei, we haven't seen each other for three years. In these three years, I dreamed of meeting you again in my dream; Every time I wake up from a dream, I find it is a dream. How I hope this dream is true. When tears soaked the pillow and filled the eyes, I wish I could find you didn't leave after crying. I miss a person's article 6

Since I entered junior high school, I have been separated from many friends. Although in the same middle school, we seldom talk when we meet.

dear swallow!

in my memory, you were my best friend in primary school. The other day, I used to lie on the guardrail and look at the blue sky, hoping for some swallows. After seeing each other these times, I always feel that you are not as happy as before, and there is no such smile on your face. Suddenly, we feel like paints and brushes. Now, the paint is separated from the brush, and this beautiful picture can no longer be drawn.

Xueyan, I miss you so much!

Pepper

My dear Pepper, is your temper better? Hee hee. It was you who brought me to this class and let me know the classmates in this class. As my deskmate, no one knows you better than me. You are tough outside and soft inside. Every time you quarrel with a boy, you always come back crying. We always coax you.

Meng Yao, change your temper!

Small stove

My small stove, you used to keep me warm. I miss your chubby little hands and this belly now. It feels most comfortable and warm. Seeing you occasionally after school just warms the moment. I am so cold now.

Lu Xin, when will you warm me up again?

Four tenors

Hee hee, four tenors, has the voice improved again? I found you in the photo occasionally. I remember when you quarreled with boys again. This ultra-high decibel is enough to scare people to death. I can't hear your voices now, but my ears are a little uncomfortable.

Yangyang, Meng Xiao, Feng Huan and Tian Yun, when will you shout again?

My sisters, when can we get together again?

I miss you so much! I miss someone's article 7

Every day I think, where are you? I think I'll never see you again. Every day I travel in the lonely street by bike, and my heart is full of loneliness and helplessness. One day, I was walking alone in a deserted street, and the breeze brushed my face and looked at the neon lights, as if I saw you smiling at me. Although this is only a perfect fantasy, it is also my incomplete reality. I am eager to see you and your bright smile. However, the night is getting dark, a new dawn is coming, and the first turning point in life is only one year away! Every time I recall this wonderful childhood, I will show a satisfied smile.

In primary school, I went to a boarding school, and my experience in these two years is unforgettable. In this fantastic time, full of joy, happiness, friendship and naive love. We will hold our most friendly playmates, lie on the soft lawn at the deepest moment of the night, and look forward to the future, and talk about our most beloved people. Suddenly, a slight wind blows, which seems to be a painful memory invading our minds, talking about our bumpy friendship experience, talking about our loneliness in boarding school, and falling into tears. Since then, this young mind has been bruised here. We comforted each other, but we both missed our loved ones. Eager to find someone who can rely on each other.

tears are boundless and melancholy. Lovely people have left us and moved towards their own track again. For three years, we * * * have stepped through this lonely road together, and we have all risen to the second day of junior high school. The biggest regret is that I didn't leave his contact information, and I'm going to embark on this long road of studying alone. I really miss this sincere friendship without talking and communicating with my heart. And these so-called love in childhood have also turned into innocence, which is no longer romantic, just some illusory happiness. When I enter the beautiful adolescence, I have this impulse to pursue illusory happiness in my heart, and it is getting stronger and stronger. But every night before going to bed, I think of him. He seems to be saying to me, give up, stop pursuing, and don't be bound by this happiness.