Composition material about life

One of my favorite articles in this book. However, there are many omissions in plagiarism from the Internet.

become warm

begin

What season do you have? Spring, summer, autumn and winter?

Who decides whether the mood is warm or cold?

God? Yourself? Or passers-by

In the cold winter, I dreamed of walking into the spring garden; When I woke up, I smelled all over. ...

-How many meters?

( 1)

The weather forecast says there will be light rain tonight and the temperature will drop sharply.

At eight o'clock in the evening, I went out with an umbrella. I don't have any destination, I just want to roam.

I chose the bustling downtown area.

I only wore a thin coat, but I didn't even bring a coat, because Guangdong was mild in1February. Although it is raining at the moment, I still don't believe that the temperature will drop overnight. Neon lights in many cities are mostly replaced by efficient lighting and new indoor lighting signs, which reduces the vulgarity of the city at night, and the slight drizzle adds a touch of romance.

There aren't many people carrying umbrellas in the street. I probably didn't expect it to rain suddenly in this fine weather before going out. Fortunately, it's just cold now, not cold.

A girl passed by me, and the water on her feet splashed on my leg, which was a little cold; My umbrella was hit and I turned around, but I didn't find an apology. At this time, I looked up and realized that everyone in the street was in a hurry, only I was slow. There is a sudden impulse to keep warm. Is it getting cold?

(2)

At 8: 30 in the evening, it rained heavily and the weather was slightly cold. There are fewer pedestrians on the road, and the pace slows down: Is it because it is late at night? Is it cold? Or are you tired of walking? I still walked slowly, capturing the pictures in the crowd.

A couple took shelter from the rain under the narrow eaves. The woman rubbed her hands and shrank. She's cold. The man took off his coat and put it on the woman's body, then smiled at each other, so sweet.

A woman shook off her lover's hand with an umbrella and left in the rain, leaving only the man with an umbrella standing in the same place for a long time, unwilling to leave. Why do people always do this? Since we love each other, why should we separate? Why do you still love each other when you know you're leaving? Just to warm up for a while?

There are many people standing under the eaves in front of the store, but these people stand sparsely with each other; Nobody wants to get close to strangers. Even though they clearly know that if they are closer to each other, they will be warmer and unwilling to shorten the distance with each other.

I think the whole street is defensive, hostile and indifferent. The desire to keep warm has occupied my heart ~ ~ ~

(3)

At nine o'clock in the evening, it was even colder. I walked into a small shop, which was crowded with people, and most of them were sheltering from the rain. They are talking about different topics: or the right or wrong of others, or the gossip of stars, or the clothes in which shop, or cursing the sudden weather ~ ~ ~ ~

I picked a scarf at random on the shelf of the shop and put it on immediately after paying the money-because it was really cold. I didn't stay for a moment. The air here is oppressive and not suitable for heating. I want to escape these rumors, not because I hate noise, but because what I need now is to keep warm.

Pushing open the door, a cold wind came to my face, and I couldn't help shivering: not only cold, but also cold breath. I think I really need to find a warm place.

(4)

At 9: 30 in the evening, it was getting colder and colder. I passed a small bookstore. There are not many people inside, but there is a thin layer of fog on the glass window; It will be quieter and warmer inside.

I gently pushed open the glass door full of moisture, went in, and put my wet umbrella in the storage bucket by the door ―― maybe I was afraid of disturbing something, or that the thin glass would break. The store is so warm that people don't want to leave, just like they don't want to get up when they get into bed in cold weather.

I walked around the bookshelf, picked out an album and sat down in an inconspicuous position. A quarter of an hour has passed, and I have read less than half of the book. I looked up at the bookseller in the counter area, and she looked at me. Maybe she thought I was here to read free books. I didn't care too much, still turning the pages gently.

It took about half an hour. Read more than half of the book. I closed the book gently and sighed slightly. I don't know when, booksellers began to tidy up the bookshelves around them.

"Is this a good book?" Her tone is mild.

"Very well ... I like it very much. I think I'll buy it ... "I look a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter if you don't buy it. It's cold outside, just warm here. " What she said surprised me a little. "Not many people patronize small bookstores like ours. Everyone believes that big bookstores are good, and even they are too lazy to come in to keep warm ~ ~ ~ ~ "

I am speechless.

Yes, why would they rather endure the cold wind in the complicated air than go to a peaceful and peaceful place to keep warm? They obviously need to keep warm, but they don't want to give up a little distance or rush by.

My body is already very warm, it's time to go, and the bookstore is closing. Even if I want to stay under the covers, I can't live without them. After all, people do not hibernate.

The rain is still floating, I open my umbrella and take the book I just bought; The weather is getting colder and colder, and there are several vague figures in the distance. They seem to be shivering in the cold wind ― they should also need to keep warm.

I think I should go home.

six

The book I bought is "I can only draw a small card for you" by cartoonist Jimmy.

end

It's sunny outside the window, but it's still raining inside.

Just because I smile doesn't mean I am happy. I hold an umbrella, not just for shelter from the rain.

You never know what I'm thinking.

I want to hug everyone, but I have to warm myself first. Please bear with me, because I have been practicing tolerance with you.

You can write about the dark side of the disharmony that exists in the present society. This seems easy to write, such as journalists, and there are many online. It can also be special. Taking a dead pigeon as the central clue, this paper describes in detail the reaction of people around it (neglected, no one cleaned it up, and finally the pigeon rotted, which is called "damn pigeon" to reflect the indifference of most people in society.

It is up to you to understand this theme. Typing is tiring.