It is said that the fallen leaf is a flying butterfly, and she has a soul. It's a pity that she was obsessed with the enthusiasm in summer, but missed the simplicity and cleanliness in winter.
Jing will never forget that summer, that passionate summer, that passionate summer. On the afternoon when the plastic track was about to leave, she and Silver made an appointment in the Woods on the west side of the school.
Yin is the top student in her class. She is good at sports and treats people warmly and generously. However, Yin intends to transfer. She wanted to confess to him on the last day.
Silver is late.
The towering old trees in the Woods seem to be too lush, blocking all the warm sunshine, but it makes people feel a chill. Jing shivered, and the hot air made her tears come out. She's scared. What's wrong with her? What about your ambition? What about your bright future? How could it be destroyed at the beginning of ten years? She quickly dried her tears and got up and walked out of the Woods.
On the way, she met Silver.
"I'm sorry I'm late." Silver looked ashamed and panting, afraid of running all the way.
"Oh, nothing, nothing anyway." Jing gritted her teeth, swallowed it and spat it out. Afraid of tears coming out again, she looked up and let them flow back to her eyes and saw the sinking sunset. Some things, some people, always have to pass, so why wait so long? "After transferring, study hard."
She took the corner of her mouth and smiled at Silver.
"Oh …" Silver looked at her guiltily and hesitated.
Two years have passed, and the two lines that once crossed are getting farther and farther away.
Now, leaning against the window, looking at the picturesque autumn outside the window, she feels a little cold.
I remember when these two lines crossed, Yin was so kind to her, helping her learn math and teaching her to play ball. But it seems that silver is so good for everyone.
Jing still remembers that that afternoon, she thanked Yin gracefully, returned to the classroom gracefully, and gracefully didn't even leave a phone number for Yin.
Yes, what's wrong with it? Dancing butterfly, dancing butterfly, just falling flowers intentionally, running water heartlessly.
Jing wrote a line on the paper-"Go on and live safely."
The fallen flower accidentally fell into the water, and the running water washed her into mud. Her life is not over yet. Running water washed away the fallen flowers, still gurgling, and his life was not over. Leaves fall, leaves fall, leaves are destined to miss winter, which is a kind of growth.
How can fallen petal know? Running water can also have feelings, but no one knows it. Fortunately, they all missed the winter they should have missed.
Fortunately, we all missed the confession that we should have missed. Fortunately. It's just right to miss it
The rustling wind blew off a fiery red leaf. With it, the passionate summer was blown off. Three or two leaves were floating in the pool. Where would they go? It is said that the fallen leaf is a flying butterfly, and she has a soul.
It's a pity that she was obsessed with the enthusiasm in summer, but missed the simplicity and cleanliness in winter.
Jing will never forget that summer, that passionate summer, that passionate summer.
On the afternoon when the plastic track was about to leave, she and Silver made an appointment in the Woods on the west side of the school.
Yin is the top student in her class. She is good at sports and treats people warmly and generously. However, Yin intends to transfer.
She wanted to confess to him on the last day.
Silver is late.
The towering old trees in the Woods seem to be too lush, blocking all the warm sunshine, but it makes people feel a chill.
Jing shivered, and the hot air made her tears come out.
She's scared. What's wrong with her? What about your ambition? What about your bright future? How could it be destroyed at the beginning of ten years? She quickly dried her tears and got up and walked out of the Woods.
On the way, she met Silver.
"I'm sorry I'm late.
"Silver a face of shame, panting, even run all the way.
"Oh, that's ok, it's nothing anyway.
"Jing bullet, swallowed and spit it out, afraid that tears would come out of it again, looked up and let the tears flow back to her eyes, and saw the sunset that was about to fall. Some things, some people, have to pass, waiting for so long. Why? "After transfer, to study hard.
"She took the corners of the mouth smiled at silver.
"Oh …" Silver looked at her guiltily and hesitated.
Two years have passed, and the two lines that once crossed are getting farther and farther away.
Now, leaning against the window and seeing the picturesque autumn outside the window, I can't help but feel a little cold. She thinks that when these two lines intersect, Yin is very kind to her, helping her learn math and teaching her to play ball.
But it seems that silver is so good for everyone.
Jing still remembers that that afternoon, she thanked Yin gracefully, returned to the classroom gracefully, and gracefully didn't even leave a phone number for Yin.
Yes, what's wrong with it? Dancing butterfly, dancing butterfly, just falling flowers intentionally, running water heartlessly.
Scene wrote a line on the paper-"Go on and live in peace.
"The fallen petal accidentally fell into the water, and the running water washed her into mud. Her life is not over yet.
Running water washed away the fallen flowers, still gurgling, and his life was not over.
Leaves fall, leaves fall, leaves are destined to miss winter, which is a kind of growth.
How can fallen petal know? Running water can also have feelings, but no one knows it.
Fortunately, they all missed the winter they should have missed.
Fortunately, we all missed the confession that we should have missed.
Fortunately.
It's just right to miss it
The rustling wind blew off a fiery red leaf. With it, the passionate summer was blown off. Three or two leaves were floating in the pool. Where would they go? It is said that the fallen leaf is a flying butterfly, and she has a soul.
It's a pity that she was obsessed with the enthusiasm in summer, but missed the simplicity and cleanliness in winter.
Jing will never forget that summer, that passionate summer, that passionate summer.
On the afternoon when the plastic track was about to leave, she and Silver made an appointment in the Woods on the west side of the school.
Yin is the top student in her class. She is good at sports and treats people warmly and generously. However, Yin intends to transfer.
She wanted to confess to him on the last day.
Silver is late.
The towering old trees in the Woods seem to be too lush, blocking all the warm sunshine, but it makes people feel a chill.
Jing shivered, and the hot air made her tears come out.
She's scared. What's wrong with her? What about your ambition? What about your bright future? How could it be destroyed at the beginning of ten years? She quickly dried her tears and got up and walked out of the Woods.
On the way, she met Silver.
"I'm sorry I'm late.
"Silver a face of shame, panting, even run all the way.
"Oh, that's ok, it's nothing anyway.
"Jing bullet, swallowed and spit it out, afraid that tears would come out of it again, looked up and let the tears flow back to her eyes, and saw the sunset that was about to fall. Some things, some people, have to pass, waiting for so long. Why? "After transfer, to study hard.
"She took the corners of the mouth smiled at silver.
"Oh …" Silver looked at her guiltily and hesitated.
Two years have passed, and the two lines that once crossed are getting farther and farther away.
Now, leaning against the window and seeing the picturesque autumn outside the window, I can't help but feel a little cold. She thinks that when these two lines intersect, Yin is very kind to her, helping her learn math and teaching her to play ball.
But it seems that silver is so good for everyone.
Jing still remembers that that afternoon, she thanked Yin gracefully, returned to the classroom gracefully, and gracefully didn't even leave a phone number for Yin.
Yes, what's wrong with it? Dancing butterfly, dancing butterfly, just falling flowers intentionally, running water heartlessly.
Jing wrote a line on the paper-"Go on and live safely.
"The fallen petal accidentally fell into the water, and the running water washed her into mud. Her life is not over yet.
Running water washed away the fallen flowers, still gurgling, and his life was not over.
Leaves fall, leaves fall, leaves are destined to miss winter, which is a kind of growth.
How can fallen petal know? Running water can also have feelings, but no one knows it.
Fortunately, they all missed the winter they should have missed.
Fortunately, we all missed the confession that we should have missed.
Fortunately.
It's just right to miss it
...
Please think I missed it? What's wrong with your heart, no regrets? The pot of epiphyllum on the balcony has sprouted. I am looking forward to a blooming night and remind myself not to miss it every time I water the flowers.
But I really missed it when I was busy! Until the next morning, I suddenly remembered that I pushed the door and left home in a hurry. Those flowers that had already bloomed were like the phoenix with its wings bent down, tired and cold.
I wanted to leave it alone on the dark terrace last night. It was so sad and lonely, brilliant and decadent. My heart is full of regret and guilt-I didn't miss it, but I obviously failed! However, this is unintentional, and sometimes it is intentional to miss it.
On our honeymoon in Huangshan Mountain, we lived in a courtyard on the mountain, with a straight pool on the right, a curved pool on the left and a big valley in the middle. When we opened the door and looked down, the clear stream flowed down the Bitan like a belt.
Surrounded by ups and downs, when the weather is fine, layers go away, showing that the castle peak is nine times heavy.
One morning, he shouted from the balcony, "Get up and look at those clouds. Those clouds are coming out of the valley in a row!" " "I turned a deaf ear, hiding under the covers and thinking, if I don't watch it today, I can watch it tomorrow; I can't see it tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow.
Anyway, the cloud is just outside the door. Are you afraid you can't see it? Unable to resist his fire call, I had to get up lazily.
Ah! What a beautiful picture of white clouds coming out of the hole! He shook his head and sighed, "You have missed its most beautiful time!" "Good things are always impermanent, including the chances of success and the care of fate.
How many times can we miss in our ordinary life? We regret missing it, but how many times have we missed it? An old man who is nearly 60 years old told me that his greatest regret in life is that he didn't study medicine.
He said I was 14 years old that year. On the one hand, I'm worried that the white sneakers I washed at night will not be dry tomorrow morning. On the other hand, I think life is long and people always have time to do what they really want to do.
So I asked him, why don't you just do it? He actually replied to me: "Because at that time I didn't know that I was suitable for this.
"I was very shocked after listening to it. I think the most terrible thing in the world is to live to be very old, only to find that I have "missed" myself.
However, I learned later that most people actually feel that they have missed something.
Father leaks flowers 14 yuan-Pingmai-a large piece of land near Shilin official residence must be hundreds of millions now; My mother misses having two children less. She could have dominated the political and business circles by virtue of her cleverness, dexterity and good communication skills. My cousin immigrated too early and missed the economic miracle of Taiwan, but learned about the American economic depression from beginning to end; My high school classmate missed the only lover who was suitable to marry her at the beginning; My colleague missed the week when the department store had a 30% discount ... Many people were even more afraid of missing it because they kept missing it.
Just heard about karaoke and MTV. Don't miss KTV.
Once you've been to beer houses and shrimp farms, you can't miss grilled seafood, foamed black tea and American coffee in 35 yuan.
As long as what is popular, it seems that nothing should be missed.
Don't miss the large amount of US dollar deposits or immigration applications from New Zealand and Australia before leap August; Let's not miss the end of the century, when people are baptized before impetuousness and believe in Jesus for eternal life; You shouldn't even miss the gold medal of the times ... just because you don't want to miss anything, you always want to have everything.
The reporter who wrote a beautiful article insisted on being a consultant in an enterprise management company, and worked hard for a while, leaving a doubt that "he may not be suitable".
A super salesman who can sell anything to anyone, determined to give up his business and concentrate on writing advertising copy, was criticized as "vulgar and uncreative".
But because everyone believes in the so-called potential development, they firmly believe that the more invisible talents are, the more so-called real talents are.
The best example is that when I was young, I studied chemical engineering at night, studied finance and taxation on weekdays and worked as a math tutor on weekends. At a certain age, when I am a lawyer, I want to be a singer, I want to be a legislator, I want to write poems ... everyone has several jobs, and everyone is not satisfied with doing only one thing all his life.
All this is because I don't want to miss it. I don't want to be Billy Sanchez in Marquez's novel A Stranger. Because I don't know French, I actually missed the death and funeral of my new lover. I don't want that old man who is nearly sixty years old to regret his original choice until he is old.
It is because I don't want to miss it that everything becomes interesting, urgent and impossible to choose.
Facing the missed opportunity, I heard someone choose to lament; Some people choose to ignore it; Some people choose to regret; Some people chose,,,, and different people have different answers, but I resolutely chose to thank them.
Missed the opportunity, I chose to thank, which originated from an accident.
I still remember that it was a music class. After the teacher taught us a song that almost everyone can sing, there is still a lot of time left.
So, the music teacher told everyone that whoever wants to sing for everyone on the podium can come up.
At that time, the classroom immediately became as hot as boiling water.
Everyone seems eager, but no one dares to go up.
Seeing this scene, I really want to go up and sing a song for everyone at once, but I never have the courage.
At this time, a boy walked leisurely on the platform and said that he wanted to sing a song for everyone. At this time, I thought to myself, I must go up and sing a song for everyone in the future.
After a while, when I took the boy back to my seat with everyone's applause, I was about to step onto the podium, but at that moment, I suddenly regretted that I was afraid, thinking that I would lose face if I sang wrong in front of so many people-I never took that step.
Students walked up one by one, singing cheerful songs, but I was never there.
I comforted myself again and again that I must be next.
But I never had the courage.
When I finally got up the courage to go upstairs, the bell rang.
Because of hesitation; Because of fear; Because not brave enough; I missed this opportunity, but it was because I missed it that I suddenly woke up; When the opportunity passes by, we must seize it bravely.
Don't always wander outside the door of opportunity, miss your spring, and don't go with the flow. ...
Ask for a short essay of about 500 words. Don't miss the topic. Ask for reference and change a little. If the rocket is launched 0.0 1 sec slower, it will explode. If the knife on the operating table cuts 0.0 1 cm, people will die. If you run 200 meters more than others, you will win the gold medal.
Just a little change will have an unimaginable result. Why don't we try to change it? Everyone in society plays different roles to accomplish meaningful tasks. What if we change our roles a little? In our class, I am the representative of Chinese class, and it is my duty to take reading and send and receive homework.
I check my homework carefully every time I receive it. Every time I finish grading, I will patiently calculate the average score and total score of the class. Every time I correct my homework for the teacher, I will find out the problems in our class. In the eyes of teachers, I am an excellent subject representative.
However, the Chinese scores in our class are very average. What is the reason? I remember the head teacher said in class: "The achievement of a subject is more or less related to the class representative.
Have I made every responsibility perfect? ...
The scenery that can't be missed 500-word composition The cool autumn wind picked up the dead leaves scattered all over the place, then let them go, leaving them with only broken disks, and then fell down in despair.
The withered leaves with trembling branches were finally tempted by the wind, broke free from their mother's hands and threw themselves into the embrace of the earth.
I left, and I can never go back ... I was walking quietly on an already depressed path when I suddenly heard a bunch of laughter, turned my head and looked at the frolicking figure chasing by the pond. The afterglow of the sunset painted them with a warm orange, just like a yellowed photo ... Long, long ago, we used to run and laugh like that.
You said you would take me to climb every mountain and explore caves one by one; You said you would take me to catch fish by the stream and take me boating. You said you would watch the sunrise and sunset with me. You said ... I remember everything you said, but you won't appear again, and you won't hold my hand and smile at me gently ... I still remember that day, the little light shed by the sun couldn't drive away a chill. You came to my house early, took my hand and mysteriously said, "Come on, I'll take you to a place.
"Curiosity was aroused, but I didn't find that your cold hands were no longer warm.
You dragged me to run and laugh on the field path, and the wind shuttled between your flying hair.
The gurgling sound of running water, the grotesque pebbles under the clear stream, the fish leisurely shuttling between the stones, the rattan falling from the mountainside like a green waterfall, and occasionally one or two clear birds singing in the valley.
You smiled and said to me, "What's up? Isn't it beautiful? " In the sun, with a warm smile on your face, the wind will raise your hair and your skirt, which will give me the illusion that you will go with the wind the next moment.
My heart suddenly tightened.
We stayed in that valley for a long time that day. You hold my hand tightly and shuttle through the valley. We climbed the tree to see the newborn birds, ran to the stream to catch small fish, and looked for crickets in the grass ... When the sun slowly set and only half of our faces were exposed, you suddenly said excitedly, "Look, what a beautiful sunset! Shall we come here to watch the sunset tomorrow? " I nodded happily and said yes, you didn't let me find your pale face in the afterglow.
That night, I overheard my mother say that you were ill. The matter is serious, so I must leave here at once. When I heard that, I ran out after you. On the road where you often drag me, all I can see is the shadow of the car left behind ... as agreed, I came. The sunset is really beautiful and makes me want to cry, but I can't, because you said I don't like my crying.
The silent valley echoed with our laughter, as if it were only yesterday.
Occasionally a bird or two flies in the blue sky. Are you smiling at me on the white clouds?
The wind glided through my fingertips. Do you hold my hand? How many scenic spots did we miss when we went to Qiu Lai in spring ... This article was reproduced from //5 1test.
I don't want to miss the 500-word composition, hehe ... "I don't want to grow up", hehe.
When I was a child, I was about to spend my time in music, and my ancestors passed away with this passing time, with some subtle smiles.
I don't know what time is, not how many people laugh.
Sifang refers to knowledge.
This is my definition of a teenager.
When I was a teenager, I was a little confused, a little confused, didn't laugh happily on the merry-go-round, and some understood what "delay" was.
A cheerful smile is no longer that kind of immature smile.
I guess I don't want to let go.
But I don't know the concept of death.
From the day I entered school, time once again decided that I had left my childhood, remember? Didn't I hold on to that branch? When I was a child, I was a sensible and happy child.
What about laughter? Step by step, less.
That smile has become a step.
Grow up so soon? Is it really so soon? I always spend a lot of time entertaining.
These entertainment activities are actually normal for this Xiaoxin.
This is a fairy tale-if you have to describe it, it is sitting on a merry-go-round and laughing happily.
Maybe, not bad.
If it's rock climbing, then I'm the one who grabbed the small tree at the foot of the mountain. Like a wind chime, it made me start thinking about the concept of delay for the first time.
Teenagers wandered around, watching the river flow away in the silver moonlight.
This minute seems to be floating in the wind.
When I was young.
However, the passage of time once again forced me to climb to the top and step into my childhood dream. ...
What composition did I miss that time? 500 words. On that occasion, I missed the hurried steps on the road that touched my life and went through countless spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Life is a little sweet and sour, and I have been touched countless times.
However, that time, I missed the touch.
It was a cool autumn.
The wind is cool.
Blow my cheek.
The sky is blue and the clouds are white, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
The fallen leaves covered the ground with a yellow blanket.
Birds are singing, grass and flowers, gently shaking their heads and waving to me under the touch of autumn wind.
Everything.
It's beautiful.
In such a beautiful season, I left a regret.
Because that time, I missed the touch.
Walk out of the classroom after school.
The gloomy weather indicates that it is going to rain. I turned my head in disappointment and thought, "Forget it, just stay at school and study at night. It's not a bad thing for me."
"Suddenly, a wet umbrella appeared in my sight. I am looking for the owner of this umbrella. It turned out to be my deskmate. I saw that she was in no hurry and said, "Hey, here you are. I'm full. It doesn't matter if I stay at school.
"Because I had a little conflict with her the other day, I turned my head to one side and said," No, I can stay in the classroom.
"However, she doesn't seem to want to give up, so she said," You'd better go home. It's cold. Staying at home is much warmer than staying at school.
"How can I always face down to accept?
So I said, "No, staying here can help me make better use of my time and study hard."
"Oh," he nodded disappointedly and left silently.
Watching her leave seemed to make me realize that I had made an unforgivable mistake.
That time, I was really wrong.
I miss this feeling.
Come and go in a hurry, I stepped on countless shoulders in spring, summer, autumn and winter, tasted countless ups and downs, and missed countless touches.
That time, I missed the touch.
But after that, I will work harder to shuttle between the soul and the soul, so that beauty can gather in the depths of the soul and make me more moved.
...
People always like to cross their fingers and pray to God, hoping that good things can come to them.
I even know that this is just a comfort to myself, so that they can face life with peace of mind.
This may be the dependence of the soul. In my own sky, there is also that kind of dependence. It is a ray of sunshine that gives me hope and motivation and will never disappear ... When you stand on the vast and boundless pure blue sky, do you take off your protective color and recall the past, the sweetness of childhood and the astringency of growth?
And I, always in such an artistic conception, let my thoughts be contained by the wind and fly back to the past ... I always like to enjoy my childhood quietly, and occasionally a smile appears on my mouth.
Look, when I was a child, I could study tirelessly for my beloved doll and "bargain" with my parents with the best results; When I was a child, I always wrote my homework in order to play in a hurry, and I stayed up late in the summer vacation. As a result, I "got it" in three or four days; When I was a child, I could give anything to win or lose a gambling game. And I died, competitive, stubborn, persistent ... However, unconsciously, the windmill of time also turned quietly with this gust of wind, and I grew up slowly ... But now, I am carrying a heavy schoolbag on my shoulder, going to school, leaving school, and circulating, and it seems that I have gradually lost my mind about what to pursue; Now, I am at a loss in front of a mountain of homework; Now, I learn to put the falling maple leaves in the yellowed book layer, but I can't learn to cherish time. Now I am confused, uneasy and heavy ... Everyone in my life is evolving, but what do I seem to have lost? At this time, the sun shone into the room through the gap in the window. I looked up and the bright and warm sunshine just found me, so I knew it existed.
Yes, hundreds of rays of sunlight shine on the house, but only that ray of sunlight can enter the house. Then, the journey of this beam of sunshine will be longer than other sunshine. However, no regrets.
What about me? How much have you paid in the journey of growing up? Or just enjoy it? I think maybe I pay too much attention to superficial life. I always feel that everything on the earth has disappeared, but I lost myself and forgot to pay.
Trees cannot bear fruit without wind and rain; If a flower cares about the green leaves coming into people's sight with it, it can't be more beautiful; If the star doesn't dare to face the darkness, it's just a trivial point of light ... if it can't learn, why ask for a reward? In an instant, this ray of light shone from me into the deepest part of my heart ... It is this tone that I will use my own efforts to interpret my life! When I am depressed, I will see hope. Its identity is a ray of sunshine, but it comes not from nature, but from my heart. ...
Miss the opportunity 500 words composition evaluation 50 words or so "fish, I want; Bear's paw is also what I want; You can't have your cake and eat it. You can take the bear's paw instead of fish.
"In life, we often stand at the fork in the road of choice, hovering between choice and being chosen, because we have gained something and missed something.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, many heroes rose.
Heroes come forth in large numbers and gallop on the battlefield.
Cao Cao and Liu Bei, a childhood hero, knew that Liu Bei was ambitious and all the counselors wanted to kill Liu Bei, but Cao Cao was so eager to love talent that he let him go. From then on, he missed an excellent opportunity, a close call, a thousand miles away. From then on, he missed the opportunity to unify the whole country.
However, Cao Cao's disappearance this time has made an era famous in history, a glorious era.
Without this mistake, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun would not have this fame, and Cao Wei, Shu Han and Wu Dong would have lost these three titles.
Perhaps Cao Cao missed the danger of losing Huarong Road, cutting his beard and abandoning his robe. Maybe Cao Cao became the emperor, and he was the king of the world, but he was reduced to an ordinary emperor, and he missed the name Cao Mengde, which shook the troubled times of ancient and modern times. Perhaps it was from then on that I missed the famous stories of Battle of Red Cliffs, the battle of Nagano, the burning company and the flooding of the Seventh Army. Perhaps I have missed the famous work Romance of the Three Kingdoms since then; Perhaps I missed Su Shi's "Red Cliff Fu" and "Red Cliff Fu Hou" from then on; Maybe ... too many possibilities, because Cao Mengde missed it, but didn't miss it.
A miss has rewritten a person, a period of history and changed the Chinese Millennium.
Missing again and again makes history look different, and life is more beautiful and precious because of missing.
We missed our childhood because of learning, but we also gained knowledge; We missed a relaxing holiday because of practice, but we also gained ability from it.
We once missed sleeping in, because we saw the bright morning sun; We once missed the meteor because we watched the moon.
However, "if you cry because you missed the sun, you will miss the stars", and we never regret missing it, because we learned something from it.
If you miss something, don't miss time, miss time, and don't miss life. Even if you miss your life, don't miss the wonderful glory!
The moon is as cool as water. I bypassed the noisy city, avoided the colorful street lamps and came to the quiet suburbs.
Walking in the jungle at night, the pale moonlight shines on me, pulling my lonely shadow for a long time ... I look at the dark forest and can't help but sigh in a low voice: "What should I do?" Do I still have hope? " Just like watching a movie, two years passed quickly, and then suddenly I found that I had lost so much time more precious than gold.
I opened my schoolbag and took out the stack of test papers and report cards.
By the dim moonlight, I looked at them, one by one can not be less scores lying there in frustration; The failed paper looked at me helplessly; Handfuls of red forks looked at me derisively ... my hands held them feebly, and tears hit the test paper and my heart.
Recalling the "happy" time in grade seven or eight, I couldn't help shaking my head in pain.
In order to cope with the teacher's homework, I practiced a good word "fly while flying"; In order to squeeze out money to play computer games, I also had a period of "frugality"; In order not to let my parents see the papers I failed in the exam, I try my best to imitate my parents' signatures ... When I have a holiday, I will leave my homework to play, even if it is ten minutes between classes, and I will never forget to exercise in the classroom! Thinking about these lost time, I feel sorry in my heart, and finally understand the true meaning of "an inch of time and an inch of gold, and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time".
Yes, time flies.
Suddenly, a bug sang behind me, interrupting my meditation.
(m.fwsir) I look at the sky; Oh, it is late at night.
So, I dragged my heavy footsteps and slowly returned home with deep reflection.
My parents also looked at me in disappointment, awkward and shook their heads at me.
They have said what they want to say to me for two years, and they don't want to say it again today.
Walking into my room, I suddenly saw the motto posted on the table in primary school: "Cherish tomorrow!" " "My in the mind a shock, Ming.
So, I dried my tears again and took out my book. ......
Please indicate the source? Write a 500-word composition on the topic of missing.