With You Behind Me, three sub-titles of 600 words
When I was a child, I liked to have beautiful dreams. It was only when I grew up that I realized that the reason why I could do so without worrying about food and clothing The sweet dream is all my father’s fault. Because dad is the big tree standing behind him. Why does the tree grow behind you instead of in front or to the left or right? My father never stood in front of me as an elder or with a burly figure, nor did he criticize or praise me too much. He never stopped me from dreaming of entering the world, or blocked the distance in my eyes. Because that would block my view, block the sunlight that should be shining over my head, and when I start to move forward, I would hit his torso head-on and injure myself. In the frivolous years of youth, the big tree in front always blocked those who were full of fighting spirit from the world, covering everything, including beauty and ugliness. However, children on the road of growth can easily lose their original enthusiasm, motivation, will and ability because of such obstacles. It is a tall but not overbearing tree like my father that allowed me as a child, and even now, to venture bravely and strive to overcome all difficulties. My left and right are reserved for friends, partners, and siblings. When frustrated and encountering difficulties, a person often needs friends, partners or relatives. But when I'm frustrated or sad, I don't turn to my dad first. In my heart, my father is like a tree. He cannot speak, but he will give me attention and silent support. When I fall, my father may not help me or help me, but I will work hard to get up because of such a big tree. This makes me understand that love is more important than life. People who are accompanied by left and right people are not alone, and it is not easy to hit the wall when listening to left and right voices. But where there are left and right people, there will be right and wrong, there will be society, and it is easy to listen to biased opinions. The left and right may change frequently, but there is only one patron saint. Everyone has a patron saint in their life. My patron saint is not God or an angel. It is a tree that cannot speak but gives people a strong sense of security. This majestic tree has always been behind me, deeply rooted in the soil, nourishing the air. The circle of life is very large. And my father is used to standing in a place where I can hardly notice, giving me the most attention and protection. A tree, in addition to casting a green shade and holding up a green umbrella, can also become a green light that illuminates the soul. Dad, this light, illuminated the road ahead when I was groping in the dark to find the direction. When my hope was like a spark, I lit up the sky with myself and comforted a young man who had lost his footing. It is a tree like my father that protects me without blocking my light or prohibiting my arrogance. This allows me to thrive, makes me feel that life is full of challenges without losing warmth, and makes my heart no longer exist. Full of impetuousness when facing the world. Thanks to my father’s big tree, I can continue to dream when I grow up. No matter what difficulties there are, I will not be afraid, because you are behind me...
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I turned on the music by chance, played that song inadvertently, and listening to the familiar melody, I felt as if you were by my side and never left. ——Inscription
I can’t remember how many springs, summers, autumns and winters we spent carefree running together in the fields; I can’t remember how many springs, summers, autumns and winters we spent together gradually racing with the wind of freedom. . I only remember the unbridled laughter and playfulness. When I was tired, I laid my head on the green grass, closed my eyes, bathed in the warm sunshine, and listened to the whisper of the breeze. Even if we fall asleep, we still feel each other's presence in our sleep. In the darkness where there is no sky, no earth, only nothingness, only you are by my side.
In the blink of an eye, time has passed, and we who were once inseparable have become far apart. I still remember that separation. There were no greetings, no blessings, only two innocent teenagers holding each other's arms and crying, and the tears completely broke down. The skirt of my clothes was wet. I remember how many times I acted coquettishly but could not save our reunion.
No matter what difficulties I encounter, I will not be afraid, because you are behind me... With you behind me, 600-word essay plus appreciation
You are like a big tree standing behind me.
You are fruitful and tall. When I am thirsty, I can turn around, pick a mouth-watering fruit and taste it slowly; when I am tired, I can stop and lean on you. By your side; when I get hot, I can hide under your dense shade and enjoy the caress of the breeze...
When I walk in a hurry on the road of learning, I will inevitably fall. Bangpeng. When I fail in the exam, I pick the fruit of diligence; when I encounter difficulties, I pick the fruit of encouragement; when I win, I pick the fruit of humility... Savor the bitterness, sweetness and sourness...
Look back, turn around, you are behind me.
When the burden of study is on me, when the steps under my feet When it is so heavy, when every step is so difficult, I feel exhausted. At this time, I stop and leave everything behind. I lean on you, look at the blue sky and quietly smell the fragrance emanating from you. The green breath made me intoxicated and I closed my eyes and enjoyed it comfortably...
When I recovered from my tired body and mind under your shade, I was once again full of strength, and with confidence and fighting spirit, I devoted myself again. In the sea of ??questions, I once again took the steps of struggle, wanting to move forward successfully...
Look back, turn around, read you, you are behind me.
In fact, there is also someone behind everyone Such a big tree is the teachings of teachers, the encouragement of friends, and the selfless care of mothers. They silently irrigate this tree as you grow, making them the habitat of our souls. When we are learning When you fail in the process, your friends' encouragement gives you the motivation to move forward; when we make mistakes, our teachers' teachings give us the opportunity to make corrections; when we write hard at night, our mother's company gives you perseverance. Determination to finish.
It was unusually quiet outside the window late at night. Except for the sound of the breeze from time to time, it was the sound of my pen brushing. I was swimming alone in the sea of ????questions, accompanied by more I was anxious and tired. Every second that passed, my determination to keep doing it weakened. At this time, my mother would quietly take a book, sit at the desk and read it silently. She would not ask about my situation, nor would she She was tired because she was afraid of affecting me, but when I took a sneak peek at her, I found that she was rubbing her eyes quietly... The silent companionship of my mother made me smell the selfless dedication of the big tree...
Look back, turn around, understand you, you are behind me.
The pace of progress has never stopped, the goal of struggle has never changed, but my understanding and touching of you have become more and more profound and clear. .Maybe your silence made me start to read you, maybe your breath made me start to understand you, maybe your care made me start to learn to love you unconsciously... No matter how hard or tired I am, you will always be there for me. After death, he gave me incomparable warmth and happiness, and made me understand family affection...
Mother? Or a big tree? I don’t know, and I don’t want to know...
Because they They are the same, but they are different...
Look back, turn around, hug you, you are behind me. Composition of 200 words on you.
You are fruitful and tall. When I'm thirsty, I can turn around, pick a mouth-watering fruit and taste it slowly; when I'm tired, I can stop and lean against you; when I'm hot, I can hide under the Under the shade of your dense trees, enjoy the caress of the breeze...
I am walking in a hurry on the road of learning, and it is inevitable that I will fall and bump. When I failed in the exam, I picked the fruit of diligence; when I encountered difficulties, I picked the fruit of encouragement; when I achieved victory, I picked the fruit of humility... savor it carefully Bitter yet sweet yet sour...
Look back, turn around, you are behind me.
When the burden of study is on me, when the steps under my feet are too heavy, and every step is so difficult, I feel exhausted.
At this time, I stopped and put everything aside. I leaned on you, looked at the blue sky and quietly smelled the green breath emanating from your body. It made me intoxicated and closed my eyes to enjoy...
When I recovered from my tired body and mind under your shade, I was once again full of strength, and with confidence and fighting spirit, I once again threw myself into the sea of ????questions, and once again took the steps of struggle, hoping to move forward successfully...
Look back, turn around, read you, you are behind me.
In fact, there is such a big tree behind everyone. It is the teachings of teachers, the encouragement of friends, and the selfless care of mothers. They silently irrigate this tree as you grow. Let them become the habitat of our souls. When we fail in the process of learning, the encouragement of friends will give us the motivation to move forward; when we make mistakes, the teacher's teachings will give us the opportunity to correct; when we When you are writing furiously late at night, your mother's company gives you the determination to finish the work.
It was unusually quiet outside the window late at night. Except for the sound of the breeze from time to time, it was the sound of my brush strokes. I was swimming alone in the sea of ??topics, accompanied by anxiety and exhaustion. Every second that passes, my determination to keep doing it weakens. At this time, my mother will quietly take a book, sit at the desk and read it silently. She does not ask about my situation, nor does she complain about being tired. She is Afraid of affecting me, but when I took a sneak peek at her, I found that she was rubbing her eyes quietly... My mother's silent company made me smell the selfless dedication of the big tree...
Turn around, turn around, I understand you, you are behind me.
The pace of progress has never stopped, the goal of struggle has never changed, but my understanding and touching of you have become more and more profound and clear. Maybe your silence made me start to read you, maybe your breath made me start to understand you, maybe your care made me start to learn to love you unconsciously... No matter how hard or tired you are, you will always be standing behind me. , gave me incomparable warmth and happiness, and made me understand family affection...
Mother? Or a big tree? I don't know, and I don't want to know...
Because they are the same, but also different...
Turn around, turn around, hug you, with you behind me. With you behind me essay (about tfboys)
Flowers bloom, leaves fall, cicadas chirp, and snow falls. Unknowingly, many years have passed. People come and go around me. The society composed of people with distinctive personalities has taught me many things. With you by my side, my life has become rich and colorful in stability. .
My teacher, you must still remember that noon in the scorching sun. You were sitting at your desk sorting out materials. You looked up and saw me, supported by a classmate, holding my stomach. At that time, my face turned blue, everything in my ears felt noisy, and the pain in my stomach made it difficult for me to even speak. At that time, I was as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost. You calmly helped me sit down, took out the hot water bottle and filled it with water for me to cover, while you searched for stomach medicine in several drawers. After searching for a long time and finding that there was none, you patted me on the shoulder and went out to buy medicine alone in the sun. When you rushed back with your face flushed, you didn't bother to drink water and started working on me taking the medicine. After watching me swallow the pills, you nodded with satisfaction and sat aside to continue sorting out the information.
"The spring silkworms will die only when their threads are gone, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up." My teacher, with you by my side, I learned to care about others in my busy life.
My friend, you must still remember that cold windy morning. At that time, I had just caught a cold, my nose was blocked, my throat was sore and itchy when I coughed, and the cold wind on the playground added to it. Waves of attacks passed by me, and I even felt like I was going to faint. At this time, you ran over with a coat in your arms, saying that you were in good health while putting the coat on for me. I listened to your reluctant excuses and felt grateful in my heart. The previous gloomy and gloomy mood was swept away.
"The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me." My friend, with you by my side, I have learned to warm others in the cold.
My dad, you must still remember that rainy evening. You held an umbrella and a raincoat at the school gate waiting for me after school. At that time, I preferred to step into the puddles because of my naughty nature. I still don’t want to hold your hand and run around, but you follow me silently, holding an umbrella for me with great care. Under the umbrella, I stride forward for a while, then suddenly stop, and You didn't say anything about these actions, and just followed me silently to prevent anything from happening. However, I was so happy that I fell into the muddy water. I lay on the ground waiting for your help as a matter of course, but when I looked up, I found that you were just holding your hand. Reaching out to me, gesturing for me to get up, I carefully pulled your slightly rough.
With you behind me, a 600-word essay (Using someone else’s umbrella to go home in the rain)
In the past few weeks, God seems to have something sad, and he keeps dropping "gold" Doudou”. As I walked home, I kept complaining to God, it was time to cross the road, the light was green! I was so lucky, I walked across the road with my head held high
. Looking back, an aunt came into my eyes. She wore sunglasses, held a cane in one hand and kept beating around, and held a beautiful flower umbrella in the other hand. The rain was getting heavier... I immediately understood.
Well, this aunt is blind. Suddenly, the green light turned into a red light and the car started moving. I thought to myself: Oh no, blind people are in danger! Sure enough, the blind man seemed to hear the sound of the car starting, with a look of panic on his face
His crutches trembled and knocked around, but all he hit were the tires. A car suddenly sped past. Come on, I was about to rush to the blind man. I closed my eyes and couldn't bear to look down. I thought, it's over, there's going to be a bloody car accident. Suddenly, a person behind me rushed out, pushed the blind man away, and took a few steps back. Phew—there was no car accident at last. I breathed a sigh of relief and took a closer look. It turned out to be a little boy. The little boy helped the blind man and said: "Auntie, let me help you cross the road!" The blind man hurriedly thanked you: "Thank you, thank you very much!" I immediately guessed the little boy Guaranteed to say: "What I should do at this time, you're welcome, Auntie, be careful when crossing the road next time." Unexpectedly, he actually said: "It's okay, my mother is also blind, she passed On the street, kind-hearted people often help her like this." I was startled and immediately concentrated on his expression. I saw that he was so natural, as if he was helping her. "With You Behind Me" is about 600 words
"How should I write about you on a piece of red paper?" Time always steals too much quietly, leaving me alone to think about it. Along the way, we passed through muddy roads and windy roads. Thank you for always being there.
I remember that the sunshine was very good that day, and the white clouds in the sky seemed to be disturbed, and we encountered the afternoon sunshine. I still remember your stupid smile and overwhelmed enthusiasm that day. It turns out that we are students in the same class. You are the best in the class, but in front of me you are like a child, innocent and cute. However, you always tell me with your silent efforts, don't worry, you will always be there. The dazzling stars cast their light, and I fell into endless memories.
The clear and graceful face reflects the bright sunlight and the monologue of the fragrance of ink. There were tears in my eyes that day, but luckily I had you. In the first exam, the math score was like a whip, hitting me hard without mercy. Unintentional smile, dim future. How could the junior high school teachers care about these defeated soldiers? I suddenly felt that mathematics was hopeless. Fortunately, I have you, you are like the warm sun in winter, shining directly into my heart. You wiped away the remaining tears and told me it was no big deal and I would do my best next time. I look at your face as if it gives me fearless courage. From then on, you always came to me with a lot of exercises to do together, explained them tirelessly, and tolerated my occasional temper. Success will not be stingy for everyone who works hard. In the next test, my results have been greatly improved. When you look at my smile, you can't help but smile.
Have you noticed? You have a little dark circles under your eyes, which are a little conspicuous under your big shining eyes; do you catch up on your homework at night after tutoring me every day? How can I not be moved by you who are helping me silently behind the scenes?
Play a piece of music that belongs to you with its gentle tone. How could this be? Your words brought me to tears. Sometimes, there are always some contradictions. When I am misunderstood, you will stand by my side, hold my trembling hand tightly, and give me invisible strength. When I need a hug, you will let me lean on your shoulder, not big enough, but very reassuring. That time in the playground, after a fierce quarrel, in the dark corner, you gently held my back and accompanied me silently, listening to my sobs. You said: "It is impossible for 100 people to disperse us." Do you know that your words made my heart unable to calm down for a long time? How can I forget? You always tell me: "You still have me." I still have you, what else do I have to fear? Thank you for always leaving the best for me and always thinking about me; always like a sister, but always thinking about my sister without asking for anything in return. With you by my side, I will never be alone.
When we are together, there are always too many stories, and the gentle sunshine shines every day. Hold hands and keep walking, we won’t look back. Thank you for always having you and having you behind me. Quan Zhilong's composition "With You Behind Me"
From the time I met you until now, I have been completely in a state of semi-dementia.
When I hear your song, no matter how much others call me a fool, I still keep a 45° smile.
When I saw your MV on the big screen, my heart ached, thinking, my dear, I finally succeeded.
Thinking of your tears, I can no longer dwell on my little things.
Even when I look at your face like this, I think so hard.
With your faith, no matter how tired, no matter how painful, no matter how much you want to cry, as long as I think of you, everything will become easier and simpler,
Because I know, your dictionary Here, there is no word of surrender. Your faith is to go on bravely.
Why are your eyes filled with tears?
The first time I saw that picture, My heart was completely shocked.
I asked myself several times, is this a dragon? Is this a dragon? Is this really a dragon?
Finally, someone told me that this is Quan Zhilong.
At that time, I felt that I should really reflect on myself.
I look at Long smiling every day,
Am I not used to him like this?
Will I feel sad if I forget him?
Have you forgotten that he will cry?
This is the time I want to say to him the most: sorry, my dear.
I always tell myself:
He is a very shining man.
He is a very individual man.
He is a very naughty man.
He is also a very heart-wrenching man.
For this man, I am willing to give everything I have.
At your concert,
I swore with you loudly,
I cried loudly watching your "Glory and Pain",
I listened to your "Heartbreaker" loudly and sang along.
Because of you, I become simple.
That pillow with your photos printed on both sides, I hug and hold it every day, as if it will make it safer.
When I took out the umbrella with BIGBAGN printed on it, I felt so proud. I wanted to tell everyone that I was a proud VIP.
There are a total of ***8 DVDs. I went to the video store again and again and finally saved up enough money to buy them back. I cherish them so much.
That photo of your smiling face is behind my desk lamp. I can see you as long as I look up, which makes me feel very at ease.
That big poster posted in the most conspicuous place in my house is the most dazzling introduction and the most indispensable existence.
Those Xingxing earphones are the same color as the ones you bought. Listening to "Young Man" is so immersive, as if you are at zero distance.
I sometimes wear that heart-warming piece of clothing like yours to bed at night. It’s very warm.
That piece of clothing with the big VIP stamped on it was bought by me. When I first saw it, I knew it belonged to me.
Everything about me is about you.
Happy times:
When BB releases new songs, I always shout loudly: Ah, G-Dragon.
And your eyes are the most special in the world. When you look at me, when you are firm, when you smile, I know that I am in your hands, Quan Zhilong.
When you have convulsions, ghosts are afraid.
The look on my face when I sang "1 Year Parking Lot" was like a nosebleed. The lyrics, "I stand on the 1 Year Parking Lot, as if the whole world is jealous of us."
And you attended the title song of Beibei's "Solar". You had that smile that completely captivated people. I feel dizzy just thinking about it. Um, give me some toilet paper to wipe away the nosebleed.
The young people in my family are completely infected by me. Their mobile phones are full of songs by you and BB. Even my aunt’s signature reads: Love BIGBANG.
My dad and mom always say that I am crazy. I think being crazy for you is the coolest way to be crazy in the world, ha.
I was really excited when I saw your G-Dragon name on the M and rankings after August 18, 20XX.
This is what is written on the tablecloth: Quan Xiaolong, Heartbreaker.
Quan Zhilong, I want to protect you with all my heart.
If one person cannot shine, we will be your light.
Quan Longlong, let us know that the word expectation is not enough
I'm so sorry but I love you my heart GD.
I remember because I was scolded by the teacher for writing this, but I can see it every day. It’s worth everything for you.
When I’m a nymphomaniac, why do I still kiss twice? My deskmate kept saying, “Why haven’t you kissed me enough yet?” I ignored him and said, “What? You can never kiss me enough,” and then we laughed together. ,
Your smile is my greatest encouragement. Thinking of you, I also feel that I should study very hard.
For example, if I become successful in the future, I will be your manager and watch you all day long, haha.
For example, negotiate with Lao Yang to add a room to your dormitory.
Also, when I have money in the future, I will praise you vigorously and make you more popular than Michael Jackson.
...... The above is just a concept, it is best to realize it and try to realize it as much as possible. However, I am just a commoner.
You also like white, I know that.
When I am sad,
You are the source of my sadness,
I am really afraid that you will be hurt little by little.
But I can't do anything, I can't stop it. I feel that this is the most tragic part of me.
I want to tell everyone in the world, G-Dragon, I love you.
All VIPs tell you loudly: Dear, we love you forever.
Only in this way can we give you strength.
No matter what happens, VIP will be the person closest to you, the person who loves you the most and supports you the most.
We are behind you and will never retreat.
You have been a heart-warming child since you were a child.
If you were not so strong, you might not be so heart-warming.
It’s because you are so strong that people think you are too powerful,
I want to protect you with all my strength. I don't want you to bear so much.
I don’t want you to be hurt so much.
For example, "Heartbreaker". "Shine A Light".
You are so pursuit of perfection and do your best in everything.
What is there that we don’t like about G-Dragon?
But my dragon,
There are such boring people who are jealous of you and envious of you. But they don't know that you are so strong, and I can't stop those boring people, and we can't stop them.
There are such boring people in the world, so shameless. , if you really want me to see it, I will scold each one when I see it.
It will hurt. It must hurt very much. We want to replace your pain. Do you understand?
shine a light. Tomorrow will definitely be fine. My you, our you, will be extremely popular in the future.
That feeling is so strong.
No matter how hard we try, we still cannot reduce the harm to you.
Just like your concert in 20XX. The panda was sent to the hospital because he was splashed by fireworks when he turned around, with a face that kept crying.
Just like when you participated in Seven's concert in 20XX and were the backup dancers for "OH NO". During the rehearsal, Beibei made a somersault mistake and the blood on his finger made me cry.
Also during your concert, you said: You hate crying in front of VIPs and making us sad, so you always feel sad to yourself. Then after you said the oath, your happy face, you know, I feel so sorry for you. After you finished speaking, you exhaled, you must be holding back the tears, as if I was sharing the burden for you.
And your concert: I watched "Glory and Pain" a total of *** three times. I really don't want to watch it anymore, I don't dare to watch it anymore, it feels more painful than you,
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Maybe I should have understood earlier that the more we look forward to you, the greater the pressure will be on you, sorry.
Quan Zhilong, I love you.
I want to protect you with all my heart. With you behind me, how to highlight the behind in the composition
1 Qingming Tomb Sweeping The annual Qingming Festival is here again, and I went to visit my grandpa’s grave with my mother like last year. On the way, I kept asking my mother: "Mom, mom, what does grandpa look like?" Mom always said kindly: "Just like mom!" My grandpa was born when my mother was in fourth grade. He passed away without leaving a single photo...