The wind in April is very gentle. However, I accidentally blew away the light dream of dandelion.

My fingers suddenly touched a person's name and I felt like crying. I still care about him? I thought all my memories had been deleted, but can I delete them? Red dandelion, starry sky, light snow. Lots and lots.

Later, your QQ disappeared. I thought I could remember, but I didn't. It turns out that you have become a habit of mine, and I never thought of losing your feelings, even if I didn't. As the days go by, the painful and happy life is filled with the depressed air around you. You are the only oxygen that doesn't suffocate me.

If I hadn't met you that day, I wouldn't be so sad now Have you heard the story of fish and water? The fish finally died, and the tears turned into dew in the morning. At that moment, did the water really understand the love of the fish?

I don't know if you have found the red dandelion, or if you have forgotten our agreement, or if you and she are ready now. I want to know too much about you, but I don't know who to ask and who can give me an answer.

My world began to tilt.

I want to tell you that my hair has grown so long. I want to tell you that there are many dandelions flying on my birthday. I want to tell you that I bought a beautiful white skirt. I want to tell you that I miss you very much. How will you hear all this!

I don't know if my figure has left any trace in your life. Maybe I'm just passing by, so it's okay. The faint feeling and faint aftertaste are just a look back, so I don't know who is who. The rain in April was very cold, which wet my fragile shoulders, and the hair from the wind seemed to touch my face. Can you see rain or tears on this face?

You said that I was always like a child who didn't grow up, which always worried people. Don't worry, I will learn to take care of myself in the future, but I still have a child's wish to try your cooking, the kind that I can't help but cry after eating it. In this way, you can't see my sadness.

I just hope I'm all right, I just hope you're all right, I just hope we're all right.

2. I met () writing a composition about something. I met a stranger.

It was a summer day, and the heat was unbearable. The sun mercilessly devours everything on the ground! The annoying cicada keeps chirping. Just after attending cram school, I came to the crowded station and waited for the bus to arrive.

"Didi! ..... "Here comes the bus. I finally got on the bus and came to the coin box to take out the ic card, but I turned my bag upside down and found no trace. I was flushed and anxious. Remember it was really put here? Where have you been? It's really here ... my head is running at high speed. Suddenly a sentence broke my thinking: son, do you have money? Really, the quality of children nowadays is getting worse and worse, and they even want to evade tickets. Really, their morality is getting worse and worse.

I bowed my head in shame. I want to say no, but I have no reason. The atmosphere in the car suddenly changed and all the passengers' eyes turned to me. Accused eyes like a fire, quickly scorched my heart. How I want to have a hole to drill down at this moment! I was ashamed, the car was quiet, and tears welled up from my box at once.

3. What do you know best? If you want to write something in a 600-word composition, you'd better meet with a little literary talent and beauty. If happiness takes time to fill, then the time with you is full of happiness.

-Inscription You poured into my heart silently, but the past was scattered all over the place. I never paid attention to it, but I finally kept my distance. If the fate has been arranged long ago, even if we meet, we have to part. Then when we meet, I hope it will be eternal, even if it is only one second, I will firmly grasp it.

Because I met you, my life has changed dramatically. "hello! I'm a math teacher in your, and I'll take the your math exam in the future. I hope we can live in peace and become good friends! O(∩_∩)O Thank you! " He was humorous and caught my eye deeply. Maybe that second will stop breathing and slow down, because that moment belongs to us.

Maybe when fate has arranged countless times, you can meet someone worth meeting in this life. "We get along for almost a month, and the monthly exam is coming soon. In order to test everyone's mastery ... "My math scores are obviously poor, and I don't want to leave a shadow in his eyes.

"Try your best, no matter how many marks I get in the exam, I just want to see the real results …" Maybe one sentence can change everything "The students did well in the exam", "The teacher taught well" and "Really" (* _ *) hee hee … If you have good results, you'd better have a good teacher.

I won't forget that achievement. Because from then on, he regained his confidence.

Perhaps no one believes that teachers and classmates can become good friends, but this kind of thing happens to us, because everything has changed, and we play and joke with him, just like good friends: we are carefree and happy ... Even the closest people can't resist the temptation of time; Even in a beautiful friendship, you can't stop the pain of separation. We are points, lines and planes in different quadrants, but we meet inexplicably in the field beyond time and space. You look back at me, and I look back at you ... We will always be apart.

The starting point is also the end point. I met you, but I want to be apart. Maybe to meet someone is to meet someone worth living! Even if separation is needed, that time will not disappear.

I met you once, but I want to be apart. Once left a memory, but the figure disappeared; The happiness once shared, but it drifted away with the wind. Although we are separated, we have met before.

At noon that day, only my grandfather and I were at home. Grandma goes to the vegetable market to buy food, and mom and dad go to work. Now the house is as empty as a pumpkin without pumpkin seeds. Grandpa and I are going to clean the house together, because we feel bored. I found that there were almost no eggs in the kitchen refrigerator, so I ran downstairs to the supermarket to buy eggs.

Although there is everything in the supermarket, the price is too expensive. I took the bag and filled the eggs carefully, praying in my heart that there must be no mistakes. But it backfired. Just when I took the last egg, it was probably because I was relieved. As soon as I relaxed, my hand slipped and my egg hit another egg like a boulder. The first time, a big stone hit you on the head for no reason. Still have to be wronged to death? Eggs wronged, I also wronged, feel unlucky. I have to pay for it.

So, I ran over and asked the assistant aunt how much an egg was. She said, "An egg costs about 50 cents." I'm relieved. Fortunately, I paid the original price of the egg, and I still have fifty cents left. It's a blessing in disguise. If an egg is one yuan, then I will be twice as sad. I told my aunt who paid the bill, and she didn't blame me, just asked me to pay 50 cents. When I got home, grandpa asked me why I came back so late. I told him, and he said, "You are so honest. If you were someone else, you would even say that a thief is a thief. " I'm thinking: if I hadn't lost that fifty cents, I might still be bitter and ashamed.

Now I think: Why? It is worthwhile to spend fifty cents to get an "innocent body" and a "free body". Why are you so stingy? Wouldn't it be more comfortable to live honestly and securely? At least I think so. This incident made me understand a lot of truth, which I will never forget.

5. So: meet me, meet warmth. I like the earthen stoves in the country.

It won't have the strong gas smell of a gas stove, only the faint grass smell and the warmth that has been surrounded by it. I still remember when I was a child, every Spring Festival, I would take the earthen stove back to my hometown. I'm interested in that stove, but whenever I want to get close, my grandfather always tells me that children wet their beds when they play with fire during the day and at night.

I stood quietly, watching the scarlet flame lick the golden forage, roll them into black, but release the warm current. Looking at me who was stubborn and disobedient, my grandfather drove me away, but he took me by the hand and sat next to him, holding the ego at that time. He stroked my hair, looked at the orange flame reflected in my excited eyes, and a subtle smile appeared on his mouth. The dance steps of fire wander in the blackened furnace room, and they rotate and spread, so that even the air is warmed by them. I can feel the warm current scratching my skin and infiltrating into my rushing blood.

Grandpa, who was so warm, carefully took out the golden rice cake that I hadn't noticed before, carefully blew off the ash stuck on the side and handed it to me: "Come on, eat."

I cheep up, slightly hot rice cakes * * * on my lips, and rice cakes with smoke are particularly delicious. Watching me gobble up my meal, grandpa silently began to bake the second string.

He laughed so hard that every wrinkle was full of love, full, as if inadvertently poured out. The fire licked the bottom of the pot, and jiaozi in the cauldron floated briskly.

Grandpa stopped adding forage, and the fire gradually narrowed and became smaller and smaller. He struggled on the wood, but he couldn't escape the fate of getting smaller. They turn into red sparks, flashing among the charred wood, but the warm current floats, and the smell of warm grass remains the same. "Baby, come and eat jiaozi!" My mother called me, and I woke up from my confusion and turned to look at the bowl. The tentacles are a little hot and warm.

The fire is out, and the heat is still there! Relatives gossip, and my brother and I entertain ourselves. It's snowing outside the window, but the room is warm as spring! I met warmth by the fireside, which has become synonymous with heat. I met warmth in that winter wrapped in silver. I feel that I have become a small heater, and I can't wait to pass on the warmth. Who is the next person to meet the warmth? I met the age of 16. When I entered school again and started a new semester, I suddenly realized that I had entered a flower season, a 16-year-old who bid farewell to the past and connected with adulthood.

No time to hesitate, no time to react, no time to be sad. The signal of 16 years old pulled me into an unknown world, perhaps a page when the New Year bell rang; Maybe he opened my tired eyes again in the middle of the night, and the red eyes met me when I finished my last homework, which sounded the alarm for my life. Maybe he met me at sunrise in the morning and injected a new force into my slightly gaunt body ... Now 16 years old means struggle, hope, risk and future to me. 16 years old came into my life with a beautiful and silent future of youth. Can I bear these burdens that I have already borne and have not yet borne? Fortunately, I stood the test.

In less than half a year, I have successfully passed one peak after another and another low tide. I am like a sailor sailing on the sea. I was hit by the waves again and again and fell into the abyss. I was sent to the waves again and again, experiencing the magnificent moment of defying everything and embracing the blue sky. I cling to my string and let the waves surge and the wind change. 16 age is a battle. As long as I don't give up, I can sail to the other side of happiness. 16 years old is more like a fantasy journey, taking you into a green heart and letting you see yourself again.

For the first time, I will find my mother's drooping white hair at the dinner table. The first time I saw the teacher rubbing his temples with a pen at the office door, I would be grateful. For the first time, when I quarreled with my classmates, I wouldn't throw my fist impulsively .../The journey of Kloc-0/6 years old rounded my heart. He made me more emotional, rational and delicate, and also deeply realized the weight of the word "responsibility". Met 16 years old. He told me: "I have really entered the life circle of 16 years old, because only children who can withstand the teasing and test of fate, the pressure of responsibility and mission, and the collision of emotion and reason are qualified to meet 16 years old at the next stop of youth!" I met with sadness. Thousands of years later, Gu Quan stood on the top of the green mountain and ran endlessly. I stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up again.

The tour guide said it was hard. Because of the destruction of vegetation, the spring water is getting thinner and thinner and may be used up one day. Then our mood must be on the same channel-sadness.

I was persuaded to give up my troubles, but the cloud of failure in the exam hung over my heart. Thick.

-I heard sadness moaning in my heart. Just like this Gu Quan, it has gone through thousands of years of time and space, experienced countless joys and sorrows in the world, but it can't avoid the despair of being integrated into the sea. At this moment, the silent trickle is even its sad tears.

We both lived very tired, and the hard sweat spilled over the cultivated fields, but we announced that we would come back late in autumn. I kept busy, struggling, and only met a sad experience.

It's still flowing, and it's getting thinner, but it's getting thinner. The sad singer never stopped chasing music all his life.

I was silent. It is also a life that encounters obstacles, and it is also a sad, lonely and helpless life, but it can unite its poor strength and never give up its ideals.

Tears are no longer tears, but the soul that pursues ideals. Sadness is not so sad, but a song that cherishes life! I saw the seeds of sadness germinate and grow up in life, and blossomed into little flowers that gave birth to hope.

Yes, the cessation of life always meets sadness unexpectedly. But sadness should not be a fog that hinders our progress, but should be the driving force for us to face bravely and collide with brilliant sparks of thought! Even if the corrosive liquid of sadness is so thick and bloody, the spring of the soul should keep a clear and ethereal sky, let the little flower of the soul thrive and bravely pursue its own beauty and happiness! When sadness, sadness and loneliness strike, we should grit our teeth and hold back our tears.

There is no retreat when you turn back. If you hesitate, you must forge ahead. You can only take a brave step. .

6. One thing I met in middle school People often say that middle school is the flower season of life. Shortly after entering the flower season, many unforgettable things happened, and one thing today made me unforgettable ... the bell rang.

As usual, everyone listened to teacher Zhao's composition for a week. In the second half of the class, the students were going to listen to the teacher's guidance on the composition, but she said, let's write the names of the whole class on the test paper according to the seats and meet in ten minutes.

Everyone thinks: this is really too simple, you can be silent with your eyes closed, so you bury yourself in writing. The classroom was quiet, except for the rustling sound. We write very quickly and occasionally look up at the seating order.

Before long, everyone wrote it and handed it in. In the next time, let's correct the name given to you by others.

Write it wrong, tick it out and count it. At this time, the classroom became lively, and everyone watched others write their names wrong. Some of them leaned back in their chairs with smiles, and some of them were flushed with anger ... It's really human, and everyone in this class has it.

Liu Huan and Zheng Tong smiled in front of him. I saw that the man had written Zheng Zheng of Zhou Zheng as steamed. No wonder they are laughing! Xie Weiming at the back looked at each one and said angrily: My name is bright and clear, how can it be written as the people's people ... Jiang Xue proudly said: Haha, the whole class has written my name correctly. Look, everyone remembers me in their hearts. I'm so touched! Disgusting! Anyone who can write should write your name correctly! I don't know who supports her. Enami shook his head while changing clothes over there. It turns out that someone wrote Jiang Bo as a slag wave. He said angrily and humorously, as if hundreds of surnames had become 10 1 surnames! After class, Chen Zhonghai shouted, "Faye, I blame you for writing loyalty wrong on the seating chart last time, which caused many people to write it wrong. I am unfaithful, heavy! ..... At that time, angry voice, sorry voice intertwined, very lively.

In the second Chinese class, the teacher asked the students who wrote the wrong name to go up and write their names on the blackboard. First of all, Yan Xue and Wu Yuting wrote it correctly in turn. Then Fang Ying angrily and forcefully wrote a big English in the middle of the blackboard, because less than one third of the class could write it correctly.

Zhao Lu pointed to The monitor on duty's name in the upper left corner of the blackboard and said, My name is here. How could anyone make a mistake? We bowed our heads in shame when we met. Teacher Zhao said meaningfully: Students, in the first class of middle school, I asked you to establish the concept of Chinese and pay attention to learning Chinese everywhere, but the names of the students who have lived together for more than half a year are all wrong, not to mention the homework and composition on weekdays.

Please write down what happened just now in your composition book, without any typos. Hearing this, the students nodded convincingly and wrote carefully.

7. How to write a composition with "meeting" This winter is very cold. I don't wear a coat at this time in previous years, but I have already put it on at this time in winter. Even in such cold weather, it became warm because of this meeting, and the cold disappeared from my heart. ...

Wearing headphones, playing your favorite songs and rocking your bike on the main road may be very happy to listen. Maybe I have a scene in my heart. Maybe ... a lot of "maybe" makes me close my eyes. Oh, my God, what a dangerous step this will be. I know that disaster is coming to knock on my door. I immediately opened my eyes, and the moment I opened my eyes, the sound was familiar with the sound of "ah". who is it? Curiosity drives me to look up. "It's you!" We all agreed, and he held out his hand and said, "get up, you idiot, you are so careless in the car!" " "I was helped up by him. Although his tone is uneven, he can gently lift me up from the ground ... In fact, he is a little teacher who teaches me math problems, so the math teacher asked him to be my little teacher to help me. He is a gentle boy, because he must always teach me math. Get along with me for a long time, and he won't divide you and me. He often calls me an idiot. Although he said so, he took the trouble to teach me again and again, and I made a lot of progress because of him. " Call me an idiot, I'm much better! "I said." Just kidding, hey, how are you learning now? ""it won't be 80 anyway! " "Yes, so you are not stupid!" "Of course!" "English has also improved, are you ok? Let's go! Goodbye! "Laughed again, it seems that whenever I see him, I always laugh. Two years later, he is still like that. ...

Although my hands are still cold and the weather is still so cold, I didn't feel it at all, because I met you, because of your actions, because of all this, the accident became so beautiful.

Meeting you is the most beautiful accident. ...

8. Writing (what you encounter in your study) The feeling of learning an 800-word composition

As time goes by, time flies. In a blink of an eye, a year and a half passed in junior high school. Among them, this half year is the period that I feel most deeply in these fifteen years, because during this period, I learned the true meaning of life.

After the mid-term exam, I got 1 12 points in math, which is unprecedented! Since then, I have asked my parents to satisfy me with this and that. I don't listen carefully in class and often don't do my homework. Finally, once, I had the idea of skipping classes. First, I didn't go to study at night. At that time, I went to the class teacher for leave, saying that I had to hang the infusion bag or bottle if I caught a cold. The teacher still valued me at that time, mainly because I was a sports Commissioner. When I saw the teacher, I asked for leave. After school, I went directly to the Internet cafe. I still went home from my normal study, so my parents didn't doubt it, and I didn't doubt that I wouldn't go to the evening study. The next night, I used this as an excuse to go to the Internet cafe, but this time I was not so lucky. I didn't go home until 7 o'clock. When I got home, my mother asked me how to get home at this time. I said I didn't feel well. My mother knows me best, so she knows I'm faking it. The head teacher said that I went home yesterday, too. After that, my mother kept asking me what I did yesterday, so I said I went to the remedial class. My mother is fine, mainly because of what my father did. I didn't expect him to kick me out when he came home, but I wanted to make money myself in the future, so I wandered around the street with my schoolbag on my back. Suddenly, I thought of my classmate, so I went to his house to borrow money. I went to the Internet cafe for the night, and he said that he would find me a job the next day, but I still couldn't let go of my mother, so I sent a short message to my mother on my classmate's mobile phone, which read: Mom and Dad, I will go out to find a job tomorrow, so you don't have to worry about my son. . "After the hair, I slept in the Internet cafe. I didn't go to school the next day, but wandered in the street. . My classmates also went to school, alas. . No money. On Saturday, my parents found me after many twists and turns. I worked in a restaurant at that time. After they saw me, they said nothing. But at noon, I learned from the boss's wife that my parents were waiting for me in the room. After I went, I met an uncle in my village who came to work for me. He is also a experienced person, a teacher and a class teacher. Finally,.

I want to warn those students who don't want to study in class through this incident. Work hard! Actually, the work is not good either. We can't do this often. When we grow up, we should study hard and do what others can't! ! ! Come on! The world has changed because of our generation! ! Work hard!

9. If anything happens, write a 450-word composition in the sixth grade. The long summer vacation has passed and a beautiful autumn has ushered in. In this season of sweet-scented osmanthus and golden autumn harvest, the new semester has begun again. Facing the first ray of sunshine in the morning, we have returned to the beautiful campus and started the journey of the new semester.

In the past journey, whether you had laughter or sunshine, it has become an eternal memory. Add a lock and seal it up! Everything in front of us is new. Do you see that a new life is breaking out? Due to the cruelty of reality, we will become knights, wipe the wounds on our chests, take up weapons and prepare for the new semester. Have you determined the target?

Maybe your goal is to get into your ideal high school. Maybe your goal is to catch up with a classmate. Goals can be different, but they can't be without them. More importantly, after we have a goal, we must put it into action and go all out. There is no need to brush a piece of paper several times, but you must have a goal in your mind and a full set of plans. Without a goal, there is no end, and one can even be himself. How will you complete this journey? Of course it won't be smooth sailing. It will always make you cry, but it will always be sunny after cloudy days, because you are a knight, chivalrous and brave, and will not be knocked down by any difficulties!

Then, you need to learn step by step, and you need to learn in a down-to-earth manner. There is no limit to learning the sea. Let's explore the unknown world together and work hard for our goals!

Franklin said, "Only with extraordinary courage can you do extraordinary things." For us middle school students, writing a good composition, drawing a beautiful picture, singing a touching song and playing a beautiful ball game are all successes in our middle school journey. Success is our joy, and behind success is our efforts. No effort, no gain, no effort, no gain. Therefore, for us who are about to enter high school, we should cherish this precious time to enrich ourselves and turn our ideals into irresistible power!

Students let us raise our ideal sails. In the colorful middle school voyage, there may be ups and downs, but I firmly believe that under the command and manipulation of our beloved helmsman teacher, we will definitely overcome all difficulties, avoid all dangerous beaches and reach the other side of success! ! ! We are about to embark on a journey full of * * *. The future is ours!

10. How to write an 800-word composition about Meeting?

I can't remember which song has such a sentence: "Ah! Life is a process of meeting those people. " Listening, I suddenly felt a sense of vicissitudes, which calmed my mind a lot. I feel deeply when I think of all the smells.

There are many encounters in life, one example is just a drop in the ocean, and so on. However, in the vast encounter, how many can make people unforgettable and let the feelings at that time be washed away forever? Throughout history and reality, nothing more than the following:

Of course, the first appearance is "meeting an old friend in another country." Think of yourself alone, wandering around the rivers and lakes, under the "old vine" and by the "small bridge". Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure, and my spirit suddenly cheered up. I shouted "cats, three dogs and four" or something. Hearing this sentence, I got a fright and turned back. My eyes reflected the same surprise, and then I let out a cry and hugged deeply. The villagers still had tears in their eyes when they saw them, but now they have met an old friend, so let the tears flood like water that burst its banks. Then let go of each other and look at each other like a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law. Words can't be said, but more words are said in silence than in voice, and thousands of words are revealed from her staring eyes.

"Meet an old friend in another country" is not necessarily just a surprise. In case you meet "it's a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and meet you at the time of falling flowers." Then don't have a taste in your heart. I think, at that time, we were in the prime of life, pointing out the mountains and rivers, inspiring words, young and promising, and full of tender and beautiful yearning and longing for the future. Today, when we meet again in a foreign land, time has carved romantic marks on our faces, and our eyes are no longer clear. Full of bumps and thorns. Add a few silver threads to your head and the wrinkles on your forehead will be deepened by several layers. This scene really makes people cry. Landing and beautiful scenery complement each other, as if sprinkling salt on the wound, and the taste can be imagined.

A little sad is that "we are both unhappy-forever old, we meet." We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? "Taste can only be understood but not expressed. "It is difficult to climb mountains and mountains, and whoever loses his way is sad." "Meet by chance are all guests from other places." It's sad to meet such a person.

There is nothing more romantic than Xu Zhimo. "When we met in this dark sea, we had a certain direction and remembered it better. It's best to forget the light we released when we met. " Look, it is touching and free and easy, romantic and realistic, slightly sad, sorry, and a little disappointed and lonely. Isn't this taste enough for a lifetime?

Meeting is a poem, which contains laughter and parting; The meeting is a song, which is passionate and gloomy. It is meeting that makes life colorful.