Composition 2: "A Man Walking on the Road" is 700 words for a man walking on the road.
"I miss the past and always look simple. I don't understand, I'm not afraid, I'm tireless?
Walking alone on the road, quietly.
A cold wind blew, and my heart was shaking. Is it cold or chilling?
Looking up, I saw the yellow leaves passing through its short life, floating down from the tree one by one and landing on the wet and cold ground.
I picked up the fallen leaves and gently put them in my hands, but I felt so heavy.
Years will always pass, but the traces are hidden deep and extend far, but I will never leave a trace of indifference and fading memory. The past is my heart. So confused, so lost. The wind washes my soul. At this time, my heart is melting, which reminds me of the misty past in my memory. Remember, the ringing laughter under the weeping willows.
Remember, the gentle figure by the pond.
Remember, there are two lines of youthful footprints on the green grass.
I still remember reading under the blue sky and telling the story of the Monkey King's havoc in Heaven. Remember, play on the country road. Pick a red leaf and a wild chrysanthemum.
I still remember, under the mysterious sky, looking for their myths for the scattered stars.
Silently, wandering on the edge of the past, plucking my heartstrings.
Looking back suddenly, the past is dribs and drabs-laughter, tears, loss, ignorance? As time goes by, the carefree life of childhood is like a distant train, which is gone forever. "The sky is still blue, the grass is still green, and the wind is slightly as before." My mind went back to the past.
Memories of the past dribs and drabs floating in the sky, lingering, but left a deep trace in my heart.
A cold wind blew and the fallen leaves pulled my thoughts back.
Looking back now, when my heart strings were too tight, when my hopes failed one by one, when I was excluded and misunderstood by my classmates, I told myself that maybe life was not as colorful as in my dream, nor as warm and romantic as in my poem, but please believe that everything was just passing by.
Tomorrow's sun/brings life/hope/a brand-new me/goodbye/let's summon up courage/March forward in the sun/whether it's flowers or thorns under our feet.
Walking alone on the road, quietly, quietly?
Composition 3: 300 words of "A Man Walking on the Road" are getting more and more bleak.
I can't help looking back.
The neon of the past has long been dim.
Whose lost face is the pale sun?
Why is everything like this?
Walking alone on the road
The more you walk, the more desolate you become
Tall buildings in the past few years are falling down.
Dust flying
The green branches and leaves gradually withered.
Walking alone on the road
The more you walk, the more desolate you become
How can I not look back?
Twilight.
The world of mortals billowed behind the jungle.
How can I not look back?
What is a crash?
Dragging a long smoke to escape again.
Just like the gentle words of the past
Walking alone on the road
The more you walk, the more desolate you become
I can't help thinking of the garden in spring.
What flowers are so bright?
It burned my eyes and I couldn't close them.
Lonely heart is back.
That is the flag of the soul, calling in the wind.
Walking alone on the road
The more you walk, the more desolate you become
Can't help but slow down.
There is a faint fragrance behind him.
How can I not look back?
A beautiful image flitted across the vanishing sky.
I'm confused about what to chase.
But tied to the wings of desire
There is persistent sadness in his eyes.
Unwilling but unstoppable
I want to call out
My dumb hand grabbed my throat.
I want to hug the person I love.
around
Is a lonelier cloud than me.
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Composition 4: "A Man Walking on the Road" is 900 words for a man walking on the road.
Haixun
Walking alone on the road, I am not alone. There is the other shore of success ahead, and there are footprints behind to tell me. In this process, various beautiful scenery enriched and purified me. Road always leads me to climb silently, and gradually moves towards lofty, deep, vast and broad. ...
Enjoy life, enjoy life, enjoy loneliness, enjoy loneliness. I never know what boredom is. Facing a tree, the tree will become my best partner; Bend over a grass, which is very close to me; When I saw an ant, I observed what I didn't have in the ant. When I heard the bird singing, I realized the pain and happiness that the world gave it. ...
Don't go to crowded places. In many busy places, what I see is mostly shallow, floating, blind, crowded and echoing. High is low. I would rather be high than low, and the heights are too cold. I will not be satisfied with perfection, nor will I drag out an ignoble existence. Like a candle, I will smile and cry. ...
Walking alone on the road, looking up at the sky is my blue umbrella, looking down at the ground is not my happy and warm home. The wind comes to cheer me up, the rain comes to welcome me, the sun illuminates my darkness, and I cherish the dream at night. There is a zero distance between me and everything between heaven and earth, and there is no barrier or precaution, so they are a part of me and I am naturally a part of them …
Walking, I gave my heart to everything I faced, and there was really nothing to face. I just decided to be my own friend. I can give my heart to a grain of sand, a grass, a tear and a smile. ...
However, I never put my heart on the transaction of money and power enjoyed by everyone. I don't play dumb on opportunistic willfulness. I don't try to be brave in the secular world where you come and go. I don't float and sink in the fame and fortune you take. I don't dodge in the dark of intrigue. I don't put on a show on any occasion where the surface is photogenic and the heart is shocking. ...
I can lower my head for a weak life, my feet can stop for a frightened insect ant, my waist can be broken to pick up a little sincerity, kindness and beauty, my heart can be broken for the peace and tranquility of all mankind in the world, and my hands can bleed for the world. ...
I walk contrary to many people in reality, so I have no hands so far. Some people say: I'm crazy. Yes, indeed today, I am worthless in the eyes of many people. However, when most people wake up: my madness today is actually a rare awakening; Today, I am worthless, but actually priceless. Maybe I really became a faint light in the eternal world, emitting a faint light in a far, far place. ...
However, people's hearts will inexplicably have more faint pain and regret. Just like flowers wither, people miss spring; After the tree was cut down, people began to plant trees; People were shocked when the river stopped flowing. ...
Composition 5: "A Man Walking on the Road" is 900 words for a man walking on the road.
Label: Zhang
When I am happy, when I am sad, I like to walk on a noisy street or a lonely road quickly or slowly. ...
Walking alone and watching the scenery all the way, you can be a part of the scenery or a pure bystander. I like the feeling of being integrated into the landscape, and I also love the feeling of being truly independent. At this moment, the smallness in the universe and the greatness in the smallness seem to have come out in this intentional or unintentional March.
Walking alone seems lonely, but it is not. You can communicate with everything around you without scruple, without words, but with your heart, to experience and taste. Savor it carefully, and various flavors will follow. ...
Walking on the road, you can enjoy the charm of flowers in spring, the lush trees in summer, the bright moon in autumn and the beautiful snow in winter.
Walking on the road, you can enjoy the temperature brought by sunshine, the romance brought by breeze and the relaxation and freedom brought by drizzle.
Walking on the road, you can listen to euphemistic birdsong, breathe the fragrance of nature, feel busy during the day and enjoy the leisure at night. On the road, you can also feel the fierce soaking of wind, frost, rain and snow, the sparse vegetation and the ruthlessness of the four seasons ... On the noisy avenue, how many people come and go for their lives and dreams, and are busy ... How many feet stand in overlapping footprints, for the stalwart trees beside them, for the strength of a weak grass, and for the clarity of the blue sky overhead? Have leisure, stretch leisure and escape; There is a heavy and heavy sadness; There is a slow and lingering hesitation. ...
In fact, people's life is not on the road, from birth to disappearance, has been on the road. In this walk of life, we will also meet spring flowers, autumn moon, wind and drizzle; The steep mountain peaks are indifferent to the world. There are scattered footprints, persistent and firm sonorous footsteps ... can we resist the invasion of rain, snow, wind and frost as strong as grass and accept the moisture of sunshine and rain as calm as trees? Do you really do nothing but watch the breeze and the waning moon?
The essence of life is not materialized consumption, but the true meaning of taste on the road! The quality of life is not measured by wealth, but by understanding and practice of life. Therefore, no matter whether the surrounding environment is good or bad, we should thank them for their existence. Because of them, we can temper our iron will, enrich our life journey and cultivate our gratitude and influence. Then, let's all have a pair of observant eyes and a sentimental heart! Cherish life and take every step of life, because this is a trip with no return! !
I like walking, I like walking alone, I like the feeling of walking alone, I like the faint feeling of walking alone on the road, the little feeling ... so I want to go on, go further and go to the ends of the earth!
Composition 6: "I like to walk alone on the road" 300 words I like to walk alone, watch the sun, like a person, and fall in love with a person. Life shines in the sun, and despair shines in the sun.
Don't take the easy road, in fact, it is the most difficult.
The reason why you feel lonely is not that no one cares about you, but that the people you care about don't care about you.
Give others some time to get to know you and give yourself some time to get to know others. Love need not be too hasty.
No one can take away your pain, so don't let anyone take away your happiness.
Sometimes, only people who have experienced the same experience can comfort each other and cheer up again.
The scenery I have seen during my trip and my dreams when I was young are all things that others can't take away and I can't forget myself.
Our greatest glory lies not in never falling, but in standing up every time we fall.
Life is a new, beautiful and fantastic beginning every day.
Don't let past sadness or future worries ruin your present happiness.
Composition 7: "A Man Walking on the Chasing Road" 800 words 12 On the morning of July, with the gloomy morning light, the pursuers and his party embarked on the road of investigation the next day.
I went to the village committee of wucun, Cheng Yue alone. After more than 20 minutes' drive, I finally arrived at my destination. Compared with Cheng Yue Village Committee, the building of wucun Village Committee is a little old, with no sense of oppression and many tiles falling off, but it can give people a unique sense of intimacy.
As soon as I entered the village Committee, the old man who served as deputy secretary enthusiastically led me into the room. Many villagers in the room are discussing things with the secretary and the atmosphere is very harmonious. Seeing my arrival, Mr. Secretary immediately got up and held out his hand, walked up to me and shook my hand, introduced himself very enthusiastically and welcomed me.
After a brief introduction, Mr. Vice Minister took me to the next room. Because Mr. Secretary was busy discussing with the villagers, Mr. Deputy Secretary accepted my investigation first. Although the deputy secretary is old, he speaks fluent and standard Mandarin, which is very rare in Leizhou. Then we talked about the construction of grass-roots party organizations in five villages. Mr. Deputy Secretary said that the villages near wucun are all people surnamed Tang. Everyone's life is very harmonious. Party member, whether the older generation or the younger generation, is striving for progress, doing practical things for the villagers, often communicating with the villagers, and not forgetting to understand the needs of the villagers while chatting at home; Although the older generation of party member can't use computers, with the help of the new generation of party member, the old and new generations can also complete various tasks and studies well; The agricultural technology in the village is also improving. The Party branch provides a place for villagers to learn agricultural planting and breeding techniques. In some areas, it has even invested huge sums of money to adopt preliminary automation technology, and the agricultural development situation is very good. Mr. Deputy Secretary's words are very gratifying. There is a sense of satisfaction with the development of the village and an expectation for the future development of the village in his speech and speech.
Next, we talked about the reserve forces of the Party branch. The deputy secretary said that young people in the village also have greater willingness to join the party. The party branch is also actively developing and training young people to become party member, and the reserve force is very sufficient; Moreover, the wealthy villagers in the village returned to the village one by one to assist in the development and construction of the village, and contracted land was rationally used according to local conditions. The village was once rated as the most beautiful village. Speaking of this, Mr. Deputy Secretary was very proud and showed a very gratified smile. Indeed, the older generation will naturally be proud that there are so many active younger generations working hard for the socialist cause of the party and the country, and will also hand over the grassroots party branches in the village with confidence.
Author: Li Yunzhou
Composition 8: "I like to walk alone on the road" 500 words blazing life in the sun, but also dazzling despair in the sun. The reason why you feel lonely is not that no one cares about you, but that the people you care about don't care about you. Give others some time to get to know you and give yourself some time to get to know others. Love need not be too hasty. Life is a new, beautiful and fantastic beginning every day.
I like walking alone on the road,
Looking at the sun, like a person,
I prefer to walk alone.
Burning life in the sun,
Despair in the sun.
Don't take shortcuts,
That's actually the hardest.
The reason why you feel lonely,
Not that nobody cares about you,
Is that the people you care about don't care about you.
Give others some time to get to know you,
Give yourself some time to get to know others,
Love need not be in a hurry.
No one can take away your pain,
So don't let anyone take away your happiness.
Sometimes, only people with the same experience,
In order to comfort each other, we can cheer each other up.
The scenery I saw during my trip, my dreams when I was young,
Others can't take it away, and they can't forget it.
Our greatest glory lies not in never falling,
But to get up every time you fall.
Life is about having one every day,
A new, beautiful and dreamy beginning.
Don't let the past be sad,
Or worries about the future,
Ruin your present happiness.
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Composition 9: "A Man Walking on the Road" 400 words It's cold.
It's getting dark
The wind stirred the blackened leaves.
Go to the nearby cemetery.
Walking alone on the road
His back is a little dim.
A shabby sweater
Wrapped in a worn-out body
I caught up with him at this time.
Follow in his footsteps and move on.
Cross the bridge, the running water under the bridge
There is also a bluestone road paved with alleys.
I didn't rattle my heels.
I didn't let him know that I was walking behind him.
Later, it was completely dark.
When the road is gone, that person is gone.
Only I am still walking.
Walk slowly like this.
Look back behind you occasionally.
Those winds of unknown origin
A thermos bottle exploded.
When I went to see you,
My spring is coming to an end.
Only loose catkins.
Still dancing in the air
At noon, you took me to the west of the city.
An ordinary restaurant.
Before all the dishes are served.
A water bottle suddenly exploded.
It is two meters away from us.
It makes a loud noise.
This made me unprepared in advance.
Jump out of the chair.
Then you suddenly laughed.
Look at the debris on the ground and say
It seems that this is not an accident.
That water bottle has been waiting for many years.
Today it finally blew itself up.
It is said that it is the depression of lonely autumn.
It is said to be acacia in the far sea.
If someone asks me what I'm worried about
I dare not say your name.
I dare not say your name.
If someone asks me what I'm worried about
It is said to be acacia in the far sea.
It is said that it is the depression of lonely autumn.
-Dai Wangshu's "Trouble"
I like walking alone!
Many times, I will choose to walk quietly in the middle of the night and listen to my favorite songs on my mobile phone. On the dark road, I don't have to speed up to catch up with the world of mortals. I choose to walk aimlessly in undisturbed time, let my thoughts grow wings while walking, and let my mood fly freely with slow and melodious singing.
I like walking alone on the road, watching the journey of this day with a natural and calm mind, struggling with no answer in reflection. In fact, I understand that the answer is not far away, just ahead, just when two people walk together.
I like walking alone on the road. I like to feel detached when I walk alone. I always thought that I fell into this world by accident. A silly man in plain clothes, a city in green hills, clean and free from worldly dust, is the real me. I have been waiting for an unpredictable return with a lonely attitude. Only when a person walks on the road will I feel that I am far away from this world and that I am myself at that time. I can talk to my heart with a peaceful mind, I can think about my loneliness and my depression, and I can let every unforgettable name hit my heart. I can throw all my grievances and helplessness on the road like garbage.
I like walking alone. A person walking on the road, the road has no end, and there is no end to missing. Walking alone on the road, I will review the gains and losses of every moment. I measured the length of the road with my footsteps, and the footprints were full of lightness and heaviness. A person is walking on the road, sinking and sinking, counting how many things in life are worth grasping and how many dreams have not been realized. How much happiness and sadness are there on the road of life?
I like walking alone. Walking alone on the road, I know that it is also a different feeling to look at the scenery on the roadside alone. Sometimes, I will choose to go for a quiet walk when the sun goes down, and I will sit on the side of the road and watch the sun go down. Sunset is always beautiful and affectionate. The splendor of the red sun in the sunset is very similar to the scene when life takes a curtain call, tragic and helpless. I will slow down and silently endure the inexplicable pain in my heart.
I like walking alone, thinking of names that I dare not say, enjoying the depression in autumn, staring at the unpredictable crisscross in the dust with calm eyes when walking, and chewing the worries in the world of mortals. ...
Tired of walking, my heart is broken. ...
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