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We became deskmates the first time we met.
20 10 year. September.
Stepping into the junior high school campus, I found my new class with a little tension and anxiety. I stepped into the class gate carefully. The unfamiliar environment and strange classmates made me panic. I unconsciously stepped back two steps, but accidentally stepped on the person behind me. "psst! It really hurts! " I quickly turned around and bowed my head and said guiltily, "I'm sorry!" Sorry! " Looking up, a pair of eyes, like dazzling stars in a midsummer night, broke into my sight without warning, inadvertently calming my inner anxiety and anxiety. The girl waved her hand to show that I didn't care. Seeing that I was still bowing my head in guilt, she couldn't help but chuckle: "Otherwise, as compensation, will you be my deskmate?" "I looked up at the girl's sunny smile and nodded unconsciously.
In this way, we work together, make progress together, gossip together and have fun together. ...
First meeting. A coincidence, sitting at the same table for three years, has become my eternal memory.
Meeting is like the warm sun in winter.
Early winter. Flowers are dying, leaves are falling, and everywhere is as pale and cold as snow.
I wandered blankly on the empty street, letting the biting cold wind blow my face at will, but my eyes kept flashing with cruel scores and rankings. Entering junior high school, the heavy pressure of study is like a huge iron cage, which keeps me in a tight cage, struggling to escape, but doing nothing. Gradually, I gave up. My grades also plummeted like a slide. I don't want to fall, and it's not me, but I can only stand still and be at a loss when I fall.
"ah! Right, you are here, too? "
Just when my heart was tangled, I met her. As always, her bright smile washed away my inner sadness like a stream. I smiled and replied, "Well. Come out for a walk. "
She stared at me deeply and smiled: "I have been at the same table for three years, and you still want to hide it from me." Still struggling with your grades? In fact, setbacks are not terrible. The terrible thing is how to get up again after falling. Come on, I will always support your deskmate! "
In a flash, her words dispelled the haze in my heart, like the warm sun in winter, full of forward power. When we met, she taught me to stand up again.
Three years passed quickly, and it passed quickly. No matter how we end up, I only know that meeting you is the most beautiful ornament in youth.
Everything in this world is actually beautiful. Occasionally I meet a blooming flower and a withered leaf on the roadside, and I can also smile.
I like listening to silent stories in the early hours of the morning. The sky is hazy and full of expectation when it is not bright. Quiet and peaceful expectations condense a beautiful day.
I can laugh happily and forcefully when I meet flowers on the roadside.
Fortunately, time has given me the strength to meet. Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I hadn't met you. Is it still as wonderful as it is now? In fact, the answer will be yes, but without you, I have one less reason to smile! Time is so good to me, how dare I be bad to the people and things it brings?
What I can give may not be what you want, but it is my best. If you give me the best, I will try to smile.
I can always find beauty in things I meet. I don't need a pretty face and the latest clothes.
A yellow leaf in the rainbow after the rain can have the whole fairy tale.
You don't need to cherish the glory that everyone follows. What is really beautiful is the simplicity you find with your heart.
If you want to know, do it with your heart. There is always a reason for you to smile, even if you have been hurt by tears.
At this moment, I hope that when you meet me, your mood is the best, so how happy I should be.
The afterglow has dissipated. Maybe it's time for you to say good night to me again.
How much I look forward to waking up tomorrow, whether I will think of you first and then meet the beauty in life.
When I met the wind sitting alone at home, I opened a window, and the breeze flew in happily and crashed into me with a smile.
However, the two sides are not annoyed by this, because at this moment, in our hearts, there is only joy, only joy ... wind, they dance carefree and happily; I, on the other hand, am enjoying the "gifts" they brought me-the breeze blows on my face and body, just like the smooth silk around you, gentle, soft, slippery, cool and comfortable ... I am intoxicated with this wonderful enjoyment, and my thoughts wander around involuntarily, and I begin to recall the story between me and the breeze this year-the girl in spring is dancing.
Seeing this, the wind is naturally unwilling to lag behind, so it will join in the fun.
She stood on tiptoe, with the fragrance of flowers and grass, joined the dance with Miss Chun and slowly slid forward.
Maybe it's because I work too hard in winter The wind at this time, with a faint drowsiness, is warm, soft and lazy.
However, it is this lazy wind that blows red flowers and green willows, bringing colorful and prosperous spring; Spring breeze brings us endless hope and vitality, and fills us with confidence and strength.
How can we not respect the spring breeze? In the hot summer, the wind seems impetuous, with a hot air on the rampage, surrounding people in a big steamer-like environment. Soon, people became sweaty and could not help complaining about the wind.
But sometimes when people are busy sweating for work and study, the wind becomes considerate again, blowing slowly, bringing a little coolness and making people smile comfortably.
The wind at this time is so lovely and charming.
When the golden leaves slowly fall with the autumn wind, my heart can't help but feel a little sad, because when the leaves fall, the beautiful arc represents the end of life.
Autumn wind surges, with a little coolness, pushing the fallen leaves on the ground to roll forward.
I can't help shivering when I see this bleak scene of "autumn wind sweeping away leaves"
But-isn't this part of life? "Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers."
Deciduous leaves return to their roots, which may be its best destination.
Thought of here, I am relieved again.
Time flies.
In a blink of an eye, the cold winter wind roared again, coming at people like a furious beast.
The biting cold blows around people like a knife, forcing people to put on thick coats and down jackets.
However, we are not afraid of this cold, because the footsteps of spring are approaching, and the warm spring breeze is waving to us in the distance ... Ah, lovely wind, I am full of joy and look forward to your next meeting with me. ...
Seek composition and meet happiness. What is happiness? This question has been in my mind for four years, but everyone's answer is different. I've been looking for the answer in my heart.
When I was in the fourth grade, there was a great earthquake in Wenchuan. How many people have lost their loved ones, how many families are fragmented, and how many children have lost their bright smiles.
At that moment, their heartbreaking cries were deeply imprinted in my heart, and the eyes for help lingered in my mind.
How I want to be a volunteer, express my concern to those unfortunate people and contribute my strength. However, I didn't have the chance. I can only take out pocket money and pray for them silently like my classmates.
Later, I was attracted by the warm smile of a girl on TV. To my surprise, she turned out to be an orphan who lost her parents in the Wenchuan earthquake.
She said earnestly, word for word: "Although I lost my parents, I am very lucky because so many people still care about us, and I am really happy.
"She said, and showed a bright smile, which shone into people's hearts like a ray of sunshine. I don't know whether I was infected by her happiness or whether I was happy to live in such a loving society. In a word, I feel happy.
On a sunny afternoon after the rain, I met happiness again.
I was walking by the lake when an old man in a wheelchair stopped me. He kindly asked me, "Little friend, do you know where Jose Jiayuan is?" I nodded and said, "OK, I'll take you!" " "He said excitedly," thank you, little girl.
"I laughed." This is what I should do.
By the way, grandpa, why are you in such a hurry? "I'm dying to see my son. I didn't tell him when I came back from my hometown I want to give him a surprise. He was very filial and had to let me move in. "The old man has a happy smile on his face." Being with my family is my greatest happiness.
"I don't know why, my heart also poured out a feeling of happiness. In his smile, I finally understood that happiness is not a distant fantasy. It is hidden in every corner around me and I can laugh every bit.
Like the smile on the little girl's face after the earthquake; Just like the old man came home, his son's face was relieved.
These faces radiate a beam of sunshine, reflecting a happy look.
So, after four years of pursuit, I finally met happiness in this warm sunshine.
When I meet you, I hope to meet you. When it was warm and cold, I wandered in the ruins of demolition, immersed in desolation, and inadvertently, my fragile heart was expecting something.
At the end of winter, everything is still dormant in the dark corner, indulging in gentle dreams.
Dead branches and rotten leaves everywhere are yellow, without any green, without the vitality that life should have.
Life seems to be telling the tragic after the decline.
Under the ruins, I don't know how much laughter and green are buried.
Go ahead silently, expecting to meet something, so as to soothe the injured heart.
However, it seems that everything is disappearing except yellow.
Disappointed, I accidentally caught a glimpse of some green leaves. Under a collapsed corner, something green seems to have emerged from the soil.
Step forward quickly, hopefully, maybe that's what I expected-to meet.
Near, I finally saw its face-a few grasses under the ruins.
The delicate body is swaying in the wind, and it seems that it is still afraid of the cold, but it never fails.
Two green leaves stretch gently, as if giving the world a warm hug.
It contrasts with the surrounding yellow and sets off its green. What kind of green is it? Unlike the dark green after growing up, immature.
It is not like the green before withering, and it does not rot.
A pure light green, without any color, came to this world in the most primitive form at birth.
It is the bravest green, and it is the hope of all life.
Even if it is immature, it is the most beautiful and magical thing in the world with a little green under the yellow! The north wind roared, and even if the blade of the wind was shot down, it clung stubbornly to the ground. Even if it shook, it didn't fall. This is a fearless spiritual pillar.
At this moment, the ups and downs of bad, like dancing, in the hearts of desperate people performing their own wonderful.
This is the most beautiful moment.
"How to let you meet me? At my most beautiful moment, I begged the Buddha for 500 years to have sex with me.
"Maybe I and the grass is this kind of love. When I was most frustrated, I met the glory of grass.
In the bleak and desperate situation, there is no shortage of hope for another door at any time.
Success or failure depends only on whether we have a beautiful meeting to inspire us and get us out of the pain.
Although the encounter is small or endless, it can always change people's mood and give us a source of spirit.
Perhaps this is not the first grass in early spring, the first green eyeful, but the tenacity under the ruins, the hope of life and the infinite growth are all filled with the desire for success.
Meeting you No matter how we end up, I only know that meeting you is the most beautiful ornament in youth.
—— Inscription: We met for the first time and became deskmates in 20 10.
September.
Stepping into the junior high school campus, I found my new class with a little tension and anxiety.
I stepped into the class gate carefully. The unfamiliar environment and strange classmates made me panic. I unconsciously stepped back two steps, but accidentally stepped on the person behind me.
"psst! It really hurts! " I quickly turned around and bowed my head and said guiltily, "I'm sorry!" Sorry! " Looking up, a pair of eyes, like dazzling stars in a midsummer night, broke into my sight without warning, inadvertently calming my inner anxiety and anxiety.
The girl waved her hand to show that I didn't care.
Seeing that I was still bowing my head in guilt, she couldn't help but chuckle: "Otherwise, as compensation, will you be my deskmate?" "I looked up at the girl's sunny smile and nodded unconsciously.
In this way, we work together, make progress together, gossip together, have fun together ... first meeting.
A coincidence, sitting at the same table for three years, has become my eternal memory.
Meet, such as the warm sun in winter and early winter.
Flowers are dying, leaves are falling, and everywhere is as pale and cold as snow.
I wandered blankly on the empty street, letting the biting cold wind blow my face at will, but my eyes kept flashing with cruel scores and rankings.
Entering junior high school, the heavy pressure of study is like a huge iron cage, which keeps me in a tight cage, struggling to escape, but doing nothing. Gradually, I gave up.
My grades also plummeted like a slide.
I don't want to fall, and it's not me, but I can only stand still and be at a loss when I fall.
"ah! Right, you are here, too? " Just when my heart was tangled, I met her. As always, her bright smile washed away my inner sadness like a stream.
I smiled and replied, "Well.
Come out for a walk.
"She stared at me deeply and smiled." After three years at the same table, you still want to keep it from me.
Still struggling with your grades? In fact, setbacks are not terrible. The terrible thing is how to get up again after falling.
Come on, deskmate, I will always support you! "Suddenly, her words expelled the haze in my heart, like the warm sun in winter, full of forward power.
When we met, she taught me to stand up again.
Three years passed quickly, and it passed quickly.
No matter how we end up, I only know that meeting you is the most beautiful ornament in youth.
Luckily, I met Li Bai. I had a dream. In the twilight, a man in a red robe, with a hip flask in one hand and a Zhu Hao (wool) in the other, showed his fury and floated towards me.
Who is he? Oh, it's nearby, it's nearby. It turned out to be the most famous poet in history-Li Bai! He came up to me, raised his hip flask and said meekly that poetry is only possible with wine, but poetry without wine is impossible.
The real poem is around you, little friend. Can you find it? I winked and said, Grandpa Li Bai, you are a great poet. Your poem is profound, fresh and detached, which makes people think deeply after reading it.
Not only am I waiting for these students, but women and children of all ages like reading your poems.
However, some contents and meanings of poetry are still incomprehensible. Can it be expressed in white flowers? No, no.
Li Bai nodded again and again and said that this poem is about eroticism.
If the poem is shallow, it is like wine mixed with water, which is interesting.
That's it.
However, people in contemporary society only take over popular novels and essays, but they are deeply immersed in beautiful and elegant poetry, which leads to poetry sleeping on the shelf for many years. Every exam is not about whether it is a college entrance examination or a senior high school entrance examination, but a meeting or an ordinary exam. The requirements for composition are always old-fashioned: the subject matter is not limited, except poetry.
It's really too much for the world to be so desolate and empty.
I said angrily.
Li Bai said with a smile, really? Maybe ... after all? The result is that the period is divided.
Articles written in spoken language are easy to understand, feel smooth to read, and can freely express more content.
In this respect, oral writing and poetry can also be regarded as having their own strengths.
Li Bai paused and said: Although people can't completely take over poetry now, I believe that poetry will be starved by people's hobbies.
Don't you think, little friend? Well, I also trust 1! I nodded heavily.
Li Bai smiled happily, then waddled away and finally disappeared.
My dream woke up.
It was already 2 1 century when I woke up.
Poetry also woke up.
Yes, speaking of the future of poetry, I believe most people will take over.
You wait, grandpa Li Bai, the prosperity of poetry is just around the corner, because what is it? Achievement is a bright pearl in the literary crown! Chapter 2: I met the horizon outside Li Bai's window. It was like a pleasant oil painting.
Seeing the sun, although he is glorious, I am not happy.
These boring teaching questions make my head spin. I lay on my desk, feeling a little tired, and gradually fell asleep.
"Ah, where is this?" I looked at everything in front of me and shouted.
At this time, I am sitting on the soft lawn, with blue sky and white clouds, and a path leads to the forest not far away.
The beautiful scenery attracted me, and I couldn't help walking into the forest.
After a while, I found the exit.
Curiosity drove me to find out. When I walked out of the forest, I was shocked.
A wide waterfall plunges down from the cliff, splashing layers of water, which is very spectacular.
I looked around and suddenly found an antique pavilion.
I went to the gazebo and found a man sitting inside. He was dressed like an ancient man, wearing a long robe and long hair.
With a wave of his long sleeves, he read: "The incense burner in Rizhao produces purple smoke, and the waterfall in the distance hangs thousands of rivers ..." Before he finished, I couldn't help but pick up the following sentence: "It is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days.
The man looked at me in surprise and asked, "How do you know the poem I just thought of?" "The poem you came up with, are you Li Bai?" I asked.
He looked puzzled and said, "Do you still know my name?" After listening to his words, I suddenly realized that I had met Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty.
I tried to control my excitement and said, "Of course I know you. You are a poet.
"Li Bai smiled." That's what others say. I don't deserve it
"I talked with Li Bai for a long time, and I admire his rich knowledge and modest attitude.
He said that a threesome must have a teacher, one should be open-minded and learn from others, and the other should work hard.
Suddenly, I woke up and realized that I was dreaming.
Thinking of Li Bai's words, I began to do my homework seriously.
When I met you, I had hope. When it was warm and cold, I wandered in the ruins of demolition, immersed in desolation, and inadvertently, my fragile heart was expecting something.
At the end of winter, everything is still dormant in the dark corner, intoxicated in gentle dreams.
Dead branches and rotten leaves everywhere are yellow, without any green, without the vitality that life should have.
Life seems to be telling the tragic after the decline.
Under the ruins, I don't know how much laughter and green are buried.
Go ahead silently, expecting to meet something, so as to soothe the injured heart.
However, it seems that everything is disappearing except yellow.
Disappointed, I accidentally caught a glimpse of some green leaves. Under a collapsed corner, something green seems to have emerged from the soil.
Step forward quickly, hopefully, maybe that's what I expected-to meet.
Near, I finally saw its face-a few grasses under the ruins.
The delicate body is swaying in the wind, and it seems that it is still afraid of the cold, but it never fails.
Two green leaves stretch gently, as if giving the world a warm hug.
It contrasts with the surrounding yellow and sets off its green. What kind of green is it? Unlike the dark green after growing up, immature.
It is not like the green before withering, and it does not rot.
A pure light green, without any color, came to this world in the most primitive form at birth.
It is the bravest green, and it is the hope of all life.
Even if it is immature, it is the most beautiful and magical thing in the world with a little green under the yellow! The north wind roared, and even if the blade of the wind was shot down, it clung stubbornly to the ground. Even if it shook, it didn't fall. This is a fearless spiritual pillar.
At this moment, the ups and downs of bad, like dancing, in the hearts of desperate people performing their own wonderful.
This is the most beautiful moment.
"How to let you meet me? At my most beautiful moment, I begged the Buddha for 500 years to have sex with me.
"Maybe I and the grass is this kind of love. When I was most frustrated, I met the glory of grass.
In the bleak and desperate situation, there is no shortage of hope for another door at any time.
Success or failure depends only on whether we have a beautiful meeting to inspire us and get us out of the pain.
Although the encounter is small or endless, it can always change people's mood and give us a source of spirit.
Perhaps this is not the first grass in early spring, the first green eyeful, but the tenacity under the ruins, the hope of life and the infinite growth are all filled with the desire for success.
...
What did you meet for the first time? There is only one life in six years and six hundred years. Although life is long, it is also fragile and will disappear anytime and anywhere.
As long as we protect life, all difficulties will disappear.
I remember when I was in the fourth grade, I experienced it once. What a close call! It was a hot summer. As usual, I walked home happily singing a ditty. Suddenly someone was filming me in the car. I'll come back later.
When I saw a stranger, I thought he mistook me for someone else. He is a well-dressed gentleman, so I let my guard down. Later, he said that he was my father's colleague. At this time, I have some doubts. My father is really busy, but he never asks anyone to pick me up. Then I remembered several stories in the newspaper that cheated the children away. My heart is like a rabbit. I feel my legs shaking, but I am calm.
I asked him, "My father is a driver. Did he drive today? " He said, "Yes, yes, your father is a driver. He has something to do today. I'll pick you up. "
I thought to myself, "Look, my dad is not a driver, you are a bad person."
"I got off the bus and said to him," I'll buy a pack of cigarettes.
"He said proudly," well, hurry up.
"I quickly looked around and suddenly saw a muscular man. I made a plan, ran to the muscular man and called' Dad'. The man panicked and said, "I left early." "Then I ran to the back, and in the blink of an eye, I was gone.
This incident taught me a truth. When you meet bad people, you should be calm and deal with them with wisdom.
Every morning when we meet online, I will find some time to sit in front of the computer, open your website and browse your space, because your space reflects your life and hobbies.
Because I care about you.
My friends, I know you are unhappy, just like me or more preoccupied than me. You may think I don't care. In fact, like you, we have experienced ups and downs, experienced too much pain and confusion, experienced ups and downs in the dark, and know that plain is true, because I care about you very much.
Friends, don't cool our story. I am constantly looking for it, and I am constantly looking for it. I hope that one day we can meet and become bosom friends, and one of us may become lovers.
Your laughter accompanied my tears, and your familiar face made me unforgettable again and again, and then I burst into tears. I don't want to be lonely and don't want to end it, because I care about you very much.
I have seen my way clearly, and I need your support. I can't restrain the bitterness in my heart. Even a small wave will arouse my inner surge. I will keep your words and deeds, even simple perfunctory actions, in my heart, and I will find inner beauty because I care about you very much.
In fact, I am not strong, unlike you who can carry it alone. I can't afford it, and I can't carry it.
I will feel psychologically grateful if I can chat with you for a while every day. Time flies, and I haven't had time to say thank you.
I'm not as calm as you. The quiet and desolate valley doesn't suit me, but I'm determined to go on according to my own wishes. I was lonely for a long time. You have to give me courage and let me know, because I care about you very much. I actually have a lot of hearts, but you don't understand. I can't bear the change of time, nor can I paralyze my tears. I want to tell you when my heart is dull. A simple comfort can soothe my nearly broken heart, because I care about you very much.
Thank all the friends who have become my netizens and will soon become my netizens. Thanks to all my friends who entered my space. I want to say here. In my dream, you are outside the window, opening my dream makes me have a complete rose dream. I care about you. Don't leave or leave me. If you leave, I will chase you. If my heart is broken, what will you pay for it? I hope we can see the sun, the moon and the stars on the same roof, Wei Zi Bloom. When we are old, we can find each other's smiles by opening old photo albums.
Along the way-all my life-I have you and I don't regret it. I want to exchange my sincerity for your memory that I care about you very much. Really; Really care.
Please indicate the source? Satisfy _ _ semi-propositional composition 1000 words