You are my most beautiful encounter essay 1 In the spring of March, the wind is sunny, the trees are overgrown, the grass is lush, the gentle wind blows over my cheeks, the shy spring day gently pours down, everything recovers, and birds and butterflies are also singing and dancing.
The flowers and plants on the ground attract a burst of fragrance, and the weeping willows on both sides of the road are really a scene of "Jasper dressing up as a tree", and at this time I am sitting in a corner of spring.
I am filled with joy and miss the beauty like spring water when I think of the dribs and drabs I met with you. With the enchanting spring, I write a paragraph for you with shallow pen and ink to describe the sisterhood that belongs only to us!
-Congratulations to my sister Chen Fang, who is smiling in the world of mortals on February 23rd of the lunar calendar.
Buddha said: Looking back a hundred times in previous lives, we met in this life. I have always believed in fate and fate, and it was fate that made me meet you.
From strangeness to familiarity, from familiarity to familiarity, from familiarity to companionship, from companionship to now ... It has been more than a year, and we have talked about everything here.
We cry, laugh and dream together. This is not just friendship, but a family relationship. From then on, we have more care, less loneliness, warmer hearts and a gentler past. I know what sunshine means if you live well.
More often, I still grow with your words. These are like movies, emerging in my mind, like a slow and clear song, whispering in my ear.
I like space because of words.
I am a "restless" woman who always likes to wander around other people's houses. When you see the words you like, go home and read them slowly. Introduced by a friend, I went to my sister's house and read many articles. I can't put it down. Reading your words is like reading your people, like smoke, indifferent and elegant, like dancing in the moonlight; Such as rhyme, gentle and honest; In your writing, ancient rhymes are like lotus flowers, quiet and beautiful, like a Jiangnan woman walking in the charming misty rain with an oil-paper umbrella and wearing a blue-and-white cheongsam on the ancient road of green slate in the rain lane, with a romantic and poetic gesture, exquisite and elegant.
There is also the feeling of silky water, wearing a white dress and weaving a heart-shaped element, soft as a dream; Another example is a touch of wind, which gently blows through soft hair and slides to the heart.
I often read books, indulge in them, like a dream, illusory and real ... So, every word, every sentence, every line, listening to your heart, smelling your fragrance and tasting your delicate ink not only enriched my horizons, but also infected myself. From then on, I am willing to sink into words and write a person's feelings. ......
Time flies, time is passing by bit by bit.
I have long been used to interacting with you in silence, and I feel the warmth of meeting each other.
I always like to call your sister softly, which is my heartfelt name and the most cordial one.
I always like to hear you call me baby. I feel so close.
I always liked it, too. Whenever I finish writing an article, my sister will give me guidance and encouragement. She has been tirelessly helping me. I didn't know anything from the beginning, and now I can't write a small article independently without my sister's guidance.
I have never forgotten these things, and I have never forgotten the dribs and drabs along the way with my sister.
Whenever I open the space, I always look at you unconsciously, knowing that your head is black, but I can't stop thinking about you, and I can always peep at your beauty through your gray head.
I just want to pour out my inner feelings in words. I can't tell you how much I miss and appreciate my sister. With my thin fingers, I feel one tenderness after another, as fragrant as cloves and as elegant as lilies.
Put these endless feelings into a dream butterfly, fly over Qian Shan and meet you again in Qian Shan's dream. ......
At this time, I am far away from home, dancing with the fragrance of words, sending my sister a special birthday wish to welcome your best day. The most beautiful scenery in spring is not gorgeous flowers, but because of you. In life, there is always something worthy of eternity, that is, our sisterhood is as beautiful as meeting for the first time ... There is no flowery rhetoric here, only one sincerity remains unchanged.
In the future world of mortals, I would like to give you all the beauty in the world: if you see white clouds floating by, please remember that it is my blessing to you.
If you see the Buddha in the breeze, please remember that it was my wish for you with my hands folded.
May you be young and beautiful every year!
May you be happy and safe every month!
May you be happy every day!
Bless you, happy birthday and happy every day! And wish my sister and her family good health and all the best! !
Best wishes for a happy birthday!
You are my most beautiful encounter essay II. Miss you, like the breeze after the rain in summer, comfortable and practical, miss you, like the smile of blooming flowers in spring, warm and fascinated.
Your smile, like an eternal moment when an angel falls into the world, amazes the time and warms the world.
Thinking of your sweet smile, my heart seems to have wings, jumping happily and flying to an unknown distance. That's your direction. I just want to be closer to you, a little closer.
I often think, how can there be such a woman in this world? She is kind, beautiful, selfless and warm. It turns out that there really is an angel walking in the world. I think she should come to sow the seeds of love, plant the flowers of hope and bear beautiful fruits for all the people she loves.
She is universal, she loves amiable people and lovely things in this world, and she is selfless. She just loves, loves what she loves, and tries her best to help those in trouble.
She is an angel, beautiful angels in white, my lovely sister Rong Er.
Meeting you is my luck. Your smile, your beauty and your aftertaste make me intoxicated. Your kindness, your kindness, makes me happy when I think about it.
If you come to this earthly pure goddess, you are so full of spirituality that everyone who sees and hears is fascinated by it, not to mention those who have experienced it personally, how can they love you enough? Holding it in the palm of your hand and hiding it in your heart all feel inadequate.
Jesus came to this world with the mission of love to convey the power of truth, goodness and beauty to this world. Even if he was finally crucified, he had no regrets. He just loves, and he still loves. Now all devout believers are willing to repent and return to his arms. He will still forgive all sins and love you.
And my dear sister Rong Er, who is like a goddess full of love. No matter who she knows or who she doesn't know, she will give them love and care when they need it most. Regardless of gratitude or indifference, she will lend a helping hand in their most difficult time, helping one person after another in the abyss of out of the dark and welcoming a bright and beautiful future.
Her love is selfless and warm. She is an angel with thousands of beautiful colors, the embodiment of truth, goodness and beauty, so pure that people can't help but rely on and love her.
Maybe this is the fairness of heaven. She is beautiful and intelligent, but she also suffers from illness.
Such a kind angels in white saved one patient after another who was struggling on the edge of life and death, but she ran around the operating table day and night with her sick body, and she was in pain. She threw away some odds and ends and put on a white coat to continue fighting. She fell down again, and endured it with a smile after the operation without stopping. She ran to the hospital at once and has been concerned about the patient. She loves her job, the operating table and those patients more.
No matter how painful she is, she will use her sweetest smile to convey warmth and peace of mind to all those who suffer from illness. Her optimism and strength infected everyone around her.
She is the gospel of patients, an angel on earth, and an irreplaceable favorite in everyone's heart.
I don't know. She loves the world. Does the world love her? However, I can see that people around her are deeply in love with such an amiable and lovely woman, so distressed, heartbroken and speechless. I don't know what words can be used to sing you lightly and write you deeply.
Dear sister, after meeting you, I believe that there are doctors who really save lives for the world, not only to make money, but also to deceive patients. Even patients who are poor and unable to pay medical bills will not hesitate to lend a helping hand and give material and spiritual help.
Doctors are a noble profession. As long as they hear "angels in white", their hearts will bloom, and that is the flower of hope.
But what I experienced was not what I expected. Maybe all I meet are quacks. Even some seemingly small problems can't be found out, and correct treatment can't be given, which leads to a disease that is delayed again and again. So many years ago, as long as you were sick, you wouldn't go to the hospital, so all kinds of diseases were delayed for many years. Because I don't trust doctors, the concept of "doctors are incompetent" is deeply imprinted in my mind. Even if I am sick, I don't want to be the last one.
After knowing you, I believe there really are doctors in the world who can be called doctors.
I often think that if you were by my side, I would definitely go to your hospital and get rid of all these problems. Whenever I feel sick, I will think of you. I want to know where you are running around at this time. Maybe I am nothing compared with those patients on the operating table, but forgive my fragility. When I can't cry, I still want you to look back at such a small me in the corner of the sky. She is also waiting for you with eager eyes.
I watched silently, waited, and finally arrived. On that day, you said "Moon, my sister loves you so much" and gave me a warm hug. At that moment, I shed tears. I am very touched and gratified. She still loves me, right?
Dear sister, after meeting you, I saw a love story that only exists in fairy tales.
It is said that marriage is the grave of love, so many people are afraid of it. Facts have also proved that there is a scene of marriage war in this unstable society, which once left a shadow in my inexperienced head. Is marriage so miserable? If so, who doesn't want to be in love for life and want to get married? Even my parents had quarrels or quarrels in their married life for more than 20 years, which made me reject marriage, disappointed with happiness and rewarded the person who had known each other for a long time.
However, I saw you and the brother-in-law who loved you deeply. Many years later, they still love each other like love.
I always pay attention to you silently, and when I see the plain and affectionate words between you, I can't help but sigh for them. It turns out that couples in marriage can be so sweet and happy. Finally, I couldn't help asking you why, and my brother-in-law answered me: He said that your indifferent, wise and warm personality makes your life always spring; He said that your way of doing things is simple and pure, and he doesn't want your world to be polluted; He said, I am not much older than your daughter. You treat me as your sister and daughter ... At that moment, I really wish I were your daughter, and I could snuggle up in your warm arms. I was moved to tears. At that moment, I said, you are an example for me to learn, but your character is predestined. Maybe I will never learn your character, but as long as I think that there is such a beautiful you at the end of the world, I may worry about me.
As long as you don't dislike me, I will follow you, waiting to see your beauty, release my warmth and try to be a warm and beautiful woman.
Dear sister, after knowing you, I felt the power of truth, goodness and beauty and saw the angels on earth.
And I also want to bathe in your brilliance, and always bloom a kind flower, not polluted by the cold world of this society, but always bloom a warm flower, not assimilated by the human feelings of this society.
Write my heart with my handwriting, take my heart as my affection, and do not seek fame and fortune or praise. I hope I have a clear conscience and no regrets.
You said that your bosom friends only knew each other, and it would be sunny if we were all well.
Meeting is fate, and companionship is happiness. I only hope that this life will always be so happy and drunk with a purple dream.
So, I am also your zi yan, a good sister for life.
You said that the beauty of life is not all paved with flowers, and those rainy seasons are not the wine that experienced our growth.
Cherish what we have, whether it is sunny or rainy, it is also a kind of beauty! Month, since we are destined to know each other, you are destined to be my sister's little sister, and will never change!
You say, moon, there is no fairness and unfairness in this world.
But I still firmly believe that there is love in the world.
Don't deny yourself, because yesterday's sun can't dry today's clothes.
You are you, smart and a little headstrong silly elder sister.
No one will abandon you, as long as you embrace the sunshine, happiness is at your fingertips! Ok, I love you!
I want to write down every word you say. This warmth makes me feel at ease. Every sentence is reasonable, every sentence is family, but I can't speak when I see it.
I always like looking at you like this. That's good.
Looking at your smile, my heart is warm, you are so beautiful, so as not to be desecrated.
A simple note, a heartfelt word, will write you into your heart and tell yourself: this woman, I love her.
Love, deep, miss, deep. ...
The longer time goes by, the older my heart is and the heavier my heart is. The longer I know you, the more I love you.
This feeling is beyond words. We can only pray to God: May our dear sister Rong Er be less uncomfortable, less painful, more healthy, less tearful and more comfortable. She will always be so beautiful, impeccable and irreplaceable in our hearts.
And if you are well, it is also our deepest hope, because I love you, so I miss you.
You are my most beautiful encounter essay 3. In March of spring, I yearn for such a beautiful time, sitting in the afternoon, facing the faint warm sun, counting the lost years.
Brewing a cup of faint rose tea, the aroma suddenly attacked people and fainted me all afternoon.
If you like the elegant mood at this time, you can miss you quietly, without earth-shattering feats or vigorous words. Your feelings and my intentions are closely linked, just because we are a loving family.
Green leaves and new buds are full of vitality. Looking around, your beautiful figure appears in front of you, lingering in the clouds, you are in the clouds, the clouds are in my heart, the elegant clouds, the elegant orchids, dancing with the wind, swaying, that is an angel on earth.
I am glad that I met a beautiful angel in my heart in the endless wilderness, through the fleeting time and the vast sea of people.
Women are like flowers, and goose sisters are like spring peach blossoms. She is an angel in my heart. Sister Rong Er is like a lotus in summer. She is a smiling angel in my heart. And you are like an orchid in autumn, a kind angel in my heart, my dear dream sister.
Although our family is commensurate with its real name, I prefer the name "dream" and like dreams. Speaking of them, I feel dreamy and like the feeling of being in the clouds.
They all say that "people are as they are named." It is precisely because of this seemingly untouched name that I can imagine a pure and elegant woman quietly staying in my heart. This stay is a kind of flower-like love. You are my sister, you are like an orchid, and I am like a lotus.
Calculate my words carefully, but every article about feelings will have a dream, but this dream does not mean illusory, but a beautiful expectation and an elegant pursuit.
Just like this chaotic and turbid world, fireworks and dust are everywhere, we all have a clean dream: longing for a pure land that belongs only to the soul, whether it is a dream of returning to the ancient Tang and Song Dynasties or a dream of caring for mountains and rivers, it is a pursuit, quiet and harmonious, and has nothing to do with romance; Walking in this boundless world, we also hope that this society will be more warm and less indifferent, so that we can spend less and less time in this cold and warm world, dedicate and warm with our kind flowers, and bloom in the most beautiful water cloud sword.
In this way, our hearts will inadvertently open up a peach blossom garden, stick to it, not be disturbed by the secular, not contaminated by secular dust. This is undoubtedly a beautiful enjoyment. Why not dream? Therefore, dreams are beautiful.
I often say, if I can, I would like to be an orchid growing on the boundless edge, not blooming with the crowd, but smelling the fragrance of the empty valley. Whether you come or not, I am here, blooming, not waiting for anyone, nor leaving for anyone.
Cute sister, you are the orchid in my heart, and it is beautiful when it is bright.
You like blue, with your head down like a thoughtful orchid, with a touch of blue in your bones, which is my favorite.
You see, I planted a blue orchid for you, with sincerity as the soil, love as the material, and smile as the sunshine. I planted this elegant orchid in my heart and smiled at her immersed in my full love, so sweet and beautiful.
Thinking of your sweet smile, my heart lake is full of warm ripples, and your dream has already fallen into my heart silently.
I like your cute and playful thinking. I like to bicker with you. I call you bitch, and you call me Colette. I like to see your indifferent mood. No matter where I look, my heart seems to be washed by the autumn water, and then the breath rushes into my body and infects my heart, so it is a pleasure to see you and your actions.
Seeing that you help people in trouble, helping the disadvantaged groups, and participating in charity activities, every move is guiding my belief. I will go forward without fear of storms, even if it is cloudy around me. I will plant an orchid in a quiet place in my heart. It is a kind flower, guarding this pure land, and one day she will see the light, and that is to meet you.
Needless to say, you and I don't need to say that the angel light from you will shine in my little heart, full of warmth and peace of mind.
I said I was lucky to meet you. It's not that I can't tell good from evil in this world, but that I need an unchanging belief to guide me to the power of true feelings.
You said that a person's faith is not guided by others, but that he has such a power, so believe in your own eyes, stick to it, and let's protect the purest character in the world-kindness.
Everyone says that the woman I wrote is beautiful, or that you are so beautiful.
The outline is yours, and the heart is yours. I just drew it between the lines, "Lan Zhi was born in a valley, not without people; Xiu De, a gentleman, doesn't change his teaching because he is poor, so it is you who are beautiful, not my pen.
You are an angel, there will be angels to love you, and I would like to be an angel around you. You are LAN, I am a butterfly, flying in your stamen; You are a dream, and I am a gust of wind that gently blows through your heart.
It is destiny takes a hand that we are sisters in this life, loving each other and continuing our family ties.
Sister, I like this song "I like you" because of you. I can't say how touched I am. It is warmth, love and the most beautiful call in the world.
Listen, I like you, I like you, I like you. ...