1. Write an essay with the title "How much I think about ()"
When spring comes——
I think about it more and do something The buds burst out, lighting up your skinny life; being a bud, blooming on your winter branches; being a drop of nectar, nourishing your skinny yellow fields; being a new leaf, embellishment of your confused thoughts; being a wisp of nectar. The warm wind can heal the wounds of your cold; be a touch of spring sun to soothe your frozen heart; be a drop of rain to infiltrate your depleted veins; be a messenger of love and open your closed heart.
When summer comes -
I want to be a new lotus to ignite your withered youth; to be a lake in your heart to raise the sails of your confinement; to be A firefly lights up your confused path; a Beidou leads you in the direction; a shade tree dissipates the heat in your heart; a bright moon brings back your lost love; Grain of new grains, give you the strength to trek
When autumn comes -
I want to be a chrysanthemum, and you will be in full bloom. brow; be an autumn cicada to release the depression in your heart; be a bouquet of autumn light to caress away the haze in your chest; be a window flower to ignite your confused hope; be a withered yellow leaf to penetrate into your vigorous foundation; Be a fruit to soothe your spring labor pains; be golden to warm your cold starry sky; be a flying goose to carry away the message of your harvest.
When winter comes—— < /p>
I want to be a snowflake to accompany your cold smile; to be a piece of ice to filter the impurities in your heart; to be a bright moon to brighten your dark world; to be a season of rest and nurturing The *** of your imagination; make a bonfire to reorganize your solidified genes; make a gaze to watch your budding longing; make a passionate prayer to catalyze your expectations; make a third eye to have a bird's eye view of your vitality.
How much I want to accompany you in dreams, accompany you in pregnancy, and accompany you through every spring, summer, autumn and winter! 2. Please write a 600-word essay on the topic of "Missing You"
The autumn wind is very cold, but it cannot dampen the light of the morning sun. The dawn after the night has become a swan song in the violin song "Butterfly Lovers"
- Inscription
The wind chimes are in the wind. Singing in the middle is like our laughter in the past; sunflowers grow in the sun, just like us in the past, stubbornly holding our heads high and chasing the rising sun.
In that strange but familiar classroom. , left so many memories. When I open my blocked heart, the past is like a jumping note, and I fall asleep.
On the sports field, sweat is shed; in the examination room, tears are falling drop by drop. From the bottom of my heart, I saw the past: the quarrels and laughter with my friends... suddenly appeared in front of me. Did the blackboard in the classroom leave our curious eyes; did the school corridors leave our hurried thoughts? Back view. The once noisy classroom is now quieter than ever. Because now, the buildings are empty.
Do you blame time for missing me, or do you blame me for missing time.
I huddled in a corner, sobbing, looking at the familiar faces in my graduation album. Deep in my heart, it felt like a small hammer was beating the last line of defense in my heart. Under the green shade, the young man who once walked by can now only walk alone in the sunset. At that moment, my heart hurt to the extreme.
"After the cherry blossoms bloom, we must remember to wipe our tears and say goodbye, and fill the sky with blessings. We have to walk our own way in the future." Inadvertently, I looked up and heard a familiar song in my ears.
The world of mortals is rolling, and we are no longer the children living in the past; time flies, and we should cherish the present.
Yes, everything has become a memory, why cling to the past?
The song "Butterfly Lovers" makes people yearn for that beautiful romantic love, that poignant but eternally memorable story, and the lingering sound lingers in the air.
Oh, we can't go back, we can't go back. 3. I miss ( ) semi-propositional composition
Find one for you.
I think too much.
When I was a child, the little girl holding the colorful flower in the fairy tale left a deep impression on me.
Her flower can do anything, which makes me envious.
Every day, I am looking forward to it. How much I want to have a seven-color flower, I will... How I want to have a seven-color flower, I will gently tear off a big red petal and let it ride on the hearts of people everywhere. Hearts of love are flying to the disaster-stricken areas in Sichuan.
They lost their loved ones and their homes in this earthquake. This is already very sad. I can't let them lose their love again. I will use these red petals to rebuild buildings one after another, so that people in the disaster areas can once again have a shelter from wind and rain, and those children can once again sit in spacious and bright classrooms to study.
I will use this love to warm their hearts, drive away the continuous rain in their hearts, put a smile on everyone's face, and enable everyone to face life optimistically. Get back on your feet and create a better home together. I wish I had a seven-color flower. I would carefully blow the blue petals into the sky and use them to fill the big hole in the ozone layer.
Use it to make the sky bluer and brighter. Make the air fresher and the environment better.
I wish I had a seven-color flower. I would bury the green petals into the soil and let it grow into patches of green grass and lush trees. Tree. The little bird has a new home, can stand on the branch and sing happily as before, showing the sweetest voice to people.
This allows other small animals to find a warm harbor, play happily in the forest, and live freely. How I wish to have a seven-color flower, I will blow the transparent petals seriously into everyone's heart.
Make everyone’s heart pure and beautiful, and make the invisible wall between people disappear without a trace. Everyone can make true friends, and there is love between people.
How much I want to be a doctor. I want to be a doctor. I want to have the same superb medical skills as the ancient miracle doctor Hua Tuo and relieve people from their suffering. My father is an asthma patient. He has to go to the hospital several times a year, and each time he spends hundreds or thousands of dollars.
Ever since I became sensible, I have known that my father has always had this disease. Although it is not fatal, every time it attacks, I guess it must be very uncomfortable to see my father. Dad's disease can be treated with current medical standards, but for minor attacks, he does not go to the hospital for treatment. He takes the medicine he brings with him. Even if he is hospitalized, he only receives some conventional treatment, which can be delayed as long as possible.
Dad is a thrifty man who is reluctant to spend more money. One day, my father's illness became severe, and just taking some spare medicines around him didn't work.
So his colleagues sent him to the hospital. The doctor carefully checked his physical condition and said, "Your condition cannot be delayed any longer. Surgery is necessary. If it is delayed any longer, your condition will become worse." If it is serious, he may even live for only a month. ”
Dad is fully aware of his responsibilities in the family. He is my grandmother’s son, my mother’s husband, and my daughter’s father. Life is precious, and only one can survive. once. Therefore, surgery is necessary.
That day, I was playing upstairs in Cao Jie's house without knowing it. Suddenly, there was a burst of urgent shouting from my grandma downstairs: "Song Ying, Song Ying..." I walked down the stairs, and my grandma gasped. He said loudly: "Your father is in the hospital and needs surgery..." When I heard this, I almost fainted. I quickly ran to the hospital, where my dad was undergoing surgery. I was waiting anxiously, hoping that the surgery would end soon so that I could see my dad soon. I was eagerly hoping that my dad would get better soon.
I am a girl who is not good at expressing my emotions, but at that moment, I felt that my father was the most important person in my life! After the operation, my father was still awake while taking a nap. Looking at his pale face, I secretly made up my mind: I must study hard, become a doctor, and take good care of everyone around me. , let them live healthily! I think so much.
When I was young, I always wanted to grow up, but when I grew up, I realized that many things were not what I thought! The pressure of studying has become faster since I entered the third grade of junior high school. The school values ??grades, and teachers and parents are no exception. In addition, my foundation is not very good, and the repeated exams make me unable to breathe. Angry, every night, when I sit under the desk lamp and can't figure out a question, I think back to the original situation.
How I want to cry! The departure of a friend When I was in the first and second grade of junior high school, I had a best friend, but now, she has left. Her departure seems to have taken away my laughter and my desire. We once could do something interesting. Something that made me laugh for a long time! You can also wipe each other's tears over a touching incident. However, now that she is gone, I can only see my lonely back in the school. Instead, I am accompanied by endless longing and loneliness! Parents’ expectations: Every day at noon, when I come home from school in a dusty way, my father will always prepare a table of my favorite meals and wait for me to come home with my mother. Putting vegetables in the bag, he said with a "hehe" smile: "Eat more, and when you are full, study hard!" My mother always puts thick clothes quietly on my bedside when it's cold. When my grades are not good, cheer me up! But think about it, what did I give them? It’s just that I was disappointed again and again.
How I want to cry! Although, sometimes I think crying is a sign of weakness, but now I want to cry and release all my pressure. Then I picked up my bags and fought for my dreams! How I want to play on the computer. Today is the first day of my summer vacation. How I want to sit in front of the computer and have fun! That kind of thinking is like a person walking in the desert longing for a glass of delicious water, like a cool ice cream in the hot summer, or like a warm fire in the winter. But. My father and mother had given orders not to play with the computer without their permission. I was so anxious that I had no choice but to endure it. That kind of tolerance was like having to go to the toilet in class but not daring to talk to the teacher. It was like asking for leave. In desperation, I had no choice but to kill time by painting. Suddenly, I heard someone walking upstairs. I immediately pricked up my ears and listened carefully. I thought it was my father's footsteps, so... It is very likely that he went to the third floor to play on the computer, because my father’s bedroom was. 4. Write an essay with the title "I have grown up", about 500 words
I have grown up (1) When I was young, I wanted to grow up, so I looked forward to entering middle school early and becoming a student early. grown ups.
(2) Finally admitted to the ideal middle school in my mind. With a sense of joy, he said to his parents: "Dad, Mom, I have grown up and I have entered middle school."
The parents smiled: "No, my child, becoming a middle school student does not mean that you will become a middle school student." "My lord." (3) So, I continued to wait for "grow up" to come.
(4) I found the first acne on my face, and said to my parents with hope: "Dad, Mom, I have grown up, and I have acne." The parents said With a smile on her face: "No, kid, acne does not prove that you have grown up."
(5) Gradually, "growing up" has been forgotten in the busy school life. (6) Later, I moved.
There is a long way between my home and the station, so the kids next door always give me a ride on their bicycles. (7) It was a rainy morning, the fog was heavy and the road was slippery.
Accidentally, the neighbor’s kid’s bicycle knocked someone down, and I was thrown to the ground heavily. Before I could react, the neighbor’s kid picked up his bike and ran away.
I finally realized what had happened, and it was better to leave after such a thing. However, when I was about to start, I found that the person who was hit was a thin old lady. (8) Many people gathered around.
I was a little ashamed, so I lowered my head and helped the old lady pick up the vegetables scattered on the ground. Suddenly, I spotted my father's penetrating gaze in the crowd.
I began to be afraid. What would happen if I got into such a trouble today? (9) I sent the old lady home, only to find that her children were not filial. The old lady didn't mean to blame me at all, she just said she was lonely.
So, I said, I will visit her often. (10) I didn’t want to deal with her, I decided to do this.
(11) However, I don’t know how to face my parents. (12) Return home cautiously, preparing to be a "good baby" first, and then confessing frankly, which will hopefully lead to less scolding.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was not as bad as expected, and there were a few more of my favorite side dishes on the table. While eating, I carefully looked at my father while eating.
My father was very kind and would bring me vegetables from time to time.
I waited for my father's reprimand, but my father just asked about the old woman's condition and told me to spend more time with her.
(13) I still remember what my parents said to me earnestly before going to bed that day: "My child, you know what responsibility is." I finally felt that my parents recognized my growth; Understand that growing up is not as easy as getting into middle school or getting acne.
Growing up means taking responsibility. (14) Indeed, not all people who grow up can take responsibility; however, those who can take responsibility must have grown up.
When I grow up, growth is like a cup of tea. We need to taste it slowly and drink it carefully in order to taste its sweetness and drink out its bitterness... - Inscription In the afternoon, holding a cup of green tea, elegant The aroma of tea reminds me of recent scenes. She is the subject of frequent quarrels with me.
Unfortunately, this semester's seat is exactly arranged to sit with her. It's really not like we don't meet each other. This morning for morning reading, she forgot to bring her English book.
She looked at me who was reading with pitiful eyes. I looked at her, she didn't speak, but I had already noticed it in my heart.
"Should I lend it to her to watch together?" I thought silently, "She didn't ask me to borrow it, so why should I let her watch it together." My daily conflicts prompted me to oppose this approach.
However, I thought again, where are the principles in the book and the teacher’s teachings? Is "helping each other" just a casual slogan? Conflicts exist, but mutual help is true, and friendship still exists. After some mental struggle, I finally moved the book over and motioned to read it with her.
She stroked the book and looked up at me, and we exchanged a warm smile. Yes, I have grown up and learned to smile.
At night, there is a cup of black tea on the table. The rich taste is refreshing in the heart and spleen. Taking a sip, it is astringent and makes people endlessly sentimental. During the holidays, I admired a netizen, and from his words, I fell in love with this feeling.
However, the homework is heavy and I cannot indulge in this feeling. So I restrained myself from surfing the Internet. Although sometimes I couldn't help it and would often turn on the computer secretly, but whenever I thought of what he said to me: "Have a good time in class and take the exam well!" I would always come back to reality and praise him. Get up and read carefully.
Every time I close the door and go to bed, I can't control my feelings and often burst into tears... Yes, when I grow up, I also learn to miss and cry. If childhood is a flawless beauty, then growing up is an even brighter beauty.
I learned to enjoy it. The sour, sweet, bitter and spicy tastes also haunted me when I grew up. ------------------------------------------------ I bid farewell to the elementary school full of childishness , stepped into a middle school full of hope.
Although the courses have been added a lot and the burden of homework is a bit heavier, I often reflect: "Have I really grown up?" When I grow up, I say goodbye to childishness and move toward maturity. . My perspective on problems has changed, becoming more objective and comprehensive; I often reflect, often try, and try to figure out the principles of something by relying on my own strength.
When I grow up, I say goodbye to dependence and move toward independence. I will no longer ask my parents to fold my quilt, clean my house, and pack my schoolbag for me.
When others want to help me, I often say confidently: "I can do it!" I will take care of my life alone when my parents are not around, and I will help with housework and accompany my parents when they are busy. Parents chat to relieve boredom. I will use my abilities to create a beautiful day every day! When I grow up, I say goodbye to pride and learn to be humble.
I remember when I was in primary school, I unexpectedly did very well in an exam. I was very complacent and proud. However, in another unit exam, I made a mistake and "lost Jingzhou carelessly." My mother often says that I am proud, but I can never change it.
However, in the mid-term exam this semester, I passed the 11th grade. I am no longer proud. Instead, I humbly accept the opinions of others and study harder. Finally, I got the first grade in the final exam. Good results. I tasted the "sweetness" of humility.
When I grow up, I say goodbye to laziness and move toward diligence. I often slept in in elementary school, but it was very difficult to enter junior high school. I had to go to school at 7:25 in the morning.
In the beginning, I complained every day: I did my homework so late at night and had to get up early in the morning. What was even more painful was that I had to go to class on Saturday and take the Mathematical Olympiad on Sunday. But later I discovered that getting up early every day is not a bad thing. It exercises our will.
I started to stop complaining. 5. Write an essay on the topic of good wishes
I really want to have a pair of wings and can fly freely like a bird.
I kept flapping my wings and flew to various parts of the motherland to see the great rivers and mountains of our great motherland and to see our great capital, Beijing. I want to climb the Great Wall and Mount Everest; I want to fly over the Yangtze River and the Yellow River; I also want to explore the desert and experience the plateau scenery at the "Roof of the World"; I also want to attend the flag-raising ceremony, accompanied by the flying melody, I silently made a vow in my heart to study hard, strive for self-improvement, and grow up to serve our great motherland. I will also go to foreign countries to experience the exotic customs.
I really want to have a pair of wings and can fly freely like a bird.
I want to fly to the city and to the countryside to see the great changes in the motherland since the reform and opening up. In the city, there are many high-rise buildings and small cars running fast on the road. The road has become wider and smoother, and there is an endless stream of people returning from shopping with large and small bags. In the countryside, the farmers and uncles are having fun all day long. The shacks in the past have now been turned into small western-style buildings with red bricks and green tiles. The Three Gorges Hydropower Station is about to be completed. The machines on the construction site of the main Olympic venue are buzzing. The roar of the Shenzhou 5 launch has shocked the world. Ah, look, there is a large group of people surrounding Uncle Yang Liwei for an interview!
I really want to have a pair of wings and can fly freely like a bird.
I also want to fly to the universe, explore with Uncle Yang Liwei, see how big the stars are, how round the sun is, and see if there really is a Jade Emperor as my grandpa and grandma said. , the Queen Mother, the Tathagata Buddha...invite them all to the earth as guests.
I really want to have a pair of wings and can fly freely like a bird. 6. Write an essay based on "I Want to Say to You", 800 words, true and original
My friend, I have too many things to say to you, do you know?
Friends, you may think that the more valuable the gift you get from a good friend, the more it shows the everlasting nature of our friendship. No! Gifts are light but affection is heavy. I don’t need you to spend so much money to buy gifts. We just need to send each other some handmade greeting cards on holidays or birthdays. Although the greeting cards are not worth much, they send the good things to our friends. bless!
Friends, do you remember? When I was about to graduate, you called me outside the classroom, put a dolphin necklace into my hand, and said to me, give this to me as a graduation gift. I was stunned, but I quickly responded with a smile. Got you. A few days later, I gave you a greeting card made by myself. By chance, I found a smile on your face. That smile was so unforgettable.
My friend, after graduation, although you and I are in the same school, we are no longer in the same class. However, you are welcome to come to me at any time, and we can discuss problems and laugh together as before. .
My friend, you are a guitar in happy days, playing the joy of life for you; you are a spring breeze in sad days, gently blowing away the clouds in your heart; A mentor on the road to success passionately leads you to the sunshine; a beacon of light in the depression of failure, silently driving away the haze of your soul.
My friend, I think you must have made many good friends in a new environment and new class, right? But please don’t forget this old friend of mine! Haha, I hope you won't forget that we still have graduation photos, right?
Friends, do you still remember how we met and developed into good friends? When I was in fourth grade, I transferred to the Experimental Primary School, but I only knew Yang Zheng. Later, I discovered that you are very good! So, whenever I have a question I don't know, I will ask you for advice. Over time, we have become a pair of inseparable good friends. I still ask you for questions I don't know, and you will ask me for questions you don't know.
I miss those days so much!
My friend, I will keep all the things you gave me. When we grow up, and we are destined to meet again, I will show them to you. Would you mind? 7. Write an essay of no less than 600 words on the topic "I Grow Up"
Welcome to read "Essay: How I Grow Up", "Essay Network" will update it for you every day For more excellent "Third Grade Compositions", please stay tuned! How did I grow up? You grow up eating! Hehe, just kidding, how did I grow up? We have to start from the beginning.
According to my mother, I was a "champion" as soon as I was born. How can I say this? Heavy! More than eight pounds. In addition, I still have a "high", so what can I say about this? It turns out that as soon as I open my mouth, there is only "high pitch" and no "low pitch". If I am unhappy, my neighbors will also be unhappy. For this reason, my mother always makes people smile. When I was one or two months old, I "got worse". I slept during the day and cried at night. It was already past twelve o'clock and I "started working" on time. My parents were so frightened that they closed all the doors and windows, and carried me around the house while holding my plump figure. That's so annoying... Well, I'm growing up day by day, and my mother is getting upgraded day by day - becoming a national treasure panda.
Finally, I am three years old, and I don’t cry or make trouble anymore, but the situation keeps happening. I remember one time, I saw my father shaving with bubbles all over his mouth. It was so funny. I also wanted to try it, but the consequences could be imagined. My face was covered in blood, and my parents’ voices were so frightened that their voices changed. From then on, a nagging mother was born: Don't touch this, don't touch that... It can be said that she is very guarded. Source: Composition Network
Now that I have gone to school, I feel that I have grown up, but my mother still screams "baby, baby" all day long, which is really embarrassing.
Haha, thanks to such a mother, I can grow up healthily. "How I grew up" is an excellent "third-grade composition" collected by Composition Network. It comes from the Internet and members' submissions. It is for reference and learning only. Please indicate the source when reprinting. 8. Urgently looking for a composition with the topic of "missing you"
It's been a long time since I wrote a composition for primary school students. I really miss you! When I first entered junior high school, I couldn't adapt to the heavy study days, and the classmates around me were all strangers. Gradually, I found that I was so lonely!
I think of you, the composition is still the same website, the same content, the same richness. It brings me the same kindness and the same warmth. It's just that I no longer have much time to write the compositions I love. I gave up many opportunities and I couldn't hold on. I really miss discussing writing techniques with a few friends, and I miss the carefree time before!
I still remember the first time I broke into this place as a stranger. I timidly wrote my composition, submitted it in a bumpy way, and waited impatiently for the results! When I saw that my article was recognized for the first time, I actually cried with excitement. When I saw the comments from Dutch friends, I felt so happy!
I still remember that I met Xiaozhu Lulu, a young friend with extraordinary writing skills, during the composition. She took me around the entire composition like a little tour guide, which made me change from a strange mentality to a new one. For the warmth of home! She is also the one who taught me to know everyone! Lulu, thank you!
I still remember the first time my article was deleted. At that time, I had a lot of dissatisfaction in my heart. I thought the teacher had no vision and I felt wronged. So I was too angry to write the essay for a month. I abandoned it in the deepest part of my heart and almost forgot about it. Occasionally one day, a message like this appeared on my QQ - Why have you been writing essays lately? I was immediately stunned. The composition was such a familiar name. With curiosity, I clicked on this website. The past compositions were displayed in front of me one by one. I logged in with my ID and many messages of condolences from friends appeared. My My heart felt like it was hit by something, it hurt so much!
I really miss you and them! Maybe the current study is too heavy, but I will not forget you, I will come often, and I will go home often to visit!
Friends, let us fight together! 9. Write an essay based on "Thinking Makes You Happy", 600 words
Facing the fragrant morning breeze, I walked on the way to school.
As I walked, I found something in the middle of the road. I thought it was garbage, so I didn’t pay much attention to it. But the further I walked, the more I wanted to see what it was, so I got curious. My heart drove me to the middle of the road. I bent down and picked up the thing, ah! It's a wallet! I quickly opened my wallet, and there were more than a dozen hundred-dollar bills in it. At this time, a strange idea suddenly came to my mind: use this money to buy a set of Barbie dolls! This money is enough to buy several sets of Barbie dolls! Then I had another thought: If this was life-saving money, and I used it to buy a Barbie doll, wouldn’t I become a veritable pest? But how can we contact the owner? When I was at a loss, I accidentally saw a business card in my wallet. Haha, God helped me. It took no effort at all!
I quickly came to the public phone booth and pressed a series of numbers according to the phone number on the business card. "Hi, hello! If there's nothing urgent, can you please call back later? I have some urgent matters to deal with now, thank you!" An aunt's gentle and anxious voice came from the other end of the phone. "I want to ask if you have lost your wallet? There are more than a dozen hundred-dollar bills in it?" "Yes! Yes... I'm looking for it now." "Oh, then come to the No. 323 station quickly. I'll wait here. Looking after you! ”
After making the call, the stone hanging in my heart was finally put down. I sat on the chair next to me, sometimes looking at my watch anxiously, sometimes looking at the passing vehicles and people.
Twenty minutes later, a very beautiful aunt got out of the taxi. She saw a wallet in my hand and seemed to be waiting for someone, so she hurried over. I asked anxiously: "Did you find the wallet?" "Yes, yes! It's me!" I was very excited.
After saying that, I handed the wallet to my aunt, and she said to me gratefully: "Thank you, little girl! You are really the benefactor of our family! Now my old man is being rescued in the hospital!" After saying that, he took out a few hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and handed them to me. I shyly said: "Auntie, this is what I should do!" Then I was afraid that she would give me money again, so I said "Goodbye, Auntie" and ran to school.
Arrive at school and go to class. The *** just rang. I walked into the classroom and sat on the chair. Suddenly, the scene of the whole family being happy after the old man was rescued appeared, and I couldn't help laughing.
PS: Class composition... 10. Write an essay of about 600 words with the title "Just think of it this way"
I think sometimes a tremor of the soul requires an environment, a kind of stimulation, and a kind of wine to meet a close friend. A thousand cups are too little.
I went to the gift shop with the lovely H. On the way, she talked about her feelings, a kind of longing, a kind of dissociation on the edge. I can tell you quietly, act rationally and think emotionally, everything will pass, and the original decision was right. Don’t deliberately forget, let alone chase for the sake of forgetting. You know, forget quickly. , think of it again quickly, slowly forget it, feel relieved, maybe you won’t think of it again, it will be buried in the dust in the years.
We went to eat California beef noodles and chose a place where the sunshine came in. In this position, your back is facing the window. You are really hurt, so you like this quiet and warm feeling. Looking at your expression, you look a little haggard. In fact, love is not everything in our lives, and being in love with each other. When people walk hand in hand for a long time, they will feel that there is less love and less romance, and they have all turned into responsibilities. That responsibility is heavy, heavy, and sweet. What's more, there are still things in our lives. Family affection, friendship, and even sometimes when you see that poor stranger on the roadside, you feel that you should do something, that you are needed by others and that you can give, which just proves the value of existence.
You said you saw it. I am honored to even think about you and be able to face it calmly. In fact, as long as you are happy, I can smile quietly.
We cherish this friendship. I love this moment and don’t want to be separated. Because our hearts are colliding with each other, we understand each other more deeply and make up for each other’s shortcomings! Music has our story.
You are so cute that you actually planned my love episode, but I think when love comes, maybe it won’t be the move we thought of! Over the course of time, I didn’t think too deeply about its appearance and pattern. But I know your friendship for us is deep. I am delighted to see your enthusiastic planning.
When the sun was setting and no longer shining through the window, we left the noodle shop and went to the gift shop. We were very happy to look at the various gadgets. After passing a "ding", you read "Gu Yongye Ji" and I laughed. At the same time, you gave me a very ashamed expression. Oh, you read it wrongly. On that huge globe, I quickly found the territory of China, and then I tried my best to find the Sahara where Sanmao had been. I said that Jose was Spanish. It seemed that our Taiwan was once a Spanish colony. It should be Very close! A strange idea, isn't it? Don't laugh, I didn't learn geography or history well. Later, I found Africa, Spain, and England, which were very far away.
Where there are lots of jokes, run away quickly and go to the "Wizard of Oz" to drink tea. In the car, you said that love feels like strong liquor. You used to regard it as everything, but now you find that friendship is like tea. , you can enjoy it quietly. Yes, tea can relieve hangover. Life is like traveling, some of it is with your lover, some of it is with your friends, just be happy.
I always like to say "that's good". Your expression of "that's good" sounds more comfortable than "it's really good" because the former expresses what has been achieved, realized, and is near. What is in front of you, and "so good" always comes with a little gaze, the eyes are following the soul to look further.
Two fresh oranges, a piece of cake, a pot of rose honey pomelo black tea, a pot of lavender milk tea, quietly looking at the beautiful chandelier in the teahouse, looking at the crowds passing by outside the window, two hearts singing. I want to say, this is fine