I sat on my father's electric bike and felt bored. Yes, there is no wind on the road, and there are no clouds in Wan Li. The weather is unbearable.
Pedestrians are also much rarer than usual, and everyone is particularly tired. I think it would be great if I had a shade over my head to cool off! Just then, I accidentally found some uncoordinated scenes on the roadside.
I found many people parked their cars in blind lanes under the shade of trees on the roadside. It seems that they are all trying to avoid exposing their beloved cars to the hot sun. Looking along the blind road, what is even more surprising is that there are many bicycles across the blind road. There are even a few gentlemen who put wooden chairs in a dead end and lie down and chat happily.
What makes me most angry is that a newsstand was built on the blind road. That boss is doing business in the shade. It's so uncomfortable! Looking at everything in front of me, I couldn't help complaining.
Dad told me that people are commemorating the day of helping the disabled these days. Hearing this, it's disappointing to see so many uncivilized people who just want to be comfortable and occupy the blind road at will! The blind road is a special passage for the blind, and occupying the blind road indiscriminately will not only bring inconvenience to the blind, but also bring harm to the blind, especially mental harm.
Now, the whole society is learning "eight honors and eight disgraces". We should be proud of unity and mutual assistance and ashamed of harming others and benefiting ourselves. Unauthorized occupation of blind roads is a typical behavior that harms others and benefits others, and should be stopped.
In fact, civilization is around us. Civilization and uncivilized are only one step away.
We should start from ourselves, from small things, and be a civilized and moral citizen.
Friendship never goes far. A 600-word composition can never go far.
It seems that overnight, countless booths of "newly carved tiles" have sprung up in the town, and the booths are crowded with noisy and bargaining tourists. After the stall, they are all eloquent but absent-minded stall owners. I'm standing in the street, the stone road is still under my feet, but it seems that many things have gone far.
Looking up, the stone gate at the mouth of the town is the giant word "Fu" carved by Mr. Tao more than ten years ago. The word "shou" is hidden in the field, the word "Lu" is hidden in the mouth, and the word "Xi" is exposed on the side. The whole group was beaming, but it was solemn because of the gray tiles. Under the "Fu", there are four auspicious patterns, namely, a magpie climbing plum blossoms, making a fortune bravely, a unicorn sending a child, and a three-yang-kaitai, which are extremely vivid. Walking along the stone road through the Shimen, the roofs on both sides are covered with blue tiles, which are simple and elegant, calm and quiet, with lines of harmonious cock crow and dogs barking in Taoyuan, simple and lovely.
More than a decade ago, the town had not been developed into a scenic spot, nor was it named an ancient town. When I was young, I was keen to watch Mr. Tao carve bricks and tiles. He drank a little wine, and his cheeks were slightly swollen, which made the lines on the picture look elegant and round. When cutting the knife, the strength was even and comfortable, and when polishing, it was uneven. After taking the medicine, it will be natural. Lifting the wrist is Feng Dan facing the sun, and lowering the head is the diving dragon gate. Chisel and shovel, such as writing brush characters, flow between ups and downs. Tao Jia's row of "Fu" tiles, simple and unique, hid the dense leaves of boxwood in the backyard, and it was very quiet for a time.
But now, those stall owners whose business is booming don't follow suit, let alone take medicine-now, efficiency comes first. What about the seriousness and piety at that time, the exquisiteness and the stability of the years, have they all drifted away with more than ten years? I listened to the high-heeled shoes knocking on the stone road in my ear and looked at the sharp umbrella top opposite the undulating wall, and I was a little confused.
Seven turns and eight turns into a deep alley, a familiar wooden door and a mottled low threshold, but Mr. Tao has never moved. Pushing open the half-opened door, the old creaking sound is still the sound of the past. He was carving a fish, and it took only a few strokes to carve it in the middle of the brick, a very vivid gray crucian carp, but he felt that there were bricks and endless smoke everywhere in the rivers and lakes. I looked up and saw it was me. I paused and immediately smiled brightly: "Girl, do you still remember that I am an old man?" I stay away from the Jianghu! "Then bowed their heads. There are fine raindrops flying and wet ribbons floating on the roof tiles.
At the moment I crossed the threshold, I suddenly realized that those people who I thought had gone far were actually here and never went far. Perhaps in a deep alley, perhaps in the shadow of his career, Mr. Tao has always been like this, with the belief of carving, knife and pen, year after year.
The quiet and ethereal rain on the eaves has never gone far.
3. Write a composition of no less than 600 words with the theme of "Never go far" and "Never go far".
On the ribbon of memory, there is a picture called happiness, which is fixed on the sour and sweet growing grape trellis and on the carefree grassland of childhood, and has never gone far.
It was a deep sky like sapphire, with an orange sunset on the horizon, and the hair in my ear was gently blown up by the breeze. There are three naive girls, chasing, and the sweet honey in their hearts merges into a river, flowing into a string of laughter. At that moment, the good times stayed in my memory forever, reflected in my tearful eyes. It turns out that this is called happiness ... these three innocent girls belong to me and my cousin. We grew up together, slept in the same bed, shared a cup, and even walked hand in hand, unwilling to part.
That was the last time we caught grasshoppers together, and it was also our happiest time. The evening breeze gently brushed our three childish faces, and we tirelessly chased, ran, sang and shouted ... It was called happiness after an hour, and we didn't know it until we grew up. The friendship between us is so pure that the air is filled with the smell of our happiness. They are younger than me, but they love me as much as I love them. In the six years together, we will be together and do everything except school hours. That kind of intimacy and attachment is the unique wealth of our childhood.
With the growth of age and the increase of study pressure, the time and times of reunion are less and less, and we will eventually forget each other in the polishing of time. People grow up, but that feeling doesn't grow up. We can never find that childhood again, but will we choose to forget that happiness?
Taking out the old memories, I burst into tears like eating sour grapes, but my heart was also so sweet that I was elated.
It is fixed in the long river of my memory. Still so clear, never fade. Because it is called happiness, it is my treasured wealth, and it is the witness of our friendship and beautiful family. This wealth and witness, with time in a hurry to leave, but in my heart, it has never gone far!
—— Wujiaochang Center of Shanghai Elite Education
It turns out that friendship never goes far. I haven't seen a math teacher who has taught me for six years since I entered junior high school.
Zhang Jianchang.
Today is the eve of Mid-Autumn Festival. Looking at the full moon, I miss it.
I have more ideas in my heart.
"The exam is coming tomorrow, and the students on duty should clean up the class today."
Before school, the teacher explained. Because it was already half dark, my heart began to be anxious.
I'm nervous, but I'm anxious when I hear the teacher call my name and ask me to clean up.
The in the mind a little more annoyed, "ah! What bad luck How to clean up before each exam?
I'm here! "The students all left the classroom, only a few of us stayed.
After cleaning, it was completely dark. My schoolbag has not been packed yet.
The power went out. The anger in my heart is even stronger: "What the hell! Stop when it gets dark.
Electricity, do you want people to live? "Just when I was in the dark, I stuffed the book into my bag at random and taught it.
There is a small lamp at the door of the room, which is getting bigger and bigger, facing the light.
Liang looked carefully and found that the teacher was standing in front of me with a flashlight.
At that moment, my heart calmed down and I felt more unspeakable.
Looking at the teacher's gray hair, I remember that the teacher is always in class every morning.
Waiting for us. He often says: I actually come earlier than you every day and come back late.
At this time, it was raining in Mao Mao outside the classroom, but the teacher kept bending down to pick it up.
We haven't cleaned up the scraps of paper on the ground yet. ...
I know it's hard to see you again this time. Just wish the teacher all the best. If one day,
I want to tell you, in fact, in my heart, you have never gone far.
Friendship is used to describe friendship. Maybe I don't deserve it, maybe I don't love it enough, but I still have to lose it. I have friendship, but I am not firm enough. I lost something I could never catch, and added a scar to myself. Sincerely pay, the final harvest is heartbreaking results.
Another night without you. The moon is not round, but there are many stars, as bright and eye-catching as many years ago. Sitting on the swing in the yard outside, enjoying the boring wind in winter. The wind in this winter is no longer cold, and the wind in this winter is no longer warm. Because you're not here.
In the past, when it was windy, you and I treated each other sincerely. Even in the cold wind, the warmth between you and me could not be dispersed. Now, even if there is wind, even if you and I are close, our hearts are thousands of miles apart. You have a new friend and I have a new partner. At this point, I can only laugh at myself. Yes, people always go up, and water always flows down. I can only blame myself for being naive.
Time has taken away my good memories. You and I are relatively speechless You never mentioned it lightly, and I seldom remember it. Even after the aftertaste, the process is still beautiful, but the result is heartbreaking. Over time, you and I became friends who were not friends. In this way, we all faded in each other's lives, and new memories buried you and me.
The friendship between you and me is getting farther and farther. The wind blew away our friendship, but nothing was left. Maybe we should take a good look at ourselves. The wind comes quickly and goes quickly. Even with the strongest "foundation", our friendship will still dissipate, just like the wind, without a trace. Some people say that a sentimental person will spend ten years to forget someone. Ten years have passed and I still have eight and a half years to forget you. I think, after forgetting, it is a beautiful rainbow. Even without your life, I can still live a wonderful life. Let time take you away from my memory and dissipate in the most beautiful wind, together with the memory between you and me.
Friendship, in this way, disappeared in my world. You and I have let go of the hand we used to hold together. We are in different worlds, moving in different directions, and there will never be an intersection, and we will go further and further.
6. "It's not far" composition material "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lunqing", a famous sentence praising friendship. It is still circulating today. It can be seen that friendship is valuable, but now we only care about family and love, and even regard friendship as the interest of officialdom. But who can think of yourself far away from home? Who will share happiness with us and give us a shoulder to talk to? True friendship is actually valuable.
There are several white clouds floating in the blue sky. Rows of tall trees outside the school gate. Wide playground and rows of tables and chairs already prepared. When I came to the new school, I was strange to everything. But who would have thought my friendship would come like this?
I'm so depressed this day that I failed the exam? Actually, I'm not as naughty as before. I put my heart and soul into my study, and the result was still so bad.
7. "It's not far" composition material "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lunqing", a famous sentence praising friendship.
It is still circulating today. It can be seen that friendship is valuable, but now we only care about family and love, and even regard friendship as the interest of officialdom.
But who can think of yourself far away from home? Who will share happiness with us and give us a shoulder to talk to? True friendship is actually valuable.
There are several white clouds floating in the blue sky. Rows of tall trees outside the school gate.
Wide playground and rows of tables and chairs already prepared. When I came to the new school, I was strange to everything.
But who would have thought my friendship would come like this? I'm so depressed this day that I failed the exam? Actually, I'm not as naughty as before. I put my heart and soul into my study, and the result was still so bad.
8. In the composition entitled "Never Go Far", use the inscription "Love Never Go Far".
Sixth grade | 500 words | narrative
Years are like autumn wind, whirring past me, gently bypassing my fingertips and brushing my hair tips, but there is one thing that haunts my mind.
At noon one day, the sky was overcast and suddenly it rained heavily. The raindrop is like a broken bead. I opened my umbrella and walked quickly to school. I thought: When will this pouring rain stop?
Who knows, while walking, I suddenly heard a little girl running behind me shouting, "Elder sister, can I take shelter from the rain under your umbrella?" I looked at the petite one and said, "Come in!" Although I said so, I thought to myself: This umbrella is small, and she … will definitely feel uncomfortable. So, along the way, the umbrella tilted to my side intentionally or unintentionally, and the rain kept hitting her, and half of her clothes were soaked. But the little girl walked forward with a smile. Suddenly, my foot slipped and I almost fell. Fortunately, the little girl hugged me. She saw a big piece of muddy water sticking to my trouser leg, took out a white handkerchief and squatted down to help me wipe it. Looking at the black handkerchief, I asked, "Don't you have an umbrella?" "yes." "Why not?" "I lent it to the head of the family's brother. He has a long way to school, and he will get wet and get sick without an umbrella. " After listening to her words, a warm current came to my heart and I felt that her petite body had become so tall. Suddenly, I feel that my surroundings are full of warm love.
Her petite figure will always reverberate in the ocean of my memory, and she left a deep impression on me. A drop of water can reflect the brightness of the sun. If you pay attention to the things around you, you will find that love has never left us.
Source: composition network
9. Family never goes far. 1000 words on the ribbon of memory, there is a picture called happiness, which is fixed on the sour and sweet growing grape trellis and on the carefree grassland of childhood, and has never gone far.
It was a deep sky like sapphire, with an orange sunset on the horizon, and the hair in my ear was gently blown up by the breeze. There are three naive girls, chasing, and the sweet honey in their hearts merges into a river, flowing into a string of laughter.
At that moment, the good times stayed in my memory forever, reflected in my tearful eyes. It turns out that this is called happiness ... these three innocent girls belong to me and my cousin. We grew up together, slept in the same bed, shared a cup, and even walked hand in hand, unwilling to part.
That was the last time we caught grasshoppers together, and it was also our happiest time. The evening breeze gently brushed our three childish faces, and we tirelessly chased, ran, sang and shouted ... It was called happiness after an hour, and we didn't know it until we grew up.
The friendship between us is so pure that the air is filled with the smell of our happiness. They are younger than me, but they love me as much as I love them.
In the six years together, we will be together and do everything together except school hours. That kind of intimacy and attachment is the unique wealth of our childhood. With the growth of age and the increase of study pressure, the time and times of reunion are less and less, and we will eventually forget each other in the polishing of time.
People grow up, but that feeling doesn't grow up. We can never find that childhood again, but will we choose to forget that happiness? Taking out the old memories, I burst into tears like eating sour grapes, but my heart was also so sweet that I was elated. It is fixed in the long river of my memory.
Still so clear, never fade. Because it's called happiness, it's my treasured wealth, and it's a testimony of our friendship and beautiful family. This wealth and witness has gone away in a hurry with time, but in my heart, it has never gone far.
10. Friendship never leaves friends. What is the most precious thing in the world? It's family, love, friendship ... I think it's friendship.
When a person has no friends, it means that he has no friends to encourage, comfort and give ... because of a friend, he has lost so much. But it is inevitable that there will be some small friction between friends. Let me tell you something that happened between me and a good friend of mine.
I won't tell you who it is, she knows it. It was the morning of the fifth grade last semester, and the English test paper was handed out. I found something wrong at my deskmate, but the teacher didn't change it.
I told my friend that she quickly raised her hand and immediately told the teacher to deduct the score at the same table. There is no problem in queuing. I still talked and laughed with her, but somehow, she suddenly said to me, "you high-pitched voice!" " "I was at a loss and paused. I immediately retorted, "All you have to do is do this. I ignore you, hum! " With that, I ran home quickly and threw myself on the quilt, trying not to cry, but the tears that failed me fell like broken beads. I cried and shouted, "Remember, evil is rewarded with evil, and evil is rewarded with evil. I won't take care of you anymore!"! "But then I thought maybe she was wrong, or maybe I was wrong. I thought about it and fell asleep before I knew it. I had a dream, in which there were many interesting things that she and I had done before. The happiest thing was that we were lying on the grass side by side daydreaming.
Then I woke up and I made up my mind to get back together with her. Finally, in the afternoon, when I got to school, she had arrived. She handed me a piece of paper and we all exchanged glances. I saw the paper saying: I'm sorry, it was my fault this morning, please forgive me! At this moment, I smiled knowingly, walked beside her, patted her on the shoulder, and the song "Friends" kept ringing in my ears.