A familiar stranger composition 1 He is a cleaner, a person I am both familiar with and unfamiliar with.
He never spends money recklessly, always scrimps and saves. Every morning around five o'clock, you can hear his punctuality "a cage of steamed bread, a bowl of boiling water." Then, in the quiet street, his "rustling" rhyme sounded. Seen from a distance, he is ordinary. He is only 22 years old, wearing a simple and clean suit, but caring for him like a baby. He is clean, but he has many scratches. Take a closer look, it is very extraordinary. He has a pair of tattered "Nike" shoes, which shows that he has been in the city, but why did he come to the countryside as a cleaner? I think I'll ask a definite question.
He sweeps the floor in the street every day and chats with people around him from time to time. This is completely different from other cleaners. This is a different world. In this case, I want to ask more clearly.
On this day, I got up early. Even so, it's already 6: 00 +65438. Walking into the street, it is easy to recognize him from the sparse crowd. I waved to him, and when he came up to me, he asked, "Are you ... from the city?" He said, "Yes." I quickly asked again, "How wonderful this city is! Why did you come back? " He replied, "Take care of my father." I was surprised and asked, "Dad?" "Yes, my father was old and sick, and my mother died, and no one took care of him ..." He suddenly stopped talking here. After a short silence, he left Every time I look at the back of his departure, I find that his back is as big as a mountain in the early morning sun. ...
No one ever thought that my friend who was inseparable from me would become my most familiar stranger. Everything about me has nothing to do with her, and everything about her has nothing to do with me. We also know each other's past clearly.
She is my primary school classmate, my best friend, and even the kind of good friend who has to go to the toilet together. We also agreed to take the college entrance examination together in the future and realize our dreams together. However, after we transferred from primary school to junior high school, everything changed. When I was in junior high school, we were no longer in the same school. Although our school is a little far away, we can't meet each other, and our home is not far away. It's just that we don't go to school together, we don't play together, and we don't keep in touch often. Now we don't talk when we meet.
We used to run to each other shouting every 20 meters, but now we are face to face and don't know what to say to each other. When it comes to learning, although the content of junior high school in our school is the same, each teacher and school are different, and it is no longer easy to explain when chatting with each other; Speaking of life, we have no time to play and live together because we are busy with our studies. Even the bookstores and libraries that we used to go to occasionally can no longer chat together because of her changed interests.
This once my best friend has become my most familiar stranger with the changes of time and space. She knows all my past habits, and I know all her past habits. However, we are not familiar with it now, and we have no familiar ideas, and even the time to meet together is gone. It turns out that the most familiar stranger gives people a sense of helplessness, which is brought about by the change of time and space and is a fact that we are unable to change.
Friends who used to be inseparable from me will also become the most familiar strangers. We have nothing to do with each other, and our past is still clear.
A familiar stranger's composition 3. The paper in my schoolbag that failed the exam weighed me down heavily. A person wandering on the way home, the hot sun, restless in my heart. Somehow, I suddenly remembered a good friend of mine, Liu Hongxia. She was a very good friend of mine when I was a child. At that time, she laughed and I laughed; She cried, and I cried. We seem to be one, we follow each other. It's a pity that it has become the past, the past that has disappeared, and blowing in the wind ... But one day, I heard such a news. The content of the news is: my sister and she quarreled for some reason, but they were too excited to stop fighting. When I heard the news, my mind went blank because it was a bolt from the blue. ..... I don't know, I don't know even my friendship with her has changed.
From then on, we became enemies. Every time we meet, there is a fire of resentment and a cold-eyed friction. Mars scorched my eyes, and ice slag splashed on my heart, leaving only endless sadness, pain and helplessness. Although we are not in the same school, there are no pairs of vivid figures outside, only the lonely back. It's been a long time since we met!
Did our friendship, which lasted for nearly six years, break down just because of a quarrel with my sister? Maybe more than that. ...
Strange, what a plain sentence. But "the most familiar stranger" is such a dazzling and frightening sentence that I can't help but fear and tremble. But she and I, it happened, became the most familiar strangers.
Between us, is that possible? Can our friendship continue as before? If I can, I am willing to exchange my tears for a lifetime; If not, I just hope that she can forget my melancholy and cold eyes when we met and change back to her original self.
Heart, once again silent crying. ...
Me and her, friendship, familiarity, fragments, strangers. ...
Familiar stranger composition 4 We used to be good sisters who talked about everything.
Now you are like a stranger.
I saw the way you looked at me.
I don't know you.
Your eyes are ironic and contemptuous.
We are still not the best sisters.
If so, why are you so strange?
If not, why do you play with me?
We used to laugh together
We used to cry together.
We used to fight for emotional things together.
We reached an agreement.
We used to sing loudly.
We used to remember together.
We used to be helpless together
We used to sigh together
We used to worry together.
We used to be afraid together.
We used to value each other and trust each other.
As a result, you changed, and I changed because of your change.
We no longer go to school together.
We don't go shopping together anymore.
We stop talking about our hearts.
We became strangers.
Just get together once in a while and talk about meaningless things
One word from you, one word from me.
We become polite when we speak.
I know nothing about you.
Don't ask me again.
I can't read your eyes.
You look down on me? Or are you laughing at me?
I don't know you.
Your name doesn't appear very often in my life.
Obviously, you are right in front of you.
I don't even want to say hello.
Like a stranger.
I don't know why this happened.
Is something really wrong, or are you making excuses for your boredom?
I trust you because I think our friendship is invincible.
I trusted you by mistake, because you let me see your friendship clearly.
Actually, that's all.
Not as invincible as I thought.
I don't trust you that much anymore.
Gradually, our words became less.
There are not many smiles.
We don't know how much longer we can hold on.
Maybe just like before.
Maybe back to the beginning.
Now, do you remember our friendship?
Now, do you remember our agreement?
We used to be good sisters, but now we are strangers.
Sometimes, I really want to knock my head open and see what the structure is inside. Why do you often forget what you want to remember, but firmly remember what you want to forget? The most abominable thing is that the plot of every horror novel is clearly remembered, so that I am often too scared to sleep in the middle of the night. The most annoying thing is that I still don't know how I like you. Maybe I liked you the first time I saw you in the studio. —
What exactly do you like about you? I can't even tell myself. The elder sister said, besides being handsome and better, what charm do you have? I replied, this is probably enough. I still remember at that time, I could feel your breath every day. For me, this is a kind of happiness. Even when you sleep, you have to hold the "pig" you sent.
Sometimes, I have to admire Rao Xueman. Many of her words make me irrefutable. "There are many unfairness in this world. You think you can rely on it, but you can't trust it. You think it is your guardian, but it doesn't belong to you. " Today, we are the most familiar strangers. —
I can pretend I can't see you and walk past you, but I will stop not far away and turn around and stare at your back. ...
If I can go back in time, I want to be just friends and partners with you. At two o'clock in the afternoon, I will sit next to you and accompany you to broadcast; On Monday, I took the national flag with me and put it on the flagpole; On Thursday, I will be on duty with you. ...
Unfortunately, it's just that if, we can never go back to the past. Let me bury those memories in my heart.
Familiar stranger composition 6 true feelings like spring breeze, warm people's hearts; True feelings are like a ray of sunshine, which brings us light; Love is like a big hand, guiding us forward in the dark; Care is like autumn rain, which makes people feel refreshed &; & It was a cold winter day, the wind was blowing hard, and the street was quiet and no one was there. Just as I was thinking, the bus arrived at the station. I hurried to speed up and ran to the station. Unexpectedly, my foot slipped and smacked, and I fell! I tried desperately to get up to catch the bus, but I couldn't get up and my knee still hurt. I glanced at it and found myself bleeding! My heart suddenly panicked and I cried &; & amp this critical moment, a fat aunt appeared. I gave her a look for help, but she didn't look at me. Just when I was desperate, a man with a wrinkled face appeared in front of me. Is that him? Is that a cleaner? This familiar stranger appeared before my eyes. Grandpa looked at my knee and ran to the hospital behind my back without saying anything. I leaned on his generous back and felt a lot of unspeakable warmth &; & Grandpa is so busy that he has to register for medicine & & Grandpa wrapped me in his coat and walked me to the door. Tears in the eyes, inner ups and downs. I whispered in grandpa's ear: thank you. Looking at his distant back, my tears flowed down like broken beads. Love, just around us, within reach, love, like dandelion, flutters with the wind &; & Give more love to others! Others must give you more wealth in return. Sixth grade: Tang
I have never known her, but I know her so well. We are like parallel lines, separated by necessary space, but face to face all day long. There is a line between the children. She is very busy, like a wound alarm clock all day, always leaving me a long blank time. But no matter how busy she is, she won't forget to let me drink medicine.
In wet June, something will always appear and suddenly attack. Therefore, when the bell rings every class, everyone rushes to the faucet like a war. The air in the classroom has a strong smell of various hand sanitizers. Even so, it is hard to prevent. Some students still hang the flag of the sick, and I am one of them.
While rummaging through the drawers, she asked me why I was ill. She handed me the medicine with one hand and poked me on the forehead with the other, blaming me for disobedience. I obediently listened to her words, obediently drank the medicine, and then went to sleep. I am familiar with her behavior and she loves me. It is normal to explain this in the words of classmates. Beating is kissing, scolding is love. She loves me, so she poked me. Oh-her image in my heart suddenly became higher. Thus, there is a line between us, called love, which represents the familiar steps established by each other.
The line is a little dark, and I grew up in the fifth grade. Her alarm clock seems to have a new battery and runs faster than before. She squeezed out more time to buy me exercises and supervise me to do them. She said, "You should start studying hard. From today on, there will be one more test paper every day, computers will be banned, televisions will be banned, and you will not be allowed to go out on weekends. " I hated her at once and wanted to take a bite on my face. My friends are having fun downstairs, but I am "fighting" with paper upstairs. An unbalanced psychology arises spontaneously. She said righteously, "They are worthless when they grow up! Because they didn't work hard when they were young! "
She is an engineer, and she crushes my mud into what she wants. Although I have to obey her request, this strange mentality makes me very disgusted. At this point, the boundary between us is dark. The stranger I know best has love and hate for you, blessing and complaining. My most familiar stranger, your name is-mom.
A familiar stranger's composition 8 people are nostalgic animals. Over time, people will miss those familiar people, familiar things and familiar feelings.
There lived an old man in the concierge of the primary school where I once studied. He entered primary school at the age of 6 and graduated at the age of 13. Every day when I go to school, I will receive his encouraging smile. After six years in physical education class, every time I have free activities, I will go to his concierge to drink water, and I can enjoy the fan blowing in summer, which is called refreshing. Every time I pass a porter when I come home from school, my grandfather will say to me, "Be careful on the road!" " "
Every grass and tree in our campus is full of vitality because of grandpa's careful care every day; He also operates the colored lights and curtains on the stage of Children's Day on June 1st to make our festival more joyful. However, I don't know his name, or even his last name. ...
In seventh grade, I went back to primary school once. A arhat tree appeared behind the originally empty school gate; There are also several new teachers in the school, and the classroom is brand-new, and familiar faces will no longer appear in the student ranks. The only familiar and kind face is the old porter. I don't know his name, but his face has a few wrinkles and his hair has changed from black to gray. I think he is over 70 years old. His kind smile and what he said to the children after school are still as warm and refreshing as then. However, I still don't know his name, but he has become the person I miss most in my primary school life.
Life is like a journey, we will meet many people, who may be the people you are most familiar with but unfamiliar with. However, we should remember them, remember their encouragement and warmth, even if we don't know their names yet.
I still remember my childhood dream was to be a policewoman. Seeing her, I seem to feel the breath of my loved ones from the bottom of my heart.
She is a policewoman who directs traffic at the campus gate. There is always traffic at the school gate, and every time I go to school, it is jammed. I see her every day. She wears a yellow reflective uniform and tries to blow her whistle to stop the impatient driver. Let's go first. Every time I run in a hurry, she stops me and lets the car go first. When you let me go, shout to me: Run slowly, or you will fall down! At first, I complained a little. We are all so old, who will run down?
Until that day, it completely changed my mind.
That morning, it rained heavily and the wind hit me. The wet road makes it difficult for me to keep my balance. There are still five minutes to go to class. I ran across the road in a hurry, didn't notice the car, and rushed forward. At this moment, she caught me, be careful! Then there was a sudden brake and a car roared past me.
If it weren't for her, I would have to lie on the road. I took a lingering breath, turned my head and solemnly said to her: thank you! She smiled and said to me, be careful next time. It's raining and slippery today. Run slowly, or you will fall! I nodded, turned and hurried to school. She sighed, not knowing whether she was talking to herself or to me: Alas, these children are so careless.
I paused, this tone, as if complaining about her children, seems to give birth to a kind and respect in my heart. We are strangers, but she kept me safe and told me like a relative.
From now on, I will give her a smile every time I cross the street. Sometimes, when she can see, she will turn around and give me a big smile. Sometimes, she can't see, and she is still struggling in her post, but my heart will still be full of warmth. We are familiar, but we are strangers.
Familiar stranger composition 10 "Hey, what's the matter? Stupid? What are you looking at? " Xiaolong quickly asked me. I walked slowly side by side with Xiaolong. I didn't answer Xiaolong. "This is a narrow road." She and her best friend came to us quietly.
I feel that time is passing slowly now. Xiaolong quieted down, looked at them, turned to look at me, then pretended not to see anything and took my hand and rushed forward. I will never forget the moment when I passed her by. She looked at me, and I looked at her. She and I just looked at each other. At that time, time really seemed to stand still. I only feel my heartbeat and her eyes. Still so beautiful, it looks like a pearl, but my eyes seem sadder, more melancholy and more rational. Seeing this, I was even sadder and bowed my head with guilt. When I want to turn around and say I'm sorry, I only see her looking at the sky and taking a deep breath. I bit my lip tightly with my teeth, numb with pain, but I still didn't have the courage to stop her. "Let's go, don't look.
It's good for both of you now. Learning is the most important thing now. "Little dragon took my skirts and whispered to me. She and I used to be very good friends because we read a romance novel. Imagine myself as the protagonist in the book, so I confessed to her, but what I got was "My task now is to study, and I don't want to think about anything else for the time being".
I was angry and told her that we would never be friends again. It has been several years since this happened. Now that I think about me at that time, I feel really naive. Because of this, I have never read romance novels since then. I have been trying to make up for the mistakes I made in those years, but I can't let go of my face. Well, I now regret how I got that idea. If God gave me another chance, I would never read that romance novel. Maybe I'll leave her alone and let her study hard, which is the best result.
A familiar stranger's composition 1 1 near my home, there is an old man who repairs cars. I often pass by his garage, but I never say hello to him. Sometimes, I even ignore his existence.
One day, my classmates and I rode bikes in the community. I'm far ahead. I ride fast. Suddenly my foot slipped and I felt very relaxed. Then I heard a crash. I quickly stopped the car and looked back. My chain fell like a black snake not far from me. Alas! Unfortunately, the chain fell off at the critical moment. I searched carefully for the scattered parts and didn't know what to do next. That's right. Isn't there a garage nearby? How can I forget him? I touched my pocket and pulled my classmates to go there to repair the car.
We came to this garage, and the old man was burying his head in repairing another bike. It is wearing a shabby coat, and the gloves on its hands can't see the original color. He repaired the car in no time. I stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, my bicycle chain is broken. Can you fix it for me? " "Ok, no problem!" As I spoke, I clearly saw the wrinkles on his face and the sweat he shed when he repaired the car just now.
The old man took the car, took out the chain and parts in the basket, looked at it carefully, got up and walked to a small room next to the garage. There was a loud noise, and when the old man came back, he was holding a pair of sharp-nosed pliers. He picked up the broken chain, quickly connected it and put it on the bike. Seeing that the car was repaired so quickly, I said happily, "Thank you, Grandpa!" " how much is it? ""five dollars! "He tidied up the tools on the ground without looking up, and then went to repair other cars. I hesitated to touch my pocket and only took out 3 yuan. He smiled and said, "Nothing, just 3 yuan! " "
At that moment, I don't know why, I was slightly moved, whether it was hot or cold; Whether it rains or snows, he is there, repairing cars in that garage. He is a familiar person, but we can never name him! He is a stranger, but his face is deeply engraved in my heart.
I don't know his name, but I am deeply moved!
It is said that he graduated from senior three, but every time I see his weak shadow, I always feel that this child is so sensible and easy to pee. What a good boy!
I heard from my mother that he is a veritable champion in our small city. His science ranks first in the world. Compared with my science, I look very small, like dust in the air. You try your best to catch it, but it still doesn't help. It is said that the comprehensive performance of our school is always worse than other schools. This makes me take it for granted that my idol must belong to another school. But when I finally know the result, I can only laugh silently for my stupidity. Because, he is really a talent taught by our school.
He is a talented person in our school. He was admitted to a key high school as early as the third year of high school. Specifically, top students, top students, that's my dream goal!
I think his achievements are due to family conditions. He must have this very rich family to promote his growth and study. However, I found that I was wrong. His family conditions are very simple and his family circumstances are bleak. My parents are seriously ill, my mother has passed away, and my father supports her and my sister by collecting garbage. It is our shame that my father came to school to collect junk, but he didn't think so. On the contrary, he went to help my father. This spirit is really worth learning and sharing by our father, regardless of difficulties and hardships!
Found that I had changed because of him. A strange and familiar person, his spirit is in my heart, and his enthusiasm for learning is in my heart. Later, I went back to my hometown and found that we were fellow villagers. I've asked about him and been to his house, but I've never really met him. I wonder if this is a trick of fate!
Anyway, he is the first step for me to set sail and the second step for me to study hard. Push me forward and encourage me to grow spiritually. I didn't know him, but I became the strange and familiar person in my mind, and never changed, that's all. Bless him! May fate take care of him, and may he be safe. Happiness, growth!
There is a kind of "love" called care, which is to pay attention to and care for the people you think should be protected.
In a snowy winter, snowflakes fall on cars, roofs, trees and the ground like elves, as if to change him into a white dress.
After finishing the Olympic math tutorial class, the hands are heavy, but they don't feel heavy at all. My heart is full of joy. I hummed a tune all the way to the bus stop and waited for a while for the bus to come. The bus was crowded and the clocks were tied together. Finally, I got on the bus. But on closer inspection, there is not even an empty seat. Things are really heavy. My hands just started shaking, and soon the pleasure disappeared. I just started to worry about myself, this damn heavy backpack. Just when we felt sad and helpless, suddenly a warm voice came, little girl, your backpack is so heavy, sit with me! I turned my head, quickly looked around at which aunt, thanked her and sat up.
Just as I was about to get off the bus early, suddenly something cold touched my leg. I was surprised and looked up at this aunt-she was actually a disabled person. My aunt smiled at me after seeing the little surprised expression. Tears that moved me instantly slipped from my face, and suddenly my sleeves were wet. The people in the car also noticed the eyes coming towards me. Many people rushed to make way for the aunt. If everyone is like this aunt, what is the reason why China is not richer than other countries?
Caring is like a cup of pure water, quenching thirst for everyone, caring is like a bright moon, illuminating the world; Caring is like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain ... See how strong the positive energy of the light-loving society is! If everyone gives a little love, the whole world will become a happy world!
A familiar stranger composition 14 You and I are familiar with this stranger. who is it? He often appears in our lives, and he always protects our safety. Without them, our safety can't be guaranteed.
He is wearing a hat and police uniform, his eyes are firmly fixed on the front, and his voice is powerful. His hands were red and swollen from years of wind and rain, and his skin was black as mud. Rain or shine, he will stick to his post.
His two hands kept doing different movements without stopping. He is afraid that the delay will affect the traffic order and delay people's time. So, rain or shine, he persisted. Complete the actions and gestures he should do and direct the traffic order. Even if there were no vehicles on the road, he still waved the flag up and down and dared not relax for a moment. He insisted on performing his duties meticulously.
A little girl was on the road, but she didn't look at the road, so she rushed over. The driver braked suddenly and the little girl escaped. He rushed over, looked at the little girl kindly and asked, "Little sister, are you all right?" She replied, "Uncle, I'm fine." He replied: "Nothing. Don't run around on the highway in the future. Pay attention to safety, okay? " She replied, "Well, uncle, I see. Goodbye, uncle. " Then he returned to his post. In his mission. Looking at his back, I can't help but sigh: this uncle is really noble!
Have you guessed who he is? He is our conscientious traffic police uncle!
Familiar stranger composition 15 "The most familiar stranger" When you see this topic, the first thing that comes to mind is your strange and familiar figure.
Once upon a time, you and I were so close and familiar. We go home shoulder to shoulder every day, chase each other after class and tell each other two little secrets from time to time. Time flies, we graduated, and you are leaving me. On graduation day, we agreed to be good friends for life and never leave. At that time, we foolishly thought that the boundary between space and time could not stop long-term friendship.
At the beginning, we invited each other to go out to play on weekends and never missed the opportunity. Although we can't meet every day, our friendship has always been there.
The final exam is coming, and the number of meetings with you is getting less and less. Call once in a while, just to ask about your study. Gradually, gradually, your back is blurred in my mind, and your voice is gradually unfamiliar to me.
It's winter vacation at last, and we can play as carefree as primary school, but when I see you again, you are so strange that I almost didn't recognize you. I really want to talk to you, but I find that what you and I are talking about is not a topic; I really want to spend some time with you, only to find that we are all going to Peiyou. Reluctantly leave, watching your distant back, I think, maybe we are no longer familiar with it!
"ah! * * * Is there? "
"She went to class. What do you want with her? "
"Oh ... Oh, nothing."
" "
I finally had time to call you, but suddenly I found that we were trapped in two different worlds, like two strangers, and we just said "hello!" " "
We used to be such good friends, but in the end we were polished by time. Seemingly strange strangers suddenly understand that familiarity and strangeness are actually synonyms, but they only use different time.