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How much love, you can write again.
In normal study, work or life, writing is the most unfamiliar thing for everyone. Writing can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (thesis). Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? Here is how much love I have collected. I can write it again for reference only, hoping to help you.

How much love you have, you can start over. Who will go to the grave to identify the broken grave? I have forgotten the place where I was buried. I only remember that the time to cry is towards the sunset and the maple leaves all over the sky. -inscription

I can't remember how many years ago. My brother patted me on the head and slowly took out a peach and said, "Sister, don't be afraid!" " "At that moment, I was not afraid of anything.

I took the peaches my mother gave me and walked a long way to school. But I can't see my brother's familiar voice anymore. Tell me not to be afraid.

It suddenly occurred to me that my brother had been gone for a long time. I still remember that my brother can juggle and always give me what I want, such as candy, apples, snacks and so on. Peaches are the most.

I love peaches, but I have never said "thank you" to my brother. Grandma said, "Jiao Jiao, my brother never wanted to eat peaches, so I left them for you. Do you think my brother is good to you? " Whenever this time, I will smile at my brother, but his eyes always seem to be: as long as this is enough!

Later, my brother died, and he left me forever. I lost my brother's love for me forever. From the moment my brother left, I knew I would never have such love again.

I remember that at that time, I was still very young, and I didn't know what to do in the face of a long and quiet road to study. Therefore, whenever I go to school, my brother will send me a favorite peach to accompany me through the long and quiet road to school. Whenever I tell my brother that I am afraid, my brother always touches my head and says, "Sister, don't be afraid, I have a brother!" " "

Now, I can't hear my brother say to me: Sister, don't be afraid! Now I really want to hear my brother say "Sister, don't be afraid". After my brother died, it seemed that God had pity on me and my brother and gave me a younger brother. Maybe my brother doesn't want to be a brother anymore. She wants to enjoy being a brother!

Some things, missed is forever; Some people turn all their lives. Don't ignore any details of love, even if it is only a Momo, because after all, there is not much love to start over.

How much love, you can do it again. 2. The evening breeze gently blows the Penghu bend, and the waves chase the beach ... There are two and a half footprints on the beach at dusk ...-Inscription.

At the entrance of the examination room three years ago, grandma patted me on the head, slowly took an apple out of her pocket and said, "Qingqing, come on!" " "At that moment, I didn't turn around. Today, three years later, when I left, I was looking at the entrance of the examination room with a peach stuffed by my mother, but I couldn't find the familiar figure waiting for me.

I vaguely remember that my grandmother can juggle and always take out what I want from her arms, such as sesame candy, plums, jelly and peaches at most.

I like peaches, but I have never said thank you to my grandmother.

Mom said, "Qingqing, grandma never wanted to eat peaches, so I gave them to you. You should treat grandma well in the future. " From time to time, I ran to my grandmother and said, "Grandma, you are old, I will support you!" " "Grandma smiled, her eyes filled with tears.

Later, when I was in junior high school, I went to my grandmother's house less and less in the face of heavier schoolwork burden. At most, my grandmother comes to my house occasionally. But as soon as I saw that I was doing my homework, I couldn't bear to bother, so I put down my peach and left.

When grandma was seriously ill, I was busy with the mid-term exam. When I rushed home with the certificate of "first place in the exam", many people surrounded my grandmother. The award in my hand suddenly fell to the ground. My mother picked up the certificate, took my hand and said, "Grandma has been waiting for you!" " "I suddenly knelt in front of grandma's bed and called to her softly. Grandma slowly took something out of her pocket. That's a red peach!

Grandma smiled, but I cried, tears streaming down my face. Grandma held my hand and let it go slowly. Even though my crying echoed in the room, she never took a look at the green that she could not bear!

Today, I sat in the examination room with my mother's entrustment, my father's expectation, my teacher's blessing and my grandmother's waiting. I believe I won't let them down.

Some things, missed is forever; Some people turn all their lives. Don't ignore any love, even a Momo, because after all, how much love can start from scratch?

How much love you have, you can start over. If you know each other, know each other and fall in love is fate.

So, is parting another explanation of fate?

Your indifferent eyes, a trivial action, an understatement: there is no fate, which explains our feelings for more than two years!

Think about it, it's not easy to love you ~

Swear not to miss you, love you, love you, and never mention you again. It's just that I accidentally bumped into you today, but my heart still hurts a little, the sky turned white, and my eyes still couldn't help but shed a tear.

Yes, if I never see you again, I still don't know that I still care so much about you.

The warm summer wind brushed my face, but my heart was as cold as winter.

Once upon a time, on such a summer day, our acquaintance was so beautiful. Once upon a time, on such a small road, you took my hand and vowed to accompany me through the difficult road of life.

Now, the same winter, the same place, the same people, different, just mood!

I smiled silently, nodded gently, and left in a hurry, pretending not to care, pretending not to mind. How did you know? There are layers of waves in my heart.

I love you so much and pay so much friendship for you.

Now, turn around and become a stranger.

All the original feelings and righteousness are as vivid as what happened yesterday.

From the first day of acquaintance, that kind of excitement, from the day of acquaintance, that kind of heart is ready to move, from the day of love, that kind of happiness began. My heart never leaves you.

When you are happy, I cheer for you, and when you are sad, I cry for you. I accompanied you through so many days when you were lonely.

For days, I have been worried about you all the time. Your name is on many pages of my diary. Since when, my heart is with you!

Now, everything I have paid for you has turned into a stranger!

How much affection, how much love, in this way, overnight, vanished, leaving no trace.

Only in my heart, there is an indelible scar, only in my face, there is a sad face, only in my eyes, there is a crystal, I know, that is called tears.

How much love you have, you can start over. Composition 4: "The evening breeze blows gently in Penghu Bay, and the waves chase the beach ... There are only two and a half footprints on the beach at dusk ..."

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You left quietly, step by step, and came back alone ... suddenly feeling so sad, complaining that you don't understand your gentle and deep love.

Mom and Dad, I want to sing an ode for you from the bottom of my heart. However, my music has not been composed, my eulogy has not been filled in, and my poetry has not yet taken shape. But you are old, with white hair in your hair and traces of years on your forehead.

"I came from an accident, like a grain of dust. Who can see my vulnerability and my background? Where should I go? Who will call me next? Although the world is wide, this road is difficult. I have seen all the ups and downs in this world. How much love do I have? How many tears do I have? God knows, I won't give up. Love, accompany me all my life, thank you and me. Let me have the courage to be myself! Flowers bloom and fall, I will cherish it as much. "

Some people say that "parents are the sun, bringing warmth to tomorrow." Indeed, parents' hearts are warm.

As time went by, I grew up gradually. Looking at the busy parents around me, the beautiful black hair turned white unconsciously. I always feel guilty and want to help them, but they always say, "You just study, I can do it." What short and simple words made me feel the warmth released from their hearts.

Parents are optimistic, but sometimes they are sad. Whenever my grades are not satisfactory, they always sigh and say, "Now that you have this condition, study hard and fulfill my wish." No abuse, but it's better than drugs and advice. From then on, I keep in mind my parents' words and study hard in order to fulfill my parents' wishes and my own.

Parents are ordinary. In the eyes of others, they are very small. In this world, they are like two ants. But in the eyes of the daughter who loves them, they are like a bright star, which illuminates my heart; They are like a sun, warming my body.

How much love we have, we can start over. We are always running in the long river of time, passing by the scenery without leaving too many traces. Looking back suddenly, I found myself ignoring too much and abandoning too much. My bags were empty all the way. But in those irreversible times, how much love can come back?

Over time, we used to think that it was natural for everyone to pay for us. We are used to friends laughing and crying with us; We are used to friends always protecting us in front of others; We are used to venting on our friends when we are in a bad mood; We are also used to them loving us silently after being hurt by us. However, when our past was taken away by time, leaving only some memories as a souvenir, we found that our love for the past was a little more attached and a little more guilty. However, no matter how beautiful the feelings are, they will drift away like yesterday's smoke and dust in the wind. ......

Day and night alternate, the sun and the moon rotate, and we grow up under the meticulous care of our parents. I have long been used to their love and blame. From initial fear to later indifference to them; From the earliest blind obedience to the later disobedience and even boredom. Time just slipped away day by day. We thought this kind of life would last forever, endlessly. Finally, one day, we were surprised to find that their white hair became more and more conspicuous, their backs became more and more bent, and the time they could not stay deepened their wrinkles bit by bit, eroding their faces inch by inch, and they were aging at an alarming rate. Only then do we realize that they can only live once a year, and the love we neglected can never be found again.

Time can't stay for us, inadvertently, how much love is gone. There are too many beautiful things in life, but we don't know how to cherish them. It's as far away as light years in a blink of an eye. Lost can never come back, we finally understand in the tears of regret that there is not much love to come back, only cherish it!

On the road of life, there are always flowers in full bloom, and there are too many beautiful things in the journey of life. When we are in a hurry. When you are busy pursuing the distance, can you slow down and smell the fragrance of life?

How much love, you can do it again. 6. The night breeze blows gently in Penghu Bay, and the waves chase the beach ...-Inscription

I remember when the primary school was upgraded, at the door of my house, my grandfather patted my head and slowly took out a ham sausage from my arms: "Fangfang, come on!" " At that moment, I didn't look back!

Three years later, I looked around the entrance of the examination room with the ham my mother gave me when I left, but I never found the familiar figure waiting for me!

It suddenly occurred to me that grandpa had been dead for a long time. ...

I still vaguely remember that my grandfather can juggle and always take out what I want from his pocket, such as sesame candy, jelly and ham sausage, because I like eating best and always take it for granted, and I have never said thank you to my grandfather! Mom said: Fangfang, grandpa never wants to eat ham sausage. He wants to leave it to you. You must treat grandpa well in the future! From time to time, I ran to my grandfather and said: Grandpa, you are old, I will support you!

Grandpa smiled and his eyes filled with tears!

Later, I went to the second day of junior high school and added another subject. There are more and more homework, and fewer and fewer times to go to grandpa's house. At most, my father invited grandpa to stay for a few days, but when I saw that I was doing my homework, I couldn't bear to disturb him, put down the ham and left quietly!

When grandpa was seriously ill, I was busy upgrading my exams. When I came home with an excellent report card, I saw so many people around my grandfather. My report card fell to the ground, and my mother came over: Fangfang, my grandfather has been waiting for you! I plopped down on my knees in front of my grandfather and cried loudly. Grandpa struggled to open his eyes, put his trembling hand into his arms, and slowly pulled out a ham sausage, which was very big and heavy. ...

Grandpa smiled and slowly let go of my hand, but I cried, hoarse and crying my eyes out, but no matter how I shouted, grandpa didn't look at Fangfang, who he couldn't bear to part with!

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Some things, if missed, will last forever. Some people will turn for life. Don't ignore any love, even if it's just a small ham sausage, because who knows how much love can be repeated? !

How much love, you can do it again. 7 "see you on monday", a headline in Weibo, an unexpected extramarital affair, became the topic of netizens after dinner.

When the article sent a long letter of apology in the early morning, the story, friends circle and Weibo all exploded. Everyone said, "I mean, even the article is derailed." Can you still believe in love? " I just want to say that there is a letter, but there is no letter. It's up to you. The rise and fall of a star or his private life will not change our lives. They are just the focus of our attention at present. Time has passed, the focus is no longer the focus, and then we have new topics to pay attention to.

With the issue of the article Weibo, Ma Yili also sent a sentence: "Although love is easy, marriage is not easy, and it is done and cherished." In such a short sentence, we can see her inner sadness and helplessness. No amount of words can express the pain caused by the article. People still vaguely remember that article, saying that his greatest pride in this life was meeting his woman Ma Yili. Such simple and warm sweet words are as thin as paper and will be broken when poked. Once they were immortal couples in the eyes of the whole people, but they were broken because of one party's infidelity.

For such an extramarital affair, many people abused Yao Di, and all kinds of ugly words appeared. But as we all know, it takes two hands to make sound. If the article sticks to the bottom line and does not give up its responsibility to the family, where does this ridiculous extramarital affair start?

I'm afraid this marriage will stay in the headlines of Weibo for a long time, and it will always leave our sight and become indifferent as time goes by. But it warns us that responsibility cannot be abandoned at any time, and it needs us to stick to it forever. A good marriage needs to be managed and maintained by each other. Not every relationship can come back to life, so cherish the people around you.

How much love can be repeated? In the days after 8, mom and dad are not as profound as the fragment in my mind, whether they play with me or take me to study. My parents cried and bought me lollipops. Their bright colors, attractive fragrance and sweet taste in my mouth are the lightest and deepest love for me. But now they are old and their health is not as good as before. Every day, I see their back that is a little staggered and lonely, and suddenly I think of that lollipop, that sweet feeling.

The next page is a photo of our family. At that time, I was about ten years old, and my mother put her arm around my shoulder. In the photo, my father looks a little tired and haggard. Yes, my family's economy was not so good at that time. My father works very hard to support this family, but he still faces life optimistically. You see, the future is in her shining eyes.

At that moment, I pulled out my white hair for my parents with tears in my eyes and thought: I must make my parents happy when I grow up!

We may not feel the gentle love of our parents, but it is always by our side. In fact, I have always understood you, parents, and your love is right in front of my eyes, which makes me attached. Love you forever!

Every day, every point, I am surrounded by deep love.

Without sunshine, there would be no warm days; Without rain and dew, there would be no bumper harvest; If there is water in the reservoir, there will be no prosperity of life; Without love, the world will lack warm companionship; Without parents, there would be no ourselves.

Some things, missed is forever; Some people turn all their lives. Don't ignore any love, even if it's just a Momo, because after all, how much love can be exchanged?