After several spring and autumn periods, I listened to solo for several years. Now I'm used to chaos, but I always like to yearn for a different life in my spare time that I accidentally fall behind. I yearn for that faint, quiet, deeply immersed in the long years.

I yearn for the sunset at dusk, and I yearn for quietly enjoying the farewell song of the sunset. Watch the red light of the sunset spread like ink. Look at that day, everything is shrouded in the afterglow of the sunset. Under the strong brilliant red, there is the loneliness that the sun doesn't want to fall. I struggled to grasp the edge of the mountain and wouldn't let go. I am eager to immerse myself in that red, and I am eager to be fascinated in the evening.

Looking forward to such a life, quiet in the thick, let the inner waves roll, calm as usual in the erosion of years.

I yearn to travel in the sea of books full of ink, walk into every writer's heart, have a cup of tea, taste a small note, take a short break in Cao Xueqin's Red Chamber, walk with Fei Xian under Su Dongpo's red cliff, arrive in Beijing by train at 4: 08, see Xu Zhimo's romantic feelings again in the kiss of fire and rain, live poetically like Roman Roland, and enjoy it with Balzac's shop assistants. I look forward to talking to every author and playing chess in the world of mortals.

Yearning for such a life, yearning for the lightness that lingers in the cycle of life.

I look forward to walking side by side with a pleasing person, walking side by side in the shadow of flowers for a period of time, leaving a touch of affection between the words that are as light as fog, and instantly making the watch stand forever in the gap of time. The two of them * * * enjoyed the tears of the cuckoo, and * * * lingered in a moving landscape without saying much, and their eyes were naturally tacit and calm. I yearn for that spring and autumn period, that sparkling youth.

Looking forward to such a life, watching the sky, snow and the deep shadow of the season with a friend, casting friendship into a red line and winding it in my heart forever. The tranquility of those two lines has long been integrated into each other's lives.

Recalling the words that touched me deeply, I said that life, enjoying a sad song of sunset, being fascinated by a book as deep as the sea, and working with a lovable person are enough.

Yes, I yearn for such a life. One minute is light and one minute is quiet. As time goes by, the river flows quietly. Always remember those who are always with you, and it is enough to be complacent and smile.

The above composition is the examination room composition of this year's senior three students' mock exam, which is a pleasing and refreshing masterpiece. The connotation of "the life I yearn for" in this paper is very clear, and it is a life landscape composed of three scenes: sighing at sunset, books as deep as the sea and tired colors. Every scene is full of poetry and painting. Reading this article is not like reading a composition, but like enjoying a cultural feast with all colors and flavors.

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