Narrative essay on the topic of companionship 5 1 It's getting dark, loneliness hurts silently, and love is gone; I don't remember when it happened. You listen to the lonely singing, crying, calling the once familiar name. "When the familiar song sounded in my ear, tears fell silently and a strange pain spread all over my body. I seem to hear that lonely and slightly sad voice.
I have always thought that I am a person who will not feel lonely. In my life, I have relatives, friends and many chatting friends in my computer. Although we have never met, we can always find them every silent night. Maybe we met in the street, maybe we knew each other.
Happy, carefree, "simple" This is my friend's evaluation. I will cry because of the misfortune of the TV scene. I will be very happy because my colleagues approved one of my decisions. I will be surprised, because I found something new on the road I often walk today. Feel the little things around you with your heart. I sincerely pay and gain. I told myself to work and live happily every day. Why? I still feel so lonely when night falls. I am alone in my small room, as if I were alone in the world, enjoying the five flavors, joys and sorrows of life in this world. Just browse any forum on the website, and "FB" has laughed from the initial incomprehension to now. Maybe there are many lonely people like me in the network, shuttling through every forum, looking for a bosom friend.
"Bar" is the most frequented place for lonely people, where they can temporarily forget their loneliness. They mix loneliness with wine and explosive music and drink it all at once, but they still can't stop. I wanted to sing wine for a while, but I found that wine tasted bitter at first, and I didn't like it. Because after waking up like that, my heart will be more bitter. So gradually I learned to use articles to express my loneliness, my different feelings buried in my heart, my inner feelings in the ocean of words, and let it become a memory in the future.
I remember someone wrote in an article: "loneliness is a kind of beauty, slightly sad beauty;" Loneliness is a deep-rooted pain. "When I saw these words, I was deeply attracted. Indeed, the artistic conception of loneliness is beautiful, and it will not be disturbed by the boundary, so I need to savor it carefully. Similarly, the pain of loneliness is unknown, it gradually emerges with the coming of the night and gradually disappears with the departure of the night. Loneliness is always hidden under the night.
When I got carried away, the rain outside the window had stopped, and the wind caressed the curtains, blowing beautiful hair and blowing off the full mood stationery on the table.
Alone tonight.
I gently closed the book A Beautiful Life, closed my eyes and meditated for a long time. This book reminds me a lot.
There are too many touching stories in A Beautiful Life, among which the passing of love moved me the most. This story tells the story of an American teacher. He decided to tell his students how important they are, so he gave everyone a blue ribbon with the words "You are important" written in gold. Then the teacher decided to let the students pass this ribbon and three ribbons together. A little boy handed the ribbon to the supervisor who had helped him, and the supervisor continued to hand it to the boss who had helped him-an irritable and difficult colleague. The boss accepted the ribbon in surprise. At night, the boss kept thinking: who should I give this ribbon to? Finally, the boss handed the ribbon to his son. His son will commit suicide tomorrow! Because the son thinks that his father doesn't love him!
Read this story. I am deeply touched. How incredible it is that a golden ribbon that says "You are important" can save a teenager's life! In fact, this is not just to convey a deep love! Love can save a person's life. How powerful love is!
Now that I think about it, I'm really ashamed. My parents raised me 1 1 year, but I still don't understand how to cherish my parents' love. I remember that in the mid-term exam last semester, my math score was only 89, which was unprecedented! I didn't dare to tell my father, because I would definitely criticize me if I knew it, but I hesitated for three times and finally told my father. I thought my father would severely criticize me, but he calmly explained to me what I had done wrong. I couldn't help it anymore, and I began to cry because I didn't understand my father's love. Afterwards, my father asked me why I was crying. I told my father the reason. Hearing this, the father smiled and said, "Silly son, my father loves you. Even if my father criticizes you, it is for your own good. You will always be my father's good son, you know? " I nodded and felt extremely ashamed. This is my parents' love for me. From now on, I will cherish this love and repay my parents' love with my own actions: study hard, do more housework and learn to be considerate of my parents.
I once again opened the article "The Passing of Love" and read it carefully. That article really made me realize the true meaning of love life, yes. Love needs expression, love, expression and transmission. Use love to influence everyone around you. Spread your love everywhere, starting from your family and starting from your neighbors, so that everyone can feel your love! Let love accompany us forever.
As the saying goes, "time flies, the sun and the moon fly;" Time flies. The sun has risen several times today. When does the moon come out? Today has passed and will come again tomorrow, but if we still want to find this day, will we still find it? Do I live for time? Actually, we didn't. We live for ourselves. Although we race against time, there is no difference between winning and losing. However, we have surpassed ourselves and overcome our determination. So, we have gone beyond time. So he is not the most terrible!
If a person can't control his time, will he control his life? I don't think he will. I am now a student of Grade Two, hanging halfway up the mountain, watching the brothers and sisters at the foot of the lunar calendar struggle, and watching the big brothers and sisters who are about to rush to the top of the mountain, we will feel anxious, and looking back, we will feel ashamed. Only we know how terrible time is. In short, time is a kind of "hate" for me. I hate it. Why do you have time? If there is no time, then I won't be old. If I don't have time, I will never live a day, an hour, a minute and a second. Maybe without time, human beings will be very free. I hate time, that is, he makes me never come back after today, that is, he makes me happy and sad at once. If we don't have time, then we don't have to be afraid when we get to the exam, and we don't have to look forward to when the exam will start and when we will have a holiday. If there is no time, how free it is!
If there is no time, human beings may not survive. If there is no time, then we don't know when the sun rises and when the moon disappears. If there is no time, we don't know how old we are. If there is no time, then we don't have enough sleep. Maybe we don't know what day and night are. In short, we all know that there would be no peace in the world without time. If there is no time, when will our blooming flowers bloom? If there is no time, we will have no social harmony. Perhaps, the world will be chaotic! Therefore, we can never be without time. On the contrary, if there is no time, the world will be much simpler! Should we leave time?
As a seed that has not yet blossomed, we should cheer like this: time is tight for us. If we leave time, we will lose a bright future. The ideal door is opening to us. We don't want to lose a bright future. Time will accompany me forever!
The word "company" seems simple but heavy. Companionship can be seen everywhere in life. It carries love to people's hearts, but it really needs an experienced interpreter to interpret this ordinary "companionship". -inscription
I still remember my mother's amiable smile when I was a child; I still remember my mother's enthusiastic encouragement when I was a child; I still remember my mother's tireless teaching when I was a child. She used her precious time and patience to guide me to success and accompany me to grow up silently.
Mom, you gave me life first. It was you who conceived in October that showed me this colorful world. You are still my first teacher. When I was still in your belly, you often walked to the overpass, pointed to the sky, white clouds, green trees and red flowers, and whispered their names to me. Although we are separated by a layer of belly, I'm sure I heard everything. Why else did I learn to speak so early?
Mom, you are my best teacher. When I was a child, when I was babbling, you bought a picture book for your child and patiently pointed it at me to teach me to read and understand things. After a preliminary understanding, you bought me a picture book of Journey to the West for me to read when I was bored. As soon as I saw the lifelike Monkey King, my troubles had long been forgotten and I was immersed in the joy of Journey to the West. Under your guidance, I slowly walked into the hall of knowledge and learned a lot about being a man.
Mom, you are my friendliest friend. Whenever I have any happiness or sadness, I will share it with you and enjoy the joy of success and the reflection of failure together. In the face of success, you told me, "Although you have succeeded, don't be proud, make persistent efforts." In the face of failure, you told me: "Failure is the mother of success." When I have my own hobbies, you will support me and let me explore my potential in my hobbies.
Mother, you are like a ray of light in a black hole; You are like a compass in the sea; You are like a lead in the vast Yuan Ye; Let me get comfort in confusion, fear and loss and regain my confidence. Although I have grown up gradually, every word of yours is deeply hidden in my heart and will never be erased. Now as long as I encounter difficulties again, I will unconsciously think of your words and that unforgettable memory.
Yes, my mother accompanied me silently, and her smile made me more confident; It is her encouragement that makes me motivated; It is her teaching that keeps me improving myself. Your slightest gesture is like a word, mom. You let me know the true meaning of "companionship". You are an experienced interpreter.
When I woke up, I found myself sitting in a cinema. Then a woman appeared on the screen. She held a baby in her arms and said, "Is this my son? Aze, you look so small. " I suddenly found that the woman on the screen was my mother. Then, I remember people often say that after death, a person's life will appear in front of him in the form of lanterns.
The picture on the screen began to jump to childhood. At that time, our family of three had always been very harmonious. Let's go to the park to feed the goldfish, go to the playground to take photos with cartoon characters, and go to see the shining fireworks. Now think about how happy we were then. But then I began to rebel and often quarreled with my family because of a little thing. Later, the communication between us was much less. When I saw this place, my tears had quietly fallen. My heart is full of regret. If I hadn't died, how much I wanted to see them again, how much I wanted to make up with them, and how much I wanted to repay their upbringing and companionship for more than ten years.
Then, I started junior high school. This stage of junior high school is full of good memories, and there are scenes of teachers and classmates talking and laughing with me on the screen. Among them, what impressed me the most was Mr. Tang's kind smiling face. She has given me countless' help', and she touched me the most. She accompanied me throughout junior high school. That time, in a conversation with me in the corridor, Mr. Tang asked me about my study and gave me ways to learn. Finally, she said, "I've been paying attention to you." This sentence warms my heart That time, I lost the game on the playground, but Teacher Tang took my hand and told me to be brave and strong. That time, I was lying on the table because I was unwell. Teacher Tang came over and stroked my forehead, asked about my illness and told me to pay attention to my health. Thought of here, my tears fell down again. They spent the whole junior high school with me, and I really want to see them again.
Behind the screen is the scene where I was hit by a building. I'm ready to leave. I turned around and suddenly saw my good friend Wang Fang who had been with me for more than ten years. We have been good friends since childhood, doing homework, traveling and partying together. But why is she here? At this time, the screen shows that Wang Fang is saving me in the building. But the picture began to play back. When the building collapsed, a passerby pulled me away with one hand, and Wang Fang was in the building. I asked her why this happened, and she said, "God allowed her to modify the contents of a new lantern in order to reward her for her brave quality." I asked her why she didn't use it on herself. She said, "We have been together for more than ten years." "Then will you stay with me?" I asked. She didn't make any noise, but I also knew. I walked out of the cinema and said my last goodbye to her.
I suddenly woke up from bed and found that I had no scars at all. I suddenly thought of Wang Fang, and I immediately ran to Wang Fang's house. I kept knocking at the door, but there was no response.