Meeting you is the most beautiful accidental composition. 1 is the time when flowers bloom in one season, early spring of a year.
This season is beautiful and full of vitality. I will remember to hold hands and chat with you, and I will remember to ride around the world with you. Looking back, there is no you behind me. Nothing suddenly occurred to me, but it was always in my mind.
My room is a mess, full of all kinds of articles and letters. When I was a child, my parents and friends gave me birthday gifts, beloved stationery and toys. I always hate to throw these away. I always feel that the room is very large and there will always be crowded space. The more things I have, the more I cherish friendship. However, no matter how big the room is, it will pile up. I don't want to throw things. It's frustrating to throw things, but the feeling of being afraid to buy new things because there are too many things is even worse. In fact, the human heart is not such a small room. You put everything you think is important in it. Then, there is no room in your heart. In the future, you will miss the people and things that moved you. Clean the room. Throw away what you missed and say goodbye to them. You will find that sitting in a clean and tidy room will make you feel very comfortable. When you grow up, you will always leave. However, in our farewell, we grew up and matured. ...
I'm afraid of being unfamiliar, and I'm even more afraid of leaving. However, people have to get used to it. At this time, we need to be brave and let go. I have a very good friend. We have been friends for five years. But we are like magnets without magnetism. No matter how close we are, it's in vain. Just met, she took good care of me, and slowly, we became good friends who talked about everything. It's just that time and distance make us strange. I used to go back without hesitation. Pass on our friendship with a note. They say I won't look back until I hit the south wall. I said, I'm not willing to, so many years of friendship, said disillusionment is disillusioned. In the end, we are like two intersecting lines. With the intersection, we finally went further and further ... I abandoned our past. Since it is irreparable, I will learn to let go. I said goodbye to her. My friends say I am mature and generous. I thought, did she give it to me?
I like a sentence very much. I am an emotional person, but it doesn't mean that I have to take all my feelings with me. A few months later, I met a friend. I have never seen her before, but I don't think I have seen her for a long time. She became my bosom friend. Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was in the dim light. Perhaps, turning around is another scenery. Perhaps, farewell is another beginning.
I don't regret meeting you. On the contrary, I am grateful to meet you. Meeting you is my most beautiful accident. Thank you for the happiness you once brought me, and thank you for appearing in my most beautiful years. From now on, may you smile like a flower. The sun is shining outside, and the corners of my mouth unconsciously touch a smile. ...
Meeting you is the most beautiful unexpected composition. I put you in the most conspicuous place on my desk, but you never make public, always as peaceful as a sleeping baby. As long as I am free, I will look at you and my thoughts will follow back to the moment when we first met. ...
Lonely moon, lonely street lamp, lonely street … In short, loneliness is like a ghost, and I subconsciously looked up. How did I walk to the edge of the campus and look at the empty campus? The campus that once carried my hopes is now like a demon with a big mouth, devouring my infinite pride and glory. How many times, I am the most enviable angel, and my academic performance is my most beautiful wing. This time, my performance was like a fighter plane that was shot down, and I was more like a pilot who didn't have time to parachute. Only the dry wind wandered in the air. How I wish I were a yellow leaf withered by the roadside and let the wind take me to a place where no one can see me. My throat is like a cotton ball at the thought of being at home. Although my parents didn't say anything, I felt very depressed. This is the first time in my life that I feel the heavy air and bid farewell to the waxy dinner and the loss of my parents. I fled the house, and I wanted to bury myself in this bleak late autumn, with sadness and cold.
Bleak aimlessly filled the campus, but also filled with my fragile heart, where can I tolerate my loneliness! How I want to shout at the sky, but I am afraid of disturbing the peace and harmony of passers-by …
It was at that moment, perhaps because of the perspective. The weak and dazzling light makes my nerves a little strange. I approached you and met you under that kind old tree-a small piece of paper folded into a heart. I hugged you curiously. I spread out under the street lamp and saw a few lines of son-in-law written on it:
Angela:
Don't be sad, everything will pass, and failure is not your final freeze. Think that every time you have a plan, face life, cheer up, and depression is the loser's commitment to the world. Believe in yourself, the sun will be brighter after dark.
Your good friend: Angie. "
Oh, it turned out to be a letter to myself. Could it be that I failed in the exam like me, or something unpleasant happened? I don't think about it anymore I just feel an impulse to cry, and I feel a smile on my lips. I folded you into a heart again, held it tightly in my hand and put it on my chest.
I'm sitting at my desk, and I don't feel knocked down by failure anymore, but I always look at you from time to time. It was you who sent a bright smile into my heart with confidence and optimism.
Maybe it was a casual accident to meet you, but now you are the most beautiful accident in my memory.
Meeting you is the most beautiful unexpected composition 3. Hold your head high, move your feet carefully, and gently pick reddish fingers. After passing by here, I slipped by there, and frames of books broke into my pupils, and then I skipped away, swimming around in the sea of books, turning and turning, and I was still walking.
When I went to the book building to buy books, I found that there were so many people writing and so many famous poems were printed and put on the shelves. This discovery is not that I seldom patronize bookstores, but that I seldom patronize such a large bookstore. Naturally, I often go to some small bookstores, and the scale is naturally not as good as that of buildings. On this stage, most of them are fine works, literature, philosophy and religion, and a series of simple and elegant binding are quietly arranged. Some people can't see so many colorful books, so many dazzling titles and writers. Maybe, I am picky, maybe, I am conceited, or I know nothing about prejudice. I'm really not interested in reading fancy books.
Turn around, turn around. I accidentally hit the bookcase, but it's okay. It just hurts a little. Rub it and you'll be fine. Half a meter away, you stood in front of me, and I knew that through the pupil, we entered each other's world. My every move has become an image. You are looking at me, performing intentionally or unintentionally, and I am looking at you, as if you are striding forward. Perhaps, I didn't understand your true expression, didn't listen to your heartfelt words, just jumped over on impulse. So, I met you-Tian Wei. So, I heard your heart-Half an acre of flowers.
"Meet all the arrangements, no resentment and sadness, calm and calm. Such a life will be proud and glorious. So I decided to refuse embarrassment and all the sadness ... "Just like the photos you left on the title page, your sunny eyes and sweet smile, your words kept your beauty, which made me feel deeply. I began to try to blend into your world and found that you like Xiao Hong and Zhang Ailing as much as I do. I find that you are also willing to make a bag of instant coffee and lean on your desk when you are lonely ... I find that I am not the only one who has settled down to hum songs.
After reading a lot of your logs, I saw a real three-dimensional you, and let me devote myself to your "blue sky at the bottom of the valley". Your novel, a song from the 1980s, is the most exciting and delicate spiritual history. 2 1 year-old you, like a flower, left early with a swan song, but made the spring of your immortal life. More than 500,000 collections left a deep impression on us. ...
Now, I snuggle up by the cold window and think over and over again under the midnight light. No sound pierced my soul, only you, at the desk, I don't know where the wind came from, reciting your distant poems for me, hovering leisurely under my dim lamp. You come from the desert, you come from the ice field, you will go to the hills full of flowers, you will go to the stormy sea ... In an instant, you are everywhere in my mind.
Everything is beautiful, Iraq is in the center. Looking back, I really met it.
Meeting you is the most beautiful unexpected composition. I will always remember that the day I met you was a day in March, a season full of spring.
At that time, I was still in the first grade of junior high school, and I didn't adapt to junior high school life when I went to junior high school, so I couldn't find the fun of learning. I will publish some sad articles and reprint some sad sentences on the internet, and those logs will always be very popular.
If you don't speak the same language as me, if you don't read my diary, if you don't add QQ number, maybe we won't know each other in this life. Meeting you is the most beautiful accident. I believe it is fate that makes us meet.
When you talked to me a few times ago, I always felt that I had nothing to say to a stranger. Every time you talk to me, you just close the dialog box and feel bored. That day, you sent me a bunch of "Hello". I asked you how to add me. You told me it was because of one of my journals that I paid attention to you. After reading your information, I am only four years older than me. I have called you uncle many times.
You told me that you like novels and music. You are famous for singing well at school. You and I both like Jay Chou's songs, and I also love music. You said that listening to the concert would forget all the unhappy things, and the lyrics would touch the sadness in my heart. I don't understand some lyrics. Please help me understand them word for word. Looking at the main idea of the English lyrics you sent me back, I will admire you in my heart, and the style of worship will be so good. Meeting you is really the most beautiful accident.
During the summer vacation, we chat more and more, share new things around us, and often pour out our depression. After chatting with you, we always feel that our hearts are brighter and our troubles and sorrows are much less.
You said you felt that after knowing me, you felt that life had meaning. I don't know if it's true, but my life has really changed because of you. When my grades drop or I encounter difficulties in my study, you will help me to make a clear direction, and then tell me many times to study hard; Sometimes they will ask me to write more articles and exercise my writing level. Say good night to me every day and tell me to go to bed early and eat more ... I am very moved by your concern and help. When I walk on the road, when I think of you, I will laugh loudly. Although we have never met, I like being with you.
Sometimes I always feel that these beautiful things are as beautiful as dreams. Whether the ending is happy or sad, I cherish it. Meeting you is the most beautiful accident. I will study hard and find you to continue this beautiful accident when I grow up.