There is a golden sun embedded in the blue sky, and a white cloud is floating in the clear sky, like a lonely sail on the blue sea. The sound of running water "Ding-dong, Ding-dong" came from my ear, like a beautiful tune. In the face of this scene, the big crystal tears of beans flowed out of my eyes, cold and cold. Five years ago, in this beautiful place, two children often played together, one was me and the other was her. We knew each other soon and were inseparable. We will go to the stream to catch small fish and play while catching them. After a while, dozens of lively fish were caught by us and put into a small bucket. Looking at those small fish who want to "go home", you and I have sympathy from time to time and put the fish back to their "home". The most interesting thing is wishing. Under the peach tree by the stream, we made a wish together, closed our eyes and made a wish quietly ... After opening our eyes, we quietly hung up the wishing bottle that had already been written. I hooked her little finger and said, "Pull the hook, hang yourself, and it won't change for a hundred years." We also made a promise: we will always be good friends and play together forever! We both "sloped" a smile at the same time, which was brighter than flowers. ...
However, the weather is unpredictable. During the year we were together, I was moving. Hearing the news, she and I couldn't help crying. She said to me, "We are still good friends. No matter where we are, our promise will always be valid! " "My tears, like the source of spring water, kept pouring out and wet my clothes. We sat on the grass together and looked at the blue sky until the sun went down. ...
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. In an instant, the day I left, the sky was clearer and bluer than before. I will leave by train. She handed me a letter and a present when I got on the bus. I quickly said, "Thank you!" At this time, the voice of the conductor came out: "Attention, passengers, the train is about to leave, please get ready!" "I hurried to the trunk and sat by the window. From time to time, the sound of the train "meowing" and the sound of rail collision came from my ear. The sound was deafening. As she ran, she waved to me and shouted, "Don't forget our agreement!" " "I managed to smile, because I already feel like a knife. I also responded loudly: "I won't forget it!" "I also waved to her, watching her gradually disappear on the side of the road, and my heart was more painful and indescribable.
2. Help me write, not necessarily, prose poems about missing my old classmates. All streams return to the sea.
Not necessarily. All days are sunny. Of course, every idea comes from you.
My dearest friends! Whenever the curtain of the night slowly opens and I miss you, the protagonist on the night stage will appear in black and pink. Although there are comedies, there are also tragedies.
But the plot will never change, this plot comes from you-friend! Tonight, sitting at the window, my thoughts still appear as scheduled. In the dissolved moonlight, in the thick night.
I open my heart to you, tell you my secret, and tell you my heart. Are you listening, my dearest friend? Do you feel that my tired soul feels warm and gratified because of you? Friend, my dearest friend! Pure friendship with you is like a cup of thick juice, sweet and delicious.
Pure friendship with you is like mellow wine with a long aftertaste. Whenever I taste this sweet juice, whenever I drink this sweet wine, my heart is drunk! Because of this sweet juice, this sweet wine brought me the joy of the sky and the deep greetings from the ocean! Friends, my dearest friends! Whether you are in the snow-capped north or the south in spring, whether you are far away or close at hand, my heart will beat with you.
Friend, I will think of you in this small space and miss you hard! Second, I miss you far away. I remember a poet said, "Don't linger on the shore of yesterday, don't lick the pain of the past frequently." Yes, people always wave their hands, say goodbye to the past years, raise their eyebrows and look forward to the future.
If you indulge in thoughts and memories, history will not advance and mankind will not progress. Life is never a poem, life is always a song.
Time is rolling the Yangtze River, flowing eastward day and night. Standing on the clear river bank, although I miss you very far.
But I will also brush the green willows by the river and go straight ahead with the beat of the waves. Wandering on the loess in a foreign land, although I deeply miss you in the distance.
But I will also meet the sunrise at dawn, catch up with the sun and go straight ahead. Wandering in the rough sea, although I miss you far away.
But I will also raise my ideal sail, chase the falling white clouds and keep moving forward. Travel long distances, although I miss you in the distance.
But I will also hum a brisk ballad and walk forward with firm steps. Advance in thoughts, advance in thoughts.
Miss hand in hand and keep pace with the times. Who dares to say that we are not lovers of poetry gardens, and who dares to say that we are not the pride of the future! Third, the reverie of the sea, the fun of the forest, and the waves of Mesa.
How many people have dreamed, how many people have pursued. Standing on the soft beach of Dameisha overlooking the vast sea.
The sea in the distance is calm, sailing is a little bit, and the sea and Europe are dancing. What a beautiful sea view! Yes, the beautiful sea is like a stroke of God's genius, cleverly outlined under the blue sky and white clouds. Marvel Comics marveled at the vastness and calmness of the sea.
She is always shy like a gentle girl, and her face is like a peach blossom. She gives people beautiful enjoyment with a peaceful heart! There is a cool breeze blowing in the distance, which makes people feel chilly. With the cool breeze, wave after wave.
In an instant, the tranquility of the sea was broken and a wave of tide came in. Oh! Ocean, are you sad? Sea.
Are you anxious? Are you like my heart at this time? If you are bored, you can vent as much as you like! With your tides, with your waves, with your tears ... do you know? Your surging tide washed not only this silver beach, but also my soul! Your surging waves took away not only this small sand and stone, but also my shallow sadness! You are not only singing the love song of the sea, but also singing the movement of my life! Oh! The sea, the vast and beautiful sea! Expand.
3. Writing in summer vacation, missing classmates and school composition. I miss myself in the summer vacation.
Life at school is regular, step by step, school life at two o'clock and one line, three meals a day, punctuality, language, numbers, sound, body and beauty fill the weekdays, and homework exercises really occupy free time. Teachers, classmates and friends meet every day, but they will still panic if they don't see each other for a day. Family and neighbors can only meet in the morning and evening, and when they see neighbors, they nod and smile and say hello. I hope I can have a holiday when I go to school. I can sleep more in the morning, stay up late at night, watch TV and surf the Internet ... I don't have to burn the midnight oil every day to catch up on my homework. ...
Finally, the long summer vacation has come. You can watch TV, surf the Internet, sleep and stay up all night. Sleep in the morning and wake up naturally, deal with two casually, and start doing summer homework, not long before noon. What should I do? I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat, so I can only put off lunch until the afternoon. It's very hot, I want to go swimming. I want to ask some classmates and friends, and then I remember to go back to my hometown or go out for the summer vacation. I am lonely, scratching around in the pool. Really boring! My parents have to cope with their tasks. There are telephone calls for post inspection every day. In their view, Yang Bailao met Huang Shiren-"avoiding debts". Watching the calendar being torn off page by page, I panicked and realized that * * * had been saying: Have you finished your homework, read the extracurricular books, kept a diary, and online work finished it? ....., to see if it's all finished. Summer vacation is more tiring than school. Grandma became fond of complaining. * * * *' s face is often sunny and cloudy, and Dad's face is always black. As for me, look at them and think about myself. Be smart and act quickly!
Miss teachers, classmates and friends! I want to go back to school quickly and start a new life!
4. Think of an essay that misses your deskmate.
He is not special, but extraordinary; He is not tall, but he has a high position in my heart; He is not handsome,
But very friendly to people, very concerned and sincere to friends. He is my deskmate, Julia. I don't like to call him by his first name, but only by his nickname Julia.
When I was a freshman, I didn't find that he had many advantages, but after getting along with him for a long time, this view changed. When I was a sophomore, I found that my former deskmate was so good, which made me miss him very much, and this kind of missing is not a day or two, but every day. Maybe missing is really a disease. Whenever I see him at school, no matter when there are many people around, I will shout, "Julia, I miss you so much!" " "At this time, he always answered me helplessly:" I know, I know. "But I will still be very happy.
Whenever I think back to my first year of high school, Julia's shadow always comes to my mind. He is a representative of math class and has good grades. Maybe that's why. The teacher asked him to be my deskmate and tutor me. At first, I was afraid to ask him questions, because I didn't know him well, and his cold expression all day made me even more afraid. But once he asked me, "Have you finished all your homework?" I shook my head. "Then why don't you ask me? The teacher won't let me go if your grades don't go up. " His tone implied reproach. Then he told me earnestly: "The teacher transferred me to sit with you because he wanted me to tutor you and improve your grades." I nodded my head. From then on, I dared to ask him questions and worked hard every day.
Next semester, near the end of the semester, because I really don't want to disappoint him, I began to work hard and dare not relax. After all, the goal I promised him before has not been achieved. One thing that impressed me deeply-a math exam, I actually got 109, an unprecedented high score! ! ! I told him the good news at once, and he was pleased with me and encouraged me to continue my efforts. Finally, in the last exam of senior one, I made great progress and finally lived up to his expectations! ! When I was a sophomore, I was a liberal arts student, and he was a science student. The classroom was far away. But I don't think distance is a problem. Now, Julia has become my motivation to study, and I will make progress because of him. He is the person I am most grateful to! In order not to disappoint him, I will study hard!
Without him in the second year of high school, it is equivalent to losing a good deskmate and good friend. He knows me very well and can always read my mind. I am also happy to chat with him. He is a very cheerful and optimistic person. Even if I make a mistake, he won't care. He will forgive me. He's really nice.
Julia, I miss you. I miss you all day!
This article is dedicated to my dear Julia. This article expresses my thoughts about Julia. -P.S.
The 5.600-word composition "I miss my classmates during the holiday" finally ended in the winter vacation, and everyone was very happy, so we could have fun for 24 days. However, I think these 24 days are particularly difficult.
At first, I was as happy as other students. But soon, I found that I never cared about my classmates who used to get along day and night. Even I wonder if I am a little cold, but now I miss them a little.
What do I miss about them? I miss being with my classmates: I miss talking to girls; Miss the scene of jumping rubber bands with everyone; I miss having classes with my classmates.
I hope these 24 days will pass quickly, so that I can meet my dear classmates.
6. I miss the 600-word composition of my primary school classmates. I was walking outside the classroom this afternoon when Enron took out a notebook from a red bag and said to me, "Dong, Zhao's message!" " "Leave a message?" Out of curiosity, I went out with my book. I haven't opened it since I went out. Because I miss Zhao very much. She goes to school in the northeast this year. Will she come back? If I open it, I will miss her more. I went to the playground and said to me, "Is this news from Zhao?" "Well, yes!" I answered. "Is there any more in physical education class?" "Oh, I'll put it back!" My curiosity rose a little, so I opened it. It says: Dong, when you read this message, I have already returned to the Northeast. When you knew I was going to be transferred, you cried too much. I really shouldn't have let you know. By the way, please tell Zhang, Zhang and Zhang that I have no gifts for them. My mother called them away in a hurry, but they will always be my good friends. Thank you for letting me know the power of friendship, my friend! "After reading it, I cried.
I walked to the door of the classroom. Zhang Dina saw me crying and asked, "What happened to Dong Mengxin?" : "I'm fine." I said, "Tell me anything and I'll help you!" " "I didn't tell you anything, why are you so annoyed!" I said grumpily. Say that finish, I ran into the classroom and put away the guest book. When I walked out of the classroom and saw Dina Zhang still there, I said to her, "Dina Zhang, I'm sorry, I miss Zhao so much. I just read her message again. " . . . . . ""Oh, I know, I don't blame you. I also received a short message from Zhao, and I was sorry that she left. "At some point, Zhang Dina also left tears." But do you think Zhao will come back? "I asked her." Yes, she will definitely come back, but she said she would come, hoping to see our smiling faces instead of tears ... "Now we cry even more. We squatted in the corner and cried together ... Zhao, you must come back! We still study and play together ... wherever you are, I will bless you and you will always be my good friend!
7. Find an essay, composition and other thoughts about missing primary school.
I went to the window and looked into the distance. The breeze blew gently and intoxicated me. In the intoxication, I remembered my six-year life in primary school.
How charming and reluctant primary school life is. Now, we also go our separate ways to create a better future. Unexpectedly, we are filled with emotion.
I miss my teacher. Because in these six years of primary school life, we are like a seedling, watered by the teacher. When I make a mistake, the teacher inculcates, educates and convinces me; When I succeeded, my teacher praised me and taught me not to be proud, so I never boasted about myself and went up a flight of stairs. Ah! Dear teacher, you have worked hard!
I miss my classmates. Ear, there seems to be the voice of students reading; And the laughter of the students; There is also our laughing figure-in every corner, we have left unforgettable memories. The past is vivid and fresh in my memory.
I miss my alma mater. Under the guidance of our alma mater, we have gained a lot. We have gained many friends and new knowledge, which makes us become knowledgeable and reasonable good students.
Now, we have graduated. The teacher's teaching, the sound of our reading and the laughter of our classmates are still lingering in our ears.
Everything has an end, and time is gone forever! Ah! I want to see the lovely campus, teach our teachers and encourage my students.
Ah! Goodbye, lovely alma mater!
8. The format of this letter describes the missing of someone. Dear teacher x:
Hello!
In September this year, due to my father's work, I transferred from rural primary school in Ningde to Cangshan primary school. Do you remember? When I first transferred here, I felt lonely and helpless because I was in a strange place. You specially arranged a suitable position for me-The monitor on duty, which enabled me to give full play to my management ability. Yes, when I was studying in the rural areas of Ningde, I worked as a monitor for several years and accumulated some experience in class management. But becoming The monitor on duty is an unattainable position for other transfer students, even an extravagant hope. But you did not hesitate to give me this sacred position. Your trusting eyes filled my young heart with hope. When I am extremely grateful for your infinite trust and affirmation, I have worked very hard for the class and made a negligible contribution to it.
Every morning, I actively maintain the classroom order of morning reading classes, so that all my classmates can study by themselves in the morning. When I started doing eye exercises, I asked all my classmates to protect their "windows of the soul". At noon and afternoon, I quickly and neatly lined up the school road team to let the students walk out of the campus with neat steps. Although I have done so much work for the class, it is only a drop in the ocean. I love my class more.
Teacher, how much effort and sweat have you paid for our class? When the math teacher is on a business trip, you have several classes every day, and your mellow voice is a little hoarse, but you always smile at us. When school is over at night, you should stay and make up lessons for us. Although you have devoted so much effort and time to us and are so worried about us, you don't expect anything in return. Whenever we see our excellent achievements, we will show a knowing smile, which is a heartfelt smile. When you smile, we also smile, so happy and brilliant. It is our greatest wish to make teachers laugh happily every day.
Wish you all the best.
Work smoothly, all the best!
Your student: xxx