Three years will pass, and the arrival of the college entrance examination will write a perfect ending for my three years in high school. Dreaming back to the midsummer of that year, the blue and hazy teenager completed his growth in the baptism of autumn wind. My classmates and teachers who have been with me for three years meet in this big family of love, which is also the beginning of our beauty.
Xia Chan's chirping composed a magnificent movement for the senior high school entrance examination. In music, I became a little note. That is not a great contribution, nor is it a great heart. I close the window that God gave me, and I no longer pay attention to the noise and prosperity of the world. In autism, I lost my self-confidence and the power to walk into other people's hearts.
When we first met, the Woods in the sun were mottled like dreams. Walking on the path next to the trees, Guanghua shed a piece of fluorescence through the dense leaves. Small fluorescence fell on the girl's head, shoulders, skirt and my heart. As night falls, the curtain of the dream kingdom is pulled down, and my hazy eyes are opened. The dark sky covered my green eyes, and the campus at night added an indescribable touch. I waited for the sun to rise in the silent night. I was shocked by the fantasy it brought me. I was confused about how to choose the future road. Thanks to the turning of the wheel of destiny, we met, and also thanks to the campus for leaving us with stirring youth notes.
Graffiti on the wall and dust on the wall are all signs of our youth. You selflessly tolerate me and thank you for your campus. Because of you, we have a meeting place, lovely classmates and respectable teachers. Thank you, thank you for making us have the best meeting.
Beautiful Meeting 2 It's raining again. The dripping water on the eaves, the biting cold breeze, people pushing each other ... Everything seems so boring!
I stand under the bus stop sign and wait for the bus. Another bright yellow light appeared. I don't know which bus it is. The car stopped slowly and the crowd swarmed again. The originally empty carriage was instantly crowded with people, and even the air felt dull and depressed. Get on the bus first and find a seat quickly. Such weather and daytime fatigue make it a pleasure to sit on the bus seat for a while.
Here we go again. The old people led the children on the bus, and the bright smiling faces chattered about their experiences on campus, making the carriage more interesting. The wrinkles on the old people's faces also huddled with laughter, and their kind eyes wrapped around the children, full of care and love. That kind of ordinary and sincere love is a similar trait of many parents and elders.
At this time, a figure stood up from his seat, smiled shyly and gently, and said, "Grandpa, please sit down." That is a high school student who has just left school. The old man waved his hand and said no, but stubbornly asked the old man to sit down and said that he would come to the station. At the other end of the carriage, such a warm scene is also being staged. The carriage was suddenly filled with warmth, and the fog on the window reflected the sweet smiles of the passengers.
Soon I got out of the car, and the oncoming cold wind, ice and rain rushed at me and wet my cuffs. Despite the wind and rain, my heart is warm I looked up at the moving bus. The students who gave up their seats haven't got off the bus yet. I don't know how long it will take to get to the station. His clumsy but sincere lies are especially warm on the bus.
Walking on the road covered with puddles, the rain gradually subsided, and the whole world was washed into bright green, smiling in the light rain. The wind is still blowing, but it is not as arrogant as before, but a little more gentle.
I feel warm when I think of that ordinary rainy night. Ordinary actions and words have extraordinary sincerity. A car full of strangers met the same beautiful warmth under the same bright yellow light.
Beautiful meeting 3 dreams, what a beautiful word, it can give people hope and yearning. However, if you want to realize your dream, you can only meet a better self on the way to a dream.
I am a third-grade pupil. When I was in kindergarten, I saw my sister dancing on the stage so graceful and beautiful, so I planted a dream seed in my heart-I want to dance and bring happiness to people!
I told my mother my thoughts loudly, and my mother said to me seriously, "dancing is not an easy task." Jump if you want! " ! But once you choose to dance, you should be responsible for your dreams. No matter what difficulties you encounter, no matter how difficult it is, you must stick to it. "I agreed with confidence and embarked on the dream of learning dance.
During the time when I started studying, I learned happily because I was full of interest. But gradually, with the increasing difficulty of dancing, my interest has been decreasing, and I even began to hate dancing. Once in class, the teacher gave us leg press for the first time, and I cried with pain. After class, I said to my mother in dismay, "Mom, learning dance is too difficult and too bitter." I don't want to learn. " My mother said to me earnestly, "Dancing is your dream and your own choice. You promised to stick to it, and you can't give up when you encounter some difficulties. If you want to jump out of the beautiful dance and bring happiness to everyone, you must not be afraid of suffering and continue to learn! " With the comfort and encouragement of my mother, I have to continue to learn dance.
Learn to learn, and gradually like dancing again. Leg press, cheating, bending over, rolling ... Every dance movement contains my sweat and tears, but every time I overcome a difficulty, I can feel the happiness of success. Now, I have performed and competed on the stage many times, even on TV, bringing joy and laughter to the audience, and I have also obtained a certificate of Grade 7 in dance.
On the way to dancing, I finally realized that success is not easy. Only by never giving up, never giving up, and working hard to build a dream, can we make continuous progress and gradually become better. Stick to your dreams and make yourself better!
Beautiful Meeting 4 Thanks for meeting you.
That year, I just came, just stepped into this new hall, and everything was unknown. I met you. Oh, dear teacher.
You teach math, and your classes are colorful and unpredictable. Those meaningless mathematical formulas, in your mouth, seem to be enchanted and turned into wonderful notes. You are always "lazy" and the types of questions are always changing. In order to save time, let's enjoy the mathematical world you created for us. You always wave your hand, and the dense formulas on the blackboard are swept away. After a class, I sacrificed a piece of chalk, and my hands were like gouache and colorful.
Of course, you are serious sometimes. A chorus after military training, we underestimated the enemy too much, and the whole team was lazy, let alone singing. The result can be imagined. At that moment, everyone was very uncomfortable, very astringent and silent. In the moonlight, it was quiet all around, and other classes were celebrating the victory, but you took us to sum up our shortcomings under the big tree in the playground. At first, you were tough and serious, but when you spoke, you choked up. Everyone looked down at the swaying shadow on the ground. I bit my lip and saw a ray of moonlight shining on your face through the treetops. A breeze blew and my eyes were red. Since then, we have been taking everything seriously. Under your leadership, we have gone further and higher.
And that time, my grades dropped badly. During that time, I was a little overwhelmed and listless all day. Look in your eyes, talk to me and help me analyze ... Through the window, the whole night has deepened, and when I came, the sky was still glowing with a faint red light.
Oh, thank you! Thank you for letting me meet you in this most beautiful year. I invite you to give me an award at the People of the Month Award Ceremony. You patted me on the shoulder, filled with emotion. You said, "It's good to know you!" "Say that finish, your eyes are moist, and something glittering and translucent is flashing.
Yes, nice to meet you!
This wonderful encounter has aroused ripples in my heart and made life colorful and beautiful!
It's wonderful to meet 50000 people, but it's still very strong, and it's the wind from east to west, north and south.
Notes before the text of a book or after the title of an article.
Acacia trees in school are in bloom.
Its beauty is breathtaking. I don't know when it opened, but I looked up and met this acacia tree. In an instant, the heartbeat missed the beat.
Its flowers are whispering, hidden in dense green leaves, with deep purple under the ears, but the top is illuminated by the sun, and a gust of wind blows, and the petals fall to the ground. I can't bear to see it. I feel a little sad at the thought of petals falling to the ground and being smashed into mud.
But this sadness is fleeting, and the petals fall to the ground as thick as a carpet. When the wind blows, the petals are like waves, and they are stacked one after another, which is a purple sea of flowers. The falling petals are lavender in color, which satisfies people's fantasy of beautiful things.
This is the first time we have met.
I thought it would go on like this, but it rained continuously these days. I can't help worrying again. I think you were bitten by the strong wind and mercilessly beaten by the rain. What it really means is that wind and rain always beat you away.
The second time we met was the day after the rain. Your ears are obviously much less, only a little lavender, mixed with a large area of green, too weak and fragile. That purple is more colourful, not Tai Su. I'm glad that despite the storms, you took them as baptism. You don't look disgusting, but you have a few spikelets, which look more beautiful.
Life, isn't it Strikes and setbacks are a baptism of life, in order to make you stronger. All you need to do is smile and stick to it. Finally, there will always be some budding flowers hanging on the branches to repay your past persistence.
Rummanmanqi Xiu Yuan Xi, I will search up and down.
This is really a wonderful meeting.
Meet at six o'clock tomorrow, and she will leave, so fast, so fast. Although I already knew the news that she was leaving, I cried at the moment I left. I thought I could be strong and face her departure with a smile, but I still cried when I saw that face, that information package and that classmate record. People are not vegetation, how to face such a situation without being sad?
Today, she said goodbye to us, a data package and a classmate record. We all cried. Tears filled our whole face and our eyes were red. She even burst into tears. Parting is painful. I don't want to face parting. When I think about it carefully, I suddenly feel as if she came to see us yesterday, but she will leave today. Too soon, too soon, I can't believe she's leaving. I'll never see my hands crossed on my chest again. I can't see the dancing figure in class, never see it again, never see the smiling face, never see it again, never see it with a straight face, I said we didn't do well in the exam, never see it again, never see it again …
She taught me a lot. She told me to adapt, she told me to change, he told me that I had a management style, but she had to leave ... When she gave us a gift, we all cried, and several naughty classmates also cried. I think the usual prank is just a disguise. When love is strong, everything can change. When love is deep, everything will cry for it
A word has shaken the hearts of many students, and who knows how many students are changing, acting, working hard and struggling because of her words? Because of what she said, we should do well in the exam ... Zhou Xiao, wait, we will meet again in three years. After three years, I will become strong, brave and change.
Zhou Xiao, I really can't bear to part with you. I really want to cry. You made me cry, hum, meow,
Cho, I don't want to be apart from you ...
Wonderful Meeting 7 Before school started, we didn't know each other. When we first met after school, you smiled at me and said nothing, but I saw your cheerful and optimistic face.
I met you again when I walked home alone from school that day. So we live on the same street. Thanks for this meeting, we got to know each other and became good friends. From then on, we went home together after school every day.
One day, something happened at school, so the school was late. I happened to be on duty that day. It's almost dusk, and I can't help worrying. I watched the sun gradually sink to the horizon, and looked at my classmates on duty, looking for someone who was on the same road with me. Unfortunately, no one. I can't help but feel scared when I think that I will walk alone on a dark road without street lights. I hurried to wash the mop and wanted to finish the day's work quickly. I met you when I flew to the bathroom with a mop.
You stood at the stairs, panting, and I couldn't help calling out your name and asking, "What are you doing back in the classroom? Isn't school already over? " You smiled and said, "I'll wait for you and go home together. We are good friends! " "At that moment, I felt infinite warmth.
After the duty, we walked home together. My heart is no longer afraid. Although it is already dark, we are still talking and laughing together. The moonlight seems particularly bright today. The moonlight shines on your face, and your face looks more beautiful and moving. I look at you and I am deeply moved.
Good to see you, my friend!
Thank god, let me meet you, let us become friends and go on together; Thank you for coming into my life and making my junior high school life more colorful.
This is a wonderful meeting. ...
Beautiful meeting 8 winding mountain road, when thirsty, meeting the old man selling water is enough happiness; When stumbling in the vast sand sea, it is really rare to meet passing camel teams. Long life, key intersection, meeting noble people, it is worth remembering!
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When I was born, I opened my eyes and saw my happy mother.
From then on, you became a treasure in her hand.
She teaches you to walk, from stumbling to striding; She introduces you to nature, from mosquitoes, flies and butterflies to mountains and rivers; She will accompany you to experience the world, from home to bustling city; She took you to school, from ignorance to "omniscient" ...
The first step in life, thank you for meeting you-mom!
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Ignorance, the teacher on the podium paved the way for you to learn.
Since then, you have stepped onto a bigger stage.
The teacher tells you that the world is vast, not only in all corners of the country, but also in the vast space; The teacher told you that human history has a long history, including not only four ancient countries, but also prehistoric civilizations. The teacher tells you that natural science is profound, which is not only the law of nature, but also the truth of being a man. ...
The road to study, thank you for meeting you-teacher!
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Isolated and helpless, friends around you will never leave and stay with you.
From then on, your world is no longer closed and your vision is higher.
Friends accompany you through the smooth road, warning you to be prepared for danger in times of peace and pay attention to unknown dangers; Friends help you tide over the rapids and comfort you. It must be sunny after the rain. Friends walk with you every day, accompany you to climb mountains, stand at a higher height, and your vision becomes higher!
Career path, thank you for meeting you-friend!
Life is like the same river. When Ge was in the maze, we met our mentors and friends, who gave us energy and inspired us to sail. During the boat race, we met mentors and friends, who gave us all the energy and inspired us to stand on the tide!
Life is like a road. When we are confused at the fork in the road, we meet a mentor who guides us on the right path and makes the right choice; We bravely met mentors and friends on the smooth road, and they urged us to achieve greater success in by going up one flight of stairs!
Thank you, the most beautiful meeting!
Beautiful Meeting 9 You always say that I am the most beautiful star in your heart. I think meeting you is the best thing in life.
Thirteen years ago, when I met you, you always said that you were the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes. From then on, you have a special name-"Mom".
How time flies! I am growing up every day under your care. You help me learn to walk, teach me to talk, and serenade me to sleep; You taught me to write one by one, accompanied me to read word by word, and taught me how to understand. ...
You can be very strict sometimes. My calligraphy should really thank you for "never leaving". A good word is pleasing to the eye, and I will be elated when I get the certificate. But behind it can only be a lot of study and practice. Love is just the beginning, and you are always around in countless competitions. I can't write well again and again. You give me origami again and again. Whenever I am so angry that I have to give up, you always have a way to make me pick up my pen again. ...
You are the mother that all my friends envy. You will always be picky about food for me in different ways. I cook all kinds of delicious food. I remember when I was young, children often celebrated their birthdays in kindergarten. I envy it, but I am also very helpless-my birthday is coming to the Spring Festival, and it is basically in the winter vacation. Finally, the kindergarten postponed a holiday, and we were both very excited. You prepared for a long time in advance, and finally made a beautiful chocolate cake and sent it to the kindergarten on my birthday. I am so happy that the children remember that I have a mother who knows all kinds of bread and cakes.
You are open-minded, just like my friend. We share a little happiness and trouble with each other. You will also "reveal" to me that you should study hard. I like reading and have a cheerful personality, thanks to you.
Maybe you can't stay with me forever, but now is the best meeting.
Thirteen years ago, it was love at first sight, and it was destined that we would spend a wonderful time together, and it was also destined to be the best encounter.
Beautiful Meeting 10 In my time recorder, the remaining memories are slowly being uncovered. ...
Your first cry floated from the delivery room and echoed in the air with the sunset dyed red with blood. I looked at my relatives in confusion, and my mouth rose slightly, mixing with the afterglow outside the window, and the smile on my face became more and more brilliant.
When shooting for a hundred days, my face is round and my eyelashes are drooping, and I am happy with the hundred-dollar bill that my mother "wants". I couldn't help laughing when the cameraman photographed your cute and novel expression when you took the money.
The wind gently swayed the willow branches, and the clouds floated, as if someone deliberately spilled ink into the sky, and the night fell quietly. When I entered the house, suddenly a shadow flashed. "Sister, you go and play." I looked at you and you gave me a hand: "Be careful." After his words, a chess piece hit me on the forehead "heavily", so you did it on purpose.
"I am a hero!" Look, you are wearing a cloak (actually just a cicada's silk quilt) and holding a "sword on the side" in your hand. I turned around beautifully and let you jump into the sky. I pushed you forward and you fell to the ground (touching porcelain). I turned around and gave an evil smile. A word came to my mind: "Congratulations on your successful deception!" I grabbed your arm, slender as a girl's arm, turned into black charcoal under the burning of the sun, and there were many small bags (bitten by vampires). You said, "Sister, I remember!" (Resentful like a girl), my heart suddenly trembled, and I forgot that you still hold a grudge!
Brother, thank you for letting me meet you, adding a little softness and color to my life, and the water waves of life are also rippling.
Beautiful Meeting 1 1 The afterglow of the sunset gently sprinkled on neat rows of bookshelves. I carefully sorted out one book after another, and when I turned around, I saw a father and daughter with their heads down. The father whispered the story, while the baby listened with relish and smiled happily from time to time. What a beautiful scenery!
I still remember when I was in primary school, my mother took me to a mysterious place-Jinjiang Library Children's Hall. Every time my mother always leaves me there to die. At first, I was wronged, but after a long time, every time I entered the library, books came to my face, which made me unable to speed up my pace and explore in the ocean of books.
This is really a wonderful enjoyment! You see, the simple dialogue in Guess how much I love you is full of love, happiness and emotion. Reading Insects, I dabbled in the magic of insects and the infinite mysteries of nature; Reading Teacher Zhuang Zhuang and the Placed Students tells us that kindness and diligence are more important than grades. When reading Robinson Crusoe, I can't help but let myself play the characters in the book. In the face of difficulties, I racked my brains to find a way to go through five customs and defeat six generals ... At this time, I was bathed in books, as if I were a boat, touching the surging sea of books. Sometimes quiet, sometimes lively. ...
Now I am not only a frequent visitor to the library, but also a member of the library volunteers. I realized the responsibility of being a volunteer and the hard work of the staff from distributing books to putting them on shelves, whole shelves and making up books. Looking at every serious and satisfied reader, looking at the warm and happy big bookstore, looking at our neat bookshelves, guarding and watching us like a soldier, I am proud of being a library volunteer!
Looking at the brilliant afterglow of the sunset, I think everyone who loves books probably has their own dreams and loves such a pure land.
Beautiful Meeting 12 People who don't study can only live once, and reading can experience a thousand kinds of lives.
I regard reading as the best encounter in my life. I remember the first time I met a book, when I was in kindergarten. At that time, my mother went home and bought me a book on children's enlightenment. I was attracted by its beautiful cover at first sight. From then on, I plunged into the book and never got out again.
When I was a child, I liked reading fairy tales. Poor Snow White, the handsome prince and the vicious queen all touched my heart deeply. When I grow up, I like reading beautiful books about natural scenery. I feel the crisp sound of raindrops with my heart. The flowers are beautiful, the leaves are strong, and insects are singing in the distance. Fresh and quiet, these sights and things stay in my heart.
I like reading all kinds of classics now. Reading Lu Xun's Flowers in the Morning, I savor the childhood stories that are far away from us. Read Liang's Motherly Love and Shi Tiesheng's Qiu Si, and feel the beauty of family with your heart; Reading Yang Zhenning's "Deng Jiasheng" and Duanmu Hongliang's "Oath of the Land", I feel deep patriotic feelings from the bottom of my heart. I swam in the book, and I was moved in the book!
I live in a small town, and I have a Xinhua bookstore. A new library was built a few years ago. I can borrow books from the library with my library card. Last summer vacation, my mother gave me a library card in the library. In the library, I often stay for two or three hours at a time. Until the librarian urges me to go quickly, I reluctantly put down my book and continue reading the next day. Later, the administrator smiled and said to me as soon as he saw me: What a "little book fan"!
Some things in this world are like an unknown flower. Careless people will only smell the flowers, while those who care will stop to appreciate them and remember their appearance. Books are flowers blooming on my life path.
This book is the best encounter in my life.
Beautiful meeting 13 meeting is a beautiful meeting; Meeting is a gorgeous poem; I am so lucky to meet my best self.
Meet the best self, in the precipitation, in the most beautiful square characters.
I can't remember how long it took, and I was overwhelmed by everyone's expectation; Dizziness due to heavy study. Yesterday, just after the mid-term exam, I was upset. I sat in front of the floating window and looked at the distance. Suddenly I found that the forest behind me was already golden. I don't know why, there, that forest seems to be calling me all the time. I eagerly left a note for my mother, got on my bike and ran away. Of course, I won't forget to bring my beloved book.
Here we are. Finally. I gently and quietly set foot on the avenue covered with fallen leaves. I walked slowly for fear of disturbing the quiet forest. Here, it's very quiet, only my rustling footsteps and the occasional birdsong in the sky will break the silence here. This forest is deserted and lonely. In the vast forest, I am the only one, looking around in loneliness and confusion, and my companion is just the wind blowing quietly like me. The thin wind left a little sweet sound among the trees, which made the forest more mysterious.
I looked back for my bike and suddenly found that I had gone far, far away, and that distance felt "far away". Walking back slowly, the bicycle was covered with yellow leaves that turned into spring mud to protect flowers, and of course it also fell on my book. I sat down against a stout tree and brushed away Ye Er in the book. Open the long-lost book, and a thick ink fragrance comes to the nose. I enjoyed it and sniffed greedily, and the whole person relaxed in this collection of essays. For the first time in a long time, I feel a feeling that can't be described in words. Those essays, one after another, like fingers jumping on black and white keys, took me to a distant and different world. I kept wandering in those square words, and I merged into those wonderful artistic conceptions again and again. That kind of beauty, in my heart, slowly melts and slowly precipitates.
Beautiful Meeting 14 Life is never a person's life. Therefore, no one's road can be straight, and no one's life can be bumpy. How to know regret without losing it? With regret, you learn to cherish; Without tears, how can you know you are sad? With sadness, you learn to be strong. How can you walk without wrestling? Only when you walk can you learn to run.
On the road, no matter what you encounter, you must be able to afford it and put it down. Don't drag your tail, the more you drag it, the more tired you get. The heart is like a piece of land. It is only a matter of time before what seeds are sown will bear fruit. During the journey, whether we are happy or sad, we should be grateful that the scenery along the way has enriched our lives.
In the choice of life, maybe many forks in the road will make us lose our way, maybe the sudden storm will hinder our progress, maybe the thorns along the way will make us black and blue, but please believe that the sky is bluer after the rain and the eyes washed with tears are brighter. No matter what you encounter in life, please plant warm seeds in your heart to warm yourself and others; When frustrated, let your heart stay in the cleanest soil, have a rest, and then move on.
A cup of hot tea, a picture of a heart, and an intimate gathering of sunshine are all the warmth left to us this winter. The sunshine in 65438+February brought clean warmth to the winter in this city. Close your eyes and enjoy this short peace. The sun shines on your face, making the stolen time more pure and clear. Maybe you can try to slow down the pace of life: listen to an old song, watch a movie about youth, cook yourself a simple and exquisite dinner, and then the night is still night, the night light is still on, and the night view of the city outside the window is still dim.
Stepping through the golden autumn and looking forward to the pure white of winter, the beauty of life is precisely because of this eternal hope! I have always believed that life should be more colorful in this worst and best era. I believe that time will allow each of us to meet our perfect self poetically in the morning of the rising sun or in the afternoon of the sun.
Beautiful encounter 15 gloomy sky, with a cold face, examining thousands of creatures on the earth. In the distance, the sea of clouds kept rolling and roaring, swallowing the mountains in one gulp.
I walked quickly, looking for the familiar figure everywhere, but I couldn't find it in the vast sea of people, which made me worried, but helpless, thinking about it, but always nervous and unable to calm down.
I have reached the fork in the road, and looking around, I am still full of traffic, mixed with motorcycles and bicycles of all sizes, which dazzles me.
But I still ran home with the last glimmer of hope, looking forward to seeing the warm light waiting at home, looking forward to seeing the familiar figure, looking forward to … But when I ran home sweating, I only saw the silence and darkness in the door. Suddenly I don't know what to do, I'm utterly confused, and I've been wondering if the familiar figure hasn't come back yet, and I'm working hard. Still waiting for me anxiously at school ...
It's getting dark, and every household lights up, and street lamps are waiting at street corners, anxiously waiting for the familiar figure. ...
Suddenly, a voice sounded in my ear: "hasn't your father come back yet?" When I saw it, it turned out to be my neighbor's aunt. I said in a hurry, "Well, I don't know why …" She suddenly interrupted me and took out her mobile phone, "Make a phone call!" Then she asked me to wait at her house and poured me a cup of warm water. Anxious, I listened to the phone "beep, beep" ringing. Unconsciously, the hands of the clock pointed to 6 o'clock, but the phone still couldn't get through. Just when I was in a hurry, there was a familiar cry in the corridor, and my father came back. ...
The stone in my heart finally fell to the ground. I turned to thank the aunt, but she quickly said to me, "Go, son, you can ask me for help in the future!" " "
Looking at her simple smiling face, my eyes filled with tears. I will never forget this wonderful meeting, and I will never forget it. ...