From the croaking to the teeth to learn to speak, from the backpack to the backpack, from young and ignorant to mature and stable, full of happiness, I walk in the road of life. This way, because there are you.
Because of you, I am no longer afraid of the wind, rain and snow. When the wind ravaged my face, there will always be a pair of hands to embrace me into the arms; when the rain attacked my body, there will always be an umbrella on my shoulders.
Because of you, I am no longer afraid of hardship and danger. Every time I tripped over a stone, there will always be words of encouragement echoing in my ears; every time I dare not go home because of a mistake, there will always be a forgiving smile to expel the haze in my heart.
Because of you, I am no longer afraid to find the direction to go. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to find a way out of this, but I'm sure I'll be able to find a way out of this, and I'm sure I'll be able to find a way out of this.
Remember the slap you slapped down? You said that I only know how to play without studying hard, I spoke back, you did not say a word and reached out your hand, the wind like swept across my cheeks. My eyes were like a faucet that couldn't be turned off, and tears flowed down, how much I blamed you at that moment. But when the teacher praised my excellent results, I finally understood your good intentions.
Remember what you said to me that day? You told me that I was your hope, I was your future, I silently remembered that moment, do you know how long I was moved? Until your green silk turned white hair, I finally realized the weight of your words and felt the responsibility on my shoulders. Do you still remember the time I quarreled with my father? You scolded dad and then came back to scold me. I wondered: you knew it wasn't my fault. I cried and ran into the room, but you told me everything was because dad loved you. At once, I was speechless. Finally, I understand that a father's love is like a mountain.
I don't know when I started to think of you constantly. Perhaps it is because of the imminent distance from you.
I don't know when I started to like to talk about you. Maybe it's because of burying you y in my heart.
I don't know when I started to cling to you a little. Maybe it is because of the great kinship blood is thicker than water.
Because of you, I can sing and laugh on the road of life. Even if the road is full of thorns and thistles, there are tears to fall, but also do not see the sadness. Thank you for letting me have you, mom.
Semi-propositional essay "Just because __________"Just because of that person
Sitting on the bench in front of the door of the old house listening to the old jukebox babbling opera selections in the house
Segments of the old time, recalling the warm old days after the bike.
When I was a kid, I lived with my grandparents.
Grandpa was a big fan of Huaihai opera, and he not only sang the familiar selections,
but also liked to change the music himself.
At that time, the most valuable thing in my grandfather's house was the old Phoenix bicycle.
The bike has been with me for many years.
It seems to me that my grandfather did not have to work on the farm. Most of the time, Grandpa would
drive me down the street in his car, swaying as the setting sun hid our shadows in time.
I remember one time, I saw the colorful drawings in the hands of my friends next door, and I was envious
of them.
So I pestered my grandpa to buy me a box of colored pencils.
On his old bicycle, he drove me to the town.
Grandpa was in no hurry to pedal, as if it was a pleasure, or perhaps he was too old to
hurry.
Sitting in the back seat of the car, sometimes look up at the sky, blue blue blue, that side of the clear
clear seems to have stopped only in that memory. Sometimes look back at the traces of walking in the distance
of the houses and tree shadow car cover, in the overlapping remnants of the sunshine dappled childhood.
Grandpa is sure to sing a little song on the way. Sometimes I heard him humming more
"Fan Li Hua", and sometimes "Golden Dagger", these tunes I still remember in the brain
sea, lingering. More often than not, Grandpa likes to sing me into his tunes, and the humming is full of his deep love for
My deep love and endless affection. I would also hum softly when I was in the mood, and Grandpa would
be even happier, correcting my mistakes from time to time.
Sitting on the back seat of a small car, looking at the tall back of Grandpa, the heart is flooded with endless
warmth.
After buying the color pencils, the sky is getting darker and darker.
The lights of the houses on the side of the road were on, and there was only my grandfather and I on the bicycle
on the long road, walking slowly in the long time.
Taking out my color pencils, I drew a simple
sun on the back cover of my bicycle by the light of the roadside lamp. I smiled as I looked at my grandfather's swaying figure.
But my heart is full of sunshine.
Still not slow, the long road echoed the melody of Grandpa chanting ...... long
long.
Now, the bike has been shelved for a long time. Dusting off the dust, you can vaguely see the
sun and the old days.
Just because of you, Grandpa, my memories are not alone, always warm ......
Just Because of That Man essay. Thank you!Mah-jongg, selling mah-jongg ...... "It's that damn hollering again that woke me up from my dream, and needless to say, it's 5:30 now, half an hour before it's time for me to get out of bed.
Somehow, just recently, we have an old man who sells hemp balls here, and he starts hawking every day at 5:30, whether it's weekdays or weekends; whether it's sunny or windy or rainy, it's all thunder and no rain. Every day is he disturbed my good dream, I should get up at six o'clock, this time he woke up, let me sleep and dare not sleep, up and do not want to remember, had to toss and turn in bed, wasting half an hour of time, don't mention how hard it is to do, for this I sell the dough of the hemp is very hate, hear the sound of this call on the headache distraction, I do not know how many times in the heart of the evil scolded him.
However, until one day, my view of this old grandpa selling hemp ball, all of a sudden changed.
It was a very sunny Sunday morning, as usual, I was still woken up by the sound of this abominable hawking, I use the quilt tightly covered his head, the heart of the heart do not mention how ruthless this old man, rare to have such a day off, do not let a person have a good sleep, it is really abominable! Suddenly, in the sound of the ear-piercing cries, came one after another lark's cries, crisp and pleasant, and Wan WanYanYan, my heart can not help but move, anyway, can not sleep, might as well go out to look at the morning scenery, and by the way to see what kind of old man this in the end, the craft in the end how, so I lifted the quilt, nimbly put on up.
I took some change, out of the house, hey, good clear day yo, the sky a blue, sunny, my heart all of a sudden also cheerful. I followed the sound of hawking to find the old man selling hemp dough, far from seeing an old man was surrounded by a large group of children, I thought, no wonder every day to hawking, the original business is good. I hurriedly walked a few steps closer to see, the heart can not help but be a little surprised, I sell hemp ball in my mind is a full body stained with oil, sloppy and dirty people, did not think that the old man in front of him he wore a washed white old uniform, but up and down neat and decent, seemingly capable of spirit. I secretly produced a few good feelings, handed over the change in his hand, said: "Give me two." The old man took the money with one hand, the other hand picked up a pair of chopsticks and a convenient bag, clip out two hemp balls into the bag and said mildly: "Careful, hold it well." I took over, took out one, took a bite, it is really fragrant and crispy, excellent taste, great flavor, I can not help but like him, carefully surveyed him: weathered face leaving a road age carved wrinkles, hard body, face always on the child overflowing with a friendly smile, no wonder the children surrounded a large circle, no wonder the children are so willing to eat, no wonder every day to hawking! ...... I am full of cozy eating hemp ball back to go ......
Who knows just walked a few steps on the old man called to stop, my heart can not help but "thump" a moment, I thought I did not just pay the money, how, want to blackmail me? I just rose in my heart to his good feelings all of a sudden the wind has evaporated, gone, I turned around angrily, just want to attack. Who knows that the old man from his pocket out four and a half dollars handed me, apologized to me, said: "small students, just busy, no effort to find your money, really sorry." I was puzzled, he said, "You gave me five dollars." I suddenly realized that the original because of the rush, did not care about the mistake of five yuan as fifty cents, looking at the old man handed over the money, remembering their own thoughts in their own minds, my face red for a while, I don't know what to do, the old man saw me like this, concerned about the question: "small students, what's the matter? What's wrong?" I was speechless, I really hate myself, how can I look at such an old man who supports himself with hard labor? I was busy stretching out the money the old man had handed me again, and said, "Nothing, I'll buy all of it." The old man gave me all the rest of the mahjong and said, "Two more, free of charge." I said what also refused to accept, but the old man said smilingly, "This is even a loss-making sale, buy five get one free." Finished, the head also did not return to go ......
Looking at the back of the old man is getting farther and farther away, I have incomparable respect for him, my heart can not help but feel a lot of emotion: usually contact with the hawkers, they are to the second best, to less than more, deceiving the customer, between people where there is no honesty? Today, this old man for me on a vivid lesson, the earth needs integrity, more to love integrity!
Just because EssayJust because of that person
Pick up fragmented memories, points of memory of the stars, in the night sky of the dream, traveling alone. So, accompanied by a trace of joy, crossed the heart.
Who gave birth to me in October? Who gave me life? Who nurtured me to grow up? Who gave me warmth when I needed her?
It is you, it is you, it is you, my mother.
When I was a child, I learned to walk, you helped me, step by step, to learn. After a week of "training", I was finally able to walk on a road. Although it is not stable, left three shake, right three swing.
"Punt", I fell down.
You didn't come over to help me immediately, but encouraged me on the side to be strong and face the difficulties, and to beat them with my own faith.
With the sound of your encouragement, I stood up strongly. Learned to be strong.
Time is always so fast, like the wind, like lightning.
In the blink of an eye, I was already in middle school. At this time, you changed a way to express your love.
I remember, it was the first monthly examination I entered middle school, I failed. You first criticized my results, and then patiently explained to me the topics I did wrong. And cautioned me to remember these topics, and not to be wrong next time.
I am trying, trying to look forward to, look forward to the second monthly examination.
As the days passed, the second monthly exam finally came. I've been working hard for a month, and I'm just waiting for today to play. "Brush brush", the pen quickly in the examination paper flying,, without a trace to stop like. I was relieved when the exam was over.
The results were announced and I covered my heart, looking at my grades. "Wow! Year section twenty-five" heart of the stone finally fell to the ground.
After school, I immediately flew home, tell you, I have excellent results of this good news. You heard, smiled, this is your best encouragement to me.
Just because of you, I learned to be strong; just because of you, I broke through the difficult; just because of you, I came out of the adversity; just because of you, I ......
"Just because ___" Semi-proposed EssayJust because life, simple, like a glass of water. Water is tasteless, and so is life. Drinking water for a long time will inevitably feel bored, so you have to learn to add some flavor into it, experience it ...... Add some sugar to it Sweet feeling, I believe everyone likes. Why don't you add some sugar to it and make the whole glass of water sweet. The sweet flavor is like the feeling of happiness. Yes, life is the least happy, sad face through the life, I think it is also very boring and complaining. So, learn to buy good sugar and add it to your water. I remember one time, I went to the library alone. Just outside my house, I saw a kid in a small neighborhood. He was wearing tiny clothes and tiny shoes and driving a little car. He was followed by his grandmother, who had a remote control in her hand, which must have been controlling the car. The grandmother bumped into an acquaintance, who saw the child's car and couldn't help but be amused: "Oh, you're out for a walk in your little car!" "Yes. This is much more convenient, save worry! Here, give it a shake and he'll go wherever you want him to go, it's a lot less hassle than taking him with you!" Grandma said happily. I saw, can not help but also heartily smile. The child sat in a small car, with the grandmother's remote control, in the street "show off" his car. This kind of car is a simulation of the car, and the real car is not much different. In today's families, few buy this kind of car for children to play, at least, this is my neighborhood is a precedent. So we see, will feel novelty, coupled with the children are playing, can not help but for this childish and happy. Maybe it's a little less sugar, and not much fun. But I think that sugar to this extent is enough. -At least for myself. I don't like that kind of spoof fun, that will feel very vulgar, very unqualified. Isn't this kind of fun that comes from life, out of life, the reason why we need to add sugar? It's not that sugar has to be added to a 1:1 ratio with water to be truly sweet. Life is simple, if you do not add the pure sugar into this cup of water in the right amount, that is not only not good for your health, but also make you feel how sugar is bitter? That day, I had been in a good mood. Because I added sugar to my life. Put a slice of lemon in it. You've been drinking the sweet flavor for a while, and you want a different taste, right? Oh, I suggest you add a slice of lemon to the water. That flavor is not very sour, the lemon's fresh aroma and water blended together, the feeling is very subtle. I don't know how to describe the feeling, it seems to be a little song in life, and like a refreshing walk in the rain. It reminds me of loneliness. And yet it's not that kind of flavor. Water filled with lemons is supposed to be relaxing. -When you are tired again, don't forget to add a slice of lemon to your water and relax yourself. The freshness of the lemon, combined with the quietness of the water, is perfect for loosening up highly stressed nerves. Don't be stingy, put a slice of lemon in your life! Mix some coffee Coffee is bitter. Coffee is bitter. For example: when you eat, the bitter melon you eat; when you drink medicine, the bitter taste of medicine. Creamer is the opposite of coffee. It is full of milk flavor and sweetness, which can cover the bitterness of coffee. However, some people just love to drink this kind of coffee without creamer. Like me. I love the innate bitterness of coffee, uncluttered by any additives. It feels natural. But some people just love to add creamer to it, and a lot of it, making the whole cup of water + coffee sweet as hell. Doesn't that taste feel uncomfortable? Which would you love more, the sweetness of artifice, than the bitterness of nature? I'll go with the latter. Pour piles of chili powder *** Spicy as in pouring chili powder into water. It doesn't feel weird, but it can dissipate the coldness. Life is to live *** spicy! If you always meet the "iceberg", when the "iceberg", then this life has no flavor? I love this kind of *** spicy lifestyle - I like the most lively! And it's a lot of people. It doesn't make you feel cold. Spicy, spicy to "sweat", High also want to High passion like "hot". Life is spicy, people's enthusiasm is naturally *** spicy. Then, *** spicy life, "*** spicy" people, the achievement of a "*** spicy" mood. A good mood, the world will also be good - less "smoke", less quarrels; more peace, more enthusiasm. This is the water of life. A simple cup of water. But after adding various flavors, life becomes colorful. Do not think that the water "pure" is good. In fact, after it is "mixed", it is the same "pure", but faded from the boring. Add some flavor to your own water, so that it is not so "pure". Life is like a glass of water, clean and transparent, but there is no color, no "splash". Why not put some flavor into it, that will be what a taste of it? That depends on your ......
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Essay "just because of that person" 600 wordsThe sluggish autumn wind blowing to the face of the people suddenly chilled, the road people rush, I also wrapped up the clothes, accelerated footsteps.
To the stop sign is only 3:30, and from the bus to also have half an hour, the wind blew me shivering, I will try to lean to the roadside stores, to avoid the cold wind. I stood in front of a barber store, on the other side of the steps a little far from the store door sat an old man, he was wearing a blue cloth shirt, a pair of black cloth pants, that must have been many years ago, he sat hunched over, holding a small corn in his hand, the kernels on it are small and dry, he also put a few garbage bags and a wooden stick around him, which does not stop me from suspecting that the corn is he sent that garbage can to pick it up, he The stench of garbage emanating from his body made me walk towards the stop sign again.
After a short time, the store a dress colorful waiter came out to drive the old man: "Quickly go away, do not affect our business." The old man said nothing, stuffed the corn in his mouth, picked up the garbage bag, picked up the stick and walked to the nearest trash can.
He put the garbage bag on the ground, one hand holding the garbage can, one hand will be stick into the barrel constantly drumming something, soon to take out some plastic things, and stuffed into their own garbage bags, he has been repeating this action. Sometimes some pedestrians pass by the side of the road and throw the garbage in the garbage can, and some parents even take him as a negative example.
Although I hate the smell of his body, but the personality of the minimum respect I still understand, the old man today's living conditions may not be his own reasons, he himself diligently turn over the garbage cans, in addition to earn some money is not also a contribution to environmental protection? He is also a member of the silent contribution to society, he does not steal, he does not steal, and what reason do we have to despise him? Shouldn't we honor him?
Every week after that, whenever I went home after the training course, in the garbage cans near the stop sign, you can always see his thin figure, in the wind, in the rain, silently turning the garbage cans.
The winds of autumn blowing on the face of the people have a chilling effect, the road people in a hurry, I also wrapped up the clothes, accelerated footsteps.
It was only 3:30 when I arrived at the stop sign, and there was still half an hour before the bus came, and the wind made me shiver, so I tried my best to lean towards the roadside stores to avoid the cold wind. I stood in front of a barber store, on the other side of the steps a little far from the store door sat an old man, he was wearing a blue cloth shirt, a pair of black cloth pants, that must have been many years ago, he sat hunched over, holding a small corn in his hand, the kernels on it are small and dry, he also put a few garbage bags and a wooden stick around him, which does not stop me from suspecting that the corn is he sent that garbage can to pick it up, he The stench of garbage emanating from his body made me walk towards the stop sign again.
After a short time, the store a dress colorful waiter came out to drive the old man: "Quickly go away, do not affect our business.
Every week after that, whenever I came home from a training class, I could always see his thin figure at the garbage cans near the stop sign, silently turning over the garbage cans in the wind and in the rain.
Just because of a sentence essay,600 words essay bookA sentence that gave me the greatest influence
I have been given many gifts: a book, a toy bear, a pen ...... But that day, I received a greeting card with a sentence that gave me the greatest influence. ......
It started a few months ago -- that day, we had a math test, and I failed, scoring only 91 points, out of a maximum score of 100! On the way home, I didn't say a word, just walked and walked alone with my head down. Because I knew that when I got home, my mom and dad, who always look forward to their daughter's success, would surely criticize and educate me. So, when I got home, I told my mom and dad about it, and I didn't expect that they didn't criticize me or educate me, they were just silent. I feel very strange, is it ...... possible that mom and dad have no confidence in me?
The next day after school, I returned home, found that there is a greeting card on my desk, which says: to our dear daughter. Oh, it was from my mom and dad. But ...... today is not a holiday, why would they give me a greeting card?
With curiosity, I opened the card, which reads, "Never say die. Love, mom and dad."
Oh! I get it, silent mom and dad, I get it, your heart, I get it, everything, I, get it.
From then on, whenever I encountered difficulties, I would think of this sentence written to me by my mom and dad. When I encountered a difficult problem, I would always think: Remember, never say die! So I solved the puzzle. In the sports meet, I was already behind the other runners, and I thought: Never say die, come on! So I sped up and caught up with them.
In another exam, I thought of this sentence again, so I checked it again and again, because I can't let my mom and dad down! In the end, I got 100 points.
"Never say die", this is my mom and dad's expectations of me, but also my requirements for myself. This is the sentence that has the greatest influence on me, and I will definitely remember it forever!
Love, all kinds of love, there is a teacher's love for your teaching; there are classmates care about your love; there are parents care about your love; these love just from some small things can be shown, it is just that you are difficult to find. When I discovered my brother's love for me, love realized that, originally, my brother's love is like this!
That day should be the evening, I and my classmates about it, my brother and I are the same - the same to go to the movies with my classmates. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at the movie, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at the movie, so I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at the movie. Brother to see the movie more than eight o'clock on the end, I see the "Inception" nine o'clock before the end of the show, my brother saw our movie has not yet begun to enter, before he checked the ticket, said: "Do not wander around outside, pay attention to safety, you can go to the 'Pizza Hut' to sit down for a while," I impatiently said: "Okay, okay, okay. I said impatiently, "Okay, okay, don't be so motherly, watch your movie at ease!" After that, I pushed my brother toward the ticket gate. The movie we watched just started for a while, I felt a little cold, called my brother to give me a piece of clothing, my brother without saying a word from the hall where he came out to give me clothes, said: "I told you to wear more, you do not listen to it, and now the cold it!" I sent my brother a pair of blank stares, "I think you're a match for mom!" My brother walked helplessly into the hall. Only two-thirds of the way through the movie, my brother called me, "How much longer until it's over?" I replied, "Forty minutes, I think, so go home first, you don't have to wait for me." I didn't watch the movie because my brother kept sending me messages saying he was waiting for me, afraid that I would go back first and not go with him. The movie is over, I get off the elevator, my brother called, the movie is over, I'm waiting for you in the 'KFC', "I thought: brother is no money to go home, want to go back with me ah! I saw my brother I dismissed this idea, because my brother in the "KFC" is in line to buy food to eat it, see the wallet is not yet flat it!
Later, I asked my brother why he was waiting for me.
Then I asked my brother why he was waiting for me, and he said he was afraid that it would be unsafe for you to go home alone, and I said, "Is that all? He nodded.
How deep is my brother's love for me! Just because of the fear that I'm not safe to go home alone, waiting for me so long in the "KFC". I know for the first time that my brother's love is so, so sweet.
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