In real life or work and study, we all have the experience of writing essays, very familiar with the essay, right, according to the characteristics of writing propositions, essays can be divided into propositional essays and non-propositional essays. Do you know how to write a good essay? The following is the essay on shadow that I have collected for you.
Essay on Shadow 1My shadow is my good companion, we appear together in many places. We go through stories together and feel happy and sad together.
My shadow appears in the classroom, which is where I study. There are a few students sitting around me, they are listening to the lecture carefully, while the teacher is up there to teach us knowledge, with the teacher's patient guidance. I was learning happily and my shadow was enjoying this happy time of learning.
My shadow would appear in the park, which was my favorite place. A group of young men were having a great time playing chess on a stone table! The sky is crowded with kites of all colors, but they can't fly away. It's because it's caught on the other end by the innocent laughter of children. I took an easy step and embraced the wind with open arms. My shadow reveled in this peaceful and beautiful time.
My shadow would appear in the bookstore, the place where I spent my evenings reading. The bookstore there has all of them, as long as you say the name of the book to the bookstore staff, and get it for you right away. I love to read and buy books here at night. Not only is it quiet but there is a place to read books and my shadow and I grow in knowledge here.
My shadow will appear in the square, where I am active. There are a group of amazons dancing in the square, and their shadows are dancing happily. I'm rollerblading here, and my roller skates are rubbing against the ground with a clattering sound. I was as close and as far as my shadow, as fast and as slow as I was in the night.
My shadow is my best friend.
Shadow Essay 2In the morning, I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom. I saw the shadow of a turtle on the wall. I thought it was strange, where did the shadow come from? So I looked east and west. It turns out that the shadow of the turtle is a toothbrush reflecting the light on the wall.
Now, I feel even more puzzled, this toothbrush is not like a turtle, how its shadow is very similar to the turtle? I took a closer look and found the reason. It turned out that the toothbrush was placed on a high glass door, only the head of the toothbrush reflected on the wall, while the body and tail were covered. The head of the toothbrush looks like the head of a turtle, and you can see that it is still holding its head high!
I thought it was amazing, so I picked up another toothbrush and put it on the glass door. At once, the wall appeared two small turtles, like a long time to meet old friends in each other's question marks, talk it!
I also put my mushroom incense in the middle of them, oh my! The tiny mushroom incense suddenly turned into an oversized mushroom. The turtle on the left was so eager that he dove into the big mushroom and ate it. I think it is too funny.
I can not imagine that some inconspicuous daily necessities can bring us so much fun!
Shadow essay 3On Monday, the weather was sunny. The school organized us to go to the Magnolia Theatre to watch Me and My Shadow.
This shadow play is going to tell the story of Li Dami, who is supposed to be a promising but timid student who can't read well. One night, his shadow tells him that he's not "wooden", but that he doesn't have the courage to do what he needs to do. After the shadow's encouragement and help, Li Da Mi's academic performance is at the top of the class, and he becomes a student with good academic performance.
Li Dami is a huge potential student, however, because of the lack of self-confidence, no courage, so that he did not dare to say what he thought inside, write it, for fear that he said the wrong, by the classmates towards the laugh. However, with the encouragement and help of others, he became excellent in his studies and became an outstanding student. However, in our life, I am exactly the same. During the exam, due to the nervousness, I either missed the questions or wrote the wrong words. And all this can be checked out if I am a little bit more serious; perhaps, it would not be a pity if I only miss the marks of these questions to get a high score. With the knowledge, here, I want to say to myself: no matter when and where, I have to be confident and courageous; never learn from the former Li Dami, but learn from all the spirit of Li Dami now.
In our life, we will encounter many setbacks and difficulties, however, to solve all this, not only by hard work, but also by our self-confidence and courage, so here I want to tell you: no matter what you encountered, you have to use your own courage and self-confidence to solve.
Shadow essay 4Today opened the door ready to go to school, wow! So cold! The wind blew cool on my face, and the wind blew on the trees, and the leaves drifted down.
The pomegranate tree in the backyard of the house is fruitful, and the big, big pomegranates are hanging on the branches, red and colorful, as if waiting for someone to pick. There are also a lot of orange trees, some of which are already turning yellow.
The weekend mom accompanied me, take me to the street, the street has a lot of fruit Oh, there are red apples and duck pears, grapefruit, persimmons ...... much much more ah! Walked not a moment, far away from the smell of incense, mom took me along with the smell of walking, it was fried chestnuts. Chestnut sweet, with a special flavor, I ate a lot of ah!
Mom said: "Want, you know, why there are so many fruits now? Also, new rice is on the market these days, why?" I shook my head and said I don't know, my mother touched my head and said, "It's because autumn is here, autumn is the season of harvest, that's why so many fruits and vegetables are on the market!"
The ginkgoes in the yard also bear fruit, my aunt took me, with a big stick, a hit is a large area, I took a small peng, filled several pots. When I got home, I put them in the microwave oven and heated for three minutes, wow! So fragrant ah!
I met with Sixth Gong and told him what had happened in the past few days, and Sixth Gong told me, "Won, you know, autumn is coming, these are the footprints of autumn, the shadow of autumn ah!"
It turns out that the fall shadow I have been looking for is right next to me ah!
Shadow of the essay 5Yesterday, the yellow leaves fell, tomorrow, it will be taken away by the dust, I, along with my heavy shadow, standing in their own space, silent with the ......
A lifetime, shadow, you are my most loyal entourage, my quietest companion, we look up to the cold moon together, listening to our hearts together, tumbling together in the great river of life, meditating together in the breeze ...... Since you are my shadow, you bear witness to my life and tears, so wherever there is sky and earth, water and wood there is you. Since you are my shadow, you have witnessed my memories and pursuits, so wherever there is crying and laughter, love and hate, there is you.
Outside the window, the city's traffic, people, wrapped in waves of sound, hard to drown out the whispers of my thoughts. At the moment, I and my shadow, resisting all the scenes of merriment. The flow of this city is vibrant and cruel. All the days will turn into pieces of fallen leaves, before they are cherished, they are brought into the country of oblivion by the rush of time, only me and my shadow, relative speechless, indifferent!
Shadow essay 6Outside the house, the moon is covered by dark clouds, without a trace of light. The cicadas were wailing, the cat was sleeping, and the sky was hazy with a light rain, which soon became heavy, as if it was saying something.
Inside the house, a middle-aged woman was putting her youngest son to bed while staring viciously at her eldest son, saying, "You go out to bed." After saying this, she was ready to take something and throw it at him. The eldest son saw the situation immediately opened the door and ran out, and not long after ran back to take a bed full of odor, full of patches of thin quilt. The door closed with a bang, and the youngest son was shocked by the sound of the door closing and cried, and the middle-aged woman immediately became soft and gentle, coaxing her youngest son with words like "Baby, good boy, don't cry! "The company's website is a great place to find out more about the company's services.
The night became silent in the sleep of the family. The moon came out, but added a layer of demonic red, like blood. In the faint light, a figure tossed and turned, trembling now and then.
In the morning, the middle-aged woman fed her youngest son expensive milk powder, but only gave her eldest son a cold bun left over from last night. After eating, the younger son put on a newly bought clothes, but the older son is gray, full of patches of old clothes.
"Creak", the door was opened, the middle-aged woman's neighbor Auntie Li came to visit. She saw her little son, and praised: "Aigoo, your little son is really cute, white and chubby, look at this pair of charming eyes, how much like you, really pleasing! The middle-aged woman was so happy that she couldn't stop talking. Aunt Li looked at her older son, who was silent on the side, and saw that he was skinny and skinny, and his eyes were lifeless, so she couldn't help but frown. "Where did your eldest son go crazy again, why is his body dirty." "I don't know what he went off to do, and when he came back I gave him a hard lesson." "Children nowadays are so naughty, it is time to teach a lesson ......" The voice is getting farther and farther away.
The oldest son seems to have taken it for granted, never making a sound, just carefully taking care of his brother. The middle-aged woman a back to the house, found that the eldest son is her bed to the youngest son to tell stories, and immediately took the coat hanger pumped to the eldest son. A brightly colored scar was left on the older son's body, and then the clothes were jerked off, revealing scars on his body that were too big and small to count. The blood flowed slowly, onto the floor, forming a heart, which was soon separated by the tears of the oldest son.
Outside the house, the rain gradually stopped, the eldest son sighed, gently closed the door, while the moonlight, the breeze, running to the outside world. His footsteps became lighter and lighter, and the moonlight pulled his shadow further and further away ......
Shadow Essay 7All things in the world mesmerize me: white snowflakes fluttering in the wind, fiery red sunsets from the west, transient flying birds fleetingly passing by, lively swimming fish frolicking freely, and the sky's streaming clouds are pure and elegant... ...these are the landscapes of nature. What is this? What is this? Accompanied by a gust of floral fragrance, gently caressing from my cheeks ......
Well ...... what the hell is this? Blowing by quickly and cleanly, is it ...... the wind? Maybe it's that rotten spring breeze?
The spring breeze is sometimes like a mischievous child, dancing invisibly and blowing down leaves on purpose. It suddenly came to the fun, speeding up to run through the beautiful flowers, making the flowers that have just been fed by the spring rains to bloom have fluttered away, elegant and quiet butterflies dancing among the flowers.
The spring breeze is sometimes like a gentlemanly musician, when it sees which hangs on the windowsill bells, see it will run over, rhythmically blowing it, the strength of the big and small, although a little abrupt, however, a moment on the play a beautiful song.
Spring is the beginning of the year, the spring breeze woke up everything. Walking through the campus, the spring breeze caressing the face, like a mother's hands like warm; spring breeze over the grass, grass faded brown and yellow coat, replaced with a tender green spring coat, so you notice them at a glance, although not tall, but more and more dense, very lovely; spring breeze over the river, the river surface of the ice melted, the water clattered and stayed; the river side of the willows are also pumping out the leaf stamen.
Where is the spring breeze? You do not know I do not know, as long as you look carefully, you can find its shadow.
Shadow essay 8Under the hot sun, I stepped on my shadow and ran on the track, not feeling tired at all, as long as I had him - my competitor, a good friend with whom I was inseparable from my "shadow".
Shadow, make me think of a past event, only now can not forget.
That day, I stayed in my cousin's country house.
When I stepped in, the air was wet and I couldn't see anything, as if I was completely cut off from the outside world. The deeper I go, the more my feet soft, the heart is more and more panic, vaguely, but also smell a stench.
Finally, I completely panicked. Want to run feet but heavy as a thousand pounds! Just when I was about to despair, a voice sounded: "Do not be afraid! Harder, keep going!" "Who are you?" "I'm your shadow!" Shadow? Oh! He was right at my feet, and the easiest for me to ignore, and he actually spoke! "Go, keep going, don't stop!" Gradually, I began to calm down.
Suddenly, has been dead rats appeared in front of me, and then go down, two, three, four ...... stench straight to the nose. My "spiritual wall" collapsed. I held my head, closed my eyes, on the ground, heart filled with fear and fear, and at the same time there is some regret.
"Why stop? If you do not go, you can never go out, run! Don't care about anything, run!" The shadow spoke again. At this point, I spread my legs and began to run desperately and furiously, rushing out at a speed I didn't dare to imagine. "Run! Run! Okay, here it is!"
I rushed out of the Black Hutong, gasping for breath, cold sweat pouring from my head. When I got home, I was criticized. This "adventure" was thanks to Shadow! He encouraged me, inspired me, so that I go forward, out of the darkness, fly to the light.
"Knock, knock ......"
Thank you, Shadow!
Shadow Essay 9Even when my heart aches inside so much that I can't breathe, I force a smile on my face and tell my friends that it's okay. I don't know when this feeling started, but it has been with me until today. Every morning from the dream to wake up will feel a burst of heartache, do not dare to let yourself have free time, let yourself busy some, not to think back to the painful memories. I want to do everything possible to make myself happy, happy as if it is self-deceiving, the heart of the pain has always been erased, the past hurt still exists.
Late at night when lying in bed, recalling the memory of their own lives doubly sad, happy, happy memories too little, too short. The fact that they are not in a position to do so is not a good idea, but it is a good thing that they are not in a position to do so, because they are not in a position to do so, because they are not in a position to do so. The next morning, woke up, eyes red, swollen, yellow face, do not want to appear in front of the public in such a state. Coil up the long hair, forced to pretend a long-lost smile, so that people feel very happy, very happy, very comfortable ......
Happiness is not happy, happy is not happy only their own know, I beg God every day to let me end the feeling of heartache, so that time to smooth out the heart of sadness. Let me be happy and joyful I ah me, even the shadow knows so well. What reason do I have not to love myself well? My confession: a person's life, like a trip, when we seat on the train from, only with the rolling wheels to take us to the end of the line ...... everyone's life terminal platform is different, so each person's life expectancy is not the same. What we can do is only to make the living time happy, happy, happy more only.
It is said that the loss of things, only to feel it precious, including affection, friendship, love, because it makes you once cried, laughed, happiness, sadness ...... blood thicker than water affection, sincere love ...... just because of life! It takes away too many things that originally belonged to you ...... life train hour speed is too fast! You do not properly cherish, it will be in the twinkling of an eye, away from you, and even life.
Along the way to see the beautiful scenery intoxicated, even if the laugh, the laugh is not issued from the heart, is bitter, astringent, heartbreaking, hurt ......
Shadow of the essay 10In the evening, I went for a walk, when I walked to the street lamps, suddenly found the ground there is a dark shadow, with their own inches, I with a magical psychology, after careful observation only to realize that it was my own shadow.
My shadow is really interesting, he will be naughty to run in front of me, a little quietly hide behind me, a little while I do not pay attention to my left, a little silent turn to my right, like my personal bodyguard, never leave. I waved my hand, he waved his hand, I jumped, he jumped, I ran forward, he went forward. I jerked to a stop, he also immediately did not move, in short, what I do, he also learned to do, like a senior imitator.
My shadow is also very mysterious, when I walk to the dark place, he suddenly "disappeared", when I walk to the street lamp, it sometimes suddenly appeared in front of me, as if in the hide-and-seek for me. He is like a magician, sometimes as tall as Yao Ming, sometimes as short as a baby, changing a lot, confusing.
However, I found that the shadow also has defects, no matter how bright and handsome clothes I wear, it is always monotonous black, no matter how brightly I smile, he did not have the slightest laughter, no matter how I shouted, how to sing, it did not say a word like a little mute, silently follow me around, like my little follower.
My shadow to my faithful little friend, brought me endless joy, I like the shadow.
The shadow of the composition 11
A pair of hands, let go of time; a pen, record the flow of years.
At this moment, the world, silent, follow me, memories.
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What can not stay is time, can not be erased, is the memory of countless you.
The way you smile is lovely, eyes complete the crescent moon, who you are. You are very kind or tolerant, tolerate my irrationality, who are you. You are so attentive that you remind me to cover the quilt and drink more hot water, who are you. You walked with me through the streets when I was upset and held my hand when I crossed the street, who are you. You accompanied me to grow up, and finally disappeared in that distant and unfamiliar country from now on even more distant, who are you ...... I never knew that I was so eager to forget all this, just as I never knew that I remembered it all so y. Stuffed with distance, but never more than the touch of each moment. Who waited for the water to dry up on a summer night, the light of the Pearl of the Orient dimmed and brightened, telling him that the wait was in vain.
You and I will not be magic, always parting.
- mine.
Where the flowers bloom, stop and listen to your breath. I fell in love with The Thousand and One, the girl with the stubborn and clear eyes.
I'm nearly crazy about candy.
I don't like umbrellas on rainy days.
I said, "What's the point of having more lanterns when you're riding a bicycle against the wind?"
My world has also been shocked by the waves, but eventually returned to calm.
I am afraid of the huge wings of airplanes.
My heart races on windy nights.
I think about going home when my stomach aches and I miss my mom ......
Yet what comes must come and what goes must go. It's just that if I hadn't said goodbye in the first place, would I never have seen each other again. In this world, except for Peter `Pan, who will grow up, except for the little prince, who does not deserve to be loved y, but also argue about what.
- Strange.
Related, unrelated, and then beautiful, will eventually be washed white by the years, the dust will not float forever.
The girl in the square, tears wet eyelashes, fingers on the tail ring glittering. Passers-by come and go, yet no one knows her story.
The young man leaning against the window watching the sunrise is holding a letter that will never be sent.
Lovers at the airport, holding each other tightly, the next second they will be separated, forever separated.
The doves on top of the church, flying together to the vast sky.
Shadow of the essay 12When I was a child, I originally thought she would accompany me for life, but, just there - just in the memory ......
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When I was a child
When I was a child, she, then, looked very beautiful, and every time I saw her, it took a week, and then, two days later, she, then, would leave ......
When I was a child, whenever she came home or had not yet come back to the house, I would always pounce on her arms, but seeing her friends there , and would run away in embarrassment.
When I was little, she always bought a lot of snacks when she came back from school, and then brought them to me, saying that she wanted to lose weight, and that's why she gave them to me, and every time she did that, my heart was warmed up.
Now
Now, she dropped out of school, and indifferent to me, now, she, every time is to be a long long time to come back, short of a few weeks, and the long words are a few months ......
Now, accompanied by her side is not me, but a few months older than me, but and her work place I'm not the only one who's been with her for a long time.
Now, changed, everything has changed, every time I come home without her voice, without her snacks, without her words ...... she no longer show me a smiling face, every time, just indifference ......
Time, can really change a person?
Shadow essay 13The most important and valuable thing in the world may be the thing that people usually do not put on the heart, only when we lose it, we can find it important and valuable. However, by then it may already be too late. What is lost is often lost forever. We can only keep a piece of melancholy, a piece of confusion, a piece of lingering sadness and even bleak.
The shadow is this thing. It can be seen, but some people can touch it, some people can not touch it, and the people who can touch it are few and far between. As children we were curious about this thing, and sometimes even wanted to get rid of this strange thing - and it was not got rid of after all. Gradually, the sense of it came to us. Thinking about it now, we were so silly as children. We couldn't live without shadows. You can't live without a shadow. We needed it when we walked through dark alleyways, we needed it when we walked through dusty summer streets, we needed it when we faced empty walls and felt that the world had almost come to an end, we needed it, we needed it when we were hit hard - we needed it to stare at it. When you sit on the stone steps of your doorway in the moonlight and see it nestled against you, why don't you stroke it with a warm hand as you would your beloved dog? How much has it given you? But what has it gotten from you? Not a bit, not a star. And it never asked you for anything.
It is so selfless, and we are so greedy.
Yes, it is just a shadow, a shadow. And us, we are so much worse than it. Why not focus on it?
Shadow essay 14Shadow, everyone has, he is another us, with the emergence of the sun, the shadow is slowly stepped on our feet.
The sun slowly rises from the dark green hills, and bright red daylight spurts out. Little feet rustled on the dead leaves as the sun rose higher and higher, and the dark shadows beneath our feet became more and more apparent. I bounced forward humming a little song, "Why are you so happy today?" I subconsciously replied, "Yeah! It's such a nice day." Nope! Who is this talking? I looked around in horror, "Don't look, I'm at your feet." The voice spoke again, "Who are you?" I clutched the corner of my shirt tightly, "Don't be nervous, I'm Doudou." I took two small steps backward and the beanie took two small steps forward and came back to my feet, "Beanie? Same name as me!" The other beanie added "Nope, you're me, I'm you, I'm attached to you." "Oh, I see!" I realized, slapped my head with my little fleshy palm, crouched down and looked closer. "What are you squatting down for?" "To look at you, I want to know what the other me looks like." I tried to move my body and she did too, "Don't I look just like you? Just look at yourself!" "No, I have eyes and a nose, you're just a dark shadow, it's not the same." I corrected her. "It's because I'm a shadow, your shadow, that's why I'm a black ball." That bean argued with me. The sun was getting hotter and hotter, my legs were already numb from squatting, beads of sweat were falling from my forehead, and as soon as I got up the sweat poured down, hitting the other me! It hurts, your sweat is on me." "Ah! Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it." I hurriedly fall back a few steps. "Don't back up, won't I still go with you?" "Oh yeah!" I scratched my hair in confusion.
"Why don't we go sit in the shade of a distant tree for a while." I ran to the shade to hide from the sun after pointing my finger at a large tree not far away, which shall not be responded to. For a long time, the sun has long run behind the white clouds. When I came out from under the shade, DouDou was gone. I blame myself, if I was not so reckless, not wait for her response to run over, she would not have disappeared? I was sad, gently squatted down and patted the ground with my hand, whispering "Goodbye Doudou ......"
Shadow essay 15Thinking back to that time when my father said something under the bright moonlight, my thoughts were all over the place, and I remembered that past again. ...... (A reminiscent beginning that leads into the following.)
I've been afraid of the dark since I was a child, and I always felt that there would be "monsters" eating me in the dark, and the moon became my companion, and when the night came, I often lay on the balcony to talk to it. （The first time I saw this, I was able to see it on the screen, and I was able to see it on the screen.)
I remember when I was a child, a winter late at night, the naughty clouds cover the moon, the family are asleep, only I was alone in the bedroom, with the lights on, fiddling with the favorite toys, because there is no moonlight, turn off the lights, my heart will accelerate, hands straight cold sweat, the mind began to think of the "monster" ugly appearance, (fill in the blanks), the "monster", the "monster", the "monster", the "monster", the "monster", the "monster", the "monster", the "monster", the "monster", the "monster", the "monster". I began to think of the monster's ugly face. (Add the necessary details of the monster's portrait.) I couldn't sleep for a long time. （The beginning of things.)
My father found the light on in my room and came to see me. He was in his thirties, of medium build, wearing a new style of pajamas, with a clear brow, and at this time was kindly asking me what was wrong, and I told him the whole story. He first laughed out loud and said, "Manly man, how can you be so timid!" Facing (hearing) my father's words, I was silent, and my father coaxed me to lie down on the bed, covered me with a quilt, and turned off the light. (The course of events.)
Father said, "Will you be afraid even if I am here?" "No?" He made me open my eyes and asked what I saw. "It's pitch black, I can't see anything!" I replied. "No, I'm asking you to look at the floor, that dark thing on there is my shadow!" I was skeptical at first, and he added "Don't worry, my shadow will protect you, then you won't have to be afraid." After listening to my father's words, I was no longer afraid in the darkness of the night because I knew that my father's shadow would protect me in the darkness of the night. (The end of the matter. The article describes the skill is still available, the choice of material is too general, I hope you in the future more in the article on the choice of material hard work only!)
Now, I have long been not afraid of the darkness, not only because my father's shadow will protect me in the dark night, but also because I know: as long as the heart has moonlight, no matter how much darkness is in the darkness, will overcome the fear and will not lose their way! (Inspirational ending, sublimating the theme!)