500-word essay 1
Summer comes so early, spring and autumn are always short, and summer and winter are always the most difficult seasons for people. No one likes the two extremes. Just like the equator and the North and South Poles, who wants to go there? If you have to choose between standing in the sun or standing in the cold wind and freezing, I'm afraid not many people can make a decisive choice.
Yes, in such extreme environments, when we are in it, we will be in unbearable pain, but when we need them, we can’t wait to walk into the environment we need. At least we have this feeling. In the winter, no matter how much clothes we wear, we are not warm enough. The cold wind penetrates ruthlessly into our bones, and the whole person seems to be frozen in the wind. It's even worse when it rains. While it's freezing, you still have to wear anti-slip shoes, hold an umbrella, and wear a poncho. At this time, we wanted to run into the house immediately, wrap ourselves in quilts, and yearn for the warm and bright summer sun. At that time, we could never imagine how summer would be so uncomfortable.
However, when the weather gets hot, it feels like summer heat now. Walking on the way to the canteen at noon, it is unbearably hot. If there was a cool air-conditioned room at that time, even just I would be very satisfied with a shade tree. But what greeted us was only the dazzling sunshine, surrounded by hot air. At that time, I really hoped that there would be a magic that could bring me back to winter. Ah, that would be so comfortable!
Many things in the world are like this. You only know its benefits and value when you need it. Only then can we look at it from a correct perspective.
500-word essay 2
The street lamp at 12:05 in the morning, standing still in the solemn night, the secret hidden in the heart seems to be completely forgotten after a second, but , this second, I remember very clearly, the raindrops outside the window gradually became serious, like you when you were lonely in the past. I still remember the first time we met by chance. I clearly remember that there was no rain that day. It was the white mood that day. In the square, beside the fountain, street performers sang special medieval tunes. I don’t know who composed the tunes. It was so simple, but it had charm.
But I don’t know, no one wants to remember that old toothbrush forgotten in that house.
The white mobile phone sings our favorite songs alone on the bedside table where you once slept alone, and the fluorescent lights shine like your playful eyes.
I’m sure I’ve met you somewhere, but every time I turn my head I don’t find you. I thought nothing had changed about you, you still had long hair and you still arrived on time. You are still indifferent to others. I don’t understand why you left in such a hurry, so fast that you didn’t even need your luggage. You forgot to spin the rotating alarm clock and stopped walking for a second. This city once had Your breath has our footprints and our laughter
What a pity, everything has arrived, tickets, passers-by, street rock and roll, dance,
But you have not arrived?
I don’t know, I don’t know anything, I just know that I don’t know.
500-word essay 3
If you don’t break out in silence, you will die in silence
Sometimes, I will think about some strange questions, such as: Why are there hypocritical people? Although there can be no perfect people in the world, I just hate hypocrisy and this distortion of character. Some people regard fame and money as passing things on the surface, but in their hearts they want to have everything. There are so many inferior notes hidden in this indifferent tune. I don’t like to hear it, and I don’t want to hear it. I don't want to understand the helplessness of this world, and I don't want to understand the human accidents in the world. I just feel that all of this is so annoying.
I don’t like to be misunderstood by others, and I don’t want to be laughed at by others. There are also some sentimental faces, which are annoying to me. Sometimes I really want to explode. I really don’t want to be punished. I want to break through the shackles of all public opinions, ignore the opinions of others, and do what I like to do, but I can't do it and dare not do it. Destiny, maybe it is like this, it cannot make you everything go as you want, it cannot be without worries, our life should be like this, we will experience some things we don’t want to experience.
Maybe, I am an aesthetic person, I can’t tolerate sand in my eyes, I don’t listen to those harsh voices, I don’t listen?
Postscript
I don’t know where all these thoughts and feelings come from. Maybe they are the “crazy words” in my dream. If so, I hope this is really a dream, and I hope to be happy forever. Can I worry less?
500-word essay 4
It’s the third year of junior high school . Studying became busy. It seems that at this stage, everything has changed. Going to school every morning becomes so hurried. It seems that what we are facing is not the high school entrance examination, but a war.
Time gives no chance to breathe!
The corridor after class is so quiet. There is no longer the usual chirping, which is more or less something I am not used to. I am not used to letting all those happy and unhappy moods go moldy in my youth in the third grade of junior high school. It happened to be a Saturday, my birthday, so I invited a few friends with whom I usually have good relationships to go to karaoke.
Perhaps there are too few opportunities to breathe. When we arrived at the KTV, everyone was going crazy, rushing to order their favorite songs. Some songs have high pitches, and several people start singing them together, not caring if they are out of tune. It's like spitting out all the unhappy things from your mouth. As soon as the song came down, it was so comfortable. We are so happy in singing without being disturbed by exams.
I haven’t shouted so hysterically for a long time. It seemed like he was venting his dissatisfaction with the exam. Fortunately, I have friends around me, such beautiful memories of youth. We should not forget that we once shouted loudly in the KTV while facing the high school entrance examination. None of that unpleasantness at all.
Cry together, laugh together, and be sad together. Just because we are best friends.
Hmm. Next week, Yan Xiaozai celebrates his birthday. You can go and have some fun.
500-word essay 5
The exam is about to begin. I sat at the table, looking at the endless homework, and murmured in my heart again: so much. When can I pick up my beloved paper and pen to tell people the joy in my heart? Praise the beauty and prosperity of my hometown to the world; and imagine the mysteries of the universe?
In my free time, Looking at the blue sky, the long white clouds, and the happy birds, they are so carefree, without any worries. At this time, how much I want to become a white cloud, floating and playing in the sky; how much I want to become a happy bird, soar in the blue sky, and enjoy all the beautiful things?
To In the countryside, I sat by a small river and looked at the fish in groups of three and five that seemed to be whispering in the water. I once again thought of my beloved paper and pen. How I wanted to write all this down. Come into my composition and let people enjoy all this wonderful thing?
Looking at the leisurely white clouds, the happy birds, and the playing fish, my heart is always full of desire, Eager to pick up my beloved pen and paper again.
Finally the weekend is here. I can’t wait to pick up my beloved paper and pen and devote myself to the writing that makes me happy. I want to write all the beautiful things into my composition and put the beautiful things into my composition. Introduce it to people.
The sun still rises from the east, the moon still hangs in the night sky, the white clouds are still so leisurely, and I still pick up my beloved paper and pen.