I have a diary, exquisite it, loaded with my vision of happiness, love, the desire to Wu's crush, those ridiculously childish text, recorded the youthful dribs and drabs, all my secrets.
It is such a mysterious diary that even the family can not see, lost.
I rummaged through the closet, not even a dirty corner, but still nothing.
Lost.
Lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, my mind was blank, and my eyes actually flowed out of tears.
"Tears will not help, it is better to sit down and think back carefully." I muttered.
Within moments, I concluded that the diary must have been lost at yesterday's birthday party, as I distinctly remembered that I had written it the day before. The suspect? It was one of the people who came to the party!
I listed the people who came to the party, and used the process of elimination to eliminate them one by one, and in the end, all of them were eliminated - the ones who came to join the queue were all my good friends and classmates. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't want to see the same thing in the future.
Who stole my diary?
Just as I was getting worried, I stumbled upon a note that had been slipped through the door.
On the hard black paper, it was written in silver highlighter: "If you really like Wu, meet me in front of the park at four o'clock this afternoon.
When I saw the word wu, my heart beat a little faster, and my face turned red. I've always been ashamed to talk about him.
The note was obviously written by the reporter who stole the day. Just like the kidnapping case staged on TV, after kidnapping people, always make a phone call goods to send letters for money. When I think about it, I am a little scared, what will he do to me?
The notes on the note, crooked, extreme scribbling, but good to see. I felt that the man had written it like that on purpose, but what was the intention?
Wait a minute, four o'clock, it's like ...... moma, 10 minutes to go!
I almost made a mad dash to the park, but the guy didn't come.
On the way there, I was almost thinking of things to say and gestures to make.
Just the thought of the secret being known made my heart so uneasy and scared.
I even thought of giving him some "hush money" to keep the secret, and then spend some money to redeem the diary.
I can say that I have thought of all the scenarios, but I did not expect this - I waited for an hour, and only waited for a little girl to hand over a note.
It was still in black and silver - "I know you really like Wu, tomorrow at this time, the same place."
God in the East, Jade Emperor in the West, and the lovely Zeus, who can help me?
I almost stumbled home, with deep fear.
It was as if I had fallen into a black hole, deprived of privacy but unable to escape, only, at its mercy, like a sheep into the hands of a wolf.
Analyzing from the second note, it seems that they are watching me from a hidden place, why are they watching? To test whether I like Sycamore or not? Could that be done by a girl who also likes Sycamore? Well, maybe it was.
Suddenly, I feel very tired, and even regret, why do I have to write a diary! The first thing you need to do is to find someone to tell you what you want to say!
Write a 600-word essay on the topic of what will never be lost
The Memory of What Will Never Be Lost
Our memories are very scattered, very plain. There is sadness in the scattered, and happiness in the plain.
--Title
The memories of my childhood, riding on a paper airplane, flew to the boundless blue sky.
When I walked into the small classroom, the rows of seats were still so neat. I picked a seat at random and sat down, the seat is really too narrow, after all, I have grown up a lot. I lie on the table, took out a pencil on the table drawing, without realizing it drew a line. Interval and between two tables, then we, the line called "thirty-eight line", who do not many occupy any corner of the table. When I think about it, it was really a childish thing to do. At that time, in class, the students sitting on the left side of the table would definitely suffer. Because when writing homework, will also inadvertently put the elbow on the desk of the table, out of the "38 line", the desk is a scolding.
Such a scene, almost every day on the stage. Although, it sounds like the students are very bad, in fact, between students, the heart is still very good. In this way, after class, still in that narrow corridor jumping cowhide ribbons, always after the black and white match, divided into two groups, can also be said to be a competition, but not like. It was just that the winners were happy and the losers were happy for the winners. There would be no unhappiness and no conflict at all. I remember that we used to fight and tell each other in private how wrong we were. As soon as the sun goes down and comes up in the morning, it's a new day. It will be a new day, a new memory. Looking at each other, just giggling. I miss you, childhood me.
Teenage memories, rowing a boat, swimming to the boundless sea.
Walking through the green grass, I could not help but lie on the grass. Still put his hands on the back of the head cushion, eyes straight at the sky, suddenly, feel the earth turn up is fast. Close your eyes, in front of the eyes are then we come here to play, leaving footprints. Deep and shallow, different sizes. I always like to leave a deep, small footprints. For wanting to leave one of myself in these beautiful landscapes. Also, we used to bake sweet potatoes together in this meadow. Looking around for a few bricks, we built a small pit similar in appearance to a house, put a few sticks of firewood on top, and then pulled a few sweet potatoes out of the bag and rested them on top. I took out a box of matches from deep in my pocket, "swish, swish" and lit it twice, then let it burn slowly, roasting the big, good-looking sweet potatoes. After a short while, the smell came into our noses. We jumped and jumped happily. Picked up their own sweet potatoes, do not care about peeling, directly into the mouth, fragrant nibbling up. By dusk, we were strolling through this meadow, our shadows getting smaller and smaller. We drifted farther and farther away, all returning to our respective homes. In a flash, I had no memory again. Just wandering blindly on the lawn. How can I not step on the shadow of my teenage years, so the street lamps are also dark, I can't find myself. I miss, teenage me.
Yesterday's memory, riding a bicycle, crossing several cities.
Yesterday I was still complaining about the time. Then, today's me, and what to do with the time to explain. Time gradually strides forward, but I am still in that time, that place, that unattended corner. Yesterday, you will not come back, yesterday's sun, will not appear again. About yesterday's everything, will not be original again to start over, I do not expect too much time, just want to, cherish this second in front of you, every second are utilized, that memories, is not very full, and very beautiful. That will also leave what regret, and will not have too much time to complain and reluctance. Because it will eventually leave me far away. Time, in this moment, you still belong to me, I still put you to good use. However, that memory, and hide where, perhaps I understand too late, now, only began to sacrifice should not be lost, those memories.
Write an essay 400 words looking for lost hand donationsLost handkerchief
This morning, Mr. Wang took our class to play in Rui'an Square.
Just arrived at the square, we saw a high-rise building standing around the square, very spectacular. Further in, we saw a small pool, the teacher found a piece of holy ground next to the pool. Then we formed a big circle at the teacher's command. The game was about to begin, and we sang the handkerchief-throwing song: "Throw, Throw, Throw the Handkerchief ......" Xiao Li slowly ran around the circle with his handkerchief in his hand, and he sneakily placed it behind a female student. The female student didn't realize it at first, but when she saw that the handkerchief in Li's hand had disappeared, she immediately turned her head to see if it was behind her. Once she turned around, she realized that it was too late. She immediately grabbed the handkerchief and chased after him with great strides. But still did not catch Xiao Li, had to accept the punishment, memorized an ancient poem.
After she memorized the poem, she focused on searching for the target, and wanted to find someone "out of anger". The song of the handkerchief thrower began to echo in the square again. She began to run slowly, and suddenly, as if she had identified a target to attack, she ran fast. But I did not expect this target is actually me, I do not want to memorize the ancient poem so when I found the handkerchief behind me, I flew after it, but I can not be too late, I have to be willing to be punished.
The sound of ancient poems, songs, echoing in the square. Today is really a happy day!
To write an essay on the topic of lost children
Tonight, my mother and sister skated through the ice in the parking place to see a nose flow a lot of blood of the little girl, nosebleed flow everywhere: face, clothes, pants, on the ground. There was a lesbian next to her asking her what was wrong from a distance. When my mom saw this, she immediately went up to her and took out a towel from the motorcycle to help her wipe the nosebleed, and then called 110 and called the police car from Huayang Police Station to take the little girl home. The little girl has always been crying, she cried nosebleed especially, mom asked her why she was crying, the little girl said: "My father-in-law accompanied me to play, and then I could not find him, so I ran here to look for it, still can not find." Mom talked to the little girl while comforting her not to cry, raised her forehead, sprinkled a little cold water, patted the forehead to stop the bleeding.
Before the police car did not come, her father-in-law finally came to find, and then her father and mother also came to find, he (she) said, "Thank you!" At this time, the police car also arrived, the car down three police, two uncles and an aunt, all wearing uniforms, my mother told him (her): "The little girl's family has been found." Then they said hello and went back.
The little girl's mom and dad took the little girl home, this thing is finally done, really tired! Back home mom said to me: "The little girl flowed too much blood, covered with blood, if I 99zuowen. alone to send her home, her family will suspect, mom can not say. Only to help her first stop the blood, called the Huayang police station police car to send her back. The little girl's nosebleed could have fainted at any time if it kept flowing again without control. Next time, if you lose it, you must be calm, do not panic, to the mother unit to call or ask for help adults.
Write an essay on the topic of lost children 200The Lost Child
Coming home from work, my daughter said to me, "Dad, the teacher asked you to write an essay is on the topic of parents and children." What to write about? I secretly thought in my mind. I am a, for parents who educate their children, a failure, not a good parent. I was blaming myself and reflecting---
Child, you are already a sixth-grader, but your study habits are not good at all, and your self-awareness is too poor! Daughter, you know that in addition to going to work, dad also has to take care of your sick grandmother, and also have to look after your homework. Sometimes when I trust you a little bit and don't check it, your teacher will send you short messages and call you to say that your homework isn't finished, so that dad can also listen to the teacher's teachings, and dad put down his hands and hurriedly rushed to the school, which is something that dad feels is a dishonorable thing too. When I stepped into the school gate, my legs were like lead, and I couldn't move fast enough. There were times when I thought to myself, "I'm really useless for not educating only one child. How I hope you can seriously complete the teacher's homework, do not know the place to ask the teacher, do not pretend to understand, a write on the wrong, to be a modest and studious children!
Children, do you remember? This year's 2. 6 morning, because you did not complete the first day of the English teacher's words mimeographed, I 6:30 to wake you up from sleep to get up and complete the words not mimeographed. You a lazy look is not willing to get up, I coaxed you for a while, you do not have the will to get up, I was angry at the cover on you lifted the quilt, you are still lying in bed, I was angry even dragged drag you out of the door, so that your bare feet, wearing a cotton sweater, you stood in the stairway. You were screaming hysterically, "I don't want to study, so what!" Your head was still high and your eyes were full of discontent. My heart broke in the darkness of the hallway! At that time you stood outside, when I closed the house, I shed tears, my heart is dripping blood --- your attitude is too disappointing to me, because the first night, I have said to you, the next morning early in the morning to memorize vocabulary, and you did not touch the silent end of the 2-page Chinese torn down and hid, you think I will not pay attention to the check to be fooled, the child ah, can not be half a little false learning, only You can only build a good foundation by being serious and solid, and it will not be hard for you to study. Later, I was afraid that you would freeze and pulled you back. When I saw you freezing, as a father, my heart felt like being cut by a knife. Then you put on your clothes. Did you memorize it all in a while? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
Children, you know? When you make a little progress in learning, mom and I will be happy for the sake of, do not hold a grudge against dad, because if I give you a loose childhood, will harm you for life. The current state of education in China is that "points are the only thing that counts". When you grow up, you will be able to understand my pain.
The first thing you need to know is that you can't do anything about it, and you're not going to be able to do anything about it. I sometimes lose my temper with you, and occasionally hit you, although the pain in your body but the pain in my heart, I am forced to do, all for you, change your bad habits. Learning to be diligent, can't come to slow down lazy, you are a knowledgable and well-behaved child. I once had a fever, you are busy, and is to get a towel and boil ginger soup, I heart is very touched, you a small adult look, I asked you how to know so much, you said I am your daughter ah! Because I love you, Dad --- I was so excited after you left that I shed tears, feeling that you have grown up ---
This winter vacation homework diary forgot to write, I feel that I am responsible, I did not pay attention to the check, I learned that you did not go out to play, and sometimes have to accompany the sick grandma, grandma also often ask about your learning, you will change the bad habits of learning to learn unconsciousness, to overcome laziness. I and the whole family teachers wait and see, and bad yesterday goodbye. Learning in the new year dragons and tigers, tigers and tigers, it!
Write an essay with "Confidence that should not be lost"
The person is of high moral character; or has the quality of perseverance; or indifferent to fame and fortune, wholeheartedly for people to do good things ...... In short, no matter how to say, role models are all around us.
Yesterday morning, my aunt drove to pick up my mom and I to the sea park to play. We were talking and laughing as we strolled around in the park, enjoying the beautiful scenery. At this time, I suddenly saw a grandfather fell in the distance. I anxiously said to my mom, "Mom, mom, there is an old grandpa falling down, let's go help him!" Mom asked me where. Just then, I saw a well-dressed uncle had run to the old grandfather's side ahead of me. He picked up the old grandfather, patted the dirt on his body, and asked with concern, "Master, are you all right? Where did you fall and hurt?" "I ...... I ...... I here ...... I hurt here." The old grandfather pointed to his knee and said. The uncle immediately helped the old grandfather to a nearby chair and rolled up his right pant leg. Seeing that the old grandfather's right knee was red and swollen, the uncle said anxiously, "Grandpa, let me send you to the hospital! Your injury is quite serious." "No need young man, you go about your business, I'll just sit for a while." The old man shook his head. "Then stand up and show me if it's better?" Who knows, before the old grandfather could stand up, he sat down again. "No way! Your injuries are not light, if you don't get treatment in time, it will get worse!" Said the uncle immediately stopped a taxi and helped the old grandfather into the car ......
I saw what the uncle did, his kind of help people happy behavior is a kind of noble behavior, but also a kind of people see all have to take him as an example of behavior. If all people are like this uncle, help those who need help around them and offer them sincere greetings, the world must be a better place! Liu Xinwen
Please take "should not be lost --------" as the title, write a compositionshould not be lost smile
Forgot since when, when in a bad mood began to like the pressure of the road. It seems that the noisy and disturbing traffic can give me a strange sense of non-existence, and the faces of indifferent pedestrians can depict the gloomy sky more dimly.
Then cry quietly on the side of the road, and let the tears wash the familiar city strangely.
Stand up, head down, go home.
The wind was blowing furiously, and the branches of the trees were madly flailing above my head, twisting and turning, indifferently and proudly looking at this fragile and worthless me. The winds are blowing the sand, coloring the world in black.
Damn it, who's in front of me again?
I scrunched my neck, wrapped my coat around my body again, and buried my head in my hands, trying to get around the passerby. The wind is messing with my hair, like the anxiety in my heart, and I can't get it out of my head. The warmth of the cold world has long been lost.
The left step, the black shadow to the left to swim. The first step is to take a step to the right, the black shadow continues to follow.
Hey, you are my shadow.
I felt that gaze on my hairline for a long time, and suddenly began to rummage for something in my bag. Cars sped past one by one mockingly, pairs of headlights like mocking eyes.
I got annoyed again.
Suddenly, a packet of napkins appeared in front of my eyes, and a long, slender hand. The tips of the fingers frankly pinched the edge of the napkin, but the toes shifted uneasily. The world drifted into silence.
I hesitated and took the tissue. The flowery green wrapping, eye-catching and dazzling, shook me and made me squint for a moment. With a hint of perfunctory open the package, took out a soft paper. But it is a special paper, on which a smiley face is lightly drawn, and next to it is written: *** ile all day.
All of a sudden, it seems as if the brightly colored flowers on the package dyed the flowers on the roadside red, and the tender green trees on the package blotched out the trees above my head. The world steeply narrowed and enlarged, a moment was painted colorful. I raised my head and looked behind me, but only to see a fading brown dot. Was the smile retrieved?
I pursed my lips and smiled, putting the tissue in my pocket. Holding my head high, I continued to walk towards home. Smiling calmly, and the wind was gentle.
"Girl, you have a nice smile." Sell balloon lady at this time also like spring warm snow melting smile said.
"Really? You too."
I felt the tissue in my pocket again. It smiled and lay in the darkness, but reflected the light.
It was as if for a moment the world smiled and would never be dim again.
In fact, if you smile, life will look better.
You and me both.
Smile, should not be lost. Please seal it on your face with your heart and make the world smile too.
Everything will look better.
How to find a lost journalTake a magnet and see if you can suck it out, preferably while chanting a mantra.
The Promise That Should Not Be Lost 900 Word EssayWhile I was eating, my mom said to search me, "Go to Ciclone after dinner." I was so happy that I couldn't wait to jump three feet high. Finally finished eating, I was joyful, ran to my mom, want her to take me to Cikelong. "Let's go on May Day, the membership card won't work until then, you can spend less money that way." All I got was a short sentence. "It's okay to go to Three Rivers." I still had a glimmer of hope. "There's no membership card for Three Rivers," Mom didn't take this seriously at all, "You can go later." In fact, mom had already failed to keep her word more than once. Every time, I said to myself that I would never trust my mom again, but every time, I went back to believing and trusting her promises. My heart, which had been deceived by my mom over and over again, no longer felt sad. Are mom's promises so weak? Doesn't her promise to me matter at all? Why promise when you know you can't do it? Tears fell in drops, landing on my heart and hitting it. How could I have not believed in my mom, but she, again and again, let me down. A mother's promise can sometimes be a sweet cake with a burst of flavor. However, as soon as you reach out to grab it, it will become a needle, mercilessly stabbing at you, stabbing you, but leaving no trace.
To write an essay on the topic of gratitude should not be lost
To write an essay on the topic of gratitude should not be lost
In life, we often encounter some troublesome things, if we regard it as a constant incentive to motivate us to move forward, and continue to sharpen the sharpness of our character, with a grateful heart to see, we will be able to feel some of the other flavors! ...... Americans in order to show their gratitude, specifically set up a Thanksgiving Day, they visited during Thanksgiving Day on their own have helped people, visit relatives and friends, get together to eat pumpkin, together very happy ......
Foreigners can set up a holidays to give thanks for favors, but the Chinese see their gratitude everywhere. There is an old Chinese proverb: "If you receive a drop of water, you should return it with a spring of water." In my opinion, our country has a thousand years of cultural heritage, high moral sentiments, and intoxicated countless Chinese children, so the heart of gratitude must be very "vigorous", must be all people.
The little snail was dissatisfied with the heavy and hard shell he had to carry since he was a child, so he asked his mother: why do we have to carry this shell since we were born? Mom told him: we have no bones, the shell can support and protect the body. Still puzzled, he asked his mother: What about the caterpillar sister and the earthworm brother who don't need to carry a shell? Mom said: Because the sky and the earth will protect them. The little snail cried: we are so poor, the sky does not protect us, and the earth does not protect us. Mom comforted him and said, "That's why we have shells! We don't rely on the sky, we don't rely on the earth, we rely on ourselves!
This is a short but philosophical story: not only tell us to be strong, but also tell us to always have a grateful heart. Life is always full of bad things, always entangled with us and we can not get out. However, God is fair, when a door is closed, there is always an open window. The little snail should thank God that he has such a good shell.
In life, we often encounter some troubles, if we regard it as a constant incentive for us to move forward, constantly sharpening our character of the tool, with a grateful heart to see, we will feel a different taste.
The Chinese people are a grateful nation, five thousand years of cultural accumulation has created a mother in the hands of the line, the wandering son on the clothes on the mother's love of gratitude, lying on the ice to seek carp type of return to the father's love. Parental love, as deep as the sea, selfless father and mother love, do not need us to repay. Even if we can repay, we can repay how much one? Forever grateful heart, parents will be because of your gratitude and tears! Wang Xiang, a great filial son, had to catch fish to eat in order to get food for his mother. But the harsh winter sealed the entire river, any of its hard stones can not break the ice. He had to come up with a "stupid" way to use his own body to melt the ice, and then to catch fish. Some people say that he is stupid, but we have thought about it, he is stupid for a reason, he in order to repay the kindness of his mother, only to come up with this strategy ah. Wang Xiang's "lying on the ice to seek carp" has been widely rumored by future generations, because Wang Xiang has a heart to know the kindness of repayment.
"Bowed to the end of his life" Zhuge Liang. Zhuge Liang that day plowing in Nanyang, living in the chaotic world. Who knows Liu Bei think of virtuous as thirsty? Had three times to Zhuge Kongming's grass house, please come out of the mountain. As the saying goes, "He who recognizes the times is a wise man". He was impressed by Liu Bei's sincerity, so, in return for the kindness of Liu Bei's three visits to his hut, he went to work for Liu Bei and pacified the country.
The above are the deeds of the ancients to repay the kindness, in fact, in our side, the examples of gratitude are numerous. The parents worked hard to bring up their children, and the children, in return for their parents' kindness, studied hard to lay a solid foundation for their own future, so as not to let them worry and work hard.
Usually, we are often in the help of others, said that the kindness of the water must be returned to the spring, but we have been assisted by the benefactor to the spring to return the opportunity to how many? Moreover, the person who helps others must not report to others to thank the heart and help others. As long as we can be helped with gratitude, and spread it along the time and space, the heart of gratitude to the world, spread throughout the ancient and modern. I believe that those who help others will be very happy.
The sun will shine brightly if you are grateful!
The flowers will be very colorful if you are thankful!
The sunshine and flowers will always be in the heart of the heart, and the love will make the fragrance of the flowers with the sunshine to the whole world ,,,,,,,,,,
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