1. Write an essay of no less than 600 words with the title "I want time to slow down"
Father, in my heart, is majestic, strong, tall and peaceful. synonymous with. He is like a big mountain, tall and tough. He is not good at words, but I can feel his iron-blooded tenderness as a father.
Time changes, but the years are quiet. He also slowly grew older from a tough-blooded man to an old and heart-wrenching man. I don't know since when, a few strands of silver have been added to his head, wrinkles have already appeared on his forehead, his walking is not as brisk as before, and his back is slightly swaying. Every day when I see him working hard for this family, my nose can't help but feel a little sore.
Every night when I wake up from my dream, what I see dimly is always the soft light from the bright lamp in my father's study. Early the next morning, I would always see him sleeping tiredly on the desk. My mother would always put clothes on him and sigh softly.
I still remember that that summer, my father’s company couldn’t turn around and had problems. He always came home late at night. When I woke up the next day, my father’s room was already full. Cigarette butts and ashes on the ground. Every time I see him, there is an indescribable tiredness between his eyebrows. One time, my father came home drunk after drinking. He talked a lot to his mother, telling her about the suffering and fatigue he had suffered over the years. His words almost brought tears to my eyes. He said: "Honey, I'm really tired... I'm living a useless life..." I suddenly understood that in fact, he is just a grown-up child. He can also cry and be tired. , will also be at a loss.
When I was a child, I loved playing with my father. It seemed that he had many interesting things hidden in his heart. Every night, I would open my eyes wide, surprised and curious. Listening to him telling wonderful and touching stories one after another, I explored a world I had never known. Every time I go out to play, I always like to ride on my father’s neck and cheer for joy, my little head swinging back and forth, and my two little hands are always stuffed with delicious food or toys. In my memory, whenever I lower my head, I always see my father’s kind smiling face. My father is very tall. I sat on his neck and looked down, as if the whole world was...
I still remember when I first learned to call "Dad" His excited and joyful face; I still remember the happy look on his face when I got a perfect score for the first time; I still remember the tears of surprise and joy when I said "Happy Birthday, Dad" on his birthday for the first time; I still remember, The first time I talked back to him, he had an expression of surprise and anger; I still remember the look of relief in his eyes when I did housework for my grandparents... Every growth and every success of mine makes him proud. He once said to me very seriously: "Baby, you are my father's only pride!"
Looking at the old and tired man in front of me, my father, I am really good I want to make time slower, and slower, so that my father can live longer, and longer, so that he, the man who loves me and this family, will not grow old again... 2. I hope that time Walk Slower Essay
Time! Please walk slowly. I also want to play, cry and laugh with my friends who have been with me for a long time...
On the first day of school, everyone came to the same school. It was fate. We can meet and be in the same class. At first, everyone came to a classroom. They didn’t know where it was or what his name was. They only knew that they were here for their studies.
As time goes by, everyone gradually gets to know each other, and their friends gradually become inseparable people. During class at school, we listened carefully to what the teacher said. After class, everyone happily played, exercised and studied together. When school is over, classmates who drop by will chat and laugh together on the way back to their respective homes. Those who didn't go along the way reluctantly said "see you tomorrow" and walked home alone. Some students did not go home after school, but gathered in the school to exercise or play together. It was not until about six o'clock that they parted at the school gate reluctantly.
When the teacher said that we would be divided into classes based on grades when we entered another grade, many students in the class had a somewhat disappointed expression on their faces, maybe because they couldn’t bear to part with the classmates who were together every day.
When the end of the semester comes for a week, some students in our class are not like students in other classes. Students in other classes are studying hard to get good grades and make their parents happy. Some students in our class are not worried about this final at all. They think that whether they do well in the exam or not, it will be the same. If they do well in the exam, they will be praised and it will be over. If you don't do well in the exam, you'll get over it even if you get scolded. However, many students in our class are very serious and hope to get good grades. They also hope that the students who play with them will get good grades so that they can be in the same class as themselves when changing classes.
When the final results came out, although our class was not first in the class, most of the people in our class got the scores they dreamed of. As soon as the test papers were handed out, everyone went to each other to find classmates who were close to them. , ask them how many points they got in the test, discuss with them their ideas on the questions, or discuss what they will do during the holidays.
When the school bell rang, everyone stayed at school with their classmates and refused to go home. Maybe it was because they were afraid of the next time they would see each other again. Ken goes home. But the reality is cruel. The students who refused to go home reluctantly parted at the school gate because the school gate was closed. yes! After such a long friendship, who would be willing to disappear in an instant?
Time! Please go slowly, we don't want to be separated from our classmates who we have played with for a long time. Because our friendship has been established over the past few years. 3. "I really want Yiyi to walk slower" composition
"The old trees in front of the door are growing new buds, and the dead trees in the yard are blooming again..." a song "Where Has the Time Gone" sung It expressed people's voices and sang people's feelings about time. Yeah, where did the time go? Before we can fully feel it, it slips away quietly from our fingertips. I really want time to slow down, and then slower, so that all wishes have enough time to come true.
I really want time to go slower. I am still a child, the dearest child of my parents. I get up every morning to the friendly calls of my parents, and every evening my family walks hand in hand, and at night I listen to Watching my parents tell stories and then falling asleep peacefully... How I wish such a warm time would pass slower. I haven't grown up yet, and my parents haven't aged yet. I can spend enough time with my parents and enjoy every moment of happiness with them.
I really wish that time would go slower, and my classmates and I would not go our separate ways so quickly, and I would not have to say "goodbye" to my teacher so quickly. In the blink of an eye, the six years of primary school life are coming to an end, and the intense junior high school life is coming. At that time, we no longer have time to play, and everyone has to study hard. Three months later, we are about to wave goodbye to our classmates and teachers, and we must be so sad to say goodbye. We have been together day and night for six years, our relationship has become deeper, and we have so many beautiful memories. It is really not surprising to say that we can’t let go. I really wish that time would go slower so that I could spend more time with my classmates and teachers.
I really want time to slow down so that I can embrace the wonderful life now. The days are too short, before I have time to embrace the morning, I have to shake hands with the dusk; the days are too fast, before I have time to appreciate the warmth of spring, I have to prepare for the winter. Let time slow down a little more, so that I have enough time to complete the plans I have prepared for my dreams, to find the meaning of life, and to enjoy the honey and bitter medicine that life brings to me.
I really want time to slow down, so that I can live every day carefully, harvest every day to the fullest, and celebrate every day that is different.
I really want time to slow down and slow down. 4. How to write an essay on the topic of "Time that Slows Down" Urgent
I don't know, how many more times can I go on the road of reincarnation, I don't know. Every time in the dead of night, I ask myself, but I can't let go. How I long for the mistakes in my life to fade away over time. But it didn't. I really want to atone for my sins. If time can slow down, I really want to say sorry to everyone who loves me. However, my relatives, you have tolerated my mistakes, my willfulness, and my unreasonableness without any regrets. Year after year, day after day. To this day, I still wear this shackles uneasily. I am too cowardly to dare to say an apology in front of you. Every time I opened my mouth, I was overwhelmed by your smiling faces. I'm so afraid that you will be surprised by my persistence and pedantry. Do you know? This deep affection has become a pain that I will never be able to repay in my lifetime.
That night when I was seventeen years old, that dream has always stayed in my heart. I dare not tell anyone. Three years ago, my father passed away. I know that no good medicine in the world can save my father's illness. I hate all doctors in the world. In my dream, I found medicine, a yellow powder. A stranger handed it to me and told me, take it and save your father. However, I was too playful, so I climbed on an irrigation machine boat near a river dock next to the crop field and jumped up and down to play. When I thought of business and rushed home, it was getting darker and darker. . Is it because my father was reluctant to leave me behind, or because he hoped that I would become sensible soon? When I woke up crying from my dream, the suppressed discomfort, regret, and annoyance in my heart were all lingering in my mind. I thought desperately that if I took the medicine and ran home quickly, my father would be saved.
This is a belated dream. In the morning, I meditated alone and laughed at my own absurdity. Can I go back in time to my father's hospital bed three years ago? Can I deliver the miraculous medicine given by God to my father quickly? That is of course impossible. When I woke up from the dream, my legs felt like they were filled with lead. I was very tired, tired, and desperate.
In a few days, Father's Day will come again. For a child who has lost his father, this is a cruel day. In this life, the pain of being a young man is unforgettable. In an empty place with no one, I really want to shout with all my strength - Father, don't leave.
The blood love of fourteen years will always be buried deep in my heart. It is because of this pain that the relatives around me want to make up for it with their selfless love. Slowed down time, slowed down love, slowed down family affection, I enjoy the slowed down time, the slowed down pain that the slowed down years have given me.
If there is another life, I must find my father and pray to God to make time go slower and love to last forever. 5. How to write an essay on the topic of "time that slows down". You should use "time that doesn't slow down" as the topic.
I don't know how many more times I can go on the road of reincarnation. I don't know. Whenever the night is quiet, I ask myself, but I can't let go. How I long for the mistakes in my life to fade away with time. But it doesn't. I really want to atone for my sins. If time can slow down, I really want to say goodbye to all the people who love me. I say sorry. But, my relatives, you have tolerated my mistakes, my willfulness, and my unreasonableness without any regrets. Year after year, day after day. To this day, I am still worried. Wearing this shackles uneasily, I am too cowardly to dare to say an apology in front of you. Every time I open my mouth, I am overwhelmed by your full smile. I am so afraid that you will be surprised by my persistence. Pedantic. You know? This deep family affection has become a pain that I cannot repay in my life. That night when I was seventeen years old, that dream has always stayed in my heart. I dare not tell anyone. Three years ago, my father passed away. I know that no good medicine in the world can save my father's illness. I hate all the doctors in the world. In my dream, I found the medicine, a yellow powder. A stranger handed it to me and told me to take it quickly. Save your father. But, I was too playful, so I climbed on an irrigation boat near a river dock next to the crop field and jumped up and down to play. When I thought of business and was busy going home to catch up, , the sky is getting darker and darker. Is it because my father is reluctant to leave me behind, or because my father hopes that I will become sensible soon? When I wake up from my dream crying, the suppressed discomfort, regret, and annoyance in my heart are all lingering in my mind. I am crazy I thought crazily that if I took the medicine and ran home quickly, my father would be saved. This was a late dream. In the early morning, I meditated alone, laughing at my own absurdity. I could go back in time to three years ago. Father's hospital bed? Can I deliver the miraculous medicine given by God to my father quickly? Of course that is impossible. When I woke up from the dream, my legs were as if they were filled with lead. I was very tired, tired, and desperate. In a few days, Father’s Day will come again. For a child who has lost his father, This is a cruel day. In this life, the pain of the young man will be unforgettable. In the empty place with no one, I really want to shout with all my strength - Father, don't leave. The blood love of fourteen years will be deep forever. Deep in my heart, it is because of this pain that my loved ones around me want to give me their love selflessly. Slowing down time, slowing down love, slowing down family affection, I am enjoying this slowing down time, The slowing down years have given me the pain of slowing down. If there is another life, I must find my father and pray to God to let time go slower and love to last forever.
6. Time please slow down, a 600-word composition
Time please slow down, please slow down
In life, we often ignore the flight of time. Inadvertently, time has slipped away quietly. When we realize that we want to keep the past time, time will never return. Composition
A great man once said: "Time is like water in a sponge. As long as you squeeze it, there will always be some." Think about me at ordinary times: I never notice the passage of time, day by day It just passed silently. Now is a critical moment. If you don’t seize the time to study, how can you achieve good results?
When I read the sentence "I hid my face and sighed. But the shadow of the new days began to flash through my sigh again", I suddenly thought of a sentence by Er Er Zhuan actor Xiao Shenyang Quote: "Actually, time flies by so fast. As soon as you close your eyes or open your eyes, a day has passed; as soon as you close your eyes without opening them, a lifetime has passed." Although this sentence made people laugh endlessly after saying it, When I think about it, it really makes me realize something. Suppose we have 3 hours of rest time a day, how should we arrange it? 1 hour to read, 1 hour to do questions, and another 1 hour to memorize words. There are also intermittent periods of time. When you are in a daze, when you are doing other things...based on this calculation, there is not much time left to really do meaningful things. Composition
I long for time to go slower so that I can do more meaningful things. However, time will not wait, it just runs forward, and then disappears without a trace. It leaves success to the diligent and life-long regret to the lazy.
The four seasons pass, but there is a time to come again; the plants wither, there is a time to regenerate; the river is frozen, but there is a time to melt. But what about time? Never again. It is running forward, and no one can stop it! I woke up: how important it is to cherish time!
Time, please go slower! 7. I really want to keep time composition
I really want to keep time
The years are like songs, and the days are passing by day by day. I don’t know how much time I have left to laugh, grieve, bear difficulties with my friends, and...
I remember a classmate’s birthday, and a few friends and I bought her a cake. , sing birthday songs together and wish each other together. I really want time to stay in that moment.
I often see my parents in a daze. Their expressions are a bit vicissitudes of life, melancholy, joy... Some complex emotions are mixed in them. When I see their hands and faces, I can't help but feel a little distressed. Maybe, I will be in a daze and giggle like them in the future, but I don't understand, why can't time stop? Even if it's just for a second.
Time is like rain, it comes and goes quickly, but it drips deeply in my heart. Maybe my future road will be full of tears and pain, but I will keep going.
Six years of deep love have been filled with melancholy, childish laughter dissipated, and tears flowed. How wonderful it would be if time would freeze at this moment forever...
Perhaps the separation I am experiencing now is inevitable and a door to the heart that must be opened. Although I know that time will not stop for anyone, I still imagine that those smiling faces stay under the shade of the trees... 8. 600-word essay, "Slow down, I want to"
Selected composition: Slowing down time (800 words) composition
The night is as cold as water. Outside the window, fireworks suddenly rose. Like blooming flowers, although they are beautiful, they are fleeting. It's like a piece of the past suddenly remembered in my mind, still as bright as yesterday. I picked up the pen and wrote down a paragraph, and suddenly I wanted to record this exclusive time of my own. Fireworks were expelled in the night sky. After the noise, loneliness came like a tide to the people on the ground. Many bleak people and things, the past that you don't want to talk about but always keep in mind, the flickering time, seep into the air with the wandering fireworks. I heard the sound of time walking slowly, tick-tock, tick-tock, knocking on my heart. I have always been disoriented by this fast-rotating world. I walked forward indifferently. I just kept moving forward, racing against time, forgetting my original appearance and my fiery original intention. Dreams are a vague object to me. Because I can't see clearly, I have never thought about my dreams seriously. Whenever I was asked about my dreams when I was a child, I always vowed: I want to be a scientist or an astronaut. .
I always thought that I could get it easily, but after all, I was a child who didn’t understand the world. Nowadays, the stressful life day after day has numbed my brain, and I can’t even outline the future time. I want to think about this issue carefully, stop following the crowd, and really listen to the voice deep in my heart. I have a dream. I dream that one day I can go to Jiangnan, see the places in my dreams, and feel the traces left by time. In the dream, the people there had kind faces. They told me that Jiangnan is a good place. I also dream of going to Shanghai. Such a prosperous city always has a unique attraction. I want to see the rows of beautiful plane trees in the streets of Shanghai, and go to the brilliant central square to listen to a concert. I want to be there. Settle down and let your dreams become reality. Fantasy is always so beautiful. No matter what, I will go on unswervingly. Time will change our appearance, but the dream is in that place and becomes eternal. In the time that slows down, I can dream freely and seriously outline what the future will look like. Time accelerates our growth, and we will eventually become what we like, cherish every time we experience, and perhaps those will be our most beautiful memories as time passes. Nalan Rongruo said: Don’t regret the passage of time. I think we should all slow down and enjoy every unique time. The fireworks are still going on under the bright night, and I am feeling the time that has slowed down. Third grade of junior high school: Dong Siqi
Chapter 1: 2013 Excellent composition for the high school entrance examination The time that slows down
The time that slows down
I like the slowly floating clouds, that feeling The leisurely and contented feeling is so enviable. It occasionally projects in the center of the water's waves, gently asking for your happiness with a feeling of lovesickness. I like the quiet flowing water, the coolness and profoundness, the calmness and calmness are indescribable. That crystal clear drop of water, are you the teardrop left in the world in your previous life? I like the flowers that bloom silently. The lingering and melancholy express the infinite thoughts.
Make a cup of fragrant tea, taste the quiet Zen feeling, and feel the time slowly drifting in and out. In the slow days, let yourself sink into the rolling world of mortals, quietly enjoy the beauty of the years, the perfection of life, and in the leisure and comfortable time, let yourself feel the truest, purest and best indifferent life. , What a beautiful thing this is in life. Everything at this time belongs to oneself, drawing flowers becomes a dream, sleeping on the pillow of water, rendering these thoughts into colorful brocade, slowly touching and feeling. Passing through the blue sea of ????heart, lowering your eyebrows and smiling slightly, turn this plain joy into a landscape painting, appreciate it slowly, and savor it slowly.
Life has slowed down, time has slowed down, and your heart has also slowed down. This slow feeling will suddenly make you discover a lot of beauty that you have never noticed before, such as the delicate flowers and the green leaves. , the clarity of the water, the majesty of the mountains, even an inconspicuous little insect can bring you a joy? It turns out that those ordinary things are also attractive and small at this moment. The love is rippling in my heart, like a green lake, with ripples and endless love.
On a quiet night, sitting in the water-colored time, you can read a book, be in a daze, or even think about some random things. The most important thing is that you must enjoy these good times slowly. You don’t have to be too serious, just be casual, be happy, follow your heart, and let the circumstances arise. This ray of time is dyed by you with a relaxed smile, soaked with a ray of joy, and there is a cool Zen feeling flowing through the sea of ????hearts, and beautiful flowers quietly Bloom, happiness knocks gently on the door 9. Composition I Really Want to Keep Time, 600 words
People who have memories are rich, people who have failures and successes are rich, and they have fulfilling People with souls are truly rich...
I agree with this sentence, not because it comes from a person whose initials are two "c"s facing each other, but because this sentence This sentence seemed to put my heart on an X-ray machine, allowing me to see the simple and transparent desire in my heart - I wanted to retain time.
It made me understand that I want to keep time, because I want to keep my childhood, keep that carefree time, keep those things that bring me endless laughter and infinite longing. Time, keep that time that makes my soul rich...
In the spring morning, the refreshing and charming fragrance of peach blossoms blows into the nose with the soft spring breeze, and a feeling of refreshment comes out of the body. , we picked peach petals with our friends and played a spring "snowball fight"; in the summer morning, we got up early, shook our oars in the cool morning breeze, and took a small boat. , rafting in the green lotus pond, collecting the sweet lotus dew in the morning, and making a pot of tea for the elders; in the autumn afternoon, I shuttled with my friends through the golden wheat fields, the wind blew, and the rice danced left and right. Our heads lowered heavily, as if we were shyly waiting for the rebirth next year. We who were playing in the fields also shared the joy of the harvest with the adults; in the winter evening, the family gathered around the stove to keep warm and admired the heavy snow falling outside the window. , talking about whether this heavy snow can "herald a good year", the warmth in my heart due to the endless love and warmth of family overflowed, and laughter and warmth rippled throughout the home...
< p> Now that I am getting busier with my studies, how much I long to retain the carefree, free and happy days of my childhood. That happy time is the wealth that only I can have.