In ordinary learning, work, life, we all have the experience of writing essays, very familiar with the essay, right, essay is the transition from internal to external speech, that is, from the compressed brief, they can understand the language, to carry out, with a standardized grammatical structure, can be understood by others in the form of external language transformation. So, how to go about writing an essay? The following is the essay that I help you organize to meet, welcome to learn and reference, I hope it will help you.
The essay of meeting 1Tell just a word of sorry, exactly as if there were no clouds in the distance.
The passing of time, but also scattered gold and jade.
A lot of people are crying, a lot of people in memory, still no one completely forget. In fact, we all understand that if we can do everything we want, there won't be so much sadness on earth. I said, we are the earth's April day, forget the ordinary signs, to touch the encounter did not fall melancholy; I said, when we, and when can we really understand the distance of time; I said, there must be a cup of coffee temperature is just good ......
Perhaps you will encounter a encounter, perhaps an encounter will encounter you. In the end, the story will quietly turn a page, so everything began to enter the role. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the best ones. If lost in this world, we can certainly find the past life. Because, sisters only to y understand, only to y remember, pour it a piece of tenderness.
Who is laughing well flowers bloomed a,
Who is light ancient city dusk?
At first, we are all clouds white lotus, since the beginning of time, passed a long time, walked a long time, see more, but also more reluctant to give up, right? Time for us is not can fade everything, the mouth is no longer suitable. Meet, to burn the years together, no matter what, we have to believe that the past echo, the past is still in that encounter inaccessible place, does not increase or decrease. Later, what all became redundant, alone interpretation of desolation. Being remembered by the sisters peacefully, silent and watchful, just like a drop of tears that did not fall from the corner of the eye.
Stay just a moment, look back is a lifetime.
If you just meet by chance, let the meeting be the beginning, just don't ask for the end of the other time.
Looking up at the road, the entrance to the dream is a little narrow, do you hear me? Autumn is leaving, winter is coming, cloudy day, evening, look out the window, there are so many things waiting for the future, if this day's meeting is for tomorrow's departure, I do not know that the person who walked into the alley can still walk out. The happiness is in the closest place to heaven, the story of the watery years, who's happiness and from the only paradise.
I heard that the dream of Jiangnan, like the falling flowers as light, she will be in the time to stand still, sentient awake. Thus, only simple and plain can withstand the knock of time, but everyone's back is so long, turn around and see each other. We, however, only know how to remember, but also do not give up the distance.
No wonder who laughed at eternity is the lie that people make,
Just how strong do you have to be to dare to remember.
If the dream of a meeting, a turn has been a million miles. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. Anything is not a fairy tale model, sweet to sadness sweet to light. When it comes back to reality, too sweet, was disguised as the most painful.
The story can not go back, but the warmth of the cold knows itself.
The first snow encounter, when to come?
The world, life is a hundred different things, and that chance encounter with her may be the fate of the encounter. I still can't forget it after a long time.
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It was a cold winter, the north wind whistling, like a roaring lion rampage, scraping in my face like a knife cut general pain. I had no choice but to temporarily change the way home, borrowed 2 yuan from my classmates ready to take the bus. Waiting with me was a young woman, about 20 years old. The first impression I got from her was that she was haughty and petulant. I immediately felt a small amount of disgust for her.
"Tick, tick, tick--", the car came, I rushed to get on the car in front of her, and found a seat to sit down, while she respectfully let all the elders on the car, before dragging a box of luggage on the car himself. As soon as she got on the bus, she smiled and asked if the bus was going to Yanling Xincun, and only after she got a definite answer did she find a seat in front of her and chat with a woman next to her, and from time to time she teased the little baby in her arms, she was really a chatty person, and she was talking incessantly and with a good sense of humor, and the atmosphere in the car was suddenly active. I have to admit, her smile was like the sunshine in winter, warming everyone in the car. She was just like that with a young vigor, breaking into my sight and everyone's sight.
Car to a stop, up came a grandmother, she did not say anything, gave up the seat, sat next to me, at this time a burst of bone-chilling wind blowing, so I sneezed. When she saw this, she hurriedly closed the window, then turned back and gave me a big smile. She asked me, "Are you going to Yanling New Village too?" I nodded. Seeing that I had no intention of having a long conversation, she had no choice but to be silent. I just focused on the flickering scenery outside the window and didn't look at her.
The road was not good, the road surface was uneven. She wasn't quite used to it and fell over due to inertia. So she gripped the handle tightly, while I had long been accustomed to it, and was too preoccupied with getting home to care.
There was a steep hill ahead, and the car shook violently a few times as it passed. I was unsteady, and I was about to fall to the ground. Just in the nick of time, she held my hand tightly, I have not reacted, my body has been pulled up, only a second later she let go of her hand. I thanked her gratefully, and she just smiled and didn't say anything.
Just this second, I got to know someone again. After all this time, I still remember that there was such a hand that warmed my heart. She also made me realize that there will be a sky full of sunshine between strangers!
This, is a most beautiful encounter.
Another year in the fall, the leaves eventually could not beat the time, reluctantly left the trees that accompanied them. The first time I saw this, I was so happy to see you, and I'm so happy to see you. I don't know why I suddenly thought of you today and remembered your smile. But why is your smile in my . The brain is hazy? It's time that's messing with me. Time is like a flood wave, washed away you and me, but also washed away the traces of our together. Just I still have the luxury that I will be able to meet you again, and then be with you and be the best of friends.
Dear Kiki, how are you? How long has it been since we met? I'm afraid even we can't remember. I only know that since the graduation of elementary school, I have not been able to see your figure, your smile. And now, in my mind, even the memories of our relationship have been lost and blurred. I'm blaming myself and I'm scared, will you feel the same way as I do now?
Kiki, you know what? After the eighth grade, I made a very good friend Ying Ying. We knew each other at first sight, in class, we were inseparable. Only, after becoming good friends with her, how uneasy I was inside. Because I will always remember that you, at that time, asked me with a sad face, "Will I always be your best friend? "I said, "Of course." You laughed and said, "I knew it!" The look of your contentment is something I can't possibly forget no matter what.
In the days when I became good friends with Ying Ying, you appeared in my dreams night after night. Once, I dreamed that I, Yingying and you, and many, many classmates were having a party in a house. I went out of the house, it was a night, the lights outside the house were dimmed, every house was decorated with lanterns, and if you listened carefully you could hear the laughter of other people's houses. There were fireworks against the sky, colorful and beautiful. When I turned my head to look back, I found Ying Ying, and you. Ying Ying came over to play with me, while you were laughing and joking with other people I didn't recognize, not even looking at me. Soon, you both left, and I was left alone outside the house. I should say, I was the only one left in the world. Suddenly, all the lights went down, the world was dark, I was so scared, I cried and shouted your name and Ying Ying's name, but the only thing that answered me was a bone-chilling wind
The next morning, when I woke up. The eyes I found were tired and bloated, and my pillow was wet. The dream was extremely brief, but it was so horribly unforgettable. I knew that I had broken our vows. But what can be done about it? You and I are only a few thousand meters away from each other, but our hearts have been separated by a hundred thousand miles. When we separated, it has always been I call to contact you, but you did not take the initiative to contact me. Now I am also tired. You don't contact me, I don't contact you, that's it. But I'm so sad to let go of you, how friendly we were at first, how I wish we could meet again and continue to be good friends to each other. I have always had a premonition that this wish of mine will come true, in the near future.
I believe that as long as we both work hard, we will meet in the near future, in the first high school, in that high school that we both dream for. By that time, I hope I can meet you along with the sound of flowers blooming in my heart. Then, I, Ying Ying and you, **** together to enjoy the new high school life!
The essay of meeting 4August 7 at noon. Kunming. The train station.
Out of the station, a search out wrote my name on the pick-up sign, and then look at him, early thirties, wearing a blue suit, medium, white and thin face, hung a pair of myopic glasses, he concentrated, to the flow of people constantly looking out, saw me go up to him to say hello, then showed a friendly smile. The first time I met him, but it was like a déjà vu.
Taking my hand-pulled suitcase, he smiled all the way and took us to the travel agency office building opposite the train station. Take the elevator on the third floor, sweeping, the office staff are busy, his office, a few computers running, can see that he was busy working, he made tea for our sisters, while introducing, this is the largest travel agency in Kunming, like his leadership of fifty. Just talking, suddenly listen to the window crackling a rush, he said: "Look, the weather in Yunnan is like this, rain at any time, followed by the sun." I thought, Yunnan is originally this poetic. Out of his trust, we happily signed a travel contract, next he called a car, send us to the lodging, said if we are not too tired, after lunch, he took us to Dianchi tour, tomorrow officially by the tour guide, we gladly agreed.
Lunch, he arranged for us a special dish - pickled pig's feet, said, sort of for our sisters to pick up the dust! Seven turns around, finally came to the destination, spacious bungalow, wooden roof, wooden doors and windows, wooden, low tables and stools, the store owner is a tall, strong man, everything in the house was cleaned up by him bright, leisurely environment allows you to feel at home. The host smiled and prepared meals for us neatly, first up the pot of pig's feet and rice, each according to their own preferences and ordered some green food, while eating and chatting, because our sisters are not good at drinking, Mr. Fang poured himself a drink.
Encounter Spring City, Spring City of flowers, so that my eyes have not been idle for a moment, the heart is also warm as spring, so that my first touched by the colorful flowers everywhere, anytime, anywhere along with you, look, bright glass windows, a rather large courtyard, the wall bloomed in a large tree like the flowers of the purple violet, crowded, streaming, splashed down from the wall, the tired flowers flirtatious, colorful to the We smile, really everywhere in the city of spring is not blossoming ah! The second thing that touched me is that Kunming people treat their guests like spring, not cold, not dry, timely and moderate, as Mr. Fang and the owner of the store, they always wear that spring-like smile. Inside the pot, pickled pig's feet curling hot, the taste is really better than home made, the journey, came to the remote southwest border, there is such a pleasant environment, delicious meals, is also rare to meet it! Everything is so cozy, suddenly like a dream, I really am in the long-desired spring city? Was I really about to encounter the snowy Dali, the soft Lijiang, the magical Shangri-La, and the flavorful Xishuangbanna? I was awakened from the infinite thoughts, Mr. Fang greeted me eat more, said pig's feet beauty, I smiled at him, beauty does not care, anyway, I am not afraid of bad absorption of fat, delicious, I'll eat a little more!
In the meantime, he smiled and said seriously: "I have been thinking, what kind of a woman will write such a beautiful article? Today to see you, really the text as a person, and imagine almost exactly the same, even more than the imaginary show." I laughed, without saying anything, and then I was ashamed, a little embarrassed, and explained to him, "That's because you think too well of me!" Because of traveling, we met, because of words, we became friends. At the beginning, he came to my space to read the text, and occasionally leave sincere comments, one by two, each other have a little understanding. Today, in front of his eyes, words and deeds, amiable, as I feel in the network of his first, real, honest, is a trustworthy friend, the difference is, than the avatar on his much younger.
About two o'clock after the meal, our party of three hit, to Dianchi sped, not a moment, five hundred miles of Dianchi, will run to the bottom of the eye. Known as the "Pearl of the Plateau" known as the Dianchi, beautiful scenery, blue waves, remote, sails point, lake and mountain color, intoxicating. Appreciate, mesmerized, marveling, and he, without losing time will introduce a few sentences. Jokes, continue to the lake to the western mountain climbing, curved stone path to the top of the mountain extension.
Standing on the west mountain, a bird's eye view of the spring city, Dianchi full view. The three of us walked and chatted while taking pictures, the steep mountain road, he turned back from time to time to take care of our sisters, really a thoughtful, understanding people. I remember earlier, he said that when I arrived in Kunming, he had a lot of questions to ask.
"I have a few questions for you." He said.
"We are good friends, feel free to ask!" I replied.
"Does your husband know that you write those emotional essays? What happens when he sees it?" He asked.
Haha, an interesting question! Really a serious man, see him read carefully, some moved, with this careful and frank, I do not avoid, seriously answer him, at the moment, just like a reporter to answer ah! He talked about himself was once a "literary youth", when the university liked to fill in the poem, but now work is too busy. I can see that he is still full of love for words, he said, he sometimes read my words with his lover, which makes me more and more touched.
"I hope this trip to Yunnan will bring you more inspiration to write for the beautiful Yunnan." He had no small hope for this thin brush of mine.
We had a good talk, like old friends, close, and warm.
Down the hill, along the Dianchi Pond slowly walking, walking through a garden, flowers and leaves in the thick, surprised to find a tree after tree of trillium, like a piece of purple clouds floating in front of the eyes, mysterious, dazzling. My sister and I stand shoulder to shoulder in front of the flowers, Mr. Fang for us to stay in the Spring City happy moment, a bridge, and he took a picture, friendship, forever fixed in the beautiful Dianchi.
At dinner, he said he would like to ask his lover to accompany us, heard on the phone to her, "You come over to eat together! See what kind of person I worship." This statement startled me! Am I that good? Not to mention that I am an unsmiling, fearful woman. She didn't come after all, saying she had a social occasion too.
At night, I dreamed with Spring City and slept with Dianchi.
The next morning, followed by a female tour guide Xiao Wen visited the strange landscape of the stone forest, visited the Yi beautiful and kind woman "Ashima". At nightfall, my sister and I embarked on a tourist train to Dali, busy Mr. Fang from time to time telephone greetings.
The first step into the classroom, from the first swim in the sea of knowledge began ...... I met you, my teacher. In the classroom, your flavorful and interesting way of lecturing, so that this is a boring classroom has become extraordinarily exciting; in the classroom, you and we talk about learning, talk about life ...... At that time, we are no longer just teachers and students, on the basis of respect, we became friends, although not inseparable, but we are very intimate. You lead us to swim in the world of wisdom, so that we endlessly accept the breeze of the wind, the baptism of the rain ...... We are saplings, teacher, you let us grow strong.
On this train, you accompanied me on a long way, although at some point, you may catch another train, but in the rush up and down between, I will not forget you, my teacher.
Teacher, I am lucky to have met you.
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The train is moving on, and many passengers may have already gotten off. I don't know, when you get on the train again, will I still be able to remember that we have met before? But I will always carry your expectations with me, along with the train, forward and forward again. I believe that in the distance, I will meet the most wonderful self.
The Essay on Meeting 6Every meeting of life carries with it a legacy of beauty and twists and turns. It comes to you with a bag full of hope, handing it to you, and then you can play your own wonderful life in your life.
Since ancient times, beautiful women with heroes, each of their life encounters can be said to be "shocked by the world, weeping God". Raised in the boudoir of the Yuhuan little girl met her life partner, "since the king does not early morning", her life is filled with pride and favor, that this life is renewed, but I do not know that the encounter is the beginning of the tragic end. "Blood stained soul" nowhere to return to the posterity of the lament!
Perhaps, everyone can not predict their own life encounter, but people have to be vigilant, because it may appear in the
next second. On the road to school, teachers have no intention of becoming your enlightened teacher, you open a different life path, that is the encounter of your life.
In his youth, Abraham Lincoln had the ambition to visit his teacher. Because he was too proud of himself, he came to the door of the house, head high and stepped forward, unexpectedly far shorter than his door and his head close contact. His teacher told him that he needed to stoop low in order to get through the door. Abraham Lincoln then learned humility and revolutionized his life, step by step, on his way to success in governing his country. Abraham Lincoln's encounter was a great encounter of life. It is the word "meet" to give Lincoln the key to life, to open the channel for him to achieve supremacy, and then it is a very different life.
Everyone's life will always have an unforgettable encounter. When you meet it, don't let go of your hand, hold on tight. If you miss it, you won't have it again. Life's encounters are specially arranged by God for a coincidental encounter, and his handiwork is seamless. In other words, it is hidden between your unconsciousness, it needs you to find it with wisdom. Life encounters will appear equally in everyone's life, and those who are good at grasping it will have a different life.
Newton, the famous physicist, is the discoverer of wisdom. In an apple fell on him inadvertently, he can also use his wisdom to wake up to the meeting of God assigned to his life. Yes, he met the Newtonian system of mechanics that astonished the whole physical world, and his life was no longer simple. He created a prominent position in the world of physics with an apple.
Life meets, meets life have interpreted their beauty and turn. Between those beautiful, it needs to have the courageous heart to approach them. Columbus with his brave heart to challenge the world theory, fearlessly embarked on a journey of exploration. On his way, he met the beautiful encounter of his life. Thus, the name "New World" and his life embraced tightly together, the world marveled.
Over the millennia, life's encounters have helped mankind walk through a period of extraordinary life. Perhaps, it changes not only a person's life, it should be the world of countless people; it is not only the story is recited countless different life. None of us should give up the encounter of our life.
The essay of meeting 7Meeting is a kind of destiny. From meeting to knowing each other, fate locks us tightly. Thanks to God let me meet you ......
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Summer, always have to be unpredictable, the dying did not have a good face, it is really annoying! The mood can not be destroyed, we have embarked on the road to the midterm.
"Ho! See you again old buddy - school!"
I shouted with excitement in my heart. Small steps into the school building, can not wait to speed in the direction of the new classroom. Seeing my new classmates made my throbbing heart restless again.
"Hi, what's your name? The original class of how many ......"
Just as we were chatting heatedly, suddenly, a figure came into my eyes, just for a moment, I felt a trace of warmth.
You don't say much, always love to hold the phone, but you are very serious. Whenever I go to your class, I will always be very relaxed, but very serious. Will not miss any of the details of your speech, more willing to miss any of the jokes you tell. In fact, you don't have to pretend to be serious on purpose, because that's just to scare us.
Oh! Your lectures are very interesting because you will make us laugh and make us feel that the class is so interesting. When an interesting thing appeared on the big screen, you went to imitate it. Once even shot to the podium, "boom" sound, dispersed our sleep. Just to show that "the force between objects is mutual".
Lighten up! This is, after you shoot yourself, face "flutter" a red, but also "grimace" smile! You really think your hands are made of iron? Then, the class caused a burst of agitation, good-natured ridicule and the sound of the boom mingled with the wrong, this is to be a collective rebellion of the rhythm?
You are also like a child with us laughing and joking, that moment between you and us is zero distance.
A slight smile, a little wrinkle between the eyebrows and open, the small lines in the corners of the eyes into the arc of the smile, the corners of the mouth and the pair of smiling eyes, show the youthful vigor it!
You shyly said: "I am more than forty years old, you also give me a nickname, huffing and puffing ......" Finished, you cracked your own mouth, laughed. See, you with a sense of humor are occasionally rendered speechless by us brats! Huffing and puffing ......
It was you who cared for us; it was you, who always encouraged us and gave us affirmation; it was you who gave me the strength and hope to aspire to learning; it was you who opened our hearts with those firm and caring eyes.
Well, you are really the size of us! In our eyes, you are a star that will always shine!
It was my destiny to meet you, and you made me meet the most precious love in the world, like the morning sun. I will take your encouragement to go on well, just to see you a pleased smile, just to call you again cheerfully, just to let me sneer at you again: "into the into".
Oh! The first time I met you, it was a sunny day.
The most beautiful thing about youth is not the dream, but the person who accompanies you to pursue the dream.
The past single, now think about it is not a big deal, for such loneliness, perhaps, is in the unknowingly accustomed to. Perhaps, I take it as a strength and put it on the other side of the flat. The balance with the immediate "growth", this balance has been continued.
Until recently, I realized that the other end of the balance, was replaced by years of "companionship". And the power of loneliness, has long disappeared without a trace, honestly, the encounter is a very magical thing, because it can not explain this magic, only with the word "fate" to explain its meaning.
In the past, I was a mute person. In the face of emotion, my reflex arc longer, after a long time may realize that "Oh, so she cares about me." It turns out that there is such a person, in the guardianship of me ah.
Some people to mouth hard, obviously like, but prefer to say hate; obviously need, but the performance does not matter, such a psychological, with the terminology, is "reverse psychology". A stubborn person would rather be soaked to the bone in the rain than accept an umbrella from someone else. I have longed for companionship in my solitude, but closed my heart so tightly that for a long time, I felt a sense of discomfort. But I had to tell myself that this is the way to grow up ......
People are like that, they know they can't get it, so they "rationalize" it to make themselves feel better. The world was once dark, through a ray of sunshine, just as the dry land for a long time, tasted the moisturizing rain, that is how to enjoy!
Later I realized that there is always a person in life, will disregard your sharp, hard to you to run to embrace you, give you warmth, together towards the light of the place, such a person, early or late, will appear.
I thought, at least in this period of fast youth, I was destined to be friends with loneliness. Until one day, she came to me with a smile and said, "I'll keep you company!" It is difficult to say, what is the feeling of being loved and cared for, perhaps just a slapdash touch in the heart, or perhaps like a tsunami of waves,...... like inadvertently, get what treasure, just want to let people cherish.
In fact, in the process of having, we do not have to worry about unwarranted loss, but to do their best, in the flower before the defeat, to appreciate, no regrets. As for when it will end, I don't know, everything is not yet known, but if I can, I would rather never see the end!
May your youth, too, have met ......
Essay on Meeting 9Everything in the world is marvelous and dynamic, and from the time the plant eyes set us down, our travels have come quietly.
A scented breeze blew over my head, and I began to fly from unnoticed, back over many places.
The clear and transparent stream was my first landing point, I gently flew through the water, every drop of water is my friend, colorful fish greeted me, strange shaped rock slow and I play games, I play tired to lie on a red leaf, obsessed with the fantasy that I am a red leaf, my feet become the meridians of the night, my hair becomes the delicate texture of the leaf, blood becomes the bright red color of the night, my feet become the night, my hair becomes the night, my blood becomes the night, my hair becomes the color of the night, my blood becomes the color of the night, my blood becomes the color of the night, my blood becomes the color of the night. I was just enjoying the light when a gust of wind took me far away.
This time I came to the windowsill of the school, listening to the students reading aloud and clearly, I was mesmerized, watching them talk about what they were talking about, I really wanted to exchange pleasantries with them, but unfortunately, I am a dandelion and do not know their language.
Traveled around, I returned to the paradise of my birth - full of dandelions of the hill, I talked to the brother of the grass and my marvelous powerful brother of the grass invited me to dance with them, and we together in the wind sister beautiful prints driven by the brother of the leaves of the accompaniment of the girl in the laurel girl's colorful reflection. Dance, for me this trip to draw a conclusion
Each flower has life, have their own wonderful powerful look ah, life is so mysterious and unforgettable ah!
The essay of meeting 10
There are so many people, the world is so big, we can still meet, know each other, it's good!
Do you remember when we first started school in sixth grade? We met, and after we made the same table, we knew each other. Since then, we help each other, encourage each other, care for each other, learn from each other.
Remember that time? You were beaten and scolded by the girls at the back table, because you are a boy, you can only swallow your anger, you leaned on the edge of the table, tears in your eyes. Finally, you cried out, yes, cried out. Later, I told you, "Men don't cry easily." You said, "The point is that tears have to come out by themselves." But then, you seem to understand what ......
I'm not wrong, you do understand.
That time, we were playing truth or dare, you suddenly took my language book over, I let you return me, you do not listen to me, I pushed you a bit, you happen to be sitting on the edge of the door frame, your head "thud" hit the top, you muffled grunts, did not say anything. I know that this time than the last time she hit you much heavier, I think this time you will cry, but it is out of my expectation ...... you did not say a word, head gently leaned on my arm, I stared at your eyelashes, so long, flickering, I know my eyes must be full of fascination ... ... ...After a long time, you sat up straight and said in a serious voice: "Well ...... it's okay, just a lot of dead brain cells." You smiled and laughed, and I followed you with a bewildered face ......
Once, I came to the class in a rage, venting as if the schoolbag fell hard on your table, then ignored the image of lying on the table and cried, you just came in and was shocked, I was in the class no one dares to mess with. You didn't say anything, just walked straight to the location, sat down, like a child to pat my back and comfort me.
Now we are separated, but still will not forget each other, every time I think of you, I can not help but think of a scene between us, all seem to have happened yesterday, I still remember you in the graduation party to me, said: "we, have the fate will still meet ...... "
Let's end with a song.
"Because I just happened to meet you,
Leaving a ten-year period encounter,
If we meet again,
I think I'll remember you ......"