At that time, my mother's face was kind and warm.
Father's face is full of smiles.
But these are short-lived. Do you want to go back?
Unfortunately, I can only tell you, no! No way!
Life is only once, and old people are fair. He gives everyone the same time.
Do you want dead people around you?
Don't! No way!
What? God is unfair.
Hehe, I guess you are wrong again!
God is fair. He gives everyone the same time.
To tell the truth, like you, I sometimes naively think that it would be nice to have an elixir of life in the world!
But the reality tells us that there is no such medicine.
I have been hurt and misunderstood by my parents. But my own heart tells me that mom and dad love you, but they hurt you unintentionally because of their rude words.
Children, be filial to your parents now! Don't wait until you are old to know what treasure is.
By then, it will be too late. ...
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. 350 words.
Time flies, flowers bloom and fall. The study and life in primary school passed quickly. We are about to graduate, and at the moment when we are about to leave our alma mater, we are very excited, and everyone's heart is full of nostalgia. Looking back, six years of primary school life is vivid, and every grass, tree, brick and tile of my alma mater is so familiar and kind.
At the beginning of class, there was a loud sound of reading in the classroom. The teacher spoke intently on the platform, and the students listened with relish. All this is so familiar.
After class, the school will suddenly become a sea of joy. On the playground, some people play football and some jump rope.
Never forget, dear teacher! I can't forget your inculcation and your kind eyes. From learning boring pinyin letters to writing catchy compositions, how much you care about us.
I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget the time we spent together day and night, and the profound friendship we forged. After six years, I broke up in a blink of an eye. How can I be calm?
I can't forget it, beautiful school! You feed us like mother's sweet milk, and let us thrive.
Memories of my alma mater are warm and beautiful, and gratitude to my alma mater is sincere and endless. Let's thank the teachers for their hard work again!
Oh! Goodbye and feed our alma mater! ! !
Jinling 6 th Primary School, Baoji City, Shaanxi Province
Dedicated to fleeting time 150 words
It passes on just like this, not ceasing day or night!
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Just vaguely caught up with yesterday.
The afterglow of the sunset climbed up the brow.
Rushed to the hill where it disappeared.
But only zero starlight was captured.
Can you grab the tail quickly?
How many people have competed with it?
Can't you see the fleeting body?
Then why sing for it?
Who hasn't tried to catch up?
Did you feel it pass you by?
When you think about it, it's like walking between your fingers.
I reached out and didn't know where to hide.
Can we only sigh forever that it is elusive?
Let it play lightly in your hands.
But look at our immature eyes in the mirror.
This is obviously its advantage.
Why pursue it?
Gently stop your tired feet.
Wipe the hot sweat from your forehead.
Don't want to miss the twinkling stars again
Lotus middle school Grade Three: Xiaohua
Time flies 500 words
From Pangu to the present, time has passed in a hurry, reaching 2 1 century. 5000 years, what a long history! It is time that witnessed the humiliation and development of history. In the long river of history, generations of heroes have created and created history.
What is time! It is a very wonderful and unusual thing, invisible and inaudible; Can't touch it; Nothing in the world can replace it. Although ten thousand years is only a blink of an eye for the universe, what a long and distant story it is for mankind! However, all human activities always pass by it. How many people have written touching stories because of its passage; How many people regret it because of its ruthless escape and go crazy. However, for a person who doesn't know how to cherish time, time is long. On the contrary, for a person who knows how to cherish, time is like lightning.
Time is cruel. If you don't cherish it, it will ruin everything. Although colorless and tasteless, it will make you taste the ups and downs of life.
The driver said, "Time is mileage."
The farmer said, "Time is food."
The strategist said, "Time is victory."
The entrepreneur said, "Time is money."
The doctor said, "Time is life."
Intellectuals say, "Time is wisdom." ……
As long as we don't waste time, cherish every minute and don't feel ashamed of everything that time has given us. I don't run away from time, but I am afraid that time will pass by in a hurry; Afraid that time will take away life; Afraid of taking away good luck. However, "an inch of gold is nowhere to be found, and an inch of yin is nowhere to be found." Helpless! So ushered in one morning and one evening. Therefore, we should be a 2 1 practical excellent middle school student; Be a winner who challenges time. Let's join hands and cross the starry sky of 2 1 century!
There's still time. We're flying 400 words.
The days of leaving you are still the same.
The thick diary also records those long-standing dreams.
But I dare not open it again, just like sealed history.
This time, I let our history truly become history.
Away from the laughter under the banyan tree,
Dimmed the faint years of Longgang Lane in the desert.
Lost in that long September,
Thoughts flow through youth and fly over a broken life.
Still watching you scattered far away in the end of the world ...
Sitting on the train, the scenery outside the window flashed at high speed.
I always thought it was my time,
I sit here and watch them flow away.
Flowing through the well-defined banyan branches,
Flowing through the last light before lights out,
Flowing through the higher and higher books on the table,
Through the past that will never come back. ...
I clenched my hands and began to marvel at the passing streets and blurred foothills.
The wheels of the train have been rubbing on the rails and making a rattling sound.
The slow "those flowers" in the earplugs collided strongly with the machinery, and there was fire everywhere!
When flowers bloom, there are seasons;
No one will know when you leave.
I don't know when you will leave, just as I don't know that you have been here.
Everything in the past is like a cloud, like a party that started in a hurry and ended in a hurry.
Has this kind of performance that has not been rehearsed really been staged?
If so, why don't I remember it at all?
Some people say: Does time fly?
No, time is still there, but we are flying. ...
time flies
Through the fog of confusion, memories fly, once full of dust, how can I bear it? The past years are so helpless, time has turned into waiting, all the sadness has fallen in this era, reaching out to pick up the petals falling in the evening sky, cutting a breeze between my fingers, echoing with deep lament. Draw a sword and cut off the water, raise a glass to eliminate sorrow, sing a song about wine, and geometry life. What is life like a dream? It will disappear overnight. A fleeting rush is the coldest costume in life, but who says that life is a long journey, I say it is the heaviest burden in the journey. The fallen soul is the most arrogant cold plum in the ice and snow, and the collapsed body is the dead branches swaying in the wind and rain. In despair, who started with whom, bent down and buried a ridiculous. I can't find those fleeting times anymore, and the only way out is to move forward bravely. Tell yourself to be strong, no matter how hard it is. Close your eyes, let your heart fly, hold your friend's hand and share joys and sorrows. Disappointment lingers, so let hope fill your heart.
Look at the night sky, make a good wish to the twinkling stars, open your eyes, place all your hopes in your eyes, then close the curtains, close your eyes and go to sleep quietly.
That wonderful time was 726 words.
Looking back at the quicksand of time, we have experienced a lot, but what I can't forget is that wonderful time.
It is also the golden season of the year. The bones in the rice field are heavy and rustled by the wind. I sat on the ridge and looked at the beautiful scenery. Everything is so beautiful. A thin figure came up to me. My grandmother always wears that pale white printed dress, as simple as a wild daisy. Years have left a permanent mark on her face, and wrinkles stand across her face. I rushed to grandma to help her with farm tools. My grandmother will never be idle and come to weed again. Inadvertently, I saw grandma holding a board in her hand. I asked curiously, "why do you want to take the board?" What is the function of this board? " "You will know later." Grandma smiled and sold me a lock.
I saw grandma go through the ditch and into the rice field. It is waist-high. Grandma skillfully picked up the board, held it high above her head and hit it hard. In the blink of an eye, a large piece of rice folded up and fell to the ground. I quickly shouted: "How did you smash all the good millet?" Grandma turned around. Sweat ran down her short hair. The orange sunset reflected on her side face. Her face is so beautiful. "There will be heavy rain in the next few days, and only the rice that can survive the beating can grow fuller millet." Grandma said earnestly. I nodded casually and suddenly looked up and bumped into grandma's expectant eyes. "Don't be afraid of setbacks, son. Be a tenacious person when you grow up. " I froze, and then smiled confidently at my grandmother. The afterglow of the sunset falls evenly on my grandmother and me. My grandmother's silver silk sparkled in the sunset. I leaned against a big tree and enjoyed this wonderful time quietly. ...
This wonderful time is deeply hidden in my deepest heart and nourishes my soul. The wind is blowing quietly, the sunset is still hanging on the horizon, and the warm sunshine covers me.
Day 1: Money
Time, time, slow down. 109.
Snowflakes that year
I don't know whose yard I left.
Wet tile
Time is still in a hurry
But people who walk in time
Still unwilling to move.
Romantic yesterday
This is just a moment of surprise.
I come from a distant place.
Running in the footsteps of time
But still can't get out of this lush age.
Time, time, take your time.
Let me hold your hand.
Senior three: isolated city
The Gate of Time (1) 534 words
Binglian walked to the community playground. She thought of her friend Xin Wei's abnormal expression in the afternoon and said goodbye to her inexplicably! When she came to her senses, she was already at the gate of the playground. She saw two thick ropes hanging in the amusement park, like a high gate. Binglian smiled. Many children often climb up to play in the morning, but she doesn't know what it is for. Bing Lian walked to the door and couldn't help looking inside, as if something was attracting her. When she came to her senses, she had walked into that door unnoticed. Bing Lian looked behind through the door and found that all the children who had been playing in the back were gone. She frowned and walked around the door.
If you are now on the path of Building 5, the second phase of Ningxin Widow Community, you will find a girl with blurred eyes walking slowly. Ice lotus is still anxiously thinking about the door. Why is that door so strange that you can't see those children when you first go in? Ice lotus didn't care too much. After all, the teacher has left a lot of homework recently and has no time to think so much, especially Binglian, a schoolmaster.
Unconsciously, the ice lotus has reached the door. "Ding-dong ..." Ice lotus waited for a long time, but didn't see anyone open the door. "Mom, are you there? Dad! " Ice lotus shouted.
supermarket
"Lotus son ..." Bing Dad and Bing Ma cried anxiously. "Where did the child go?" Mother Bing sighed and asked in a hoarse voice. Ice dad also sighed and looked anxious, hoping that his daughter would come back soon. Binglian, who had just visited the supermarket, suddenly disappeared, which made them very anxious.
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Goodbye, at that time (14) 2 130 words.
Gautier's roof
A brown windbreaker, in the surging air, is like the open arm of death, showing domineering. The girl's beautiful figure was wrapped under a windbreaker. Blood-red hair clings to white unnatural skin, even the long bangs on the cheeks can't hide the black enchanting, strangely open, knowing that it is getting bigger and bigger. Like a confinement, lonely, delicate facial features. When you take off your sunglasses and see that touch of demon green, no one will marvel at her peerless beauty, knowing fear and endless fear. Dugu stood fearless in the wind, as if in her eyes, aloof is just not as good as an ant.
"Miss Chiyo, hmm." Dugu's facial paralysis, as always, may be this expression, which makes people ignore her beauty. Finally, the' Oh' that sounds like a smile should be nasal, because her mouth is completely curved.
"After Chiyo was drunk, you finally came back." Mechanical voice sounded, with a cold evil wind, a strange figure appeared, holding a crystal ball, turned out to be a cloak woman.
"Miss one thousand generations remember me. What an honor. " Dugu lightly picked his eyebrows, and the irony in his brow was unobstructed. Drunk for thousands of generations? How long has it been since anyone called that name? Perhaps, her real name is taboo and unlucky.
"Why do you want to come back! ? "The cold female voice suddenly became very sharp and unbearable, and Chiyoyo's cloak also fell to the ground, which was similar to Dugu in two or three points. It was very beautiful. Moss is raised high, and black eyes as deep as ink are not demon green. His face is much more rosy than that of Dugu, but there is no stunning color of Dugu. The crystal ball in her hand also glowed white angrily.
"Is this the place of Chiyo?" Dugu looked at the thousand generations of bright moon and joked.
"No ... of course not." Don't shy away from the fear of Mi Yue. Don't look weird and green. She's afraid of that look, the lonely, unfocused look. She's scared.
"Then why do you care about me?" Dugu Ning suddenly lifted the windbreaker, and Sandy's jade hand stretched out. In a flash, Chiyoyo felt suffocated, as if death was grabbing her lifeline and suddenly died.
Another moment, the oppression disappeared, and there was no expression on the lonely face: "Are you afraid of my strength?" Ridiculous. "
"You are still the blood of the Millennium family, and you are bleeding the blood of the Millennium family!" Thousands of lost months suddenly had courage, as if full of self-confidence. There is no denying that she has hated getting drunk for generations. This girl, in the' late generation', has to be called aunt. Grandma still loves her even though she is kicked out of the house.
In Chiyoda's family, except the patriarch, namely Chiyoda's grandfather, the unconnected father and Chiyoda know what the demon green eyes represent, others regard the demon green eyes as an ominous sign. The patriarch has been in seclusion for many years, and of course he doesn't know what is happening outside.
"You know I have one thousand generations of family blood. Are you ashamed to accuse me? " Don't coagulation dugu suddenly thought of something, retorted.
"You! In a word, the tables are turning now. I am the eldest lady of Chiyo, and you are just a wandering woman who has been driven out of the house! " Millennium seems to have been stabbed, which is the pain of her life. Why is Millennium superior in bloodline, and her mother is an ordinary human on the earth! ? However, soon, she regained her confidence. At least, she has family!
"Really?" Dugu war suddenly gave me a sly smile. People who don't laugh often are actually a little stiff, but they smile happily and laugh something ... The flower on the other side of her cheek is more and more enchanting, and at that moment, it becomes a bud. Under the cover of bangs, her blood-red hair rises and falls along with the gender, just like human blood.
Before Chiyo could answer, the uncondensed figure of Dugu disappeared in situ. She couldn't help laughing when she saw Huangfu Momo Sunseeker, the Hong Yan family of 13 years old who was running in men's clothes.
"What's the matter?" Dugu Zhan walked into Huangfu Moxi without gloating.
"There is a crazy woman!" Huangfu Moxi couldn't bear to say, "I really can't stand it!"
Dugu turned to look, well, she looks like Lotus, like Xifeng ... What a rich woman! She suddenly said seriously, "Sure enough, you can still attack and defend. There should be no problem. I know an old Chinese doctor ... "
"Don't! Stop being an old Chinese doctor and take me away! " Huangfu Moxi is crazy: "I just forgot my wallet!" " She paid for me and wanted to support me, ahhh! "
"Gee." Dugu didn't hold Huangfu Mo Xi, but in an instant, the figure returned to Gautier's door and turned his head and said, "Your Highness, beauty has been a disaster since ancient times, but why didn't the ancients say that blue beauty will be a disaster for the world from now on?"
"That's because the princess ... bah, this young lady is stunning! Not a mediocre person like you can compare! " Suspection.i devoted to sunseeker a jilt hair, very smartly said.
"Well, amazing ... absolutely amazing." Dugu glanced at Huangfu Moxi's hand in front of the flat airport: "When will you let go?"
"Ahem, I'm sorry." Huangfu Moxi smiled shyly.
Suddenly, Dugu looked up and down at Huangfu Moxi: "I found something that might kill you."
It is rare to see such a serious loneliness, and Huangfu Mo Xi began to get nervous: "What is it? Am I terminally ill? ? "
"No." Dugu shook his head, but then nodded: "And it's hopeless."
"What the hell!"
"Where's the lollipop you gave Qimei?" Loneliness is serious.
"God! What should I do? Seven sisters and six sisters are going to dissect my body! There are wolves in front and pursuers behind. What should I do? "
"Very easy." "I'm going to buy you a dozen iced tofu. I saw a discount when I passed by just now. You killed it. "
Off-topic: yes! I waved enthusiastically ... It took me forty minutes. Whoops, finally made up for the loss last night. I went to do my homework with peace of mind, in vain!
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As time went on, things changed. 242 words
Childhood is a bubble, you know it will burst when you touch it, but you try it enthusiastically. This is innocence. As time went on, things changed. Childhood comes and goes quickly. I always feel that everything seems to have happened yesterday, but I can never go back to yesterday. ...
What happened in childhood is as clear as yesterday. When we change from an ignorant child to a sensible but rebellious teenager, time passes inadvertently. Then, the slippery sand that I have been holding in my hand slipped through my fingers. ...
In childhood, we always don't understand the hardships of our parents, always ask for it in ignorance, but never say thank you to our parents.
Now we can only recall ...
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