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The past is always like a scene in a focal plane. A similar situation suddenly jumped into my mind and I can't erase it. I can only bear it silently in disappointment.

"Dad, be careful, bow your head!" When I first moved into my new home, I often reminded my father. The lintel is a little low, and my father is tall, so it is inevitable to bump his head. My father is a little careless. When he led me in, he always cared about talking and laughing with me, but he didn't care about himself, so he got a punch on his forehead.

A big green bag on my head, my mother looked distressed and reminded him to be careful, so she naturally gave it to me.

"Dad, be careful, bow your head!" Every time my childish voice calls, my father obediently lowers his head like an obedient pupil and keeps praising me: "It's really useful, I will think of my father!" " Good son, dad will be blessed in the future! "

At this time, I am always excited and really feel useful, so I will do this "work" happily. At this time, there will always be bursts of laughter at home.

Ten years later, my father and I went back to our hometown to pack things, and stayed in the city with our elderly grandmother. Walking home along the familiar Qingshi Road, I chatted with my father about school. My father was still very talkative, but he was happy that his hair had lost its bright luster and his back was hunched a lot.

I was surprised at the obvious change in my father. One of the red painted doorsill has been worn out. Smelling the long-lost damp and musty smell in the old house, I suddenly shouted, "Dad, be careful ..." "Bang!" Before I finished, I "greeted" the lintel and immediately got a big bump on my head.

"How can you be so careless!" My mother, who was the first to arrive, greeted me from the room, rubbed my head and asked my father to take safflower oil from the bag.

I looked doubtfully at my father's back when he went out, and suddenly found that his height could not reach the lintel. What happened? I was silent for a long time.

From the "head", from the "careful, bow", from the source of love, to find the true meaning of fatherly love.

It is this "bow down" reminder that reveals the sincere feelings between father and son. Praising the father's love can be said to be the same old tune, but the author is the same old tune, but also new ideas. After a lapse of more than ten years, he captured two shots, and in the overlap and contrast of the two head bumps, he showed the heavy fatherly love to be true and implicit, which made people applaud. (Kong Marco Lin)

Start with the "head"

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"Boss, are you free? Let's have a light meal together in the evening! "

"Oh, Xiao Wu, my car broke down and I went to the garage at night! No, I just asked my wife to send money! "

"Alas, little things, you come here first! Leave it to me. " -It's the director's office.

On Sunday, I was at home, reading a magazine, and a line came into my eyes: "In the company, employees will call the boss' boss' to show their kindness." Suddenly, I have an inexplicable impulse. Turn on the computer, click on the home page, and the word "boss" appears on the screen with the tapping of the keyboard.

This is a cocktail party. The picture shows a group of people sitting around a man with a general's belly. He was ruddy, holding a brush handed by his subordinates, and wrote four vigorous and powerful characters on bright red paper-honesty. The font is very powerful, of course, it has the momentum of wine.

Everyone present applauded. A very small man magically took out a bulging cowhide bag from his trouser pocket, and his hand holding the bag pinched the waist of the "general's stomach" like a thief. "Boss" looked at the four big characters just written, then at the three small characters on the cowhide bag, and resolutely chose those three small characters. Of course, the temptation in words is very strong!

I looked at the happy face of the "boss", squinting and grinning, and several gifts appeared on the chubby face. How could he be unhappy? Holding a bag of human blood and sweat in his hand ...

I smiled, too, but I was indifferent and not as happy as him!

Click "Next" and another picture appears, which is different from the previous one. It is a picture of the "boss" who shares weal and woe with the people. He visited the countryside, cared about dropouts and took the lead in donating money for Project Hope!

At the donation ceremony, he also smiled, smiling very simply, as if the sun was warmer and the air was fresher than before. ...

I smiled again, but I was not indifferent, as if I were sharing the joy of this "boss".

Turn off the computer, fall asleep, and laugh a little tired.

Science and technology are progressing rapidly, and social evolution is as fast as lightning. However, all this still needs-

Start from scratch''

Send you a bright moon

When the twilight dyed through the sky, a solitary moon lingered in the sky. At this time, I was alone, wandering in the street. The noise of the city screams in my ear, but my heart is quiet with a few strands of sadness.

Recalling the scene that just happened at home, I couldn't help but burst into tears. Just entering the room, my mother really fired a series of shots: "Did you fail the exam again? What is the reason this time? Wrong question? Not enough time? " My bad mood spread rapidly in front of my mother's serious and somewhat democratic face. I tried my best to resist and finally rushed out in front of my mother.

I like the moon since I was a child, and I really want to sleep by moonlight. The moon makes me feel warm and quiet. Stop and stare blankly at the dark blue sky. Suddenly, my father's familiar voice sounded behind me: "Did you quarrel with your mother again?" I replied in a low voice, "Yes." Then I looked back at my father. Father smiled and said, "I knew you would come here." This is the most beautiful place to see the moon. "

Dad looked up at the bright moon and sighed, "How beautiful! I feel like a poet now. If I have a glass of wine, I will also sing' Until, raise my glass, I ask the bright moon, bring my shadow to me, let the three of us'! " Listening to my father's teasing, I couldn't help laughing, and my mood suddenly relaxed a lot.

Dad smiled and asked me, "What color do you think the sky is now?" I replied without thinking: "Dark blue! The color of sadness is in line with my current mood. You see, my grades have plummeted now, and I am a complete loser! " At some point, tears poured out again. To be honest, I really don't want to argue with my parents. I just hate that it disappoints me.

Dad didn't stop and continued to ask, "See that moon? White and transparent moon? " After that, he looked at the bright moon in the sky with deep affection. After a while, seeing that I didn't speak, I said, "Son, the moon shines at night. Although the night is sad, it will be light with the moon. " You see, isn't the sky with the moon particularly beautiful, which makes people have infinite reverie and full of hope? "

I stretched out my hand to wipe away the tears in my eyes, then looked at the sky and found that the sky seemed to be much brighter, and the moon seemed to be looking at me and smiling. Dad grabbed my hand, spread it out, let me close my eyes, and then magically took out a small basin filled with water. When I opened my eyes, I found a bright moon reflected in it. "For you, son!" I hold it carefully, sacred and pious.

……

Unconsciously, sadness has gone with the wind, but what remains in my heart is peace, confidence and expectation for tomorrow.

Missing is not over (2009 Beijing Senior High School Entrance Examination Full Score Composition)

The more I feel its preciousness, the more I often miss it, just like my life in an alley.

In the past, my family lived in a small alley. There are many homes in the alley, and each one is very close. At that time, I even felt a little disgusted with the crowded and noisy life, but now it is what I miss the most.

In the morning, whenever I am still dating the daughter of Duke Zhou, I will be woken up by the early risers in the back row. Brother, go out so early! ""well, yes, you get up early, too. What are you doing? " "I have nothing to do here, get out! "In this way, you can hear it dozens of times in the morning.

I wanted to take a nap at noon to make up for the loss in the morning, but just lying down, the people in the back row had another tea party and had a good chat. From Zhang Si to the president, nothing was impossible for them to talk about.

At night, even if you are already asleep, you can suddenly be woken up loudly. Maybe it's just because I don't know whose clothes I forgot to take. Kind people are always annoying.

Half a year ago, we moved to a completely strange environment, and no one knew us. Without those annoying noises, we naturally don't have to say hello. Two weeks later, we felt very beautiful.

However, my heart suddenly felt empty, and I suddenly recalled some things before. Seriously, some sounds are even more precious once they are missing.

For example, if someone's electricity meter is running out of money, it will knock on the window more than once to remind you that it is running out of money and urge you to buy electricity quickly. This kind of sound is so precious to me who suddenly has no time to save documents because of power failure.

Every time a family cooks food, the whole yard smells of incense. Of course, it is inevitable that there will be one chopstick in the east and one chopstick in the west. What's more, your family will generously teach you how to cook until they are sure that you can also have this unique cooking skill. This kind of nagging is so precious to an insatiable family like me.

That day, walking on the road, suddenly, I met an old neighbor and exchanged a few pleasantries, which made me miss my old place and life there more.

In fact, nostalgia is also a yearning. Really, no matter where we go, we should create this harmonious life of love!