In our daily study, work and life, everyone often comes into contact with writing. Writing is a narrative way that people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. Still at a loss for composition? The following are the essays I collected for you, which are for reference only. Welcome to read them. Recalling the time composition 1

Six years of friendship, such as crossing the planetary belt beyond light years, like an endless river shining with light, meet among the stars.

at noon that day, the sun was baking the world with all its strength, as if it had never shone in its last life. I'm in this "warm" rather than a big teaching place, and I'm very bored, biting a pen with white teeth, putting one leg on the other leg softly, one hand around my neck, my eyes hanging down slightly, and my body lazily lying on the table that has been scraped black and blue by a carving knife, stretching myself from time to time. Taking the self-study class that has been going on for a long time.

Suddenly, I felt someone patting me behind me. When I turned my head and raised my eyes to look behind me, a face appeared in front of me without warning, which frightened my young mind a lot.

after a pause, I saw the face clearly, with fair skin, a slightly taller nose, dark eyes and black hair with a smile. "What's your name?" He asked me, I was slightly dazed and answered him. I looked at his eyes, which were very pure and sincere, and that was the first time we met.

From then on, we became friends day and night. We studied, played and went home together.

once, we were playing outside, but when I was in a good mood, one of us stumbled over a stone, which was nothing, but there happened to be a pile of glass nearby, and my "lovely" hands were "lucky" injured by "lovely" glass fragments. I staggered to my feet, and the pain spread from my calf to my whole body like a small snake. At this time, I saw him running over in a panic, hurriedly assisting me with his hands and anxiously saying, "Are you okay? I'll carry you to the infirmary." Say, before I promised him, he quickly picked me up and walked quickly to the infirmary. Leaning on his back, I could feel the rapid heartbeat, and I felt very comfortable, as if I had a support around me. When I got to the infirmary, he quickly put me down and told the teacher that I was touched by his hurried figure and anxious eyes. In those eyes, there was a concern and a little panic.

It was still that midsummer, or that time. Sometimes, the white face casually appeared in my mind, and the slightly anxious and warm one in my black eyes accompanied me day and night. I hope our golden time will always be in our innocent memories. Recalling Time Composition 2

Time is shallow, time is like water, and spring is coming again in a flash. Nature's spring, summer, autumn and winter are constantly changing, and our steps are constantly moving forward. Passed by many people and passed by many scenery. Some have long been forgotten, while others have entered people's hearts. Even if we don't meet again, it's warm to remember. -inscription

In such an environment, indifference seems to be the most common thing. Although there are many people in the office, except those colleagues who need work, they hardly know anyone else. They just work in the same office every day. After a long time, they will feel a little familiar, that's all.

The office style is one desk, one chair and one computer for each person. There are tall grids around each table. In this way, everyone is independent, and everyone has only a small space of their own. Communication between adjacent tables can only be done by email unless you stand up.

when I first came here, I agreed with this way. All matters or orders from superiors are issued by email. Communication and work among colleagues are also done by email. I think this kind of management is more perfect. No need to run back and forth hard, no need to waste pages of paper, no need to call each other to inform, everything is done silently. In this way, it can not only save energy, but also reduce oral misunderstanding or forgetting.

however, when I really took over this job, I found it difficult. Because all the work is done by email, and almost all the emails appear in English, such emails are simply more difficult for me than going to heaven.

when I read an email that I don't understand, I suddenly have the idea of giving up, but I'm not willing. Since I was a child, I have a strong learning ability. After working for so long, others can learn. Why can't I learn? With this mentality, I have been working hard to persist. Recalling Time Composition 3

Every bit of my childhood life is lingering in my heart. She is the one who accompanied me through that long and beautiful time in my childhood, so that I will be unforgettable.

Miao Jinzhu is the best friend in my primary school life. She helps me to inspire when I am depressed. She comforted me when I was sad; She enjoyed it with me when I was happy ... During the six years here, we forged a strong friendship, but everything must come to an end. Finally, we all went to different junior high schools, but we still kept in touch.

Her face is round, and naturally she has curly light yellow hair. She is also a person who loves to laugh. When she smiles, she will expose the lovely pear vortex near her mouth, and her big eyes are really looking at you all the time. Her hair is whispering behind her head, and a small cherry mouth is more and more attractive.

We are all a small group, and we will be together all the time. We are like two "boys" who used to surf the Internet together scientifically. Have fun together; Chatting together ... It was also that time that made me understand the value of friendship more.

That day was a mock exam, but I didn't prepare for the exam, so I was so angry that I was in a hurry, but terrible things still came. My report card was sent out, and I passed the exam smoothly. Just when I was still there, Miao Jinzhu left and said to me; It doesn't matter. It's nothing if I don't do well in this exam. I just need to work hard next time ... After her persuasion, I suddenly realized that my self-confidence was rekindled. From now on, I will be close.

Although we have been separated for a long time, we will still find the shadow of understanding among today's students, which looks so familiar. Everyone will have a "bosom friend" when he was a child, and they will make you have endless happiness, so please cherish the friendship of youth! Recalling Time Composition 4

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, six years of primary school have passed. Looking at this familiar campus, there are only memories left.

recalling that we were ignorant in the lower grades at that time, we have now become energetic teenagers. In the land of Xingzhi, we gain knowledge, friendship and growth. In this land of Xingzhi, we are gradually budding.

remember that dense forest? We play and frolic below. Under those four tall basketball stands, how many fierce games have been held, and how many people shouted below to cheer for their class. The first failure, the first success; The first time I picked up a brush to write, too many firsts were deeply imprinted in my mind.

In this gardenia blooming season, we are about to part, and we have too much sadness and sadness in our hearts, but this moment is bound to come. Thank the teachers who have educated me. You have accompanied me through a small part of my life. You taught me to be strong, you taught me to work hard, and you gave me confidence. You are hard-working gardeners, irrigating us with knowledge, and letting us know the books and be reasonable; You are an immortal candle, burning yourself silently, so that we can see hope when we are desperate.

everyone is a clear stream, and now we are going to the sea of our own. The road ahead is still very long, and the road to pursue your dreams is full of dangers and hardships, even black and blue, but please learn to be strong, and only after wind and rain can you meet the rainbow. "All good things must come to an end" treasure our time together; Be grateful, the person who made you grow up.

At the graduation ceremony, an inexplicable feeling welled up, and even with tears, I managed to squeeze out a smile. The campus is there, but we are getting farther and farther away from the campus.

Carefree childhood is just a section of the long poem of life. Let's continue to write with active struggle and unremitting efforts! Recalling Time Composition 5

Always at a certain moment in the night, I want to write our story to commemorate the missed meteor and remember the loss left behind.

Maybe you will burst into tears in the dark, maybe you will talk silently when you are asleep, or maybe you will have such a shallow dream, full of worries, which is once us and once you.

looking back, we haven't served the wine yet.

At that time, we were high-spirited teenagers, exuding enviable vitality in the early morning light. With high heads and fearless strides, every moment that slips away from us is filled with meaning. We, in groups of three or five, holding hands or hooking our shoulders, are all unique freedoms. There is always a time in a person's life when he can laugh happily, whisper sadly and wail sadly. We don't care whether anyone cares, whether we lose face, whether we wet this book or lose that information. We just really live in this world and feel our truest feelings. A few years ago, we were not right or wrong, but only the light in the morning, the glow in the evening, and the unforgettable arrogance.

who is counting the vicissitudes of life?

The grown-up people have lost their way home, so all of us have become warriors who are extremely strong in armor. Meet again, gently wave a hand, catch the surging warm current in my heart, secretly sigh, and then tell myself that this is what I have lost and can never find back. We are still laughing, we all want to prove that we are doing well, and we are still taking arrogant steps, smiling at the corners of our mouths, and we can't see how good it is or how bad it is. This is us, and this is the ashes left by four years of friendship. The naive and unforgivable years have turned around at our fingertips several times, and finally the last beauty has flowed away. What do we all remember about each other? Do you remember the child sealed in time? Remember the years when we worked together? Remember smiling and crying? Remember the pain as big as the sky at that time?

time and time again, we got lost after all.

Looking up at the sky again, my eyes are not as bright as before. Time is still the same, and the years are innocent, but are we all okay? Recalling the time composition 6

There is no alternative but to let the flowers fall, as if I had met Yan's return, and the fragrance path in the small garden wandered alone.

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We met in a beautiful and strange campus three years ago, and faced with strangers, I don't know what words can clearly express that feeling in my heart. Everything is strange! However, in the passage of time, I gradually integrated into and loved this warm collective!

Three years has given me not only academic pride, but also laughter, tears and friendship. Three years, this seemingly long period of time, gave me the most beautiful memories of my life. I used to say that graduation was far away, but I went my separate ways in an instant.

Time really flies, and our junior high school term will be still. In the face of the teachers who have cared for us for three years and educated us severely, we can only give up, looking at the classmates who have never met before, but now they are close friends, and there is only a mist in their eyes. As everyone knows, it is sad tears.

The ignorance of Grade One, the purity of Grade Two and the growth of Grade Three have all become the most beautiful changes in the eyes of teachers and classmates. Sometimes I really want to go back to me who just stepped into the campus gate, and I want to hold the fleeting time tightly with my hands, so as not to let it flow away with the river and flock to the sea.

Someone said, "Three years in junior high school, like a small tree, experienced wind and sun, and finally grew into a strong tree." Then I want to compare this most wonderful period of time to the process of a butterfly's growth, from a small egg to a caterpillar, and then go through the pupal stage of not eating but sleeping, and finally become a beautiful butterfly. Isn't this change the stage that we have gone from ignorance to understanding and then to maturity in the past three years?

I don't know if our agreement will come true, but I think that although time has passed, this most wonderful process will always be in my heart!

Although time passed away, it left us with lifelong memories! Recalling Time Composition 7

It's another year of Qingming, and everyone is busy, but I'm bored. The arrival of the Qingming Festival always reminds me of my grandfather's amiable face unconsciously, and reminds me that grandpa always called my nickname leisurely. Before he laughed cheerfully, grandpa always looked at me with a smile. Those brown hands full of blue veins would carry my schoolbag on his shoulders with great strength, and then these calloused hands would hold my little hand and walk to school with building blocks and toys all the way. Grandpa is an amateur carpenter and likes to do some manual work in his spare time. At that time, grandpa held the two handles of the planer in his hand and gently pushed it on a small piece of wood. The thin and long shavings came out from the knife edge and rolled into a very beautiful, pale yellow one. Push it gently again, and the shavings will fall gently, becoming a plain auspicious cloud with woody fragrance. I like the little wooden boat made by grandpa very much. It is exquisite and beautiful. A washbasin is filled with water, and the unpainted wooden boat floats on the water.

I gently pushed the wooden boat with my finger, and the boat hit the rocks not far away, hit the washbasin and turned back. The water in the washbasin swings around like a dragonfly. The window contains a touch of distant mountains, and the wind blowing from the distant mountains is green wind and gentle wind. The sound of pushing and planing came from outside again, whew, whew. Every time I have a new toy sample, my grandfather will happily invite me to enjoy it, and I will never tire of it. Sometimes it will be an unexpected bamboo dragonfly, and sometimes it will be a colorful small wooden boat. No matter what it is, I will accept it and happily turn around my grandfather. On the day my grandfather died, I didn't attend because I didn't know. I remember the day when my mother cried and said to me, I kept talking about me and said that I loved the wooden boat I made. I heard the disappointing tears again. Recalling the time of that year, camphor wood was red and bamboo was green. Summer goes to cold, spring comes back to autumn, and it is the Qingming Festival of the year. I look at the sky lonely, and there is a beautiful little wooden boat swimming in the horizon. Recalling Time Composition 8

Now I have crossed the 31-year-old hurdle. If there is any period of time that is particularly comfortable, practical and memorable, it should be the day when I graduated from college and went to work!

When I graduated, the school was the place where I was assigned to practice, and then at the place where I was practicing, I went to school every time.