In ordinary daily life, many people have had the experience of writing, and they are all familiar with writing. Writing is a kind of speech activity with high comprehensiveness and creativity. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is the love composition of the man I helped you organize, for reference only. Welcome to read it. The man got to know each other, fell in love, stayed with each other and left each other.

In front of a friend, the four of us sat together separately, so the Chinese group, the math group and the English group were all connected with each other.

It seems that it took too much time to get to know each other and fall in love. At that time, even if the four of them looked up and didn't see each other every day, there were only a few words, which were the thinnest and indifferent greetings every day. There was not much communication, but the gap was insurmountable, so that they argued endlessly about something the size of a feather of a duster every day, or erected a curtain beside their hearts to isolate others, and they had to pull their faces and apologize when they were finished. However, it makes several of us feel warm, sweet, fermented and integrated with each other in the reciprocating mechanical actions of quarrel, apology and reconciliation.

from love to being together, it is an indispensable part of life for four people to get along. We gradually became acquainted with friends, from the very beginning, we cherished a smile, and now we are laughing and joking. Trust in friends can make all kinds of jokes, laugh, make trouble and vent without meaning. There is always patience in arguing about some things, and we seem to have no feeling about the result. What is important is to enjoy the process.

I also remember that I often shared snacks and fruits with my neighbor table two days ago, or I was caught by the class leader who was entering the classroom. The class leader's eyes were like staring at two rats who were guilty of stealing food, but they forgave us because it was not a mistake to eat it. Now I am quite happy to recall this, so I can't bear to laugh.

I don't know whether it's my own slow reaction or something. I always feel that the four of us have just become friends, but we have to be separated from each other. Unexpectedly, there are still four people who can't bear it and are used to noise. Today, they get along harmoniously, and no one tries to start a quarrel, because they remember that after tomorrow, all four people will be separated.

I am used to four people, and I am used to buying four things. Although tomorrow, there will be another four people to replace, but we will not forget each other, this special quarrel with the feelings of four people.

that man, don't forget that feeling.

evaluation: this is a weekly diary, which records the little things that happen around us every day, and finds beauty and embodies beauty from the little things. It is only when you change seats that you think of the good of your old friend, but you have to leave, and then you recall the beauty and cherish of the previous time together, so as to express your true feelings. That person, don't forget that feeling. That person's love composition 2

Will our friendship bloom forever like flowers on a concrete wall?

-Inscription

When the morning comes, I always use almost all my energy to absorb the surprises brought by the rain and dew. Maybe it's because no one has paid attention to it for too long. I look a little yellow. Maybe soon, I will end my life journey and leave the mortal world that doesn't belong to me with my heavy body. I am a grass.

However, the more I realize that I am running out of energy, there will always be a grandmother, holding a worn washbasin and holding a crutch, slowly approaching me and giving me endless surprises. Every day after that, I watched her old body slowly pass by me ... < P > Soon after, I was taken back by the old man with roots and soil. She was like a careful friend, giving me endless warmth every day. Maybe because of her age, she came to talk to me every day like a child, "Little sapling, now I only have you ..." She didn't know me. I've been happy for a long time, but I'm worried about her body again. I'm called Xiao Shujing. She's human. If she leaves me one day, where can I meet such a nice person? However, she finally fell ill and disappeared from my eyes, but I didn't lose my life. She put me by the river and had a lot of effort. She had no family and no one to take care of her. I can't turn into a human being, or even save her life. In this way, I can't see her in my sight ...

Time can take away my life, but it can never take away the hard work she left me. She will always live in my memory. In my dream, she talks to me as usual and gives me warmth ...

I gradually grow into a big tree and will always be by my side. But no one knows that I was a withered and dying sapling years ago, and she saved me. In the days when she was gone, she always gave me courage to exist in my memory. In this way, she became my courage to live and became an indelible part of my memory ... < P > She taught me how to love others and what to cherish. The road ahead is still long, and she is in my memory. That person's love composition 3

There are some people who will leave unforgettable memories for you. There are some things that you will never forget; There are some feelings that you can remember and cherish in your heart. -Inscription

That lovely person

When I was a child in kindergarten, a little girl dressed super cute came into my heart.

She looks cute with a small braided hair tied, and a small braided hair tied with colorful rubber bands shines in the sun. A few small braided hair tied together, unified comb behind the head, oblique bangs with a lovely strawberry hairpin clip.

She is wearing a pale pink dress, a pale pink fluffy pleated skirt and a pair of small bubble sleeves, which are very cute. Wearing a pair of pale pink sandals, she smiled at me. (The description of the characters is detailed and specific. )

That wonderful thing

At that time, you put your little fleshy hand in front of me in a daze and said you wanted to make friends with me.

at that time, you were so innocent that I couldn't help blushing at the inferiority complex, and I wanted to provoke you to be as straightforward and frank as you.

At that time, I was very shy and self-abased. I nodded to you with a red face, stretched out my left hand carefully, tapped it on your white palm and quickly took it back. I was very shy and smiled at you.

That warm feeling

What you conveyed to me at that time was your frankness and frankness, which made me very envious.

Because I used to be too shy and self-abased, I didn't dare to make friends. However, it was not until I met you that I realized that I had a lot of happiness. You taught me how to make friends, how to overcome my inferiority and shyness, and made me look natural and graceful when I was in contact with people. Thank you, my partner who wore strawberry clips when I was a child.

I haven't seen you for a long time now, but I still want to say thank you!

There are some people who will make you feel envious, unconsciously want to get close, want to know, and want to be like her personality; There are some things that will make you think of her all the time; There are some feelings that make you regain your confidence and change your life. At noon on campus, the sun is shining outside the window and the fans are buzzing in the classroom. This is undoubtedly playing a lullaby for our group of students who often "fish" in class. The students are all asleep in their seats, but she and I are full of energy because we are going to borrow books from the library. The library is only open on this day of the week, and the recess time is not enough for us to come and go to the library. It is conceivable how important this precious nap time is to us two people who love reading.

while the teacher was asleep, we slipped out of the classroom quietly. Outside, the sun is roasting the earth, and the flat cement playground is "roasted" by the hot sun. It seems that throwing a basin of water on it will immediately evaporate without a trace. This is the only way to the library, but we have to rush to the playground in the scorching sun, like fire fighters rushing into the sea of fire. When we rushed past the "big baking tray in the playground", we turned around and heard a burst of cicadas singing, which came from the camphor trees on both sides of the school road. I don't know how many cicadas were lying on it. They cried desperately, and their voices came and went. Although it was a little harsh, it was still very beautiful once they settled down and listened attentively. However, we don't have time to enjoy their concerts. Our first task is to borrow books.

It is said that everything comes to him who waits, but why did he become a "God who cares" when he came to us? We finally came into contact with the shade brought by the eaves, but we didn't expect the library to be closed! Just when I was extremely distressed, she happened to find that the river opposite the fence was covered with rotten wax gourd. She pointed to the wax gourd and asked me, "Do you think, if we climb over the fence, how can we cross the river?" I thought for a while, and then we all replied: "Step on the melon!" Oh, maybe, this is what people often say, the heart is connected! When we said the same answer in unison, we all looked at each other and smiled. Then, she asked me, "It's been six years. Do you think we can still be together like this after entering junior high school?" I was dazed and didn't speak. In fact, this is exactly what I was worried about. Six years passed quietly. During these six years, we laughed together, were sad, were crazy and cried. However, we are about to face the choice of separation, how can I give up! I shook my head: "I don't know, but I really don't want to be separated from you. I want to be your good friend for life."

She smiled, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth. Her smile touched me the most. Whenever I was in a depressed mood, she would come and hold my shoulder at the first time and say to me with a smile, "Laugh often, and the color will come naturally. The bitter gourd face is ugly!" It was like this before, and it is like this now, but will we be like this in the future? She took my shoulder and said, "Don't be unhappy. Smile more, always smile, and the lottery will come naturally. You can rest assured that no matter whether we are assigned to the same class after entering higher school, I will take you as the first in my mind! " Well, we are both the first in each other's minds.

Although we are not in the same school now, the contact between us has never been broken. When she took my hand and asked me, "How have you been recently?"; When she measured her height and smiled and said that you have grown taller again; When she told me how she made it all the way to the key class, you know, these things will be the best memories in my life.

Time is like fine sand in your hand. If you don't pay attention, you will slip through your fingers one after another, and you will never hesitate. In a blink of an eye, it was another spring trip to Qiu Lai. I am sitting in the classroom, and there are still hot sun and countless singing cicadas outside the window. In front of my eyes, it seems that her smiling face with two sharp little tiger teeth and the back of me walking side by side through the shady school road with her ... That person's sentimental composition 5

"The pot helmet is like a pot cover, noodles are like a belt, the girl doesn't marry, Papa wears it on her head, the house is half covered, she doesn't sit and squat, and chili pepper has a dish, and the Shaanxi opera roared." This is our famous "Eight Monsters" in Shaanxi, which vividly describes the local characteristics and folk customs of Shaanxi.

My hometown is located in Shangluo, Shaanxi. This is a village full of strong local flavor and deep human feelings. There are also charming mountains and green waters and long-standing folk customs here.

people in my hometown are simple, kind and hospitable. On weekdays, even if you have a meal, you have to go to the door with a bowl. The villagers in the village are like a family. If there is a holiday, everyone in the village will discuss buying new year's goods together. No matter who has a thing in the village, everyone will help together. When you first arrive here, you will be treated with the highest priority. Whether it's plain tea or delicious food, people will use it to entertain guests. The home-cooked meals here are full of sincerity, generosity and enthusiasm of the local people. Biangbiang noodles, which are famous all over the world, must be familiar to everyone, as well as delicious potato forks and glutinous rice batter soup. The hot kang in my hometown is warm and comfortable, and the warm feeling is really indescribable. Only experience can understand the warmth and comfort. The villagers live together freely and freely. Old people and women who do needlework in the village often sit on the hot kang in a pile when they have nothing to do.

the scenery in my hometown is charming, beautiful and graceful. Behind the village are continuous mountains and orderly fields. Throughout the year, you will see hard-working farmers' uncles and old people in the fields. From time to time, they gather in a pile to talk about their families. Sometimes, the old people still smoke cigarettes and sit on the top of the slope and yell at the Shaanxi opera. This kind of enjoyment of life is full of strong local flavor. There are dense Woods and yam fields on the mountain. Every afternoon, my hometown people drive cattle and sheep to graze in the Woods. There are many stout fruit trees on the mountain, and you can hear the laughter of the children not far away. They are picking persimmons like flaming lanterns. People in the village can eat fruit whether they have trees or not. Every harvest season, villagers will take out their own fruits for others to taste, and sometimes they will pick them up in the market. There is a gurgling river at the entrance of the village. In spring, the shore is full of bright flowers, and willow trees are flourishing, and cicadas are singing happily. An ancient arched bridge was built on both sides of the river. Every summer, villagers picked up stools, fans, chess and playing cards to enjoy the cool and entertainment on the bridge. On both sides of the river are sand dikes built by villagers themselves with stones. In the morning, the old people will come here to exercise. At noon, the golden wheat beside the sand embankment looks shiny. In autumn, fallen leaves spread a thick carpet for the country road, and it creaked when you stepped on it. The endless crops are rich and full, and people come to the fields to harvest from morning till night. In winter, it has become a playground for children. Children wear cotton-padded jackets and sleeves sewn by adults to have snowball fights, make snowmen, skate and have fun in the natural world wrapped in silver. People in my hometown are very diligent. If it snows heavily, they will take the initiative to clear the snow on the road and serve the passers-by.

hometown people are very affectionate. Every holiday, the villagers will beat gongs and drums to hold a grand social fire to celebrate. Things that are delicious and easy to use at home will be given to the neighbors to share. If anyone has a problem, the villagers will do their best to help.

this is my hometown. There will always be a dazzling landscape, and everything there will be passed down endlessly.

that man-simple and sincere, the scenery-beautiful and pleasant, the feeling-rich and simple. That man's love composition 6

The scenery is still a hundred million years ago, but the old man's love for his friend is gone. -inscription

when has everything changed?

I'm back in the accident, and my mind is full of thoughts. When I was a child, here, where I step on now, is the place where we met and left, but we were sad when we met again. I still remember the acquaintance scene: kites overlooking the earth, birds wandering back and forth