In ordinary study, work, and life, many people have had the experience of writing essays, and they are all familiar with essays. Through essays, we can gather our scattered thoughts together.

Do you know how to write a good essay?

The following is a lonely gourmet essay that I compiled for everyone. It is for reference only. Let’s take a look.

Everyone has their own unique hobbies, some people like singing, some people like dancing, but my hobby is very unique, that is, being a gourmet and eating a lot of delicious food.

However, this hobby of mine is very lonely, because no one around me is willing to accompany me to eat.

When I hold my mother's hand and want her to accompany me to the night market at night, my mother will always refuse my invitation on the grounds that she will gain weight from eating at night.

When I invite my good friends to eat desserts with me on the weekend, they will reject me with the same reason, as if eating one bite will make me gain an extra pound.

So, every time I ate something good, I was always alone, with no one around to eat with me.

Although the feeling of each food entering my mouth is wonderful, this feeling of loneliness cannot offset my love for food.

How I want to have someone who can enjoy the delicious food in this world with me.

I fell down when I was alone, and no one paid attention to me.

As if I was okay at all.

Every time, I would clean the wound alone with alcohol cotton balls, and there would be accusations from adults in my ears: "You don't have eyes when you walk, you deserve to fall!" If I write my homework slowly, "good friends" will

Said: "How stupid, the homework is so simple, writing is so slow." I always answer with a wry smile.

"When will we have friends? Ask the blue sky for water. I don't know when I will have friends. I was so lonely yesterday. I wanted to ride the wind and leave, but I was afraid that the teacher would scold me. I danced to clear my shadow. How can I be in the world?" Look, I read "Water"

"Tiao Ge Tou" has been changed.

Friend, friend, friend, friend, friend, friend, friend, friend, friend, friend, friend, friend... these two words bother me.

But, I found a close friend.

who is it?

My stuffed toy: Nekotaro!

It doesn't find me annoying and listens to me telling my grievances and sadness over and over again.

Its face will always have crooked eyes and crooked mouth.