I'm sorry!
I was so wayward,
But you are still so tolerant of me.
I used to treat you,
The way you treat me,
It is the difference between cloud and soil.
When I was bullied
You said it seriously:
It is unforgivable to bully my own king!
And with all my strength,
Protect me & hellip; & hellip;
You always know everything about me,
When it comes to festivals,
Give me all kinds of gifts,
You always say:
You are my prince and I am your summoner.
But I don't know how to cherish & hellip; & hellip;
Now & hellip; & hellip;
I have some abilities,
Let me do a little bit of servant's power,
Help you & hellip; & hellip;
Even if I can't do much & hellip; & hellip;
Maybe,
This is what I call "make up" hellip; & hellip;
--To someone who is still my best friend
Angel for my sin, to make up for my past (also known as angel read my diary) under 800 words I hate her, really, but, but! Really, she is a fussy person. How could she? Maybe she realized it too! 'wenyiya! stop! 'I yelled. 'what are you doing? 'she looked at me with a smile, and I looked a little unnatural, 'come here! 'I haven't told her what I'm like, but she's calling me in. I don't understand?!
'There is a fairy fox in the fairy lake, her name is Xianai ~ she is not immortal, she is demon ~ she has gratitude and praise & hellip; & hellip; 'she is standing in the place where no one is singing, she is not, isn't she the most disliked song? 'I like & lsquo; there's a fox in the lake & I think it suits me very much! 'she's laughing again. Why? She never liked it. Why? She's not wenyiya. So, who is she? I look at her stupidly, her every point has changed, how, someone attached to him!
I'm afraid to go home, eh! Is this my home? Is this my room? I am very happy, what beautiful curtains! This is what I always want, but the adults don't buy it for me, stingy! How generous today? I don't understand.
I'm going to have a rest at home for a few days. There's a quiz right now. It doesn't matter if I make up for it! What's wrong with me these days. I don't know why, I went to sleep for a week, and the doctor said I was in shock, I said I was too tired, some bad. When I went to school, the students all cried out: "God test! So difficult questions are right, and still full marks! 'Did you? I still sleepwalk to the school examination, how can it be?
I don't understand how I know so much knowledge these days when I'm resting. 9x times 98y + 98y = 456x. I know the answer! What's going on? As like as two peas, I came to school secretly to see what a girl who was exactly like me was playing with my friends. Who was she?
I wanted to know the answer, so I ran over and grabbed her and asked, "who are you? "I'm Dee! "See the world? I'm the one who can see you. Don't talk nonsense! "Now that you've been found out, I'll tell you! I'm an angel, I come from the far away heaven, I just want to help you, see Diyi! I can also relieve the relationship between you and your friends. I also help you to take exams and give you the memory & hellip; & hellip; ". What's wrong with my friend? "Don't worry about Diyi, actually & hellip; & hellip;" say it! 'I'm a little excited. 'she's already & hellip; & hellip; Oh! Dead! "No! How come? "It was! But & hellip; & hellip; she died in a car accident & hellip; & hellip; 'I cried, and with the falling flowers all over the ground, I knelt under the bodhi tree and recalled again' I don't want to live on the same day in the same year, but I just want to die on the same day. Don't take breaking up friendship as a mantra, but take eternity as a permanent goal. The angel took my sin for me and made up for my past (also known as the angel read my diary). Weather: rain mood: pain like a knife cause: break up with friends
It's such a bad day. I've never been late. Originally in a bad mood, I was impatient, I passed the exam carelessly, and got 100 points. What a bad result! (150 points for junior high school students) the next is teacher Ma's endless nagging, annoying! I've never got such a score! Oh! How to deal with parents!!! Oh! By the way, I can also find my friend wenyiya to comfort me, but I didn't expect that she ignored me at all. I need encouragement and comfort! I stood behind her. She knew that, but she trampled on me and hurt my bone. I went to the teacher to sue her. The teacher was very surprised and surprised that she didn't expect such a good friend to quarrel over a small matter. I was waiting for her apology, but she said that regardless of her business, it was my own trouble - I wanted to stand behind her. After the dispute, there are only two extremely cold realities -- break up! Hum! I don't care about her anymore!
I lie in the hospital bed, writing today's diary, I am really tired and tired, in this stormy night, I was sick, I was actually sick, this is a relief to me!
"Deng, Deng, Deng! 'There's a knock at the door, 'please come in! 'I couldn't speak. It was my good friend and sister wenyiya who came in. I was surprised that you & hellip; & hellip. 'you don't know why I came! 'she laughed and put the carnations in the vase. 'because we are friends! "You still treat me as your & hellip; & hellip; friend? 'I seem to be a little more energetic. 'of course! what's the matter with you? Didn't I say the old thing should not be mentioned again? Do you remember the oath I made under the bodhi tree? "Remember, remember, of course! Tears in my eyes. 'don't live on the same day, but die on the same day! Do not break up friendship as a mantra, to forever as the goal! '
Why don't I know so much? Isn't she angry? How could I be in the hospital? Once incomplete is to make up for the present 600 words, life is changeable. Seriously, there is no word to express my recent mood. In addition, life is really helpless, I hope there is not so much unnecessary.
Indulge in the indescribable life for several days, the time goes on, like a stream, the flowing river seems to have long feet, and walked through, leaving only the residual traces of the once residual feet, which can not be erased, and are deeply branded.
The years passed, as if I had given it up, ruthlessly drove it away, abandoned their own original. Originally not easy to piece together the time let me smash, hit it fragmented. Attached to the impression of life, everything is beautiful. It is so happy and harmonious, full of rhythm, with different rhythm, different ideas of the overall framework structure. The unexpected arrival, the extraordinary occurrence, the smashed time, the starlight like paved a clean ground, revealing the unique beauty.
However, the effect of beauty is only for a moment. Inevitably, it will not exist. The so-called bleaching agent on clothes can not last forever, but is expired fading dyes that no longer exist. It is too false, everything is camouflage. In an instant, they are deceived by carelessness. They are deceived, such as children who can't stand the temptation of sugar and can't resist their desire. After that, I realized that the most beautiful things were poisonous, and frankly exposed the unreal nature. I realized that this might be the 'taste' that should be enjoyed by a self inflicted experience, which clearly depicts one's own stupidity, ignorance, being too naive, and being condemned in the heart.
The ground is no longer pure, stained with other traces of color, defiled the natural mind, it is extremely difficult to fade it, can not be without trauma, a sudden hit sprint the entire inner world. The past, even if the past & hellip; & hellip; now the loss does not mean that the future will not have, pick up the lost beauty, retain the past, sober consciousness no longer recall the past. Taste the next minute, the current clock is not far ahead of waiting, do not want to accidentally lose or miss. Don't remember the hurt in memory, hold on to the coming of the next second, live a fresh and refined self, get rid of the darkness and bury the covered suffering.
Welcome is a colorful picture, clear and clean. No need to fill in, no longer recall, care and nostalgia. Find your own share of the pure white sky and paint the white clouds again. Not their own, after all, not their own, do not belong to their own will never run into the palm of the hand. Let go of all the original, think well, pick and choose the little bits and pieces now!
Senior one of private Qunxing school in Yiwu, Zhejiang?
Have you ever noticed the moment when the rain drops to the ground?
Have you ever heard the wind whisper in the woods?
Have you ever seen the sun setting towards dusk? --Inscription
When you are in a hurry, days are like unopened gifts. People always pursue the scenery ahead unremittingly, and always explore the novelty of each basket. The sweat dripped in the hurry moistened the sight. But they didn't see the scenery around them. The familiar place, has the scenery, is able to last for a long time and the new. Only care, your attention.
It's easy to miss the scenery of life in busy days. Like the cunning little loach squeezed between your fingers, and slipped past. The heart is bound, let alone spare a side of leisure space to explore the beautiful side. At this time, as long as you relax, you will have a new discovery - you see, the hot soup that mother brought out has been cold, so you think of the silver hair on her temples; you walk out of the balcony and look up to see thousands of lights in the night sky, if there are stars all over the sky, the warmth of the stars is intoxicating; you hear the sweet music of the next door, like the soul involved in a bay of shallow clear In the spring, the moss licks it intimately, making it more pure. At ordinary times, you only think that the piano sound is the leg of a sawing machine & hellip; & hellip; the original ordinary place can also produce a lot of beauty and happiness, why don't we usually find it? When we get rid of the heavy load and shift our mind's sight, we will also have the surprise and perception of "suddenly looking back".
Van Gogh abstracted the passion of life from the familiar starry night and wheat field; Anthony and Gaudi realized from the old-fashioned church building mode and gave full play to their personality's arrogance; Anfang Zhizi read through the popular fairy tales and created new romance, innocence and frankness. Great artists are created with their hearts, and the standing point is ordinary.
I have been infatuated with Miyazaki's "the city of space" by Miyazaki, especially a piece of paradise in the city, which cleans your mind. But under the details, I feel more and more moved by the little truth in the story, simple and unadorned. What to make up for 1100 words is often the case. When a person has ambition and ambition to gallop thousands of miles, God will give him a fatal obstacle. Yes, if a person has many perfect things, then heaven will give him defects when he is perfect.
Similarly, fate has given me wisdom, warmth, kindness, loveliness, talent, appearance and ambition for the country and the people. pitiful,