Write an essay on the theme of tears

1. An 800-word essay on the topic of tears

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is something that has never happened in ancient times." The banquet here may mean exactly Reunion there.

When your classmate friend who eats and plays together waves to you and says "goodbye", your heart seems to become stiff at this moment, and your weak hands can only wave to her mechanically. Saying: "Goodbye by fate!" Only tears can represent everything now. In the tears, there is something that I want to stay, but I am afraid that I will be too emotional and delay her bright future: I want to leave with her, but this beautiful land is given to me. Too many beautiful memories. Those strings of tears expressed the complicated mood at this moment. For it, nothing is more important than being able to accurately express her thoughts to the owner. At the same time, the tears of reluctance also drifted with the wind. As I left with my friend, the tears of blessing also surrounded my friend. "I can't see you on the winding road, and the heavy heart on the snow-covered mountain road when I left has also passed away.

Looking forward to it For many years, I have thought about my daughter returning from studying. What a day worth celebrating. Of course, a happy smile was naturally chosen as the facial expression to welcome her daughter. But just when her daughter appeared in her mother's eyes, tears of excitement stood up. It has been accumulated and silent for many years. At this moment, it is swarming up, one string after another. It talks about the mother's longing for her daughter, the mother's joy at her daughter's success, and even the mother's unexpressed happiness when she sees her daughter. A feeling of happiness. At the same time, it also describes the daughter's helplessness in a foreign country, her longing for her mother and her hometown.

Silent until now, hard work until now. Finally standing in that beautiful place The top of the mountain. Before you can stretch out your hand to care for the piece of sky that you have suffered for many years, the friend of tears comes quietly. So urgent, so fierce, so without thinking. It seems to take all my I don't want to stay here. The wind blows, and it's cool...

The salty ones here don't represent the extraordinary tears. More often, tears give people happiness and bitterness. Taste.

2. Write an essay of about 550 words on the theme of "tears", it is urgently needed

Tears of happiness

What is happiness? Happiness is an orchard? The fruit grower looked at the branches full of fruits and his face was full of joy. Happiness is the moving smiles of the students in the classroom looking forward to the future. Happiness is the splayed brows of the scientists in the laboratory when they make new discoveries. Happiness is the athletes on the podium looking up at them. The sparkling tears when the national flag rises. Happiness is the crystallization of struggle and the monument of hard work. Happiness blooms silently. It can come quietly and leave quietly.

One winter day that year, November 21st was my birthday. I got up early in the morning because I knew today was my birthday. I ran to my mother's bedside and asked her: "What is today?" What day? "My mother said: "Today is Tuesday, I have to go to a meeting! Go brush your teeth and wash your face! "My heart immediately became cold. Mom forgot my birthday! I walked out of my mother's room listlessly. At this time, I thought of my grandma. She must remember my birthday. I walked towards my grandma. Before I could speak, grandma said He said angrily: "Why don't you wash your face? I'm washing clothes. Don't make the clothes I wash dirty again." "Ah! I'm desperate. Why didn't I remember that today is my birthday?

At this time, I wanted to take a walk outside to see the blue sky and white clouds. Maybe I would feel better. I was blind. After wandering for two hours, I saw a few candles on the table. Suddenly the lights came on, and my cousins ??jumped out one after another and sang "Happy Birthday to You". Behind me, he said mysteriously: "Guess what I bought you? "What is so mysterious?" Mom took out a Garfield doll, "Garfield doll, this is the toy I have always wanted in my dreams!" I shouted in surprise, holding up the Garfield doll. In an instant, the grievances in my heart disappeared.

Looking at the smiling faces of my relatives, I cried. These were not tears of grief or joy, but tears of happiness!

Some people say that happiness is the feasting of delicacies in a star-rated hotel; some people say that happiness is the dancing to the moving melody in a high-end ballroom; some people say that happiness is sitting in an Audi or BMW among the crowds of people. People are swaggering on the trendy streets; some people say that happiness is staying in a secret room and counting stacks of hundred-dollar bills; however, I want to say: having these does not necessarily mean you really have happiness!

Happiness surrounds you all the time. If you take over the job from your mother and feel warm in your heart, that is happiness; if you read letters from friends under the lamp and savor friendship, that is happiness; if you sit alone in a corner, listen to songs quietly, and contemplate, then that is happiness. Just happiness.

Tears of happiness are not something that ordinary people can understand, because happiness is a rare wealth!

Do you want this kind of composition that brings tears of happiness? 3. Write an essay around tears

The sound of broken tears

In the early morning, the sunshine shines on my body through the window, and I enjoy it with my eyes. It is very pleasant! When I opened my eyes

the whole world was awake. I stretched my paws lazily and bowed my waist, which was considered as a morning exercise. Then I called her affectionately

a few times, hinting to her that I was hungry, and then enjoyed my delicious meal, haha~~ Not bad! !

She loves me, so I can bite her pants without restraint, and even scratch the floor with my claws until the five-line spectrum appears.

The dark clouds are in the sky, the sun has lost all its light, and I have lost all my love.

She wants to immigrate to Australia with her parents. Taking me with her is simply a fantasy. Who would immigrate to Australia with a cat?

Weird! So, I started to lose my appetite...

She will leave tomorrow, so tonight she allowed me to sleep in the same bed with her. "Lele, don't worry! I will send you to a safe and comfortable place, and he will love you like me." I didn't know what was surging in her eyes

What it is, but I know that I cried, tears flowed from the corner of my mouth to the bottom of my heart, and I heard the sound of tears falling

. Since I couldn't speak human language, I licked her arm and she hugged me tightly. I burst into tears. I don't know why, but I felt like wanting to... A feeling of suffocation. After a long time, when she let go of me

I found that the hair on her body was wet, and I realized that she was crying too.

The next day, the sky was still gloomy. She sent me to my new home. We were silent along the way. In fact, there were too many things to say but I didn’t know where to start. After a while, I was accepted by a boy. She repeatedly told him to treat me well, and then thanked him repeatedly, which was a bit incoherent. Finally, she picked me up, kissed me passionately on my forehead, handed me to the boy, turned around and ran away. I couldn't wait any longer. I still had a lot to say to her and parting was right in front of me. I tried my best to break away from the boy and followed her, but a strange voice came from behind: "Damn cat."

I called while running, but the girl had already disappeared in the car at the end of the street. , I ran to the airport as fast as I could in my life, but the plane had already taken off. Looking at the silhouette of the plane passing by in the sky, I knew:

What should be gained has not yet been obtained, and what should be lost has long been lost. Watching you gradually disappear from my world, getting away from my sight little by little, I realized that only 1/2 of the happiness in my hands was left, and the remaining 1/2 has been drawing a beautiful arc along the exhaust of the plane. The thread pursues you.

I don’t know how I returned to my “home”. I vaguely remember that the street was glowing with the dim light of the street lamps. I felt sad but did not cry because I found the dog at the door of my “home”. The dog was staring at me fiercely, so of course it wouldn't let me in through the door, so... I had no choice but to climb over the wall.

Wow! ! So high! But there was no choice but this way, because I knew: He would not wait outside the door for me like she did...

I jumped up and grabbed the wall with my front paws. And I tried my best to climb up, kicking my back paws desperately... Finally, I fell down, and then tried again, and fell again... At the nth time, I climbed up the wall, and... Just when I was glad that I hadn't degenerated to the point where I couldn't even climb up the wall, the problem arose again. The dog was staring at me with its glowing green eyes under the wall. Wherever I went, it would He will follow him wherever he goes. He is such a "loyal" dog. I tried to attract the new owner's attention, but it was useless! Even though his voice was hoarse, he still turned a blind eye.

There is really no other way, then,,,,,, let’s enjoy the moon tonight! The moon tonight is very big, very bright, and very round. I remember that this scene has happened before. The moon is still so big and round. The only difference is that she is missing from my side, which is a bit bitter. At that time, when it was cold, I could crawl into her arms, but now...,,,,,,I couldn't help but shiver...,,,,,,I gradually stopped feeling cold, what's the matter? Don't look too far, she? Yes it's her! ! I don't know whether it was excitement or excitement, but I didn't move for a long time. When I tried to move again, I couldn't move anymore and my whole body was frozen. She gently held me in her arms and warmed me. He murmured: "I don't want you to leave me anymore."

At this time, a shooting star streaked across the starry sky.

When the sun rises again and spreads sunshine to every corner of the world, the whole world wakes up, but I am still immersed in happiness.

Postscript: Many days later, I was discovered. He called her and said: "The cat is dead."

She cried...

I heard the sound of broken tears. 4. Write a 450-word essay on the theme of tears, urgent

During the Lantern Festival when I was 13, my sister took me to see the lanterns. It was also the day when my sister taught me how to be a good person.

There are so many lights on the street! Big and small. Colorful lanterns are available.

There are so many people on the street! The sound was so noisy that it was deafening. My sister and I spent a lot of effort to squeeze out.

"Buy a lantern, buy a lantern! Beautiful lanterns!" I said to my sister happily: "Sister has a lantern, buy one for me! My sister smiled and said to me: "Okay! Boss, how much does one cost? The boss who bought the lanterns said, "It's 18 yuan each." "After my sister paid for the lantern, because I was naughty, I accidentally let the lantern fly out, "Ah! "I screamed! My sister said, "Let's go, I'll buy you another one."

"For a moment, I couldn't help but shed tears. My sister found me and said to me: "Why are you crying? You have grown up and are not the crybaby anymore! "

Sister, last year's Lantern Festival was unforgettable for me. I want to say to you: "Sister, what you said is true. I have grown up and can no longer cry, but those are not ordinary tears. , but my love for you! "I want to say to you: "Sister, I love you forever! ”

Sister, your words contain your love for me. That year, you were the one who taught me how to behave. Young people should not cry. Sister, you are now 17 years old, and your studies are very heavy, but You still love me and protect me! Sister, I will always love you! 5. How to write an essay outline

Please refer to the following content to organize your own guidance on family composition 1. Writer Bi Shumin said, "There are some things. , when we are young, we cannot understand. When we understand, we are no longer young. Some things in the world can be made up for, and some things can never be made up for." "Hurry up and do your filial piety for your parents. Maybe it's a mansion. , maybe it is a piece of brick, maybe it is a swan goose on the other side of the world, maybe it is a message close at hand, maybe it is a pure black doctor's hat, maybe it is a red five points on the workbook, maybe it is a The delicacies of Table Mountain may be a wild fruit or a small flower. It may be a flowery dress, or a pair of clean old shoes. It may be tens of thousands of dollars, or it may be just a coin with body temperature in your mouth... But in On the balance of filial piety, they are equivalent. To have filial piety, it needs to be cultivated from an early age." This passage from the writer Bi Shumin will give us a very profound inspiration. This is a composition topic with a strong human touch, allowing students to express themselves in their writing. Experiencing an emotional bath and deepening the understanding of family ties will help improve the candidates' ideological quality. Family ties are also a topic that humans have often talked about since ancient times. Therefore, this essay question can give candidates something to talk about, feelings to express, and something to express. It is helpful for candidates to write true feelings. The connotation of "family love" is relatively broad, covering maternal love, father's love, love between brothers and sisters, etc. In a metaphorical sense, it can also include mutual love among relatives, friends, and specific groups of people. Of course, for candidates, we should mainly write about mother's love, father's love, and love between brothers and sisters. This is also determined by our current life experience. To write this narrative well, you should pay attention to the following when selecting materials A few points: ⑴ The selection of materials should be small. This article has a wide range of choices. It is best to write about small things in daily life, but the intention should be larger, that is, it can reflect a more universal and profound social significance. "Family love" "Not only in critical moments and dangers, but also in ordinary times. If you don't focus on the small and focus on specific things to write, it will be easy to write in vain. Use the technique of seeing the big from the small and let the readers know through specific examples. Feeling the selflessness and greatness of family love with you is much more touching than feeling the sublimity of family love in vain. ⑵The selection of materials must be typical. The materials are used to express the theme and serve the theme. Therefore, the selection of materials must closely focus on the theme of "family love" , and you should choose those typical events from ordinary examples to write about. For example, they can be expressed through the teachings, persuasion, suggestions, inspirations of relatives, etc. They can also be expressed through certain scenes, specific images, and specific actions. .As long as it can reflect a certain complex between family members and fully express the author's thoughts and emotions. ⑶ Select new materials. When selecting materials, you must not only achieve the big from the small, but also try to select the new by cleverness, without When writing, young candidates often limit themselves to writing about care in life to reflect family affection, so it is difficult to come up with new ideas in their articles. To be innovative, you have to stand at the forefront of the times and use new viewpoints and new perspectives to examine family and family relationships. To make this topic full of the flavor of the times, for example, you can write about the love between father and son, and the love between mother and son from the perspective of equality, democracy, and respect. If you follow this line of thinking, you will find that the "literary path" will become wider. ⑷ The material selection must be real. The value of family love is "truth" and "simpleness". The more real, the more touching, and the more simple, the more intimate. You must not make things up in order to pursue a "thrilling" effect. Therefore, when writing, you must start from To choose "real things" from life events that you have personally experienced, you must rely on the real and real emotions to please and move people. In order to achieve "true reproduction", you must pay attention to the detailed description of the event and be good at it. Grasp the emotional points, because the details of life can easily make the article full of life. A look, a sigh, a look back, and a gesture can truly reflect the character's thoughts, feelings or spiritual quality. If there is a lack of specific and vivid details, it will be dull. Boring and lacking in expressiveness. In addition to careful selection of materials, writing this article

In addition, we should try to avoid being flat and straightforward in structure, and strive to be clever and innovative. For example, we can use novel parallelism, doubts, or elaboration methods at the beginning to give readers a sense of freshness; at the end, we can use unexpected twists or inspired associations. , in order to achieve an unexpected artistic effect; the middle part may set up suspense, or make use of misunderstandings, or make waves, or set up subtitles. In short, the structure must be novel but not rigid, both surprising and reasonable. Writing This article should also focus on narrative, with appropriate discussion and lyricism, to express your unique feelings about family love. However, you should avoid talking everywhere and taking over the subject. Whether this article is about sadness or joy, the language should be simple and plain, and contain true feelings. For the above. Family affection is a natural expression of emotion, and the language should be full of emotional color and strong lyrical meaning. Sample essay: Mom's Hands When I was tripped by the ups and downs of life, a pair of hands stretched out in front of me; When I shed tears of injustice, a pair of hands put on my shoulders. When I was enveloped in the aura of victory and lost myself, a pair of hands gently patted my head. I knew that those were my mother's hands. Someone It is said that love can turn eternity into clouds and never return, and friendship will also let go because it cannot bear the burden of a long road. Only maternal love is eternal, even if you hurt it with anger, arrogance, and ignorance. Even though it's covered in bruises, it still doesn't change its original intention to be your guardian in all your life. I don't know why, but recently I always feel that my mother is very annoying. She nags me all day long, and I don't know what she is talking about. When I wake up in the morning, my mother sees that my hair is too thick. , said to help me tie my hair. When her cold and rough hand touched my neck, I wiped it back with my hand as if out of inertia, "No!" I raised my mouth and the comb was also used by me. I knocked it down. I lowered my head to pick up the comb. In the mirror, I saw my mother’s eyes were red. My mother walked out of the room. I suddenly felt very guilty. My eyes focused on an old photo on the wall, and my thoughts drifted back. When I was a child, due to an illness, I passed the age of learning to walk and still couldn’t walk. The neighbors looked at me crawling around on the ground all day and laughed at me. My mother quit her job and made up her mind to let me learn how to walk. When walking, because I am used to crawling, my knee muscles are well developed, but my calves are not very long. The doctor said that this can easily cause fractures. Of course, the doctor also taught me a set of training methods. Because my calves cannot support my whole body. The weight, my mother held me every day, only letting my feet step on the ground, and then slowly and gently supported me. This process took half a year. 6. Write a tearful composition around the central meaning

Tears

I cried a lot when I was a child, and now I cry a lot as an adult. In fact, tears are not just a sign of excitement or extreme sadness. It is also a release, a relief, an expression of love.

Tears are needed in life. Thinking of that incident, my heart feels sad.

Ding Lingling. . At 6:30 in the morning, I lazily picked up the alarm clock and turned off the ringer. Hey, I seem to have remembered something. Yes! Today is my birthday! My mother said that I can invite my good friends to my house for dinner this birthday. You know, for my mother who never allowed me to bring friends home, this was an unprecedented thing. I was very happy, but I also felt vaguely uneasy, as if something was about to happen.

After school finally ended, I invited many friends home in the evening. My mother had already prepared a sumptuous meal and bought many delicious drinks. My mother called me into the house. I think she must have told us not to play too crazy. Who knows, this is not the case at all.

"Do you know why mom asked you to invite your classmates home?" Mom touched my head and said softly. "I don't know." I replied in confusion, "Maybe it's my birthday today?"

"No, it's because - you are leaving these good friends and we are moving."

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My heart suddenly felt very painful. Listening to the laughter of my friends outside the house, my eyes were filled with tears. "We can't let our friends know," I thought to myself, "let's just have fun!" But I couldn't be happy anyway.

When we started eating, my friends seemed to notice something, but no one asked, they just tried their best to make me happy. When they gave me gifts one by one, I couldn't help it anymore and burst into tears. I suddenly felt that I had thousands of words to say to them, but I didn’t know what to say.

The classmates left one by one. My mother and I sent them downstairs. Looking at their retreating figures, tears moistened my eyes again.

The next day, I never saw my friends again because I had moved to a new home and transferred to a new school.

As we all know, tears represent an unforgettable experience and will leave deep imprints in the depths of emotions; tears represent the record of growth and reflect the journey you have taken. 7. Please write five essay topics with the theme of "touching"

What is touching? Touching is a cool breeze in summer, a warm sun in winter, a refreshing sweet spring, a cup of fragrant hot tea... Only when we are touched can our hearts become brighter , spacious, pure...

I still remember that it was a district-wide spot test last semester. I was very proud of my consistently good results. The exam started, and when I saw the test questions, I was shocked: these were all things I hadn’t reviewed! I had no choice but to rely on my daily accumulation to do the questions. As I was writing, I was secretly annoyed: It’s over, it’s over, this exam is a mess. Although I am nervous, I am also looking forward to seeing some questions that I am familiar with so that I can achieve better results.

After the exam, I was as nervous as an ant on a hot pot. I even hoped that the teacher would throw away my exam paper and take the exam again. After all the students turned in their papers, Teacher Feng began to count the number of people who got the wrong questions. "Students who got the question wrong, please raise your hands." In Teacher Feng's tone, I heard anxiety and expectation. However, the number of times I raised my hands continued to increase, as if I was deliberately going against Teacher Feng. In my heart, Waves of bitterness surged again and again.

"Yu Jiaying," Teacher Feng's voice interrupted my meditation, "go and close the door." "Oh." I agreed casually, trying to avoid meeting Teacher Feng's eyes. ——At this time, there were tears in my eyes. When I was approaching the door, Teacher Feng's gentle voice was left behind me: "Yu Jiaying, don't be sad, there will be another time!" I couldn't hold back the tears anymore, and they poured out of my eyes drop by drop. , It turned out that Teacher Feng had already seen what I was thinking. Instead of criticizing me, she actually comforted me. At this moment, nothing could be more touching than Teacher Feng’s comforting words. As I let my tears flow, I was also reflecting on whether it’s time for me to wake up and be inspired. certainly! I shouted firmly in my heart: "Teacher Feng, I will definitely not let you down next time!"

When I returned to the classroom, I wiped away my tears. The ones that couldn't be wiped away belonged to Teacher Feng. Teaching. Since the goal is so determined, why cry? No need!

At this time, I felt sad and moved. Perhaps, being moved is not simply shedding tears, nor is it superficial sadness, but an inner feeling, a spiritual resonance between people... Touching is everywhere in the world, if the world If you are not moved, then this world is also ruthless. 8. Write an essay around the topic of home, with a title of your own, no less than 600 words, quick~~~~~

Home is tolerance, home is care, home is destination, home is where everyone is. The sunshine in one's heart contributes seven colors of light.

For the prodigal at the end of the world, the world is home, and home is style and romance; for the numerous students, the motherland is home, and home is love and concern; for dangerous sailors, the world is home, and home is dignity and honor.

"It's so close before leaving, I'm afraid I'll be back later." Home is longing and warmth.

"When I hear dogs barking at Chaimen, I return home on a snowy night." Home is warmth and security.

"The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south." It is the desolation and desolation of not being able to find a home.

"Three times around the tree, there is no branch to rely on." It is the confusion and sadness of not being able to find home.

The hut was broken by the autumn wind, which is the sadness and pity of losing home.

When you are homesick, the moon is the only scenery, the stars are the only language, tears are the only letters home, and memories are the only way home. When you are homesick, the sunshine in your heart will emit colorful of light. In the dead of night, it’s the time to miss home. It’s very sweet when I’m homesick. The moon in my hometown touches my head. It’s beautiful when I’m homesick. The willows in my hometown hold my hand. There are tears when I’m homesick. , but tears flow with tears; when I miss home, I really want to do something for home, no matter how far away from home.

Home is like a ray of sunshine that shines in winter, making the poor and sick feel the warmth of the world; home is like a small umbrella held up on rainy nights, so that people who are wandering in a foreign land can get the shelter of family affection. ; Home is a light in the dark night, which allows lost pilots to return to a warm harbor; home is a toffee in the mouth, allowing people who have long drank yellow lotus to taste the sweetness of life; home is a flying shelf The rainbow in the sky allows people with gloomy eyes to see the beauty of the world.

The growth of all things cannot be separated from the sunshine, and the growth of people cannot be separated from the sunshine. Because sunshine gives people care, protection and happiness. So is home.