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Write a composition for you when you don't like you.

1. Don't let the person who loves you wait for you for too long. Nowadays, students are the treasures of the family and are spoiled by their parents. Not only are they ungrateful, but they also secretly play games. It is common to take money from home and go out for a few days and nights without coming home. Let the parents who love him break their hearts and be extremely disappointed. You know, every day after school, when you go home hungry, who has put the cooked food on the table, waiting for you to go home for dinner; When you are after school, it is raining cats and dogs outside. Who is waiting for you in the rain with an umbrella? When you encounter a little setback and want to give up, who is there to encourage you, inspire you and help you stand up again; When you write your homework until late at night, who is with you? When you are ... both parents! They trained and educated you with all their experiences, and now you repay them in this way.

On Friday afternoon, the teachers, students and parents of the whole school participated in a thanksgiving education activity with the theme of "Don't let the people who love you down". The scene was very warm at first, with clapping and shouting, and gradually turned into a scene of tears. During the activity, Mr. Yu Yun's speech was so wonderful that many parents were moved to tears, and the students also cried. Teacher Yu Yun's speech made many students who fell in love with online games regret it. Let many students from single-parent families open their hearts; Let all the students present thoroughly reflect on themselves. At the same time, I was shocked by my heart.

I remember when I was in the fifth grade, the senior high school entrance examination was about to expire. I still play as usual and come home from school every day. The first thing I do is either watch TV or read extracurricular books. I always don't do my homework until seven or eight in the evening. At that time, my father was on a business trip, and only my mother and I were at home, and my mother didn't get off work until 8 o'clock, so I had a chance to play. Every time my mother comes home, I always wonder why my homework always has to be written until 9 o'clock. 10. Finally, occasionally my mother found me watching TV, angry and sad. She taught me that night, but I didn't listen and went on as before. I didn't do well in the midterm exam in the last year. I have suffered a lot and know that my mother is good for me.

When the teacher asked us to rush to the crowd to find our parents and say "I love you", all the students rushed to their parents with tears in their eyes, so happy and warm. All parents are happy to see their children, with tears in their eyes. I jumped on my mother, too, and my heart was sour.

Students, let's work together and don't let those who love you down!

2. Your composition at that time was so lovely and unforgettable.

Do you still remember our classroom? The lingering fragrance is suffocating. I follow you every day, looking at your smile, I feel disappointed.

Companionship has actually become my habit and I can't quit. When the sun sets, the golden rosy clouds shine on you, and the melancholy on your back is full of sadness.

Looking at you every day, looking forward to our accidental meeting one day. In the end, day after day, year after year, we are strangers after all.

Looking forward to becoming down and out, but also fascinating. God has taken care of me after all, and I can finally tell you the words buried in my heart.

I like you. You told me not to give up, and I smiled with relief.

I'm beginning to wonder if my love for you is still there. The answer is yes.

It just became a kind of care and understanding. I finally decided to be your friend for life.

Because I understand that lovers are temporary and friends are lifelong. I would like to be your friend for life, forever and ever.

I just hope to meet you, walk with you, laugh with you, chat with you, have dinner with you, help you solve problems and comfort you. Can you meet my small request?

You should remember me, a lifelong friend. Think of me when you are sad, because I will always be by your side and accompany you to eternity.

I like you, not on a whim. Please remember me, a person who loves you.

In fact, I have always liked your composition. When I was a child, I hated being alone. In fact, it is not "hate", but pure hate. Time always flies. Seventeen years have passed in a trance. Time flows through the pen to catch it, but it can't slip away. Walking in the gap of time, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of mottled memories.

I thought you didn't care about me.

Do you remember giving up that day? You threw me to the teacher the other day and left without looking. I cried for my father in the teacher's arms. You didn't look back. The teacher comforted me and said, "I'll pick you up after school."

Yes "I looked at the fading back and stopped crying." Rinrin-"At that time, I was dancing with joy after school. I stood at the door holding the teacher's hand. I didn't cry or make trouble. I looked in your direction.

Looking forward to your figure. I stood there for a long time until I saw a small shadow. I ran happily, but I saw my mother. My mother touched my head affectionately and said, "Dad has something to do." Eyes become dull

Yes, my heart is getting cold. I shook off my mother's hand and stubbornly left without looking back. A temporary grievance turned into tears, which burned my cheek, but still let it drip unscrupulously.

I thought you hated me.

Do you remember the report card you finished? I was just about to enter the room with my report card that day when you asked me about my grades. I turned my head and looked at you coldly. Achievements, achievements are all you care about, that's just to fulfill you.

I can show off my skills in front of my relatives and friends. I am just a tool. Look at the report card for a few minutes. I went over and threw it on the table. You looked at it, and you didn't hold the report tightly a few times.

Points, your face becomes heavy, I know this is not the result you want. : "Go! Give me a face to think about. " The expected roar. Although I am used to it, my heart still hurts like an arrow through my heart. I am stubborn in the face of the wall.

Looking up at the sky, anger will always replace pain. I keep saying to myself, "You hate me, and I hate you."

The face of that night (article reading network:)

Do you remember your haggard face that night? You have been busy doing business every day since I entered junior high school. Inadvertently, there were fewer meetings, fewer meals and fewer speeches. That dinner was so clear that I caught it.

When I was cooking, I caught a glimpse of those striking silver wires on your head. Your forehead was covered with dense and clearly visible textures, and there were several wrinkles around your eyes. Suddenly I found that you are much older. I was so absorbed in it that you suddenly looked up and I stood up from my chair in fear.

You jumped up and looked at me with surprised eyes. I left my rice bowl in my hand, looked around and whispered, "I'm full." "'Don't eat more? "A voice came from the ear. It seems that this sentence is a scorching coke.

Point, constantly spread into the air, until the softest place inside. I smiled and said, "Well, no, I'm full." I see a glittering object in your eyes, but is it yours or mine?

In the fleeting time of summer, what I once thought I didn't care about is quietly evolving; I used to think that hatred is constantly decreasing; Once thought the same face, is slowly aging. It is my childish heart that has plenty of time, but it is your "disgust" that takes it away.

"Time is slow, don't let you grow old. I want to exchange you with me. What can I do for you, Dad? Take it. " Dad, I'm sorry. Forgive my willfulness!

When I was a child, I always wanted to grow up quickly, because it would be closer to my sky, but when I grew up, I found that the sky above me was propped up by you.

In fact, I have always hated your 400-word composition. I have a good friend. He has curved and thin eyebrows, big and round eyes, wide and thick ears and a small red mouth. He has dark skin and a thin figure. Although he is in grade six, he looks like a pupil in grade three.

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There is a bad habit-he loves to play pranks and is an out-and-out "naughty boy". It is no exaggeration to say that he is a "naughty boy". You see, when he rolled his eyes, he must have come up with another prank idea, another one.

People will suffer "bad luck". I saw him pick up all-purpose glue and walk out of the house. I thought: He must have played a prank again. Sure enough, as I expected, he put all-purpose glue on a man's chair, and the man stood up and stuck.

He couldn't get rid of his chair for a long time. "Naughty boy" bent over with laughter. He must be saying in his heart: haha, I've been tricked! Got it!

Only in this way can I not hate him, but he not only likes practical jokes, but also often does bad things. Once, he changed the slogan "It is everyone's responsibility to keep the environment" to "It is the responsibility of adults", and painted my homework pen with blue ink, which made me laugh and cry.

In fact, I know he plays pranks to amuse everyone, but sometimes he goes too far, but he never apologizes, so we have a bad impression of him and think his evil deeds are unforgivable. I hope he can get rid of this bad habit and be a good student.

Well, now I tell you that "naughty boy" is my neighbor. His name is Bian Dawei. As long as you have met him, you will never forget him.

Please take' likes and dislikes' as the topic. I like the snow in winter, and I like the pure jasmine and soft feathers falling quietly on the earth.

One by one, soon, there was only a piece of white between heaven and earth. I like the sunshine after the spring rain.

It's neither thick nor cold. Smile at the earth, flowers, grass and me.

I like the white clouds floating overhead, sometimes like an Aries, sometimes like a big and beautiful white flower. I like the flashing rainstorm in summer.

Unexpectedly, I washed the glass on the window without hesitation. Wash the world and everything completely new.

I like the fallen leaves in the autumn wind. Yellow, red, happen to coincide, have fallen.

There is only a bare trunk, and there seems to be nothing. I like dreams, and I like the gentle breeze in dreams.

She blew me into the paradise of dreams like a feather, where countless stars like eyes and countless beautiful flowers waved to me. I also like clothes, soft silk.

The school uniforms and flowered skirts fluttered over the girls. I also like the clothes in people's hearts.

In a word, a song. I think they are all warm silk clothes.

I like that smile, the bright smile hanging on my lips. Whenever I help others, whenever others show me a heartfelt grateful smile, I fall in love with this smile and learn to show a bright smile to friends, relatives and enthusiastic strangers. I also like pain, although it was very sad at that time.

Who doesn't feel bad when they are wronged, tripped and failed in the exam? But I like to face the pain optimistically. The more you suffer, the more wisdom you have, and you can exchange wisdom for pain.

I like the immature faces of my brothers and sisters, and I like the tears they hang like wild grapes when they are wronged. They will blink their big eyes as bright as stars and read "Love the Motherland" 1, 2, 3 "after you, which sounds wonderful, just like the crisp and sweet voice of the stars in Summer Generation; They will also pick beautiful flowers for you from the grass in spring, hold them in front of you and smile sweetly. There will be colorful lights in the star-like eyes, leaving no trace of impurities, which makes people feel comfortable and warm, and feels a kind of simplicity, cleanliness and clarity close to fairy tales. I like reading. I like the delicate flow and unpredictable warmth in the book. Reading is a beautiful enjoyment, just like listening to an idyll. Distant and indifferent, slowly slipping through the faint poetry, showing the sadness of ancient poets. Reading needs to be savored, just like a stream flowing gently. Without this taste, we will not realize the beautiful tradition and the wisdom of flowing water. I like childhood. Childhood is a wonderful piece of music, and those jumping notes are the episodes in our childhood life. I like green, transparent green always makes me relaxed and happy; I like white, pure white reminds me of those childish and lovely faces; I like red. Red always brings me a little warmth ... It is precisely because there are so many colors that our life will always be a bright spring! I like to check the old works one by one. If I see any shortcomings, I can't help being happy-I'm making progress! I won't stop! This is my happiest thing, I like progress! I like to come to the stream at dusk. When there was no one around, I quietly put my feet into the water-the stream that was unusually gorgeous by the sunset, the fine sand flowing between my toes, and some white petals floated away with the waves and soon became disillusioned-only to find that they were not real white petals, but just waves stirred by some stones.

Sit, sit, as if a warm trickle is flowing between heaven and earth. Looking down thoughtfully, the rosy clouds over the stream are dazzling, and I feel my feet immersed in a pot of flower juice! I like it very much, with a little reverence. This is the sea.

The vastness and remoteness break my heart. And that magnificent weather, that calm demeanor and that unpredictable depth have always been a silent challenge to mankind.

I like all the beautiful things in this world, and at the same time, I am grateful for life: I have left so many likes in this world. I like this world, like everything, like the joys and sorrows of this world. Like a day, looking forward to tomorrow, I like tomorrow.

In fact, like and love are only one step away (this.

Like is a kind of emotional love, a kind of emotional love, an intuitive love, a feeling of like, you can stop loving, like a person endlessly, love a person naturally, like a person calmly, sometimes hope to love a person with him, sometimes fear to like a person with him, and constantly argue with him about loving a person and paying for him. I hope he can find someone he loves at any time. I hope he can find someone he likes at any time. He always smiles for him and loves someone. He always cries for him. He is persistent in love. He deserves to be liked. Simple love is love. Complex love you, but not necessarily love you. You must like you very much. In fact, love and love are only one step away. However, if you want to take this step, it depends on whether you like or love it. I accidentally saw a sleepwalking doll in a magazine and suddenly fell in love with her.

So, with a very strong insistence, I shuttled through the noisy shops outside the school gate-long and repetitive. However, when I finally saw it in that bright shop, I suddenly just wanted to look at it like this, just looking at her there, with an angelic smile on my lips.

So I left without looking back. As far as I'm concerned, she only silently passes by the door at noon every day, just to see her smiling at me with her head held high on the bookshelf.

With my favorite, sporadic cunning and slight joy. They asked me, "Why do you always go to see it or not?" I shook my head and said, "I like it, but I don't want to buy it or have it."

6. Write a composition on the topic of "Someone secretly likes you" and secretly see you handsome on the basketball court. My heart is full of loss. You are still handsome, and the cool wind blows your hair in front of you. I dare not expect you to pay attention to my ugly duckling. I just want to look at you and your back like this I think I will be happy, but why did I hear that you have a girlfriend? I've been thinking that your girlfriend must be very beautiful and enviable. She must be sitting on your bike, smiling happily. You sing softly and turn around occasionally. Then she smiled and said; You little fool. She must hold your waist and coquetry. Sing it again, and I'll listen. Her voice must be so sweet that people can't help falling into it. I think only in this way can she deserve you. I am just an ugly duckling. I should bless you, but no one can forbid me to secretly like you like this. If one day I become a white swan, I will definitely say it openly. I used to like you, but now I am going to find my prince. Sincerely bless you.

7. Articles about expressing love for you Yesterday, I heard that today is the World Women's Confession Day, and my roommate said, "Go and confess to XX!" At that time, I just smiled and thought, "an old couple", what are you confessing! Think about it, when I met you, I really didn't show you anything, and you didn't seem to say, "Can you be my girlfriend?" I didn't answer yes | hmm.

"Somehow, I followed you all the way, and finally we came together.

To tell you the truth, I hated your bad habits at first, and I always looked depressed. At that time, I always quarreled with you, which always made us both very sad and painful. In particular, you have been putting up with my unkind words, and it pains me to see you cry sometimes. Maybe I should be proud of a boy crying for me! But then again, I am very happy with you. You always think of everything for me, always surprise me, always comfort me when I am most sad, always wait for me to eat, always buy me fruit, have a holiday and consider for me. You never call me often and never forget to send me messages. You always give me everything! Now that you are deeply rooted in your heart, I think how can I go on without you! XXX, listen, there is a girl named XXX who likes you and loves you very much. Can you feel it? In this life, I want to know you and live a long life.

When all the mountains are leveled, the sky and the earth merge, and only then will I leave you.

8. Say goodbye to the person you like and how to write the article. Actually, the most important thing is courage. You should strive for your happiness with courage. An article you have read can be used as your reference:

It is very happy to secretly love someone, but when you like her to a certain extent but dare not say a few words, you can only be happy in your heart all the time, but you can't mention it on the surface or in your life, and you can only make this beautiful memory take root in your heart forever! In fact, this is very painful, just like a sentence I saw the other day: it is very uncomfortable to love someone and be with someone who doesn't love you, but the most painful thing is that I have never had the courage to tell her. ...

Really, what is fate puts us under the same sky, but our feelings are like two unrelated parallel lines. Many things in life are like this, but there will never be a crossroads in front of us! Love is actually very common. Of course, if you think of it as sacred as possible when you secretly love it, you will cherish it more. However, don't think too much about how sacred it is when you confess, because it becomes a simple sentence: I love you! It's that simple! In high school, I fell in love with a girl in my class, but for some reason, I never had the courage to confess to her, even though I knew it was just a simple sentence. I think about her for countless days, miss her, and even dream about her at night. But a layer of paper can't be broken, or it's afraid of rejection, or for other reasons, and it's always in my heart to taste the taste of unrequited love! When I was about to graduate, that is, when the college entrance examination approached, I suddenly had an impulse to confess to her, so a few days before the college entrance examination, I wrote her a letter saying that I would study hard, do well in the exam and so on. When I saw her the next day, my heart was in my throat, but I pretended to be calm and looked at her smiling eyes. Somehow, I always feel which eyes are smiling at me. I feel very happy for the first time! However, I still haven't told her anything! I only gave her the most common encouragement! When I arrived at the university, I didn't know that she had entered a good school, so I asked my friend to give me her qq number. I never told her my name when I first chatted with her as a stranger. I always thought she was mine, and my heart was flying in the sky! I really had a good time these days! Until one day! Or go to the internet cafe! When we were talking excitedly, she suddenly said to me, "I always feel as if I know you!" " ""why? " "I always feel that your tone of voice is very similar to one of my former classmates?" "Do you have a good relationship with him?" "Yes, we are deskmates! I still miss him very much! He always plays jokes on me from time to time! " "So, he is your boyfriend? "I am looking forward to the answer!" I want to! But I think he may not like me! Because he never told me! ""What about you now? " "I already have a boyfriend, and it is also very good for me! But sometimes I still think of him! "The clear sky thundered and my eyes turned black. I really don't know what to talk to her about, except that there was nothing for a moment. Why? My heart is a mess! So that night I decided to say to her: In fact, I really really like you! In the evening, I took out my 20 1 calling card to get through to her, but it was puzzling again. Can I really call her? Doesn't she already have a boyfriend? Or if I'm a stranger, why did I suddenly call her? If I tell her, won't it be considered a lie? My heart is ambivalent. I don't know whether I should continue to call her, but I still heard "your mistake has exceeded the maximum limit" several times. . . ",call her. "Is it a static instrument?" "Yes, and you are?" "I don't remember which netizen you are? Which netizen is called ice rain! " "Your voice is so familiar? Only then did I feel that I had slipped my tongue, and I continued to lie to her! I regret it a little! " In fact, which ice rain am I? I am Wang Bing! I called today and have something to say to you! "I don't know where you got such a big determination!" I really like you. I dream of you every day Do you know that?/You know what? I chat with you as a stranger on the Internet just to have fun with you. In fact, I want to know your true opinion of me! I really like you! No, not like now, but love! "I said a lot, which side are listening quietly! I think this is the most stressful time for me, because she said that she actually has a boyfriend. I don't know what the ending will be, but I feel a lot easier. " In fact, I have been waiting for you for a long time! But I never saw you mention it to me. I thought you wouldn't like me! Because I have no characteristics! ""no, it's not. I just want to keep this feeling in mind. I know I will tell you one day, but I can only blame myself for not having the courage! My love for you is real! "She suddenly smiled, then called me a stranger chatting with her and asked me what I meant. I am speechless! " In fact, I already know which one is you, and you still want to lie to me. {It turns out that one of my classmates has already told her} I've been waiting for you to talk to me as a stranger! But you still didn't say, you are quite honest! "I also smiled! Yes! Anyway, this love was confirmed online! Maybe I can only thank the internet for letting me regain my old love and dreams! Friends, how do you feel after reading this article? Of course, I am lucky, but I met the right person at the right time, but will you meet the right person at the wrong time? Drag happiness in front of you, don't let it slip away! Because people have a lot to cherish! I wish all boys a good love! I also wish all the girls roses bloom all over the mountain!

9. The most powerful confession composition 600 words once wanted to spend my life with you in private, once wanted to fly with you, and once wanted to go to the ends of the earth with you!

And you, however, were forced to leave me by the cruel reality!

You, don't so have the heart to?

I, once again, open the long-lost memory and taste it slowly and alone, sweet and sour! I won't always ask myself, is happiness a moment's memory? Is it an object for people to take some time out of their busy schedules and steal time from their busy schedules? Or a flash in the pan? Or is it the gray trace left by a fleeting meteor? I don't understand!

I, decided to put you in a place you want _-The Peach Blossom Garden. Because I remember you once told me that the struggle of this world and this complicated world have made you very tired, and you need to have a rest!

Do you remember your promise to me? Say that no matter where I go, you will follow me like the wind, even in hot summer, I still feel cool; Like air, it is always by my side and never stops. Without you, I will suffocate. But can you tell me when you can come back to me?

You, don't so have the heart to?

I don't believe this is fate!

I know you! You don't like luxury, and you will never appear at a luxurious banquet; I know you! You keep a low profile, and in a harmonious family, even a simple meal, you are willing; I know you! You are fair. Don't wear colored glasses when choosing a destination.

You, knowing that I am so infatuated, will not refuse me to go out? Otherwise the snow outside will definitely make me stiff! I hope you don't abandon me.

I, know that I have reached the point of hopeless, because I have fallen in love with you deeply!

Your gentle eyes, like a dream, like a dream, love you deeply!

Although I know my chances are slim, I won't give you up easily because you are too important to me! I can't forget you!

Finally, I want to tell you a secret: I will cherish you forever! I just want to say something to you that I have been afraid to say: "I will wait for you-happiness". Come to me when you have enough rest. My door is always open for you.