Write five lyric poems

You leave quietly, step by step lonely figure, I want to accompany you and tell you how much I love you in my heart. Below I collected and sorted out Writing Lyric Prose for you. Welcome to read and learn from!

Write lyric prose 1

Parents' love is always present.

On one occasion, Teacher Mao said to us, "We will take Unit 3 tomorrow." Before everyone was sure, they sighed and shouted in unison: "Ah ~!" After school, I trudged home. I said to my mother in dismay, "Mom, there will be another exam tomorrow. I will take Unit 3." After hearing this, my mother seems to be more anxious than me. My mother said eagerly, "Then why don't you do your homework and review it as soon as you finish it." I have to say, "Oh, I see." But I always do my homework slowly, so I can't get up quickly. I do my homework very well. It was nine o'clock at night and my mind was in a coma. So I went to bed and fell asleep soon.

The next day, Teacher Mao said, "This class is an exam." It suddenly occurred to me that I quickly took out my Chinese book and scanned it. Just then, bang, the test paper was handed out and I began to do it. I found that there are several problems I can't do. I think I must have failed the exam. After school, I trudged home. My mother asked, "How many points did you get in the exam?" I said, "I don't know the result yet." "How much do you think you can score?" I said, "I don't know. I should have done well."

On the third day, the test paper was handed out. I looked at it, and it was over 70 points. My face suddenly turned red, like a cooked sweet potato. When I got home, my heart was pounding. When I got home, my mother asked, "What did you take?" I said hesitantly, "I got more than 70 points." Mother said angrily, "Alas! How can the exam be so bad, how can it be so bad? " Mother looked at my test paper and left with a sigh. At this time, my father also came, read my test paper and shouted angrily, "Why did you do so badly in the exam again?" At the same time, he also gave me some encouragement: "Meng Jiao, you have to refuel!" " "

I finally understand now that parents' love is great.

Writing lyric prose ii

"Friends have been together all their lives, and those days are gone. In short, all my life ... "This song, you will sing to me when I am sad, when I am lost, and when I am happy, you will sing to me, which makes me feel very warm all the time.

Remember the sports meeting six months ago? We both took part in the competition. Your event is the 50-meter and 100-meter dash. I remember you sprained your ankle and it hurt badly, but you held back the pain until the end of the game and you won the place. When I went to help you, you said you were all right, but I clearly saw you crying, so I could only comfort you with a few pale words. At that time, I thought: it's good to have such a strong friend as you!

After that, it was my turn to take part in the 200-meter race. You endure the pain and pretend as if nothing had happened. You stood by the runway and cheered for me. You look more nervous than me! Bang, the game has started. As I am a novice, I have no training and no experience, so when I tried my best to finish the race, I felt difficult to breathe and almost fell to the ground. You are the one who waited for me at the finish line in advance and helped me in time. You helped me to my seat and handed me water to drink ... Looking at your nervous appearance, my heart was filled with infinite warmth. At that time, I thought: it's good to have such a considerate friend as you!

In the afternoon sports meeting, I also have a 400-meter race. I remember on my way to school, you told me the skills and essentials of running. Sure enough, under your guidance, I won the first place. Half of this good result is due to you! Without your encouragement, where would you get good grades? Friend, it's good to have you!

Friend, I want to thank you deeply! My childhood was colorful and interesting because of you. Although our friendship is not as vigorous as Li Bai's and Wang Lun's "Peach Blossom Lake thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's"; Not as touching as Bao Haoran's "Send you home in spring and send you home again", but she no longer makes me lonely and warms my heart like sunshine!

Friend, it's good to have you!

Writing lyric prose 3

When the first smile in the morning appeared before my eyes, I knew that on this day, with you, my heart would be full of sunshine!

It was you who gave me the coat in the chilly spring wind. At that moment, I felt that the sun was shining and warmed my heart.

That's your little umbrella for me on a hot summer day. In a flash, I felt a cool breeze blowing from my eyes.

Fallen leaves bring autumn news. I don't know why, but the leaves fall to the ground, but they seem to be in my heart. Coupled with unsatisfactory results, borrowing leaves seems to be more worrying! You see through me, I am full of confidence!

Winter followed, and I leaned over my desk and looked at the book that I could never finish reading. I was extremely tired. Suddenly, someone knocked at the door. Then, you bring in a cup of milk tea. In an instant, a warm current filled your heart. Your warmth, sweetness and warmth!

Four seasons cycle, sixteen years is like one day, and love will never change! You taught me to face difficulties bravely. You said, "On the voyage of life, take risks and rest." Yes, I'm tired. Your arms are my warm harbor.

Mom, it's good to have you! Sad, with your company and guidance, the long night is accompanied by deep dreams. In my sleep, I dreamed that I was a child in the night of July and August, enjoying the cool on the balcony, snuggling in your arms, smiling and counting the dense stars in the sky, which was extremely comfortable and happy!

Mom, it's good to have you! I know that everything in the world may be fleeting, and only your love can last forever without being far-fetched. You lit up my heart, perfumed my soul and purified my soul with your love!

Mom, it's good to have you! I know that no matter how strong I am, no matter how erratic I am, I need warmth when I am cold, understanding when I am lonely, and rest when I am tired. ...

It's good to have you, because of you, I have a dear in my wandering life!

Writing lyric prose 4

The sunshine in early spring is always mild and not dazzling, just like your smile, so simple and warm, without any impurities.

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Dew drops in the morning slipped from the petals of winter jasmine. Winter jasmine washed by dew is a little playful in elegance and a little delicate in playfulness, just like you in memory.

I remember, this is your favorite flower, because you said it was the messenger of spring!

Hehe, your appearance appears in my memory again.

Short hair as soft as duck down, fair skin and bright chestnut eyes highlight your cuteness, just like a beautiful porcelain doll without any flaws, which makes people fondle it!

You are always sunny and happy in your memory. With a standard 45 smile, there are always cute dimples looming around the corners of your mouth. Lovely you will always sell cute tricks, like a baby who will never grow up.

Remember, the sixth grade formed-""that kind of pure friendship.

At that time, we were simple, kind and carefree. The four of us are like one person. We always stick together and we are everywhere in the school.

However, even the perfect porcelain will have cracks and flaws. Yes, our relationship is like that porcelain, and there will be cracks one day.

I still remember that day, I quarreled with Christine and Tan Xiao because of an unintentional joke.

That time, it was worse than any previous time. The three of us had a cold war all morning, which made you feel uncomfortable in the middle.

After class, you will comfort that person for a while and make that person laugh for a while. But not only did it not work, but we also pointed the finger at you.

You look wronged, don't talk, and your eyes are red. But you didn't complain about anything, just glanced at us awkwardly and returned to your seat in a daze.

To tell the truth, the three of us were very upset at that time, and it was very painful to see you. But it's all because of young self-esteem and pretending not to care.

In the afternoon, you invited us to the small garden on campus.

"Don't be so cold, okay?" You begged piteously, tugging at my arm and coquetry. I was silent, everyone was silent, only the rustling of leaves in the breeze.

"okay?" You continue to coquetry, blinking your beautiful eyes, pouting and sending out "poor light waves" at me. I looked at your pitiful appearance and my heart softened. I smiled helplessly and said, "All right, all right, I surrender!" " "I knew it was better for my sister!" She hugged me happily and danced to "attack" Tan Xiao. "Sun, good sun." She took Tan Xiao's arm affectionately.

I know Tan Xiao can't stand you like this. I vaguely saw Tan Xiao's mouth twitching a few times and said, "I'm impressed!" The way it looks.

You wink pitifully and look at Fanfan. That innocent look makes people fondle admiringly.

"No, don't stare at me. I lost to you. " People who surrender.

"Yes!" Your eyes are bent into a crescent moon, your hand is compared to a gesture of victory, and the smile on your mouth is as bright as a blooming winter jasmine.

"Forget it, you ate all three of us." I said helplessly, but the radian of the corner of my mouth was obvious. Christine and Tan Xiao nodded in agreement.

You stick out your tongue wittily and raise a lovely smile.

Our laughter spread to every corner of the campus.

The wind in early spring is so gentle. I looked at the blooming winter jasmine as if I saw your smiling face again. Yours.

A clear heart always warms us.

Although, now we are not in the same school.

However, distance cannot open the hand of missing, and time cannot dilute the wine of friendship. I hope that time is not old, we will not be separated, and our friendship will last forever. I will remember that sincere friendship.

Writing lyric prose 5

"The night breeze blows gently in Penghu Bay, and white waves chase the beach,,,,," Whenever I hear this song written by my grandmother when she was a child, the Penghu Bay inside seems to give me the feeling that my grandmother is around.

Of course, we live in Penghu Bay, which is naturally inland and has no seaside. Perhaps because this song is still deeply rooted in people's hearts, where grandma is, it will become a beautiful Penghu Bay.

Maybe I am too familiar with my grandmother to accurately describe her appearance, but deep wrinkles, gray hair and unique grandmother's voice are the deepest impressions in my heart. When I was a child, I went to see my grandmother every Sunday because my parents lived alone. Grandma seemed to be still at work at that time. My grandmother's impression in my mind is rather vague. The only thing I can recall is the scene where my grandmother was cooking and chatting with my mother and aunt. At that time, in Penghu Bay, the kitchen was surrounded by words and excitement.

Later, when I was older and my grandmother retired, my family moved to my uncle's house. What hasn't changed is going to see my grandmother with my mother every Sunday. Grandma at this time should be more real than before. The food, clothing, housing and meals of my grandfather and uncle have always belonged to my grandmother. Even other children's housework, grandma can help. The only entertainment that belongs to her is playing small mahjong with several old ladies and sisters upstairs and downstairs every afternoon. In any case, grandma always participates in and assists her mother's family events and small things in an appropriate capacity.

Many things with my grandmother are as clear and real as I went to my grandmother's house yesterday. I remember when I went downstairs to grandma's house, grandma was talking to her neighbors downstairs and was busy with something. Seeing us coming, without saying anything, he put down his work and stopped talking, called us into the house and hurried to the vegetable market. It's always a short time before I hear the excitement outside my grandmother's house again. This scene seems to be a copy of the vague impression before. The difference is that the place has changed and the life in the hands of the lively grandmother is different. I used to cook dishes that everyone liked, but now I only see grandma picking vines one by one, and each one only picks the best and most tender piece. Speaking of rattan, it was my favorite when I was a child, but it was delicious in rich food. Obviously, grandma cares about this, and because I like rattan vegetables, I am often used as a joke for adults to chat. Maybe I saw that rattan vegetables were too cheap, and my grandmother always gave me a big piece of sausage. For this reason, my cousin who is often with her is a little jealous when she sees it. Every time I think about it, I can't help feeling excited. I realized that it was my Penghu Bay, a Penghu Bay that made her own grandchildren jealous, and a Penghu Bay that only belonged to me.

Later, grandma went to Chengdu to take care of her great-grandson. When we met again, grandma was much older, a little kicked out, and not as athletic as before. It wasn't long before my grandmother celebrated her eightieth birthday. On that day, relatives and friends, including desperate relatives and neighbors came to celebrate her birthday. At that time, my grandmother was in excellent spirits and was very happy to see everyone, but after all, she was eighty years old and was afraid of falling when she walked. Basically, I was around to help her, making her walk less tired and not afraid of falling. In this way, my trouble came. The grandchildren next to the birthday girl were talked about by relatives who rarely met, and they were often teased. At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I was basically unable to fight back at the jokes of my relatives. I can only look unhappy. Grandma saw the comfort:

"Social things are always like this. There are always many people who talk about this and that, but if you want to let go, you can talk about it together and be happy. Don't be angry if you can't get along. Turn around and ignore it. " After listening, I smiled helplessly. Grandma smiled at me. Just keep talking about the benefits of doing so. Until now, the expression on grandma's face that comforted me to speak has always been very kind and enjoyable in my cochlea and mind. I even want to stay in that state all the time and don't want to come out. Just like staying in Penghu Bay in the song.

Since then, my grandmother's health has gone from bad to worse. One day, my mother told me in a hoarse voice that my grandmother had left. My mind was blank. Since then, no one has cooked rattan dishes for me except my mother. No one has comforted me how to live a happy life in interpersonal communication. There is nothing more enjoyable than Penghu Bay. Penghu Bay in my song is gone.

At that time, grandma was empty. Of course, time is the best placebo and healing medicine. Slowly, my grandmother gradually became a memory in my heart, a remote and close, nostalgic and happy Penghu Bay.