Pay attention to five excellent 800-word compositions

Spring is so delicate and touching; Summer is a refreshing and caring season. The following are five excellent compositions about caring about 800 words.

Pay attention to 800 words 1

When you walk into life, you walk into care, which is beautiful and painful.

Care is a beautiful and moving flower in spring; Concern is the cool breeze in summer; Care is the fruit of autumn garden; Concern is the snowflake flying quietly in the winter night.

Care is a symbol of life, and care is a miracle of the soul. With your heart, there will be joys and sorrows of life, and there will be colorful years without regrets. Care is a cup of nectar that grows more fragrant with time. Concern is a colorful auspicious cloud, intoxicated with the hearts of two people, and opened two flowers with mutual affinity. Concern is the most precious emotion between people. Caring is generous and selfless dedication, deep blessing and silent prayer. It is not close to utility and does not contain falsehood. Concern is a kind of emotional interweaving. Caring is a kind of spiritual maintenance; Caring is a strong yearning.

Concern is the sadness that falls on the pillow of tears every night; Concern is that I throw away my food sticks and cups, and I can't eat or drink stupidly; Worry is a sleepless stay outside the window; Concern is the delusion of depicting thinness in rhombic mirror; Worry is a fool who looks through autumn waters and doesn't want to return; I am worried about the stupidity of gradually widening my belt without regret.

Caring for a person will remind you of the warmth when you used to get along; Think about the joy of walking arm in arm with you and singing together; Think of his careful company when you are lonely; He patiently enlightened when he thought of pain; Think of his warm words when frustrated; He felt deeply guilty at the thought of quarreling; Think of his panic when he cried; Think of his tolerance when he is willful; Think of his humorous jokes when he is upset; Think of his laughter when he was naughty.

If you care about someone, you will take pleasure in happiness and worry, and you will breed many inexplicable melancholy from your heart. You will miss his food, clothing, housing and transportation; You will pay attention to his joys and sorrows; You will care about his smile; You will care about his every move. You will worry about not hearing from him; You will be uneasy because you can't be with him for a long time; You will be restless for that long lovesickness; You will feel sad because of the sadness of leaving.

A concern balances the weightlessness of the emotional balance, and a concern fills the emptiness in the deep heart. The longer we break up, the farther away we are, and the heavier we are concerned about. With that concern, there will be a comforting spiritual companion on the lonely journey, and with others' concern for you, there will be more happy satisfaction and beautiful scenery in the ordinary years. An ordinary day, or an extremely dull experience, can make you feel infinite. Deep concern, like a long vine, extends in the journey of life.

Quietly cut off a thread of love and let it fly in the rustling autumn wind, dragging a trace of concern into the boundless night sky silently; Gently open your heart, recall a past event, miss a face, and worry that this night is so painful and beautiful.

Pay attention to 800 words 2

In my impression, my father never gave me a parent-teacher meeting, never asked me about my study, and always fell down on the sofa watching TV or playing computer at my computer desk as soon as I got home. So those trivial things of life naturally fell on my mother. Actually, my impression of my father is not very good. One reason is that my father remarried, and the other is that I think my father is extremely irresponsible. Since my parents divorced, I have been very cold and often don't laugh. Naturally, family ties will fade. After a long time, of course, there is no more affection.

A few years after I moved to Shiyan, I had a mobile phone of my own. Although my father calls me twice a week (my father works in Yunxian County), it is nothing more than asking me to listen to my teacher and mother, and not to make my mother angry. If these are repeated n times and are boring, they often die within one minute.

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Father's Day is coming. One day, my classmates told me, "I sent a short message to my dad,' Father's Day is coming, Dad, I miss you'. I was so happy that I bought a lot of fashionable clothes!" I just gave a wry smile after listening. I think she's a little crazy to say these things, Don. At night, when I was looking through my mobile phone, I suddenly found that my father sent me a short message "I miss you, too, thank you!" " "I was wondering when I found a fake smile on my face and said," Hee hee, I sent a message to your father with your mobile phone,' Happy Father's Day! I want you to add some affection between father and daughter! Good communication is not a bad thing! "I was shocked.

After a while, the phone rang. This is dad's. As soon as I got through, I heard my father shouting excitedly, "When did you miss me?" ? Well, yes, I will care about my father when I grow up! "Although the words are humorous, I can still hear my father's uncontrollable excitement and happiness. I gave a wry smile and my heart twitched for no reason. It turns out that my father is also …

I dare not tell my father the truth, but I know that some love is needless to say, and it is still hidden deep. ...

The next day, my mother told me that my father said happily to my mother after receiving my short message: "My daughter said she missed me!" " "I still don't know how to tell my mother the story of missing my father. I just laughed at the side, even tears overflowed, and the cold crossed my face. ...

I am in Shiyan, and my father is in Yunxian. He cares about me. But I don't know.

Some love, even if it is far away from Qianshan, will still be stuck in my heart, but you don't know, you don't know …

Pay attention to 800 words 3

In everyone's heart, he (she) has been deeply buried. He or she is the object of our deep concern.

It is winter again, my girl. Does she know that spring is coming? I said to her silently in my heart, do you still remember our promise? Do you remember when you said that you liked to see people around you smile? Do you remember that I am here and I will never die?

Times have changed, but the wind is bitter. The returning birds gave a long cry at dusk and then broke the noise. Those stones in the corner have already been covered with this layer of dust and lost their strange luster. I remember we walked on the stone dam together, and your fingertips touched the knee-high dog tail grass, giving off colorful light; I followed you, stubbornly picking up pebbles left by the roadside and humming inexplicable songs; Your innocent sister is clamoring for you to weave a ring for her with dog tail grass, put it on her head like fun, and take us on a delicate wood pulp boat.

Follow the current, watch the faint grass swaying at the bottom of the boat, and listen to you tell us one legend after another.

I thought we would live happily together, but the reality is always so cruel. When your mother was about to give birth to your brother that night, I went to the hospital to meet your sister as usual, but I didn't find your smile. I have a sense of loss-even though there is a smile on my lips. I asked you where you were going, but it was a bolt from the blue: dead and gone. When your sister told me, she also had that shy smile on her lips. I thought, what kind of smile is this?

After that, there is no doubt that only the so-called silence remains.

Do you remember? Don't you remember? Have you forgotten our promise? I said, when you're ready, I'll take you to a fun place and have enough fun, and then I'll teach you to draw. You also said you would cooperate with the doctor. We know that your family is not very good. I lent you money to see a doctor in a big hospital, and your classmates donated money to you ... You see, people around you love you very much! Do you have the heart to leave like this? Or there's nothing you can do.

The rain has gradually stopped. Where are you? Who is humming and who is happy? The rain was taken away. Where are you? There is only bitterness in the wind.

The drizzle blurred the vision and moistened Zhu Yan. Every hazy dream turned into a gust of wind in an instant.

You are tired, and the world is blurred. You just left, quietly. Never mind, relax and have a long dream.

And in the near future, when the moonlight in my hometown shines on pear flowers; With the cool light rain, I will still be deeply concerned about you.

Pay attention to 800 words 4

When I was in primary school, I had many good friends, some were moody two-faced, some were good brothers who shared the pain for their friends, and some were good friends who said nothing.

I have a good friend of ten years old. He has a good temper and a good temper. He always keeps his promise and never says anything that others don't want or like. He always prefers to suffer for himself rather than for his friends.

After class, we like to fight, because we play well, so we always like to fight together. Once we were playing in the corner, we were playing a blind man fishing, he was hanging out with a blind man, and we were fish. I hit him hard in one of the evasions on purpose. He didn't watch out and I was knocked down by the defendant at once. I quickly pulled him up and saw that his hands were black and blue and bloody, but he said, "Nothing, it will be fine in a few days. Let's continue to play. " And then again,

Not only that, but also he is very concerned about his classmates. Once I had a fight with a naughty boy in my class. The naughty boy punched out my front teeth because of his strong height. When he saw that my tooth had fallen out, he quickly pulled me away from the naughty boy and reported it to the teacher. After the teacher called the naughty boy to the office, he asked me to open my mouth and look at my teeth and said, "Never mind, it's a deciduous tooth." Then he poured me some water in the cup, told me to rinse my mouth and clean up the blood in my mouth, and then told me a joke, which made me laugh.

He is also very broad-minded. Once it was popular to raise test-tube plants in our school, and we both planted one. When our plants germinate, it is in the peak period of plant growth, and we agreed to see who grows taller. The next day, when I was looking at his plants, I was accidentally hit by a classmate. His test tube fell to the ground and broke with a bang. He took out the seedlings in the test tube and said "no". In this way, the test tube plant became a flowerpot plant!

Since middle school, although we are in the same school, we are not in the same class, and the chances of meeting each other are getting less and less. Although I have a new friend, he is still engraved in my heart. I often think of him in my life. Although we are not in the same class, we are still good friends. However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.

Pay attention to 800 words 5

There is a kind of parting, unforgettable; There is a yearning, lingering in the dream.

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I don't know when I began to like the blue sky. Looking up at the blue sky, I often think that the beautiful paradise in people's hearts should be above the white clouds! Although it seems out of reach, I always feel that it is in front of me, because there is a bridge between us that will never collapse, and that is my yearning for my grandmother.

Influenced by my mother when I was a child, I didn't believe there would be a soul in this world, but when I grew up, I was infected by my grandmother's faith, and another virtual world appeared in my heart. Therefore, the existence of the soul was extremely vague to me at that time.

I really hope that the soul exists after grandma left me.

The blooming chrysanthemum and I are accompanied by grandma's smiling body, and the past events reappear one by one. As a result, hot tears began to fall on grandma's portrait one by one. The air in the dark was terrible, just like the still blood in grandma's body. Deep sobs echoed in the warm memories of the past, which seemed out of place.

I am tired of meditation, but I am not sleepy. At night, as if stirred by an invisible hand, a chrysanthemum that has not yet fully opened trembled. Shake off the delicate petals, only for an instant, and return to rest. The pink petals lie on the edge of the frame, but there is a trace of strength in the weakness that I don't know where it came from. I felt warm in my heart. Grandma, is that you? Have you ever seen chrysanthemums like you? Ah, the original character can also be planted! I stroked the chrysanthemum gently, hoping it would give me more explanations. Loneliness hangs over Huang Ju, and it's gloomy. I'm the only one who feels depressed.

I came to grandma's coffin, which was not closed yet. I couldn't take my eyes off the familiar face. I am afraid that I will forget her, my favorite relative. I will hide my grandmother's face in my heart and never forget it! Is this pale face grandma? I touched her eyes and added a lot of lines here, and the lines recording the years were lengthened. Like an old tree, every branch, every branch is enough to pick the softest corner in my heart in this quiet night.

Now, all that remains is that long-term concern and endless thoughts. Inner worries are painted into incomplete pictures and pieced together into fragments of memory, such as the constantly released movie version. However, all I have, all I can have, is probably only these memories.

My heart has become a secret room, dry and suffocating, and I am overwhelmed by the heavy thoughts of my grandmother.

I know the sunshine and rain have been wandering outside my heart, but all I can do is miss my grandmother, and I can't hold anything else.