Eight essay examples on missing someone

Missing someone: Chapter 1 - It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by feel like they are dying. On another Qingming Festival, I came to her tomb, pulled out the weeds blocking the tombstone, and gently touched her name engraved on the tombstone with my hand. A crystal teardrop fell from my already moist eyes. Falling sadly. She? The person who has passed away long ago but whom I often miss? Grandma. ? Grandma is a very gentle person in front of me. In my memory, she has never lost her temper with my brother and me, let alone hit me. She got along well with her neighbors, and they were all saddened by her passing. I have been vague about my grandma’s appearance for a long time. Although I often dream about her, I can never face her face to face because it is a dream. It started to rain lightly, but I still stood in front of the tomb without looking back: Grandma , let’s look back at the past together! Do you still remember the path from home to kindergarten? Every time you go home from kindergarten, you have to walk back with me on your back. I always dance happily and you look at me and smile. You laughed too, this may be our happiest time! I remember clearly that once, it started to rain lightly, making the originally difficult path even more muddy. You carried me on your back and walked home staggeringly step by step with an umbrella. Suddenly, you slipped and I fell to the ground. You got up hard, helped me up, and wiped the rain off my face with your clothes, no, it was tears. You lowered your head and said to me: I'm sorry, grandma made you fall. I cried and shouted: Grandma, I'm fine, I'll help you go home. You gently said no, but I insisted on helping you, so you had no choice but to agree. At this moment, the scene freezes at this moment: a little boy less than one meter tall is supporting an old man and walking in the rain with an umbrella. ? When we were in preschool, our beautiful life was cast a shadow? You have lung cancer. I was naive and didn’t know anything at the time. I only heard from my mother that it was an incurable disease. I once asked you when you were lying in the hospital bed what would happen if you got an incurable disease. You just told me easily that you would go to a beautiful place called "Heaven". I cried and asked you not to go. You said, I am there. It will be better. Do you hope grandma will be happy? I held back tears and nodded. After that, you had to leave me and go to the so-called "heaven". Only when I grew up did I realize that you told me a beautiful lie and deceived my weak heart. Well, grandma, just say this! If you tell them all, it will take three days and three nights to tell you. . ? The rain is getting heavy, interrupting my train of thought. I will come to my senses, and the tombstone is still in front of me, but grandma will never come back, and my pain is irreparable. I knelt down and kowtowed three times solemnly. The rain continued to fall, and I gently said to the tombstone: I will come again next year. (? Missing someone: Chapter 2? Sometimes, are we too willful? You go further and further away, and finally you can’t even go away. When I miss you, every vow you make is with me. My ears echoed, I said, if there is a next life, we will not be ambiguous in words, maybe we are two unrelated paths, I know you will not be sad or sad for me, but I will only cry for you, then That nostalgia, that reluctance, I will write them in every inch of my heart, even if this year is the end of the world, even if this world is so small, my dear, we broke up on November 23, 2011, and you didn’t even look up on the day we broke up. I'm going back. Finally, do I want to ask you, have you ever cared about me from beginning to end? I know that I was too willful. I'm sorry. Is it too late for me to say these things? Still remember. Well, it was a rainy day when we first met. There was a wound on my body. It was so deep that even if I covered it with a cloth, I thought it didn’t exist. The wound was hidden in the deepest part, and no one knew me. , you said, we have been together for so long, but I still don’t understand you.

I know, I don’t understand, but you hide everything mentally, how can I know? Remember that boy, I love you very much, ? Let me tell you, I have grown up now, and I am no longer the child I used to be. , and please don’t let me Q, I don’t need it. Since you chose to leave in the first place, then be more thorough. I tell you, I am fine now, so please don’t look at my jokes. I'm good, better than you, ? Should I thank you, it's you who let me understand all this, it's you who let me understand, how hypocritical this world is, I'm so fucking cheap, I'm Not a fool, as they say, human being. You always have to grow through blows, so I don't care about the rumors. I'm fucking fine. Don't come here for my jokes, I'm really good. ? Missing someone: Chapter 3? The night cannot stop the intoxicating tenderness. The rain in April is always so lingering and sentimental. The sound of raindrops breaks the tranquility of the night, entwining the heaven and earth. At the same time, a trace of melancholy could not help but arise in my heart. When I opened the window, there was a slight breeze blowing by, and suddenly I felt a bit cool. Holding a cup of tea in my hand, I sat in front of the window. My thoughts began to spread from that moment, bit by bit, until my thoughts were submerged, and I felt the long-lost mood. Concerned, longing for, looking forward to, longing for, entangled, indifferent? The complex emotions cannot cover my eyes at this time, because there is an amber teardrop about to roll down? Will you feel distressed? ?I think you will. ? Looking at the lights on in various buildings outside, some are dazzling and bright, and some have almost only a faint light. I don’t know which room with these lights on you are in. Soon, which one will turn on? It will be mine. Is it possible that we have the same lights and can never overlap? Is it possible that we have different itineraries? One day, we were surprised to find that the bright windows in front and behind were you and me. Beautiful dreams cannot hide the happiness on her face, and there is a faint smile on it that seems to be blooming. ?Will you be happy? I think you will. ? Neon lights embellish the darkness of the night, and the colors of neon decorate each of the magnificent dreams. Such an intoxicating and romantic night requires no words or actions, as long as each other understands the roaring voice in the heart. ? Now, there is me in you, and you in me. Our secrets are wandering in the spiritual world of harmony, and the mood no longer feels so depressed. ? Will you be intoxicated? I think you will. ? The gentle breeze blows, and I seem to feel the full friendship between you and me. Are you okay? I ask Feng'er to send my blessings to you, with deep thoughts and long wishes. With my concern and deep attachment, in this drizzle night, can you feel my missing? The spring rain spans the world of mortals, conveying the poems of a thousand-mile-long Chanjuan. ?Will you be happy? I think you will. ? In the quiet night, it is easy for a person to miss. Little bits and pieces of the past come to mind and linger for a long time. It turns out that even if time passes, this romantic relationship cannot be forgotten in the heart. Let the thoughts spread, release the tenderness in your heart, and perform the tenderness to your heart's content. of attachment. Drops of light rain fall on the baffle of the anti-theft net, causing small splashes of water. Do you know? That is the beautiful wish I send to you. Gaze at it with your heart, okay? It will bring you a beautiful and warm one. night. ? Will you be moved? I think you will be. ? The wandering thoughts in my heart are getting softer and softer. A person is so tender and missing. When the wind blows, it is so warm. Wherever the wind passes, there is a unique breath in the dark night, so... Ambiguity and lingering, on a night like this, shouldn't we just miss her like this? But we should calm down and keep this beauty in our hearts. Maybe there will be another kind of love that continues in our hearts. ? Will you be disappointed? I think you won't, because you understand me.

? The night is fading, I wonder if you are also missing, looking forward to, entangled, and sad at this time? Just like me, there are calls in your heart and tears on your face, you know? It's not because Sad, but because I think too much, the longing in my heart always hits the depths of my heart, causing wounds that cannot be seen everywhere, but feel very painful. ? Have you cried? I don’t think you will, because I hope you are happy! ? Missing someone: Chapter 4? Time flies by like a rocket, and before I know it, I am already an out-and-out I am now a middle school student. Looking back on my elementary school days, I have really grown up a lot. Jean Bill, the moment she entered middle school, she was also happy for us. ?A pair of bright eyes, a head of yellow hair, a serious face, and a eloquent mouth? always come to my mind. I will never forget her? Teacher Liang. ? Every quiet night, I always quietly recall the past, recalling every spring, summer, autumn and winter I spent with Teacher Liang. Teacher Liang is extraordinarily beautiful, and she looks elegant, gentle and elegant when she walks. Her voice is also very nice, loud and soft. It is like music that is always reverberating in my ears. ? I miss Teacher Liang and her smile. Her smile is always so memorable and unforgettable. Teacher Liang’s smile is like magic, giving us motivation to move forward every moment. The students said; this is the power of smile. I think Teacher Liang’s smile has already verified this sentence. When we are discouraged, she will use her most beautiful smile to encourage us and let us not lose confidence in ourselves because of a temporary failure. At the moment when we succeed, he will also cheer with us with her kindest smile, allowing us to continue to move forward on the road to life. ? I miss Teacher Liang and her talking eyes. Teacher Liang's eyes are always so magical, so hot and so fascinating. Once, Teacher Liang was lecturing on camera with gusto, and he was drooling three thousand feet away, but I was deserting below. At this time, Teacher Liang’s eyes stared at me fiercely, and I felt guilty and scared. . It was a very serious look. It seemed to be telling me: Don't think that you will be complacent if you get good grades in the exam. If you don't work hard, will you always be successful? In desperation, I had no choice but to lower my head and listen to the class carefully. Another time, it was the school sports meeting. I participated in the women's 800-meter race, but fell down halfway. When I was feeling sad and desperate, her eyes were looking at me. I knew it was her. Is it her? My most beloved teacher Liang. In her eyes, I saw the hope of success and the light she lit with love. It was a road I could never finish. I stood up strong and ran the entire race hard. I saw a satisfied smile on her face... I miss Teacher Liang and her every move. Her every move always makes me feel so familiar and warm. I can’t forget every day and night I spent with her, I can’t forget her tireless efforts to help us correct our homework, and I can’t forget her years of education. I will never forget her magical and talking eyes. I will never forget anything about her, I definitely won't. ? Teacher Liang is just an ordinary teacher. She is just a good example among millions of teachers. However, in my mind, she is not an ordinary teacher, she is the best and greatest teacher in the world. Even if she is ordinary, that is. How should I repay Teacher Liang's kindness in educating me? All I can do is study better and more seriously, and come back with excellent results to repay her kindness in educating me. This is what I can do, and I will definitely do it. of. ? The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, the jackdaws are frightened again, when will we miss each other, am I embarrassed at this night? Teacher Liang, how much longing is condensed in my heart at this moment! Spring is gone Autumn is coming, the ground is covered with red, but the flowers in my heart never fade. Teacher Liang, you are the flower that blooms in my memory and never fades.

No matter where you are, no matter how far apart we are, you will always be in my heart, forever, because, except you, no one is the comfort dream in my heart!

Missing someone: Chapter 5? I once thought that in this life, separation and separation are common things, and no one will never see them again. However, in the past few years as I matured, through the people and things I experienced, I gradually discovered the shallowness and ignorance I had in the past. ? Missing, what does it mean, I don’t understand, because this is the lowest meaning. What does missing mean? It’s the sum of the above and the heart below, and the heart is in contact. Appearance and heart, the appearance in the heart is the thought. The word "mind" is even more profound. One thought is eternity, one thought is good, one thought is evil, and one thought is thinking. ? In this way, it means missing me. However, why should there be such a thing? Sometimes it is really painful. Thinking about something but not seeing it is worse than not thinking about it, but the more you think about it, the more you think about it. ? I miss my dad very much. He often works outside and is very busy. It takes a long time to come home. Every time I go home, I get various surprises. But every time we say goodbye, there is a feeling of "reluctance". I really miss my dad. Every time I talk to my dad on the phone, although I am very happy, I actually feel a little disappointed because I can’t see him. They say that my father is my daughter’s lover in her previous life. This sentence is really true. , sometimes, because I miss him too much, and my father comes back and stands in front of me, I still feel that he is not real, and I have to hug him to know that he is real. ? I have a friend. He said that missing someone is empty and is just a perverted desire in the heart. Missing, thinking about one thing, one person, or one thing is beyond your control. This can be regarded as an emotion, right? ? I don’t know how many people I have passed by, but I don’t miss or remember anyone so much. In fact, a person's "idea" can be very big. For example, a friend, a friend of a friend, a friend of a friend of a friend? Maybe whoever you pass by is a person who has a relationship with you, but you won't care about it because you miss it. ? Missing is also a kind of concern. It is precisely because of this concern that we feel more carefree but bound. ?If you don’t miss someone, you will have no worries or cares. ? ? Missing is a wonderful existence, and I will always miss the sweet days with my father. ?