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Write a composition about friends on the topic of "the distance between hearts".

The distance of the soul

The distance between heart and heart is the farthest distance in the world and the closest distance in the world.

No matter how close two strangers are, their hearts are on the other side of the sea, so it is impossible to touch them. Two people who love each other, no matter how far apart, their hearts are connected and cannot be separated.

The distance between hearts is the easiest to close, but it is also the most difficult to eliminate.

Once two people have a * * * sound for something, or once the eyes collide with sparks, the distance between the two hearts will be pulled very close; But the * * * song only existed at that time, and the spark disappeared instantly. If there is no rainbow after the rain that two people expect, the heart that has approached will return to the original starting point.

The distance between heart and heart is the most difficult way. Build a bridge between two hearts, just like a magpie bridge in the Milky Way. Walking from one end of the bridge to the other will experience all kinds of hardships in Ganxin.

The distance between hearts needs to be completed with careful language, crossed with love and shortened with meticulous care.

The two people who really love each other, with two sincere hearts, have experienced the torture of ice and fire, the test of strong winds and heavy rains, and never give up, gradually narrowing the distance between them until they break through all the defense lines and meet together.

Two intersecting hearts are beautiful. It is a pure white jade without any impurities; It is a hard diamond, tenacious and unbreakable; It is a rose that will never fade, and it will always be gorgeous and colorful.

Two intersecting hearts are happy. Such as the sweetness of honey, the coolness of dew, the pengpai of the sea and the gentleness of the beach.

Love, it is necessary to pour out all the distance between it and the heart; Love means the desperate pursuit of beauty and happiness. Love is a gift from heaven, so don't ignore it. Love needs the touch of the soul and the blending of feelings.

The distance of the soul

Today, on this cool autumn morning, I saw a theory about "one meter distance, two meters distance, three meters distance"-"one meter distance" for those who love it; "Two meters away" is a person who is at arm's length from colleagues and customers. And the "three meters distance" is for strangers.

I can't help thinking when I'm hiding. Yes, the most difficult thing to grasp in this world is the distance between people. Too close makes people feel embarrassed, and too far makes people feel alienated.

After many years away from home, I finally returned to my hometown last winter.

In fact, in my stubborn and rebellious youth, I was once far away from my parents' hearts. At that time, I was against my parents everywhere and didn't make them angry.

In cold weather, there is no heating at home, and the door is always open, so it is the same inside and outside. In the evening, I huddled in a bed with my mother, soaked my feet in hot water early, and lay in the warm quilt that my mother had basked in during the day, chatting one by one. Mom was tired all day, so I wanted her to go to bed early, so I stopped talking and pretended to be asleep. Turn your mobile phone to silent mode, send text messages to your old classmates, and you can chat one by one. It seems that yesterday I was a child carrying a schoolbag to school. I held out my finger and calculated it. Fifteen years have passed in a flash. The old classmate said enviously that sleeping next to his mother is the happiest child in the world.

I'm leaving. Father is not good at words, and he is not good at showing his feelings to his children. I just walk over and over again from time to time, watching my mother pack things. Squatting down for a cigarette, I didn't speak. I went out and strolled back later. My mother asked my father what happened. Father didn't say anything, but he was not at ease. Spring Festival travel rush is about to start. I wonder if I can buy a train ticket. I said don't worry, our classmates have booked me a lower berth online. Father said to call home on the train and then call home in Beijing in the morning. I said yes, I'll call when I get there.

Just a few days after the reunion, my mother made breakfast and prepared lunch. She just washed the pots and pans and lit the fire. She is in a hurry but happy. In fact, my parents have long forgiven my willfulness, and our hearts are very close.

Going out for dinner with my husband in the evening, my husband drank a little too much and talked too much. Speaking of all kinds of setbacks he experienced when he came to Beijing with a backpack from the field army. I couldn't help wetting my eyes, which I never knew, because when I came, he had taken care of everything. At that moment, I was close to his heart again. Pick up the boiling water in front of you. Come on, let me propose a toast to you. My husband gulped it down and we smiled at each other. Everything is in silence. After so many years of marriage, there is a little friction from time to time. The day before yesterday, I was jumping around to lose my temper with him. Let bygones be bygones at this moment.

I have always separated my work from my personal feelings and kept my distance from my colleagues. You can laugh and even fight with them, but you never want to talk too much about your private life. No measurement is needed at all. The distance between them must be two meters.

At breakfast at work, the girl sitting closest to me is a new girl in our department. A colleague casually asked her if she was looking for someone, and she simply said that she was divorced. I looked up in surprise when I was eating porridge. Are you kidding? Really? Don't scare people. She's serious. The child is two years old. There is not a word that she said that her ex-husband had someone outside, and she had been crying for food for more than a year, and her heart was so tired.

When I got back, I quietly told her not to mention it again. The past is the past. On the third day, she asked for leave to go through the divorce procedure. I mentioned it again, but I will help her quietly when necessary. Only the two of us know this thoughtfulness

For strangers, sometimes the distance between hearts is far less than three meters.

When I take the bus in the morning, I often just walk to the bus stop. Behind him came the sound of bamboo poles knocking on the ground. A blind uncle came slowly. I talked with him for a long time when I was in the Eighth National Congress. I talked about how he went to a blind school when he was a child, how he learned to press the blind plate, and how he learned the accordion without a teacher. I usually go to the Disabled Persons' Federation to read books, and I sing and play the piano at the 15th to 8th National Congress. To put it bluntly, it is begging, and whoever wants to give some money will give it. He said that the best hope is that the city management will stop driving him away and let him play the piano quietly.

I like to climb mountains when I'm free on weekends. I have listened to his piano several times, and there is a calmness in his songs after the storm. I don't usually say hello to him. I stood silently not far from him, helped him find a seat after getting on the bus, and prepared to help him at the corner.

At that time, he always kept silent and smiled. He should know that I'm not far from him.

Once I went to Guomao by subway. In the empty corridor, a boy is playing guitar and singing. The hat is pressed very low, and there are some small bills in the paper box in front of me. The clothes are old, but they are neat. I squatted down and gently put a hundred. Each of us, when we want others to respect compensation, don't forget to take care of our own dignity and feelings, even if it's for the best.

I slowly turned around and walked forward. "The cloud in my hometown floats across the horizon, calling me affectionately, come back, come back, wanderer ..." I couldn't control it any longer, and my tears kept falling. Once full of lofty sentiments, we came back with empty bags. We are lonely strangers, and our dreams and pursuits are thousands of miles away. Dignity is something that cannot be wasted in the human soul. You can't completely abandon your dignity just because you have no dignity in the eyes of others.

Don't keep people away, and don't get too close to please people. It is best to keep a proper spiritual distance between people. Originally, I like freedom and I like to measure the distance with my own heart, but for the person I love, I can always let him feel the best distance between us.

The distance of soul, the red line of emotion.

Jiangsu Zhu Qingping Zhu Qinghe

Read the following materials and write as required.

Spring has arrived, and the lawn in front of my house is full of red and green vitality. A middle-aged man who had just moved couldn't bear to trample on the lawn when he came home, so he took a detour. Unexpectedly, just upstairs, the old lady next door greeted me with a smile. Some words surprised middle-aged people: "I've been thinking all day and I'm a little worried." What kind of person is the new neighbor? " After a pause, the old lady added, "When you just bypassed that lawn, I began to get to know you and knew that I had nothing to worry about."

Life is often like this. Deliberate actions often can't shorten each other's distance, but an occasional detail and action will build a beautiful bridge between people. Please write an article of not less than 800 words on the topic of "the distance between the hearts". You can record experiences, write stories, make comments and express your feelings. The style is self-selected and the topic is self-drawn. The name of your school, as well as the real names of teachers, classmates and myself, must not appear in the article.

Writing skills:

"The straight line length between two points is the distance", and the intimate relationship between their thoughts and feelings is the distance between their hearts. The middle-aged man in the title "Introduction" takes care of the lawn, which shortens the distance between the neighbors and the old lady. It can be seen that there is indeed a spiritual distance between people. There are many reasons for this distance, which may be natural or social. The natural heart distance is easy to shorten or even be ignored. For example, modern communication equipment has turned the "big world" into a "global village", but the social distance is hard to say. "People feel out of reach when they are around, and people feel in their hearts when they are in the sky; You are far away, I look forward to it in every way, and I am tired of your existence; You and I bow our heads and don't look up, and we can't hold hands; You and I have never met, and our hearts will always be connected. " What can shorten the heart distance? Of course, it is mutual understanding, understanding, dissolution, reconciliation and dissolution between people!

"Please take' the distance of the soul' as the topic", but don't use it to make a fuss about the topic! "Writing an article of not less than 600 words" is the basic requirement for middle school graduates, and it is also the requirement for answering questions. "You can tell your experience and write a story" means that you can write it as a narrative. "Express your opinions and feelings" means that you can write it as an argumentative essay, lyric prose, or an article with narration and discussion. "Style selection" is an emphasis on the previous requirements. "The topic is self-made", which implies that you'd better not use the topic as the title, so as to avoid readers' aversion to the incompetence of the topic. "The name of your school, as well as the real names of faculty, classmates and myself, should not appear in the article." Don't cross this line, just do it.

Love and tears of flowers and plants

I am a grass, sucking the milk of my poor mother, walking slowly through my childhood, stepping out of my dreams and looking forward to hope. One day, I let go of the behavior of finding the true meaning of life through labor and walked into the network, telling the pain of my growth and the glory of the gully on my forehead in words. I watched those happy flowers and plants weave all kinds of joys and sorrows on the Internet, and watched them sing heartily while stirring the fuzzy flashing lights on the stage. Look at the dignity and quietness of those pale grasses, the tenacity and tenacity of strong grasses, and watch them put down the mask of hypocrisy in reality for a kind of gentleness and entanglement to tell the stamens of their lovesickness and disappointment. Look at those charming little flowers, which show the sadness and wonderful things in life in different ways.

Rotten.

One day, there was a lily. She came to me, asking me to stop her stupidity. She said there was a confused light on my head, and she wanted me to share it. I was dizzy by the warm wind, lost my way, and stretched out my roots to touch the perfect confusion of my dream life. I am infatuated, bathed in the transmission of my mind, wandering gently. I suddenly found the distance between flowers and grass, and found that the intersection was brilliant and short-lived. I'm scared. My heart is falling in the ice room. I struggled to climb and climb, hoping to get rid of my obsession. But I will always remember the fragrance of the past. I shouted at the sky, but all beings were desolate and white clouds were flowing. Only I am lonely, where I feel sorry for myself. Happy and unrestrained lily finally tired, tired to send out a faint fragrance. But her beautiful heart cares about the gentle flow of the past, fearing that leaving will make the grass sad, and always reluctantly cheer for the petals there. The grass with an empty heart is at a loss, thinking about where the other side of the soul is. The withered grass is always in the dream, watching quietly, giving people spiritual blessings and a little light absorbed in the sunshine. However, the difference between flowers and grass in their different attitudes towards life, the regret of time and space distance, the helplessness and sadness of youth no longer afflict grass's resilient thin arm from time to time, and the pain and depression make him painfully wander between the network and reality.

Network, you shorten the distance between time and space and soul, and you also stifle the passionate wandering of those ethnic groups who have carefully dreamed of pursuing a perfect life.

Comments: This article is a poetic prose. Describe the brief communication between "grass" and "flower" in "virtual space-time" (online) and real space-time, and the resulting soul "regret" and confused "tears" shed for it. Explain artistically that some "spiritual distances" should not be drawn closer. Shouldn't we get some enlightenment from some "grass" that is growing wildly and colorful "flowers" that are in bud?

The distance between heart and heart

People feel out of reach when they are around, and they feel in their hearts when they are in the sky. You are far away, I look forward to it in every way, and I am tired of your existence; You and I bow our heads and don't look up, and we can't hold hands; You and I have never met, and our hearts will always be connected.

This is a magical distance with a little bewitching, and this is a beautiful distance with a little charm.

Looking at flowers in the fog, looking at the moon on the roof, the grass is more fragrant, the moon is brighter, the horizon is not far away, and the distance produces beautiful feelings, temptations, imagination and endless expectations and pursuits; Fish in the water, bees in the bud, gently stick to your face and blend into your heart. Zero distance makes people harmonious, friendly and happy, makes people have sparks of love, makes hearts and minds have rain and dew, and produces wonderful feelings.

You see me from a distance, and I see you from a very close place. A thick wall makes people unable to get in, and a thin piece of paper keeps people apart all their lives, so far away, opposite the ravine, adjacent to the natural barrier; Meeting is often a beautiful error rate, and the distance is very short, which pulls life very far; A short distance pushes emotions long and far.

You live at the head of the Yangtze River and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. Here and there, the water is surging and the white clouds are long. Hands can't hold hands, but dreams are connected day by day; Eyes can't look at each other, but hearts are always intertwined. The mountain is very heavy, which hinders the continuation of thought; The waterway is thousands of miles away, and it is inseparable from hard training. Distance is a production line of missing and caring, which produces the most sincere and passionate love, hate, sorrow and joy in large quantities.

Distance is a piece of rubber. When stretched, feelings will have tight tension. Distance is a bow. When you pull it, your feelings will have impulsive desires. Distance is a spring. When it is stretched, the feelings will be closer. If people have turned a blind eye to flowers, then you don't have to bloom all year round. Flowers can bloom in winter and summer until they are well cultivated. If people have taken an umbrella to avoid flowers, then you don't have to come every day. You can survive the wind and rain, the frost and snow, and wait until winter. When love lacks a little affection, what you want may not be closeness, but alienation; When family ties are weak, you should be together, or you may not be together, but apart.

Zero distance brings intimacy and friction; Long-distance love is also unforgettable. Distance is an annoying ghost, and distance is also a provocative spirit; Distance is a demon that hurts feelings, and distance is also an angel that heals wounds. Let's go, there is no scenery in the familiar place, and there is a dream in the distance; Come on, I don't feel anything in a strange place. My hometown is a cabin.

From this shore to the other, it is the distance of the journey. We trudge tirelessly, feel the scenery, feel the life, and feel the ups and downs. From this time to that time, it is the distance of years. We run tirelessly, experiencing the past, the present and the joys and sorrows. From heart to heart is the distance between heart and heart. We are tireless in communication, savoring distress and life in communication, and having all kinds of joys and sorrows.

There is a distance that we are eager to reach, and that is the distance between love and love; There is a distance that we are eager to start, and that is the distance between dreams; There is a distance that we are eager to lengthen, and that is the distance between life and death; There is a distance that we are eager to shorten, and that is the distance between hearts.

Comments: This paper expounds the artistic appreciation principle of "distance produces beauty" with a group of literary images. That's exactly what happened. Some "spiritual distance" is not close, some don't need to be close, some don't need to pull, and some are zero distance; Some are not close, some have friction nearby, some are far away, just like "bosom friends", and some "strange strange bedfellows" are just passers-by. All beings are colorful. This is life, primitive and inseparable.

Pang wharf

Sun Xiaoli

Summer is by my side during military training, like traveling. The bag contains half a pack of snacks, chubby, and his eyes are curved when he smiles. What impressed people the most was that every morning she would mutter something to herself and repeat a sentence: "It's terrible to get up so early!" Look at her like a spoiled little princess. I don't like her very much in my heart On one occasion, the instructor asked who stood in Junzi and wiped the sweat. Xia pointed at me without thinking, and almost scared me out. At that time, I secretly decided that I would never spare this smiling little thing.

Unexpectedly, during the military training, I was sick and had a high fever, and my whole body was in pain like falling apart. I was lying alone in the dormitory. At this time, I wanted someone to watch me pour me a glass of water, but I gave up the idea when I heard the password on the playground. "Crash", the dormitory door was pushed open, and someone panted, "Yes, I'll have a rest halfway. I'll ... see you again. Do you want to have a drink? " Before I could answer, a cup of hot water was brought to my bed: "Here. I'm leaving and I'll call the roll right away. " To tell the truth, I was so touched that I didn't expect a careless person to be so careful. Because of this, I completely forgave her.

After living in the same room with Xia for a long time, I learned some "habits" of Xia. I like to sleep late, forget things, and pull a long face when I encounter difficulties. "My English practice is missing, please help me find it, please!" So, all the dormitory members went out, but the result was always ironic-the lost things were not on her pillow, on his bedside table, or even in her own hands. I suggested that Xia hang all the important things around her neck, and everyone would laugh, but she said, "You are the most important thing to me."

Xia is two months younger than me, but she is more mature than me in life. Xia studied hard and got excellent grades. She took it for granted that I was "unfair" in military training. This is a valuable personality! Because of this, everyone elected her monitor.

The night before the winter vacation, Xia suddenly climbed into my bed and said to me with a smile, "Sister, don't just play during the holiday, but also miss me!" " "I suddenly" choked up ",a warm current welled up in my mind, my eyes were moist and my vision blurred. ...

Comments: We often encounter such a situation in our lives. At first, we have no feelings for a person ("he" or "she"), but we must be vigilant, just like the old lady in the exam. Later, through contact, the distance between our hearts was shortened, and our feelings and understanding also changed. This paper shows this "change". The little author uses the method of wanting to promote and restraining first, and depicts a chubby female classmate through a few small things. She advocates justice, is helpful, is easy-going, studies hard and loves her classmates, shows the process and reason of shortening the distance between "I" and praises the deep affection of her classmates.