The junior high school composition of that year was 400 words.

The days we spent together were beautiful, like the brightest flowers in the dark, blooming quietly and warming my lonely heart. The days we walked together were pure, like the gentle afternoon wind, gently blowing through my smiling and sad face. The days we walked together were great, like a tree growing on the endless grass, growing silently and accompanying me through many spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Once, now only memories, memories of those childish childhood, playing together, playing house together, happiness is always too short, just like our youth. In the most innocent moment of life, we met together. Now we understand that the most beautiful encounter is not a scratching glance, a fleeting glance in the vast sea of people, an instant solidification of time and space, and even less the collision of a blushing deer, but a calm, just like a white stone falling into warm water, quietly passing through the water, slowly sinking into the bottom of the cup, naturally infiltrating, with a clear beauty. Our meeting may be like this, plain and real. Some memories are blurred, and I try my best to think about them, but I always forget them. That indelible ambiguity and indelible feelings are still there. Over the years, we have walked hand in hand. Childhood friendship, present friendship and future friendship.

I often think of the time when I was a child, looking up at the blue sky quietly with my cheeks, full of fantasy, and always wondering when I would grow up. But I grew up quietly in the process of expecting to grow up, and the memories I thought I would never forget were slowly forgotten in my nostalgia. Many people say that time is the culprit, sad time can't get out, and happy time can't get in. But I want to thank it, thank it for giving us a pure childhood, a present memory.

Childhood, adolescence, the future,,, we spend together at this most beautiful moment, and will we be separated from each other when we graduate from grade three? We are thinking, thinking about the future, are you there? Are you still silly to ask me what it is? What is this? I remember all your childish questions and all your stupid questions now. Will there be no such problems in the future? From the day when we were able to go to school by ourselves, we all walked together, together, and now it is the same. Every day is a day-by-day accumulation. The mountain of our friendship is so high that we can't reach the top.

Overlooking the bottom. We can't leave footprints, let's remember them in the most beautiful way. In the depths of my memory, there is your smile, which is a beautiful scenery in my life and I will never forget it.

The last second has passed, waiting for the arrival of the next second, today's separation and tomorrow's reunion. Sweet and sour 1 1 year, the days we walked together recorded our joys and sorrows, which was the purest and most beautiful truth between us. Time goes by, but the truth lasts forever!

The second article

Jutai

Thank you for accompanying me through the three years of junior high school. I hope it will be a good memory for us.

In a blink of an eye, three years of junior high school have passed. It seems that we just entered the campus yesterday.

Three years, we spent three years in this campus. Although the third grade is very tired and the teacher is very strict, we still spend every day happily. When we first entered this school, we were strangers to each other until the second day of junior high school. I really want to go back to the past, but that's just a wish that will never come true. However, although we are separated, our hearts are still together. Remember the funny things that happened when we were together? Remember the scene when we fought for class honor? Remember the look in our eyes when we broke up? I think I will never forget it, hehe, I really miss school lunch. We used to say it was terrible, but now we feel particularly nostalgic. Especially in the third grade, I think our relationship with the canteen was the deepest. Because we often go to the canteen to buy snacks together. I think this is perhaps the most unforgettable thing in our junior high school life. Some teachers have handed it in to us. Thank you for your cultivation and teaching. We will definitely remember them. Miss Guo, are you all right now? Is your voice as loud as before? We always thought you were strict, so we really didn't want to talk to you, but now that I think about it, you did it for our own good! Teacher Zhang, I'm sorry, I didn't listen to yours. Maybe it's a mathematical shadow. I really hate math. But, I know you are really attentive. We never forget what you said "quite good". Teacher Ma, you have always been my respected teacher, and we know that your teaching quality is very high. Do you know that?/You know what? It turns out that my foreign language is terrible, really! But because of you, I became interested in foreign languages. I hope your daughter is as good as you. And Mr. Cheng, although you are not serious in class at ordinary times, we are very happy to listen carefully. I really like your chemistry class. Dear teachers, one day, we will come to Kelihua Branch of No.13 Middle School again and visit you together.

Thank you for spending three happy years in junior high school with me.

1. Time flies, looking back, bits and pieces emerge. Family, friendship, thank them for walking with me.

The kindness of parents, like fire, will never go out. On a gloomy day, it was you who took me to climb Dongyue, and the street was bustling, and I realized that "as soon as I climbed to the top of the mountain, all the other mountains looked short in the sky." . Let me find myself and hope again. On the day of defeat, you gave me a picture scroll. Beautiful butterflies danced under the sun, and the fragrance of self-confidence filled my whole body again, helping me to repair my broken wings and let me fly confidently in the blue sky. The day before the exam, it was you, running around in the noisy market, indulging in daily recipes, which made me feel very comfortable before the exam. It's my family who accompanied me through difficulties and hardships. You gave me life and happiness all my life.

Pure friendship, like the bright moon, illuminates the night.

I have never forgotten that on the day of military training, you didn't dislike my clumsiness and incompetence. For me, on the days when others have a rest, practice with me, teach me to stand in the military posture and help me dry my tears. I can't succeed without your help. I have never forgotten those famous notes "I believe that wild lilies also have spring" and "If you lose one, you will get another", and I have never forgotten the laughter at the party. In my life, you are with me. May friendship last forever.

2. When turning over the book, a ginkgo leaf slipped quietly. I bent down to pick it up, stunned. This was given to me by my deskmate when I graduated, and it said "Take care of your friends" on the back. I don't remember if I wanted to cry at that time, but now there are tears on the yellow leaves.

Looking at this yellow ginkgo leaf, my deskmate's bright smile and generous words came into my eyes, and I remembered the deep friendship between us and the days we passed together.

On the eve of graduation from junior high school, he reluctantly sang a familiar song: "How to face the days we walked together, and now I am alone …" Brave, he left tears of parting. He slowly took a leaf out of his pocket and handed it to me. After a short silence, he said to me, "All good things must come to an end. After getting along, we will leave. The days we walked together, such as the sunset, were buried by the coming night. " He paused, and then said, "The days we spent together will be our beautiful memories, and the green ginkgo leaves will be our eternal memory …" He didn't go on, but told me to cherish our friendship and let us cherish each other. I tearfully sang:

"Friends have been together all their lives, and those days are gone. In short, a friend is never alone when he loves a glass of wine all his life ... "

In this way, time is gone forever, and my friend will never see it again. Perhaps, now, he is quietly recalling the days we walked together.

Fate let us get to know each other, maybe God has already arranged it, so I am so lucky to make a sincere friend. Indeed, I met him by accident. It was a rainy morning and we sheltered from the rain under the same roof. It is only for this reason that we have become good friends. From then on, we played together, studied together, weathered the difficulties together, discussed social affairs together, and stayed together every day, leaving beautiful memories.

I still remember the days we walked together, with a little sour in sweetness and a little sad in joy, which was quite unsatisfactory. However, we help each other and move forward hand in hand, so that the days we have passed will always be full of laughter and happiness.

"The most precious thing in the world is sincere friendship, and the happiest thing is to quietly recall the sweet past." Sincere him, honest me, walk calmly, face bravely and live an optimistic life. It's just that our past laughter is gone, and you don't know when and where we will meet. Only these glittering and translucent tears are entrusted with my incomparable thoughts.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" My deskmate pushed me.

"oh! Nothing. " I woke up from my memory, picked up the ginkgo leaves again and read them silently;

The days we spent together included you, me and a gorgeous rainbow.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter are accompanied by flowers blooming and falling, alternating cold and summer, ups and downs. This is an era that human beings have experienced together. This is the annual ring of the world, handed down from generation to generation. Spring sowing and autumn harvest year after year, and "clouds rolling and clouds relaxing" day after day, can be accompanied by every day and night that everyone walks through, every morning and every sunset that individuals spend: it will be different.

It is often said that a ship cannot be repaired for 500 years! Companions who accompany you through the years: whether they are blood relatives, classmates in the same town, or acquaintances in the same car, boat and plane, … which one was not saved together because of the "fate" of life? ! I remember a well-known scholar in the field of culture once said: it is a great thing that a person can come to this world! It can be seen that two or more "people" who have experienced "great events" can meet together-spend a period of time together and walk a certain distance together, whether long or short, whether flat or bumpy: perhaps it is a "blessing" given by God!

Go through spring, summer, autumn and winter together and spend unforgettable days together; Bear the ups and downs of the day, support the sails on the muddy road, bear the hardships of the day and enjoy the joy of the day; Create a pedal journey with your heart, condense friendship with your blood, create wealth with your hands, create the future with your feet, and water your seeds with sweat! Accompanied by each other, * * * dependent. Although there may be wind and rain, stumbling and loss in the days we walked together, the sunrise and sunset that * * * experienced together have bound * * together with the condensed friendship of the days we walked together-they cannot be separated. This may be the complex of "* * * with the years"!

It is another golden season that is hard to wear, but the dead leaves all over the ground have touched the lingering thoughts and sorrows for no reason: how many days have we walked together-but now it is "empty"? ! How many blooming seasons, we hold petals together and enjoy the sweetness of Daphne-but the reality is that we can't see the people we love! On the day of helping each other, although there is no money and wealth, although there is no so-called "BMW and power" to help, the warm family atmosphere is created by us together, and happy laughter is our inner enjoyment! How many nights have we spent together? We used to sit together, holding faint "cold water" in our hands and imagining the happiness of working together; How many sleepless nights we spent together: I was busy with my relatives' illness and worried about my relatives on the operating table, so busy that I couldn't sleep, for the sake of my admitted children, …! How many muddy bumps we have gone through together: we all help each other, encourage each other and never get tired! Every look, every gesture, without reminding, without language, has been completely integrated into the consistent tacit understanding; Simple tea and coarse cloth cover up the shame, without rich embellishment and strong light: the love between relatives is increasing day by day, sharing the sorrow and coping with difficulties together; The days and nights we spent together were so trusting, helping and interdependent, which aroused the envy of many people and made many people stop to look at their eyes and shed tears: it is really an ordinary family happiness! It's a landscape on earth!

Year after year, day after day, the extraordinary days that parents lead their children through in extremely difficult days are pieces of history, folk songs, fairy tales and fables stored in their hearts one by one, which inspire their children's pace! Whenever the picture of "* * * walking through life together" appears in my mind, it is like returning to reality-it is so kind, so familiar and so three-dimensional, just like a "trickle" in a gurgling spring, nourishing our children's hearts; It is difficult to count how many scenes and pictures there are; Even an insignificant "small flowing water" can arouse our children's infinite nostalgia. ...

My mother is a native of the north, and my father is a traditional southerner. Mother followed her father to the south, and the most uncomfortable thing was the climate, especially in summer, when her mother was ill. One summer, my mother was covered with thirty-eight big sores: I couldn't sleep, I couldn't lie down, and it was even worse to wear clothes at work during the day; I can imagine my mother insisting on going to work in this situation, because she has to support several children with her father! My father had a terrible pain in his right arm one year and went to the hospital-the doctor said it might be "osteonecrosis" and needed amputation. I can imagine what a family's main labor force would be like without his right hand nearly forty years ago. Mother worries about her father's illness day and night, and while seeking medical treatment everywhere, she should also try to make money to relieve her father's pressure. In such days together, parents always help each other, encourage each other and spend the most difficult days. Under the "touch" of my mother seeking medical treatment everywhere, a local famous doctor diagnosed that amputation was unnecessary: through the combination of drugs, injections and traditional Chinese medicine, my father's illness was finally cured. During this journey, my mother lost a lot of weight and my father was in a hurry. When my father fully recovered, my mother was entangled in a disease of "small blood spots reduction". At that time, the hospital diagnosed that my mother would be hospitalized, but my mother refused to be hospitalized and insisted on going to work. Under such circumstances, my father went everywhere to seek medical treatment, looking for "specific medicine" to treat my mother's illness, and also entrusted people to buy "peanuts" and "rock sugar" for my mother, in line with the formal treatment of the hospital and the treatment of traditional Chinese medicine. After more than a year of hard work, my mother's condition has finally improved. After more than a year of treatment, my mother's illness has finally recovered! With parents, children have endless days, endless words and deeds, endless happiness and laughter. They not only understand the parents' dependence and education on their children, but also make our children deeply feel that our parents always "drive" us to be honest, diligent and open-minded, to be brave in facing difficulties and pressures, and never "face difficulties and pressures". I have gone through many days with my parents, and it is in this experience that my children grow and mature!

Pieces of historical fragments, folk songs like rural songs, record the days we walked with our parents: the big picture, the small scenery and the granular "small bridge flowing water" are all a complete and inspiring "folk song", and it is impossible to sing every rural song here! Because such "days together" have accumulated too many "songs"! ……! Today, when the autumn wind comes again, it is sad to see fallen leaves floating everywhere, but our children will never see their parents again, and their inner helplessness is like dead branches!

Days always pass, no matter how many days we "walk together", the annual rings are gone forever; As the old saying goes, all good things must come to an end! No matter how many people accompany us in the days we passed together, no matter how many unforgettable days we spent together: that is the decision of the years, and dispersion is the destination of the sunset. Perhaps this is the fate of life: as long as life exists, there will be people and things that "live together"! As long as spring, summer, autumn and winter keep changing: there will be separation and dispersion!

The road is long, its Xiu Yuan Xi, its Xiu Yuan Xi; The road of life is always accompanied by spring, summer, autumn and winter-change together and experience together!

Jutai

When turning over the book, a ginkgo leaf slipped quietly. I bent down to pick it up, stunned. This was given to me by my deskmate when I graduated, and it said "Take care of your friends" on the back. I don't remember if I wanted to cry at that time, but now there are tears on the yellow leaves.

Looking at this yellow ginkgo leaf, my deskmate's bright smile and generous words came into my eyes, and I remembered the deep friendship between us and the days we passed together.

On the eve of graduation from junior high school, he reluctantly sang a familiar song: "How to face the days we walked together, and now I am alone …" Brave, he left tears of parting. He slowly took a leaf out of his pocket and handed it to me. After a short silence, he said to me, "All good things must come to an end. After getting along, we will leave. The days we walked together, such as the sunset, were buried by the coming night. " He paused, and then said, "The days we spent together will be our beautiful memories, and the green ginkgo leaves will be our eternal memory …" He didn't go on, but told me to cherish our friendship and let us cherish each other. I tearfully sang:

"Friends have been together all their lives, and those days are gone. In short, a friend is never alone when he loves a glass of wine all his life ... "

In this way, time is gone forever, and my friend will never see it again. Perhaps, now, he is quietly recalling the days we walked together.

Fate let us get to know each other, maybe God has already arranged it, so I am so lucky to make a sincere friend. Indeed, I met him by accident. It was a rainy morning and we sheltered from the rain under the same roof. It is only for this reason that we have become good friends. From then on, we played together, studied together, weathered the difficulties together, discussed social affairs together, and stayed together every day, leaving beautiful memories.

I still remember the days we walked together, with a little sour in sweetness and a little sad in joy, which was quite unsatisfactory. However, we help each other and move forward hand in hand, so that the days we have passed will always be full of laughter and happiness.

"The most precious thing in the world is sincere friendship, and the happiest thing is to quietly recall the sweet past." Sincere him, honest me, walk calmly, face bravely and live an optimistic life. It's just that our past laughter is gone, and you don't know when and where we will meet. Only these glittering and translucent tears are entrusted with my incomparable thoughts.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" My deskmate pushed me.

"oh! Nothing. " I woke up from my memory, picked up the ginkgo leaves again and read them silently;

The days we spent together included you, me and a gorgeous rainbow.

Jutai

Every time I open a physics book, a dark green leaf jumps into my eyes. This withered leaf, as a leaf specimen, I pressed it in the book, accompanied me through hundreds of days and nights, but still didn't know its name.

This leaf was picked when my mother and I went to the suburbs last summer.

That day, walking on the muddy road, I relaxed and prepared to enjoy the beautiful summer morning. Walking on the road, there are tall poplars on both sides. This is simply an ordinary tree. I came out this time in search of a miracle. I looked around in disappointment. Suddenly, there was a grotesque tree squatting beside a big tree. Compared with the big tree, I feel inferior to it. Really ugly. Several withered branches are intertwined and bare, without a flower or a leaf. I went over to see how such an ugly tree grew.

I took a closer look, and there was actually a leaf on this short tree with twisted branches. It is wrapped in branches and looks so prominent and superior that I wonder if it grows from this ugly tree.

It stands gracefully among the chickens, like a crane. No wonder all the other branches are wrapped around it. It was to protect this delicate and beautiful girl.

This tree grew up safely with a leaf when other trees were flourishing. This tree did not feel inferior because of its short stature.

I gently picked the leaf and carefully put it in my pocket as a meeting gift on the tree and a parting gift. I hope it will grow more and more beautiful leaves next year.

When I got home, I put the leaves in my physics textbook. Every time I see it, I think of that tree, because it taught me not to feel inferior when I meet the strong and not to be conceited when I meet the weak. Living for your own miracle in this way is the real perfection. I just bloom later than others. In the days of walking together, every time I see a leaf, it will wink at me and say, "Come on, create your own miracle!" "

The days we walked together suddenly remind us of the days we walked together. These words have a warm feeling. Otherwise, why do we suddenly smell a fragrance?

I thought that if you appeared in my life, it would extend infinite possibilities. How should I know? Just a moment of turning around, I suddenly found that you really left me and started a new life in another world without me. Just why I miss you so much that I won't leave. I tried to lock my memory collection, but I forgot to forget you.

I can't help saying that I don't love you, but I can't help feeling sorry for you. Open the sweetness of the past, and your every word is clearly visible, just like a trace engraved on the soul, which no one can erase. Originally thought that as long as we love each other, we can be together forever, but now it seems to be a demanding.

How can I say it again, I miss you; How can I find a reason to contact you again? How can we break this deadlock? How can I make you happy again? How to start so as not to hurt you again; How can I make you really happy?

If hope never falls in an instant and faint dust never penetrates a broken heart, can you still fantasize about happiness when you are tired? But, really, really, I dare not mention the word happiness again, and that misty line is getting farther and farther away from me.

The familiar sweetness turned into a strange greeting. Those days spoiled by your sweetness are now the softest dreams in my heart. It turns out that happiness is just a reflection in the water for me. I was just about to reach out and touch it. I wanted to hold it in my arms, but I found it broken. I watched it break in front of me, which was my helpless sadness. Regret so easily penetrated my body, there is no distance, only dust and dirt, floating down, beating my heart.

I didn't know until I fell in love with you that my heart really hurts. It's just that your scarred heart can bear this deep wound again? If I can, I am willing to exchange everything I have for all kinds of pains in your heart. No harm, no suffering, no pain, only the most sincere joy in life.

I used to think that I couldn't bear the weight of a tear any more, but in those nights when I fell asleep with tears in my eyes, did you ever know the deepest fear and unspeakable worry? It is difficult to calm their hopeless mood and become a daily lesson. I always habitually send you a short message in the morning, but I wake up almost at the moment I press the send button. You don't need my supervision anymore I don't know if you are still following the previous agreement, but I will always wait for your news unconsciously, although I subconsciously know that you won't have any text messages. Just, just, have you changed those bad habits I brought out?

All the cares and endless thoughts can only be a deep blessing to you in the end.

I can't advise you to stay up late and keep you awake. Remind you to have breakfast, take care of yourself, cherish yourself for me, chat with you every day, listen to your care and consideration, and listen to your thoughtful reminders and criticisms.

When you turn on your mobile phone, it's all your short messages, one by one, sweet, happy, quarreling, clutch, everything, and the chat records can be deleted, but what are the deepest memories left in your heart? Do you need the help of those two keys to get rid of it? Even if it can be eliminated, can't it stay? The wound has healed and the scar is still there, but it still hurts. Who caused deep pain in those deepest nights?

But in the thought of love, all the pain and despair are willing because of love, and all the joys and tears are more cherished because of love. I know, I can't be coquetry to you, and I can't ask you to do anything, but you are thousands of miles away, do you also bury deep concern, so that hopeless wounds are involved again and again, but you are silent.

It's just a turning distance, but you go further and further, leaving my heart wandering where you left. I can win the review of you in the future, but I found in vain that for me, overlooking is an extravagant hope.

I embarrassed you again and again with such a bad attitude, and I also verified my emotional needs again and again, but I didn't know that I had deeply hurt the person I didn't want to hurt the most. I always thought there was still a chance to correct the mistakes I made. I always thought that the future was still very long, but I didn't know that everything had changed in the moment I turned around.

But suddenly, at a certain moment, my thoughts suddenly suppressed my breath and became the heaviest string in my heart, uprooting you. If I can, I really want to smile and bless you. I really want to stop thinking about you, but my mind is full of you. I tell myself over and over again, don't think about it, have a good sleep and everything will be fine, but it's been so long. Why can't I do it?

I will still get used to calling you, but I always tell myself at the last second, no, really no. I can't disturb your life any more. You should have your own world and start a new life, although there is no me in this world. But I should still smile and say my blessing to you, shouldn't I? Let someone love you for me.

The last love is to let go of your hand.

Hearing this lyric, I finally couldn't help it.

1, a short six-year primary school, flashed before my eyes. Like meteors and rainbows. We didn't know the value of time until we graduated. However, time is not kind, and the pen tip that still slides from our hands flashes quickly, trying to retain it, but it can't be retained.

I still remember that in the fifth grade, we once participated in military training together. Those days were painful and happy, unforgettable and unforgettable. Standing in the hot sun again and again, practicing military boxing, our sweat is like rain, dripping wet, but who dares to disobey orders? Hard work again and again, let us unite as one; Practice hard again and again, let us learn to be strong. Although some people shed tears of sadness and yearning, they have strong perseverance. We survived and overcame one difficulty after another. In the military parade, we performed well and looked at the smiling faces of the teachers. Listening to the students' warm applause. We cheered and cheered, and the short military training was not in vain. We learned a lot about life and grew up bit by bit.

Looking back on the spring outing and autumn outing we participated in together, wherever we go, we will definitely leave us with happy, hearty and naive laughter. We sang, laughed and played together, and the trip to Happy Valley made us remember it the most. One thrilling project, with our mutual encouragement, boldly stepped forward and prepared to conquer this seemingly horrible thrilling game. Although we will scream in fear, although our closed eyes can't be opened, we share weal and woe. In the screams and closed eyes, we still maintained a happy mood. Don't forget to cheer for each other at the same time. So, we share the joy and happiness after exceeding the limit again and again.

Times have changed. Now, we will face separation. Without my classmates and inseparable friends, there will always be a trace of sadness and melancholy in my heart. Facing the first turning point in life, we have to take this difficult step, and we will face new challenges. All good things must come to an end. When we meet, there will be differences. The nostalgia and reluctance in our hearts make it impossible for us to forget everyone sitting in this same classroom. However, believe in yourself, let's go on bravely!

I miss the days we spent together.