I want an essay about people and things 600 words 50

The people's version of the religion. Urban middle schools are now teaching textbooks for employing people. Several other middle schools that are almost poor are also teaching the version of employing people. It's almost all unified now.

Zhao Kexin: A copy.

Girl, but the character of the attack resembles that of a boy. Although she is naughty, she has good grades and is also bright. It's just beautiful, but she runs slowly, sadly.

Jason Zhang: A boy is a freshman in Zhao Kexin's class, but as soon as he came, all the girls in the class liked him, but Zhao Kexin looked down on him, but he was on Zhao Kexin's left.

Lin Xiaochen: Zhao Kexin's best friend, but you would never have thought that they were enemies before.

My grandfather.

It's been two years, you've been away from me for two years, and your face has changed from familiar to blurry in my heart, but what I want to rely on most is you. In the kitchen, there is less food to smell of; Under the light, there is a lack of tin opera and recipes; When you're sick, there's less bone broth; When I am blamed, I don't have your help, but I want to rely on you the most.

Remember? In the past, no matter how many worries I had at school, as long as I stood at the door of my house and smelled the mouth-watering food, I forgot everything.

I always rush into the house, throw off my school bag, and shout at you, "Grandpa, I'm back!" "I clearly remember that in the kitchen, under the "boom" range hood, you came back to see me, and pushed me out of the kitchen with a smile, and the slippery touch still remains on my **.

In the dim light, gentle dust falls on your silver hair. You leaned on an old mahogany recliner, "Every time I ask you to be serious, be careful, why do you only take this test!" "Whenever Daddy's reproach sounds, as long as I hear your hurried footsteps, I am no longer afraid.

Pushing open the door, you hurriedly raised your eyebrows and lectured your father: "The child has already said that she has tried her best, and besides, she is already so good, and there is very little room for improvement!" "Grandpa, do you know that if I had an iron at this time, I would really like to iron your frowning brow!

When I opened my eyes, my eyes were full of weak white, and when I looked at it a little, I saw you rushing into the door in a hurry, and when you entered the door, you shouted to your parents sitting opposite: "I can't even take care of a child, how many times have you been hospitalized this month?" Turning around, he looked at me who was sick, and said lovingly

What do you think? Is it better?

Grandpa brought you your favorite bone broth, eat some! You gently lifted my back, picked me up gently, sat up, looked at my left hand, which was full of pinholes, and said lovingly, "I'll hold it, you can eat it!"

Looking at your tender eyes, I saw the tenderness and pain in your eyes.