Essay of more than 600 words You Touched My Heartstrings .

You tugged at my heartstrings.

There is no one who is who, and there is no one who cannot leave whom.

Inscription. Summer is actually a sad season, and at a sudden moment, you will recall the past. Those people, those things, may have really existed, but they were sunk in a corner of memory, and suddenly one day they were picked up, and for some reason, their hearts were full of strange feelings.

I remembered the scene of sitting together and listening to a song; I think of the days when we laughed together and walked together.

Perhaps, it's because my life is too confused and too hasty, so I always stay in the past.

In fact, the friendship between you and me has long been polished by reality and time.

You say, "People change." "Yes, people change, and the only thing that remains unchanged is memories.

Reality has led you and me to disagreement.

I don't know why they became good friends in the first place, maybe each other's hearts are too empty.

Maybe it's because it's boring, so I like to run together in the scorching sun, like sweat dripping down my body, and like to make fun of each other. Maybe it's because you and I are too stubborn, so we can only leave each other with a vague smile and some fragments. Maybe it's because your arms are too short and too far apart that reality will stop us from holding hands.

You're gone, I'm stopping.

Time has changed for you and me.

Time is really omnipotent, and it only takes a long time for the vicissitudes of life to change.

Some people say: friendship is the second hand, love is the minute hand, and family affection is the hour hand. So can I understand that friendship comes and goes quickly. No matter how hard we try, we can't stop the second hand from moving?

When midsummer has passed, and the autumn solstice comes, your memories will end. Now I know that reality and time have already found a place for our friendship. Although there are still connections, they are no longer what they used to be.

Since you don't need it anymore, give it up.

Friendship "stung my eyes, and once again, you tugged at my heartstrings."

My brother didn't do anything to me before.

What tugged at my heartstrings essay 600 words junior high school is as follows:

It's not anything, it's just a **. I've occasionally flipped through the web** and stumbled upon it. The picture shows a puppy lying pitifully in the corner, leaning against a small tree trunk with a broken branch.

In a pile of garbage, the puppy hides in a dirty plastic bag, staring helplessly ahead, its hair messy and dirty. This is supposed to be an abandoned little life.

When I saw this **, a sense of melancholy arose, now it is the Spring Festival, we are reunited, enjoying the joy of family, there are still some people, or some animals are homeless, the basic right to life has been taken away, the helplessness of survival and even imprisoned their smiles, unbearable life forced them to lower their noble heads, can only struggle in a difficult fate.

People give these poor people a heartbreaking title: "beggar" or "vagabond", etc. They live an inferior life, live in a special way, and the injustice of God to them has to be indifferent and even discriminated against by their peers, and they can only sigh that their fate cannot be changed in this world, or they can live a lifetime in silence.

Is life worthless to them? I have always had that ** in my mind, how many homeless people's fate is like this puppy, so pitiful. What happens when they stretch out their dusty, blood-stained hands to passers-by?

The way this society expresses love is sometimes too pale, and we need actions, not slogans.

This ** not only tugs at my heartstrings, but also sends us a cry for help. What we need to do is to reach out to these vulnerable groups, whether they are humans or animals, they are a valuable and noble life, and life should not be left in the low.

Great or humble, noble or lowly, depending on whether everyone is willing to give their own love. You know, squatting down or picking it up may save a life, so why not give a little more love to the world?

You tugged at my heartstrings.

In this vast expanse of land, one person often seems so small. But for you, the path of growth is so interesting, and these funs are pieced together between you and some people, whether they are beautiful or painful. He may be your guide to grow up, or he may have been influencing you and accompanying you, or you may have had a good memory between you.

I believe that the appearance of each person will give your heartstrings an extra toughness, maybe a softness.

Entering the poetic environment of junior high school, strange people and strange things make your heart uneasy and you don't know where to go. But the figure of a man came into my sight and into my life. She just was.

I always call her that because I think he's as innocent as nature.

Through the test of time and testimony, I have become the best friend. We're always together, even when we go to the bathroom. Every Sunday, we always have to get together and think about how to do this problem, which one buys the most beautiful thing, and the one in the class is the most special.

We have been chatting until the north and south, and we are also very happy. This innocent and beautiful friendship lasted for a semester, but there was a small episode in the middle.

Maybe it's because they've been together for a long time, and everyone's shortcomings have been exposed. I also found many shortcomings in Ran. I'm the kind of person who wants others to do well, but doesn't reflect on myself, so I started to hate Ran, and I was cold and hot to her, but he didn't seem to see it, and he was still close to me, but I couldn't stand it.

People are not without faults. I really need tolerance between friends, if friends lose tolerance between each other, then they will not have sincere friendship, and they will not have to be friends. So, I will tolerate all your shortcomings, because I don't want our relationship to change from friends to classmates.

After hearing this, my heart was completely shaken. I didn't expect that the usually unknown Ran Jing could say such moving, sincere, and profound words. From then on, I no longer hated his shortcomings, our friendship".

It was you who plucked my heartstrings essay 600 words].

I can't forget, that tall and straight camphor tree; I can't forget, the innocent laughter under the tree, I can't forget, the wind that lingers with laughter, brings a burst of coolness, at that moment, it was you who touched my heartstrings......

Inscription. I really hope that time can be turned back and I can go back to the depths of my memory, that colorful autumn.

Walking through the familiar path, turning the corner, I saw a sky dyed red by the sunset, the afterglow of the setting sun was gently sprinkled on the camphor tree, on the branches, there were a few buds full of glow, and there were water droplets hanging between the buds, under the light of the setting sun, glowing with golden light, flashing and ......

Under the tree, there were a few black shadows swaying, it was a few children, the red scarves on their chests fluttering in the wind, and their immature faces were full of innocent smiles. Hey, isn't that little girl me? Still so small, so short, looking at her former self, she just jumped, just ran, just smiled......Maybe at that time, I only knew what "truth" was.

Looking, watching, there was an inexplicable sourness in my heart, and I couldn't calm my ...... for a long time

In the distance, a few heavy bells rang from the building shaded by the trees, breaking the ups and downs of the heart, and a gust of autumn wind blew slowly, and the leaves swayed with the wind like light feathers, swirling a few times in the air, and then falling one after another, soft, like the warm big hands of the mother gently brushing the face. The children were jubilant, they all jumped up, and hurriedly picked up the yellow fallen leaves, picked them up one by one, and held them in their hands, tightly, as if they were rare treasures in the world. Then everyone piled up the "treasures that they had picked up".

It's a familiar picture, it seems like it was just yesterday. I know that is our "fire". When I was a child, my friends and I gathered around it, talking, laughing, and talking with relish, and holding the "mutton skewers" ...... made of dead leavesI stood in the distance, watching quietly, and from time to time I heard a few childish laughs in my ears, so innocent and innocent.

With these few laughs, my mind returned from the depths of my memory to the present.

What did I understand? Innocence ...... childhoodA gust of wind swept through the treetops and blew into the room, so cool, and the mood suddenly became extra relaxed and ......Oh! I understand, put aside the gloom of life, let go of the shackles in my heart, and feel every day with sincerity!

There is only one life, don't hesitate, don't be confused, let's use laughter as a paintbrush to outline brilliant colors for life!

The past is like gunpowder smoke dissipating, childhood, you are the wind, I am the sand, once in your blowing flying, and now I can only stay in place, watching you drift farther and farther away with childhood dreams, I am helpless, nostalgic, but also grateful, because I really tell me: it is you who plucked my heartstrings ......