A reminiscence essay, simple, not too complicated!! Urgent!!!

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The structure of reminiscence prose such as narrative narrative and lyrical ending is narrative reminiscence prose, you can see the following: narrative prose narrative is more complete, the writer has a vivid character, and the description of the scenery is poured into the author's emotions.

This type of prose is similar to a short story**, but with a distinct difference. As far as narrative is concerned, the events described in prose do not require the plot to be complete, let alone pursue twists and turns, and the requirements for narrative are much higher than those of prose; In addition, prose needs to be full of emotions when narrating, and ** emotions are mainly reflected by the characters, and the author does not need to express them explicitly. As far as writing is concerned, it is required to work hard to create a typical persona, and the typical character is a fiction created by the author.

The characters in the prose are based on real people and real events, with some tailoring and processing, focusing on the freehand depiction of the characters.

According to the different emphasis of this type of prose content, it can be divided into narrative prose and writer prose.

Essays that focus on memorization take the development of events as clues and focus on the narrative of events. It can be a story with a beginning and an end, such as Xu Dishan's "Falling Peanuts", or it can be an edit of several fragments, such as Lu Xun's "From Baicao Garden to Sanwei Study".

pouring the author's sincere feelings into the narrative is the most significant difference from the ** narrative.

The prose focuses on remembering people, and the whole text is character-centered. It often grasps the character traits of the characters and outlines them in broad lines, focusing on the basic temperament, character and spiritual outlook of the characters, such as Lu Xun's "Mr. Fujino.

Whether the character image is real or not is the difference between it and **.

Those memories scattered in the autumn wind.

Memories flutter in the autumn wind, aimlessly. Occasionally, I still think of you, my deceased relatives, friends, maybe there is a providence in the dark, maybe this is the fragility of human nature! Likes to dwell on memories of the past.

I still often think of when you were there, and with you, my life will become happier. I often think of my grandmother's knowing laughter, and that laughter lingers in my ears. I believe that my grandmother's laughter will also float in the beautiful and holy kingdom of heaven, and will never fade away...I often think of l, my childhood will become more fulfilling with you.

We grew up together, in the words of the literati, "childhood sweethearts" and "two little guesses". I still remember the happy times when we played together when I was a child, but what I never expected was that you would leave me and leave our good friends...Crying does not erase these pains.

I really hope. Time. Remain.

Wonderful little times.

Your memories always become more profound and miss you more as time passes. Maybe people are like this, "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, the child wants to raise but the parent is not there", in the face of the things he has (let's say it can be said to be something that exists) at the time, but he doesn't know how to cherish them, these things must be happy, as Chi Li said in "Collecting Happiness", they are all worth savoring, enjoying, and the ultimate goal is to collect. (I don't know if there is any meaning in collecting these things after they are collected) but when they are gone, people will lament and even cry, but everything that is done now is in vain, and the final result is irreparable, and the pain in my heart and the tears in my eyes seem weak, and they are gradually eroded by reality little by little...

Why do people always know how to cherish after they have lost? Are those memories eternal? Cherish the things in front of you, and don't wait for them to fade away and become memories.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle. Things are people, and everything is restless, and tears flow first. Only those memories will remain in my heart, sprouting, ingraining, and indelible...

The autumn breeze is still blowing, scattering my memories....

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