200 words for Chinese micro essay and 200 words for micro writing

Yesterday, it was your birthday.

You seem to disdain the gift I gave, and two "thank you" ended my hard work from seven o'clock in the evening to ten o'clock the next day. I gave the gift at ten o'clock in the morning, and I wanted to be happy with you for a day, but before twelve o'clock, you walked out of the house to celebrate this birthday with friends, because I was small, so I was superficial, "Be obedient, bring you a cake back." ”

At night, I look at the starry sky, my mind blank, waiting for you to come back. However, in exchange, a thirty-second **, "Shanshan (I'm a nickname), it just ended at nine o'clock, I won't go back at night, I'm in the dormitory, I'll bring the cake back tomorrow, that's it, hang up." "I didn't have time to call Aunt Ze Shu, let alone say that I wanted to celebrate my birthday with you, so I heard the voice of ** Qingmo Dudu, bowed my head slightly, pursed my lips, and returned to the bedroom.

At night, I couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning, and it took a long time to fall asleep.

The next day, I got up early, but you came back at noon, and you took a cake, brought it, put it down, and then went back to the house.

I ate all the cakes, but my heart is still empty, can I still accompany you on my next birthday?

I am Ah Can, a young man of Yi nationality in the depths of Daliang Mountain, Sichuan, and I received a package from a well-wisher from Beijing a few days ago, and the clothes inside are very warm to wear, and I can finally wear warm and beautiful clothes for the New Year. The stationery inside is also beautiful, and I also like books, which contain the knowledge I need. My parents once told me that only knowledge can change destiny, and I have always kept this sentence in my heart.

Here, I hope to express my gratitude through this magazine, thank you for your concern, thank you for the help you have brought me, I will work and study, and in the future, I will go out of the mountains and be a useful person to the society.

21:42:50

Mom, do you think that people who have passed away will become stars in the sky and look at us all the way? "When she she left as a child, I asked my mom that. Although she is no longer young, her mother still has the beautiful face she had when she was young, smiled and looked at the starry sky, nodded and replied:

Yes, those who have passed away will always fly to the sky with the thoughts of their relatives and friends, and turn their wishes into the brightest star in the sky. ”

Today is a small solar term, our family set out to start making dumplings, the happy scene wrapped my heart, and the fragrant leek meat dumplings were particularly pleasing to look at with a little green. Dad rolled the dumpling skin on the side, and the others began to make dumplings, speaking of which, the dumplings made by my aunt were the cutest, small and delicate as her figure; Da Niang's dumplings are always as chubby as usual, as if they are about to jump out; Jingle the dumplings and start to put them in the pot one by one, waiting for them to float up and then add water, repeating a few times The dumplings are out of the pot.

Looking at my big bowl full of dumplings, I always feel that I have lost something in my heart, what is it that I have lost?

I looked at the family members who didn't have anything unusual next to me, and they were still holding a large bowl and eating it with vinegar. This must be my mother's bag, and I can't wrap it tightly every time; Ah, this must be made by the eldest lady, looking at the little dumpling's belly bulging; Haha, this is undoubtedly a small dumpling reported by my aunt, but it still tastes very strong; It's true that they won't be as good as grandma's bag, grandma's dumplings are always the most beautiful, the pleats on the top are the most neat, and the wrapping is not too much and no less just to eat ...... one biteIf only grandma were there......, I put down the chopsticks, and finally remembered the difference of today's dumplings, it turned out that the dumplings without grandma are really "every festival to miss relatives." "I haven't eaten my grandmother's dumplings since she died, and I suddenly found that my grandmother had passed away for more than two years, and the memory in my mind seemed to be frozen in that day, the most terrifying day of my life.

Grandma, you drink more water, I'll call ** and call my aunt to go! "That day, my grandmother couldn't kick her breath all the time, and she had to breathe for a long time to say a complete sentence, but I was the only one in the house. When I called my aunt and sent my grandmother to the hospital, my heart suddenly fell from the sky to my stomach.

I'm afraid, I'm afraid to see the death of a loved one with my own eyes. I walked in the corridor of the hospital waiting for the news of my grandmother's successful rescue, but the doctor's words were like a bolt from the blue to me. Grandma was gone on that sunny afternoon.

My mother once said, "Those who have passed away will always fly to the sky with the thoughts of their relatives and friends, and turn their wishes into the brightest star in the sky." ”

Goodbye, accompany me, love me, and miss my grandmother.

I yearn for a quiet life, life is like water, pure, true, life is real.

Quiet life ......

Silence is like the breeze blowing around us, without the slightest sound.

Quiet is like those who are caring, who do good deeds, never leave their names, and do good deeds, without asking for anything in return, only for their own happiness.

Silence is like a big tree that grows with us, a big tree that is quiet all the time and never gets angry.

Quiet is like a book, every page has an intoxicating ocean of knowledge, there is an unexpected sky, and there is a knowledge that makes people breathtaking.

Silence is so beautiful, I yearn for it!

I yearn for a quiet life!

Is this okay?

The surroundings of Sunshine Grow are still quiet, the sky is gray-blue, and the whole earth is still asleep. Suddenly, a trace of red glow spread across the place where the mountain and the sky were connected, and the fan of the red glow continued to stretch and expand. After a while, a small half of the sun finally appeared in front of me.

He was like a child in a red hat, slowly climbing up step by step. Although the speed was slow, it was still up the hill. The sun rose higher and higher, shooting out ten thousand golden rays, and a few white clouds floating in the air were gilded with a brilliant gold edge in an instant, and then dyed rose.

At the same time, the eastern half of the sky was dyed red, like a large shining satin. As the sun rises, it shines through the treetops, shining on small patches of forest meadows. The dew on the tree is like a crystal clear pearl, which evaporates and disappears immediately when the sun shines like this.

The sunshine of nature is certainly dazzling, but the sunshine of life is even more beautiful.

Knowledge is my sunshine. Books are the ladder of progress, books are the blood that flows, books are the living life, and books are the endless source. Therefore, reading a good book every day can also be counted as a kind of fun.

And when I read a book, I can absorb a lot of knowledge and understand a lot of truths. This knowledge is like a ray of warm sunshine, inexhaustible. And I, like a young sapling, needs to absorb the sun to thrive, and I need to absorb knowledge to learn more.

Smile is my sunshine. The Bulgarian philosopher Kiliriel Vasilev once said that a smile of love is like a magic key that can open the labyrinth of the heart. I was standing on the podium of the class, and I was overwhelmed by the teacher's sudden question.

Looking around, everyone was expecting me. And I was even more nervous and couldn't say anything. At this time, I saw my friend smiling at me, and his eyes contained sincerity and encouragement.

The warm sun, the dazzling sun, the moist sun, through the layers of clouds, illuminate the earth, but also illuminate our way forward.

Micro Essay] Leaf's Promise 200 words.

The leaves finally couldn't hold on, and a breeze blew, and the thin body fell to the ground.

Autumn is coming, geese are flying south, and autumn is high and cool.

When the tree saw the falling leaves, he couldn't help but cry, but he was very sad. He used to be such a good partner for him.

The fallen leaves coughed and promised the tree: Ahem, tree, tree, I promise you that I will always be by your side.

The tree smiled with tears in his eyes. He believed in the leaves.

As the days passed, the leaves were blown to the roots of the tree by the wind and buried in the soil to provide nourishment for the newly grown leaves.

Sure enough, he fulfilled his promise and stayed by the tree's side forever.