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Instant Perception Essay

Yichang No. 12 Middle School Class 704: Zhou Weiliang Instructor: Chen Hong.

On a beautiful night, the stars were scattered in the dark velvet sky. That arc of crescent moon is not lonely because of the company of the stars.

Suddenly, a shout pierced the silent night, as sharp as a blade on glass:"You go away, it's up to you! Get out!

Immediately, a heavy closing of the door was heard. The owner of this closing sound is me, needless to say that the scolding voice is my mother.

I don't know why, so I involuntarily walked towards the riverside and kept saying:"Hmph, go out, go out, what's the big deal. "But I was a little nervous.

Because my father and mother had an argument, I went to make peace, but I didn't expect to be scolded. In a fit of rage, I ran away from home.

When I came to the river, the river breeze at night did not seem to be as harmonious as usual, but like a sharp knife, one after another, cutting my face. I looked at the river, and the moonlight sprinkled on the undulating water was not at all as beautiful as the poets described, but it upset me. When I turned around, I saw the place where our family of three often walked in the evening, and the scene of the family playing happily in the past appeared in front of me, and in an instant, a sour feeling welled up in my heart, and tears suddenly entered my eyes.

I tried to look up at the stars in the sky as much as I could, trying to keep them under control. Teardrops, but I saw through the sky, and tears still flowed down the bridge of my nose......

Sitting weakly under a tree, looking at the mountain peaks across the river, letting the river wind pass through my thin clothes and pierce my **. I couldn't help but shiver with cold, how nice it would be to be at home! For a while, I couldn't help but regret it, and I no longer had the anger and grievances when I went out.

At this point, it would be nice if Mom and Dad came to me, I wouldn't be like this again!

I slowly left the tree and walked aimlessly along the riverside alone. Suddenly, a familiar figure swayed before my eyes, sometimes clear and sometimes blurry in the moonlight. But my cold heart became hot and boiling at this moment, it can't be wrong, it must be Dad!

One-step, two-step, three-step ......Sure enough, it's Dad! His face was very clear in the light of the street lamp, and he looked at me with anxiety, helplessness, and a hint of surprise, and did not say a word, but mechanically handed me a coat. I took my coat and burst into tears.

Father! "I screamed, as if I had exhausted all my strength, and my father seemed to come back to his senses and said"I knew you were here, and you didn't go far.

There seems to be endless worry in this slightly witty sentence"Let's go back, Mommy is waiting for us at home. "

Since then, Mom and Dad don't argue much anymore, and I'm not as stubborn as I used to be. Because I know that a family is maintained by three people, and even if only one party withdraws, it will break the whole family ......

On Saturday evening, the sky was overcast and drizzled from time to time. A few house swallows frolicked carefreely on the road. Suddenly, a large truck roared by, and my heart tightened, and I couldn't help but close my eyes. I know something unfortunate has happened :

A bloody house swallow lay quietly in the cold. On the road. Its friend ran over with tears streaming down his face, screaming as he bent his eggplant. Until he ran up to his friend and sadly watched his best friend lying on the road.

It tries to wake up its friends: one moment it beats its friend vigorously with its wings, and jumps down with a frown: the next it grabs its friend's body with its wings and shakes it around, calling incessantly; After a while, I stomped my feet and was anxious.

It recalls the happy times it used to have with its friends, and two lines of tears welled up unconsciously. At that time, they played and played together carefree every day, and they were inseparable every day, and they were like brothers. Now that you're dead, my friend, my heart is like a pinprick, and I feel an indescribable discomfort.

It hovered over its friend's head as if waiting for a miracle, but his good friend's eyes were always closed.

Finally, he realized that his friend had gone to heaven, and he screamed miserably before reluctantly leaving. As he walked, he looked back from time to time, as if his friends would wake up at any time.

In this heart-touching moment, I unexpectedly received an inspiration from Wano: animals have the same friendship as humans, even deeper than us humans. They also have their own feelings, relatives, and friends. Without these, life has no color!

In the blink of an eye, the door of childhood has slowly closed to me. Recalling the past, there are joys and sorrows, happiness, and vitality......But there is one thing that I remember vividly.

On the afternoon of the week, because there were guests coming in the evening, my mother took me to the farmer's market, which was crowded with people because I still had to buy pens. In desperation, we came to a small vegetable stall on the side of the road to buy vegetables. The stall owner is an old man, and at first glance he knows that he is an authentic old farmer who has suffered a lot of weather.

Mom went up to ask for the price and began to negotiate with him. But the vegetable seller was calculating, and he refused to lower the half-dime. I was impatiently urging my mother next to me, and my mother was also anxious, so she hurriedly weighed the food and paid for it, and left in a hurry.

Who knew that halfway through, my mother found that the key was missing, what should I do? There will be more guests coming later! Thinking of this, my mother had a disappointed expression on her face.

You must have forgotten it in that stall, and if you lose something, who will return it to you, let alone the old man who cares about it. You think you're unlucky! ”

After a fierce ideological struggle, my mother decided to go back and try our luck, so we ran in the direction of the market again.

It was late afternoon when I got there, and there weren't many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw that the old man was still there, his eyes looking around, as if waiting for someone. My mom and I walked up, and the old man recognized us, and he handed the key to her with his calloused hand, and she nodded to him knowingly, and all three of us smiled happily.

Looking at the simple old man in front of me, what else can I say? A sense of guilt arises. I wish the old man a safe life.

The moment of growth.

Those clear and bright youth, those lonely and flying years, those clean and sweet dreams, those tedious and sad years, those silent floating clouds that have been flowing above our heads, those winds that have been with us whistling, those pasts that disappeared at a touch, those yesterdays that disappeared faintly, those that once were, I miss and cherish.

In the summer of 2009, the sun was dazzling. I stood on the empty and silent playground of the schoolyard and looked at the weeds around me. The past time converges into a period of flying and bright youth, slowly flowing through my palm, although I am reluctant, but my heart is warm and satisfied.

As I said goodbye to my junior high school years, I began to feel a nostalgia that I had never felt before. Those warm times in the old and quaint classrooms, those leisure times walking among the seasonal flowers along the way, they have always been silent, but I still clearly remember those ordinary and warm days in my alma mater. Our youth and enthusiasm blooming on our own "stage".

That year with meager memories, the moon flowers bloomed a brilliant season.

But in the blink of an eye, time passed like this. The images that never came back, those chaotic and insipid pictures, came to my mind clearly. I think they are worth remembering.

Standing on the podium in front of the classroom, you can see the sunset slowly disappearing in the twilight, as if you see the teacher's face, see the colorful ** that you read with your peers in the self-study class, and see the path full of strong summer atmosphere; I saw the ...... of fine pieces of sunlight passing through the gaps in the leaves

Everything makes me feel a touch of nostalgia and reluctance. At the end of the summer of 2008, the wind howled, taking away the last shred of summer heat. I stood in the shade of a tree and listened to the flow of time.

Shredded sunlight gently fell into my eyes. Fifteen-year-old me grew up lonely and calm in the wind, standing on campus to see the vastest sky and listen to the quietest rain.

A year passed quietly in the palm of my hand. I looked back and stared at the fragments of the past, the deep memories of the past that wafted with the fragrance of flowers. Then I raised my head and walked firmly forward with my tiny but clear dreams.

Time is like water, and I smile and miss moving forward.

A moment that touched me.

The wind is still blowing, the sky is drizzling, and I am usually playful, but I sit at the desk and stare at the three **, here two old people and a child really touched my heart.

The old man, her hair was scattered and blown by the wind, and she was even more messy, she was thin, and she cried bitterly, his relatives were taken away from their lives, and her world was lonely in the face of **, she was weak, but she fell to the ground and did not give up her relatives, as far as I know, she had to crawl over slowly and weakly, with her hands that had already dried up, slowly and slowly holding away the stone.

The aftershocks continued, but he pushed the stone away with all his might, but a woman in her 30s blocked the old man, who was too dangerous at the time and had to take him away. The old man's tears kept flowing down, and he kept struggling desperately.

I was deeply moved when I saw the tear-jerking side.

Looking at the second **, my heart was a little more steady, because the loveliest people (soldiers) came, they rushed to the ruins, tried their best to save the survivors, and fought all night without fear of difficulties.

It has been four days, a little boy has survived with his strong will, his face is pale and his neck has been twisted into a serious injury, his tattered clothes and hands are covered with dust, but his life is struggling with death, the loveliest people struggle to save him, the behavior of the three-year-old boy when he came out shocked me very much, the behavior of the little boy shocked me: he raised his hand with all his might, made a solemn team salute to the People's Liberation Army, and did not let go for a long time. His actions touched everyone present.

My heart was touched by the little boy's behavior, and he expressed his gratitude in this way when his life was dying. It's only a three-year-old kid!

The brilliance of humanity passes through merciless disasters. In this sad moment, we have not given up on our compatriots, and the people of the whole country have mobilized to lend a helping hand to the people in the disaster area.

In this third **, an old man in ragged clothes came to the fundraising point. Obviously, he was a beggar. Gray hair trembled in the crowd.

He searched all over his body before he found bits and pieces of a hair or two ......I finally found a brand new five-dollar coin, and stuffed it into the donation box tremblingly. Everyone understands his situation, and five yuan is not easy. Unexpectedly, the old man came again in the afternoon, he took out a 100 yuan, and without saying a word, threw it into the box.

It turned out that he felt that the money was too scattered and embarrassed to trouble others, so he went to the bank to exchange the money for a whole 100 yuan, expressing his love again.

My heart was shaken, and in this humble man, who lived by the mercy of others, I saw in him the most touching splendor of human nature. Every time I see it, my heart is steady, there are such Chinese people, what are you afraid of?

**Ruthless people have affection, let's pray for the people in the disaster area together!

Hand in hand, heart to heart, life and death are inseparable. Let people all over the world know that love can pass through everything!

Beautiful moments:

There is no shortage of beauty in the world, all that is missing is the eyes that find it. I love this quote because life is full of beauty. When I was young, I didn't know what real "beauty" was, I thought that beauty was the flowers and plants in the street park; Beauty is a conch on the beach; Beauty is the beautiful scenery along the street......However, it wasn't until that day that I understood the true meaning of "beauty".

It was my 10th birthday, and I didn't pay much attention to classes all day, because my mother said in the morning: "My dad and I will surprise you in the evening." ”

After a long day of classes, the teacher finally announced the end of school. I hurriedly packed up my stationery and went downstairs.

When I got to the second floor, I suddenly heard a "boom", and I saw a dark cloud in the sky, a raindrop the size of beans pouring down, and the trees outside the window were blown by the wind, as if they would fall in the next second.

The cold wind made me shiver, and I thought: It's strange, when the sky was clear just now, why did it suddenly turn into a downpour? It doesn't make sense!

It was raining all of a sudden, and I didn't have any rain protection measures such as an umbrella or raincoat, so I had to sit on a chair on the first floor and wait for the rain to stop before walking home.

But as I waited left and right, the rain did not stop at all, but it became heavier and heavier. I subconsciously looked around and saw that many of my classmates were sent back by their parents, and I looked at the gloomy sky and wondered: Will my parents come to pick me up too?

So I waited in the chair for a long time, but I couldn't see my parents until I was almost paralyzed.

As I was about to despair, a string of familiar footsteps came to my ears. ......It's Mom!

Mom ......I called out to my mother and ran to her, and she picked me up.

In an instant, I felt that the world was so beautiful!

It turns out that true beauty is hidden in people's hearts!