Urgent for an essay, when I met , 5 600 words, urgent.

Wow, by your kid, there is a Sujiao version of the sixth final test paper essay

Some memories, dare not recall. I don't dare to recall the bright smile like a flower, I dare not recall the warm picture that once flowed, and I dare not recall the days when I had you, for fear that if I think of it, the pain in my heart will spread overwhelmingly.

Some memories that I dare not forget. I dare not forget the colorful balloons and soft marshmallows sold in front of the school gate, I dare not forget the arrogant basketball smashed on my head in physical education class, and I dare not forget the shadow of the sunset jumping upstairs, for fear of forgetting, and the last sporadic beauty has also been dispersed and disappeared.

In fact, everyone has had such emotional experiences and thoughts in the process of growing up. How do you spend those days related to youth and growth?

Requirements: Self-determined intentions and self-proposed topics. Except for poetry, there is no restriction on genres. No less than words. No plagiarism. Meet.

Some memories that I can't bear to touch; Some old people don't want to mention it; Some of the past events that cannot be forgotten. Every year, the four seasons reincarnate. If you miss the spring breeze, the summer rain, and the autumn leaves, then you will definitely encounter snow.

That year, my brother was six years old and eleven years old. One night, my brother and I were already asleep, the moon was bright outside the window, and everything in nature slept quietly in the silhouette of the moonlight, quiet and beautiful, without the slightest trace of impending showers. But nature is often beyond anyone's imagination.

The rumbling thunder is like the twilight of the evening sky, making people feel desperate and depressed. So I wrapped myself in the quilt and cried, and then my brother suddenly sat up and watched one lightning flash and another lightning bolt followed, and he lost his expression for a while, and sat there with a dull face. Outside the window, the wind and rain didn't seem to slow down in the slightest, and the tree was still leaning more and more.

The wind was blowing outside the window, and the pain that pierced the body was indeed so real. As if he understood something, my brother led me to the corner of the cabinet and the wall, as if he thought that lightning would take away people who had not been hidden in time. And he himself, standing in front of me with his legs spread apart, stretched out his arms without hesitation.

Such images are permanently frozen, framed with transparent glass and hung on the walls of my mind, forever bright. I named it "Arms, Wings" for others to admire and remember. A boy, so small, wearing pajamas one size larger than his body, did not hesitate to open his arms in front of him on a night of thunder and lightning.

Behind him was a smaller girl, with two lines of tears on her face but her head held high, staring at the boy in front of him, motionless. In the eyes of many people, it is only natural for an older brother to protect his sister. But I always stubbornly thought that I would do everything in my life to protect my brother, at all costs.

Be duty-bound not to turn back. Now I often bury my feelings in my heart, and I think that should be growth. Brother, I'll do my best. Carrying my dreams and yours, will do so even if it gets heavier.

Answer: I met my English teacher, his English name is "Tim", he is a humorous and serious teacher, he has long black hair, a thin person, and looks like a "laughing star". Our English class students love "Tim". His lectures in class are very exciting, and his classmates love to listen.

Teacher Tim let us play games in class, let us learn by playing, and play while learning. At first, I couldn't remember the words well, but the "Chinese memorization" taught by Mr. Tim in class made my vocabulary bigger and made me enjoy learning English more. Every word he says in class makes us laugh.

Although Mr. Tim was very humorous and funny when he played with me, he was very strict when he talked about the class. Once, Mr. Tim was talking about a test paper, and because one of them did not bring the test paper, Mr. Tim asked him to copy the test paper. Mr. Tim has always rewarded and punished his students, whether they answered the questions correctly or raised their hands to speak in class, he would praise them in time.

Once, in class, I left my English book in class and got up to get it. As soon as I walked into the classroom, I saw Mr. Tim silently changing a thick stack of homework by himself, it turned out that Mr. Tim was so hard! I took the book, didn't dare to disturb the teacher, and hurried home.

Not only is Tim's lectures wonderful, but he also loves to be born. There is a classmate, because he didn't bring his homework, and his grades are not very good, Mr. Tim often encourages him, as soon as he improves, Mr. Tim praises him in public, and after a long time, his English level has naturally improved a lot compared to the original. If one of the students in the class does not know how to read the text, Mr. Tim will also teach him to practice again and again until he can read it.

When we passed the text, Mr. Tim would also teach us to read the book meticulously, and until all the students had passed the test, he would not be relieved and never let a single student be left behind. Mr. Tim is like a hard gardener, we are like a little sapling, he uses the fertilizer of English knowledge to water us and let us thrive.

How about you take a look at this?

I met you.

On the way to growing up, I met countless people who cared for me, including teachers, who not only gave me step-by-step teachings, let me learn a lot of knowledge, but also let me understand a lot of principles of life. One of the things I remember the most is my homeroom teacher, Mr. Yi.

I remember one time, you were sick, and in order not to delay our learning progress, you took sick to class. Although you look a little haggard in class, you not only stick to the whole class, but you can still make the class sound and colorful, and make us feel that your class is full of fun. Another time, you had a bad voice and could only speak very quietly, and other teachers would ask for leave when they encountered this situation, but you were different, you insisted on going to class with a megaphone, and never let us miss a class.

I was touched by your perseverance and the spirit of going to class while sick, and it was you who taught me to persevere.

Once, when I was sick, my parents advised me to take a day off at home, but I thought of you, and it was because of your spirit that I wanted to do the same to you, so I gave up resting at home and resolutely went to school.

You also taught me what fairness and justice are, and it was because of your fairness and justice that I became the head of the language group of the class. You advocate that the class leaders of the class are elected by their classmates. In a job election, you let everyone participate in the election in front of the whole class, first the squadron committee, class representatives, squad leaders, team leaders, each position is selected by each of our students, we recognize, every link is fair and just.

When I was running for the leadership of the group, the students of my group voted by a show of hands and unanimously agreed that I was elected as the leader of the language group, I am very happy and I am very willing to serve everyone. It was you who gave me a chance to be a team leader and a chance to serve everyone.

Thank you, Mr. Yi, your words are like my mother's teaching, your example is like my father's guidance, and your smile is like the sunshine that warms me. Meeting you on the road to growth makes my growth road more exciting!

The most beautiful scene of my life is meeting you.

Once, whether it was Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, or.

Romeo and Juliet, I think their encounter is beautiful. It wasn't until the moment I met you that I realized that their encounter was nothing.

The world became so beautiful in this moment, but time froze in an instant. I'm just an ordinary teenager living an ordinary life in an ordinary world. Just because I met you, everything began to become extraordinary.

The world that was once gray and white in my eyes began to be colored in the sky; The monotonous and boring life begins to be full of fun and anticipation; As an ordinary me, I began to change myself. Since I met you, I have never closed my eyes, afraid of missing the next encounter; I never stopped searching, afraid of forgetting that moment of twilight looking back. I began to wait and be confused at the place where I first met.

Everyone needs a compass because we tend to get lost on the road we walk. And you are my compass, guiding me in the direction and no longer confused. The passing of words around the corner became a turning point in my life.

Because my world started to be beautiful from there. And it is precisely because this world carries the beauty of your eyes that it becomes beautiful. The mood at the moment I met you was like a fireworks extravaganza, unlistening, blooming beautiful at the end of the sky.

Although fireworks only go off for a second, they are gorgeous; The years will only change, but there is no end.

Even if it is an end of the world in the next second, I want you and me to extend and bloom the moment when we meet in this second.

Even if you meet each other, you don't regret the encounter. Past, present, and future. If there is a day when I lose my memory after separation, I also beg God to preserve the moment when each of us meets. Because I don't want to lose the beauty of the moment we met.

In the scene where the melodious flute passes through the butterflies and flowers, Liu Che and Gillian meet. At that moment, it was like countless flying flowers rising up, and a trace of ripples flashed in the girl's clear eyes. I like this kind of scene, it is so beautiful, innocent, not mixed with a little distraction, it is a unique beauty.

This kind of beauty can only be reserved for encounters. Wang Xianzhi's encounter with his concubine Peach Leaf is mixed with such beauty, and the "Peach Leaf Crossing" that has been recited through the ages seems to record such a beautiful story, "Peach leaves are peach leaves, peach leaves are peach roots......"The spring shines infinitely, and I am alone with my feelings. Wang Xianzhi and Taoye's words reveal their gratitude and aftertaste for the moment of encounter.