The composition pursues the farther and farther black cloth Changshan Ke anti imitation

Pursue the distant back.

There is such a back, from straight to slightly bent, and then, gradually moving away.

Inscription. There is a person who supports a home, and the upright back in his impression gradually bends at some point; The thick black hair, I don't know when it gradually turned white.

There is a back, hard work, just for a little orange.

There was a chubby figure in a black cloth coat. The platform was so high, he was not afraid, he tried to climb on it with both hands, his feet retracted, and finally, he climbed up to the platform, bringing a little orange. The orange, shimmering, is the care of one person for another.

The back is not so beautiful, not so straight, but so tall.

There is a back, it doesn't matter, just to part less sadly.

Among the people who came and went, there was no trace of that back. By the side of the train, respectively, waving his hand as if he didn't care, he walked out resolutely, and in his back, he trembled slightly. The difference was obviously so sad, but he only waved his hand, just to prevent the sadness from continuing.

It is the thoughtfulness of one person to another. The back, although sad, is resolutely warm.

There is a back, which exists in memory, and the eyes are hazy with tears.

When the letter came, it was a nightmare. That person. It's about to pass away.

Tears filled his eyes, hazy everything in front of him, but he outlined a back. The back is not so beautiful, even a little fat; Not so straight, even a little hunchbacked; But he is so tall that it lives in memory and is engraved in the heart. What kind of back is that, fading away in time.

There is a person's back that touches me, although he is fading away in time, he is eternal in my heart.

That man is the father.

In pursuit of the innocence that is drifting away.

The innocent who is drifting away, when will I be able to catch up with you again?

Inscription. I asked, "What is innocence?" ”

The dictionary explains: "The innocence of children." ”

The poet replied: "Innocence is a clear water, clear to the bottom, so that people can see it at a glance;

Childlike innocence is a bright moon, bright and flawless, making people fall in love at first sight;

Childlike is full of stars, lively and lovely, with naughty eyes;

The child is full of mountain flowers, dazzling, dancing delicately;

I am nostalgic for innocence, and I reminisce about innocence. ”

The child replied, "Innocence is ......."You can play carefree, you can have a lot of companion toys, and a lot of candy ......”

I asked, "What is innocence?" ”

Is it to play some online games around the computer desk every day, burying your childhood in the virtual online world? Or are you doing things that aren't for our age when you're supposed to be carefree?

I don't think that's all, but the innocence in my eyes is actually very simple, that is: do what children should do.

One day, when you see a group of children on the green lawn, or jumping, or laughing, or gathering in groups, pulling a long line in their hands, and at the other end of the line, the children are running and cheering, "The kite is flying!" The kite is flying!

Looking at the kites soaring in the sky, do you feel their innocence, childishness? Does this remind you of your childhood? Will they envy them?

I knew I would.

As we grow older, we gradually become more mature and realistic, and those innocences no longer exist.

Flowing water inevitably passes away, and flowers inevitably wither. I don't know when I have forgotten the joy and naivety of the hour, and time has washed away my innocence and my true self. I can't help but be confused:

Many of your true selves have faded away with the years, in the endless river of life, with the sound of the rolling waves and the crashing waves.

How to pursue the lost innocence?

Life is like this, ignore his existence when you have it, and only know how to cherish it when you lose it.

Lost innocence, what can I do to get you back?

The growth of seedlings is accompanied by sunshine: the growth of eagles is accompanied by clouds; I have always been with you in my growth. In the depths of my memory, I have always had you by my side, for as long as I can remember, remember when I first started learning to walk?

At that time, you held my hand, walked through the green lawn, walked through the colorful garden, walked through the fields where the wheat waves rolled, walked through the snowflakes in the mountains, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, there was always you holding my hand and accompanying me through my ignorant and carefree childhood.

Memories of three years in junior high school.

In the face of setbacks that overthrew me, I was able to stand up; I can solve the same misunderstanding. I saw the old self become the new me.

Once upon a time, the howling east wind was like a resentful curse, but now it is a warm spring breeze blowing on the cheeks; Once upon a time, I was stuck in the quagmire of life, but now I am firmly on the path to the future.

In the past, when I ridiculed and ridiculed others in my schoolwork, I would always compare myself with others everywhere without admitting defeat, but failure again and again made me more and more disappointed in myself, and my harsh criticism and requirements were stacked into an insurmountable mountain. But after a few years of looking back, in fact, there is no need to compare with others, but to see if you have made more progress than before, it is not others but yourself who should conquer, when my eyes always revolve around others, I only see what I lack and not how I should take a step forward, the fortress of self-confidence is not crushed by the ridicule of others, but I demolished myself, now I, and my own race, I was restless to find the way I should go, the original turbulent heart lake has gradually calmed down, Slowly sensitizing my ears and eyes, searching for the subtle drumming of my heart, I no longer follow the footsteps left by others, but turn to appreciate the journey I have walked.

In the past, I was afraid to touch the corner of getting along with people, I was afraid to bear the cold gaze again, I was afraid to be hurt or hurt others again, and when I wanted to touch the unsolvable misunderstanding, my heart hurt so much that I didn't want to face it. But gradually, I found that time does not dilute the traces of harm for me, and the constant self-suppressed emotions become more dangerous when they explode, and the closed door of my heart blocks the care of others. But slowly, I can see my own changes, the original indifferent eyes, I am willing to change with a more sincere heart, the original fear, into the emergence of misunderstandings, suddenly, I found that tears can also become a clear spring of washing life, smile can also be a rainbow in a gloomy rainy day.

If I were a river, I would try to flood every inch of land I passed; If I were an asteroid in the sky, I would like to find the coordinates of my life and shape my height and brightness! Looking back on the three years of junior high school, the gears of time make me see farther and wider, the tempering of setbacks makes me firm that I will spread my wings in the sky, when I am willing to move forward, my future will be walked out by me.

Time, like the treasures we pick, is shattered and cannot be restored. Time is like a "pawn" on chess. gone, never looking back, it has no reason to look back.

Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, and for me, it's as fast as a minute, so precious.

Yesterday's years have long been confiscated in the desert, and they can no longer be found, if you want to find them, wait for the next life!

Oh time! Why can't you get to the stream? The good memories are drowned out by you, the happy moments are taken away by you, the wrinkles on the faces of your parents are a little added, why can't you rejuvenate them?

Time, you just go slowly! I'm after you!

Let's plug in the wings of ideals, pursue time, and move towards a better tomorrow!