Urgently need some essays, one or two hundred words, thank you

One. Home alone.

Idle and hang out online.

Although there are a lot of people on QQ.

It's either something or it's a game.

Everyone has their own business.

I'm the only one who is idle.

A trace of sadness suddenly flooded my heart.

Why everyone has their own business.

I'm the only one who is idle.

As if I didn't belong in this world.

Like an abandoned baby.

Nowhere to stay two.

I stayed up late last night to catch up on my homework.

I finally finished my homework at half past four in the morning.

Look out the window, it's pitch black.

Just a little bit of light.

The cleaners are already working.

With a little drowsiness.

I slept and woke up in the morning.

When I looked at the watch, it was half past ten.

Although I still want to lie in bed a little.

I don't want to spend time sleeping, though.

I got up and got on QQ

I found that many people were not there.

I can't help but be a little disappointed.

But I thought that the homework was finished.

It's time to play.

Happy again.

It feels good to have no homework.

Three. After eating.

Lie down in front of the computer.

Never so tired.

Put your hand on the keyboard and lift it lazily.

Listen to Jiaqi's "Empty Room".

I love it.

Quietly a little sad.

The whole body is relaxed.

It seems to be the first time since I started junior high school that I relaxed.

All tiredness was released.

Leaves fell in front of me.

You've gone too far to see your back.

I should also go back in circles to the starting point.

Can we see you again.

Love keeps us on that day.

Understand each other's wishes.

The heart flies like a butterfly over the top of a mountain.

I can't get back to my original self.

It's sad to look at the empty room.

The songs sung in the past are still beautiful.

And the original agreement.

Scenes are approaching.

After taking a deep breath, it is still .

It's hard to forget that these were written during the summer vacation and at the beginning of the school year, so I don't know if it's useful.

We also write every day, and I can't take it anymore.

Take the test for reference and provide inspiration.

It seems that every autumn comes, it suddenly becomes sensitive. Especially this year, such a sudden autumn mood. I was caught off guard by a lot of feelings.

The class teacher's class also dares to wander, at a time like the third year of high school. I'm really up.

The cart walks through the evening playground. Those people and things, like film playback. Obviously, the wind that is a little cool in early autumn blows on the body, but it always feels chilly...

A strong sense of loneliness and alienation. As bleak as falling wood... It's all trivial plots, but it's enough for thoughts to wander.

The chill hurts. But it can't be stopped. Because it's real.

The lights are on. Headwinds. On the way home on the bike. The cold wind is blowing fiercely... The bone-chilling coldness spreads all over the body. . . It's been all the time, cold to the bottom of people's hearts... It's a trembling feeling.

It's not warm to cover the cold. Maybe. It's only from the bottom of my heart.

All of a sudden, the feeling came up. It turned out to be familiar. The unsuspecting remembered last year's day.

Something as sudden as autumn ... Time really blinked. It's been a year.

I can't remember a lot of details. Unexpectedly, only the feelings in my heart were remembered intact. So much so that just the same sudden coolness can be evoked, so much so that as soon as it is aroused, I recognize it.

Actually, I was quite happy at that time. At least, happier than it is now.

Maybe sometimes, there is no reason to like it, but in fact, it is immature.

That. Let's leave it at that.

It doesn't matter if you're on your own. It's better to self-extinguish.