Emotional essay about the bridge, have real feelings, and plagiarism is prohibited! Submit by Novemb

The bridge in my hometown is the bridge of my dreams.

When I was a child, there was a curved stone arch bridge over the river in my hometown, and the bricks and tiles on it showed a natural texture, crisscrossing and exuding a simple charm.

On the bridge, two rows of willow trees look like beautiful maidens looking in the water with their long hair hanging down. At night, I often squatted under the tree, with the moonlight above my head, accompanied by the symphony of crickets, humming a beautiful melody ......

Under the bridge, some fishermen are waving pennies and casting fishing nets in the water, and the rough fishing songs indicate that they have a good harvest.

On both sides of the bridge live a village of inhabitants, who live in simple and low adobe houses, share the same customs, unite and help each other, and their hearts are closely connected by this bridge.

Now, the bridge has undergone earth-shaking changes, the bridge has become wider, the cement on it shows a bit of fantastic color in the sunlight, and the beautiful bridge railing is reflected in the water, the natural and simple have long disappeared, replaced by majestic and spectacular.

The willows on the bridge are long gone, and the tall street lamps stand on the bridge, bringing endless light to the dark night, and they are like a row of giants guarding the safety of passers-by on the bridge.

The fisherman under the bridge has long been turned into a plucked steamer, "tuk-tuo-tuk" sailing by, stirring up waves, as if to wash away the lead of the old era, with the advance of the steamer, into a new era.

The earthen walls on both sides of the bridge have long since disappeared, and have become the towering and rows of high-rise buildings, and the crystal glass curtain wall shines in the sunlight. However, the residents on both sides of the strait have not forgotten the agreement of the bridge, and they are still united and mutually beneficial, and their hearts are connected.

The bridge of my hometown is constantly refreshing its coat with the changes of the times, but its soul is indelible in my heart, blooming with a charming style.

Ah, the bridge of my hometown, the bridge of my dreams!

I won't tell you about the heart bridge! The wayward child snapped at the door. The parents who left the grievances said insincerely: "I will never take care of you anymore".

As the door closes, you see a crack between you and the people closest to you. You reach out in horror, only to find that he has no idea how difficult it will be. You want to say something, but you see the hesitant and incomprehensible eyes of your parents.

So, you can only watch the cracks between the two generations, with regret and helplessness.

It's not easy to completely close the generation gap, but many times, it's not so visible that you can ignore its existence.

The generation gap is a matter between two generations. The passage of time will always take away something, accumulate something, and produce something. There is a conceptual gap between what is taken away and what is newly created. We call it the "generation gap".

Is it really insurmountable?

At one time, the call to "long live understanding" attracted the attention of two generations, but "understanding" does not seem to be as easy as it sounds.

You feel like your parents have tied your wings and prevented you from flying freely. At the same time, your parents are becoming more and more incomprehensible to you. They don't understand why you listen to these songs all day long, why you just give your pocket money and jump out.

When you were calm, you also tried to communicate calmly with your parents and resolve the confrontation between you with understanding. The result was louder arguments and more complete disappointment.

However, in family affection, "right and wrong" is not the standard for judging, not everything has to be right and wrong, just standing from different angles to see different sides. Don't be stubborn about proving that you are right, maybe you are not wrong, but parents may be right as well.

Relationships are two-way, it's parents and children. Self-reflection is the most basic step. Don't always put yourself in the position of a victim, if we learn to understand, we will find that things are not as bad as we think.

Communication is a gradual process, and in some cases, there is more understanding, more space, and more reference. The generation gap is just a ladder left by the changes of the times, not a gap that hurts family affection.

Life is continuous, not cumulative. Everyone has their own chase for a distant reality. Parents finally understand this truth, and the key lies in the way of communication.

Didactic tone is a big no-no, and both parents and children need to feel respected and trusted, and it depends on how you do it in the right way.

The generation gap may not be completely eliminated, but because of love and communication, there will eventually be understanding.

Let's work together to build a bridge of hearts and minds to get closer to each other.

When we land, our fate is predestined, and our parents are our closest people, eternal and unchanging.

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Home Crystal Angel Wings.

Home is a place where people live, and people just think so. "A dwelling" – that's the dictionary definition. This explanation disappoints me, very current, this explanation does not understand in a deep sense, is a home, is it just a house, a residence?

In my opinion, it's not just that.

What is "home"? Home is a happy place, full of the smell of family affection. Home is a place where you can feel incredibly warm, no matter how cold it is outside. Home is a place where someone lets you rely on when you are tired, someone listens to you when you cry, and someone shares sweetness with you.

I don't believe that anyone will not love home, nor do I believe that some "prodigal sons" will miss their home and family when they wander outside. Home may be a place you can't forget! Home always has that inexplicable attraction.

The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own 'kennels'. That's right, not at all! Even if you live in a ** suite in a five-star hotel, it is not as comfortable as living at home.

And a hotel may really be just a place to live, as the dictionary says. That's all!

For us, home is a kind of spiritual sustenance. No matter how humble the house is, as long as it is a home, as long as there is that love, it is more luxurious and comfortable than anywhere else.

Some big bosses and entrepreneurs with a lot of money, they own mansions, cars, money, power, and power. People are always envious of them. They can say everything.

However, these people often forget their "home" because they are busy with their careers. Taking care of the family, maybe they think they will lose their family property. Maybe they have too much, so they are reluctant to give up what they already have.

Of course, it only refers to the material things they have). Perhaps when they returned to their mansion, they were faced with just cold walls. They are lonely, they are lonely.

Although on the surface, they are used all over the world! They are so dazzling! But they lost their real "home".

Ordinary people are just blindly envious of the money they have and the status they have. And ordinary people may not think that they have an enviable "home".

We don't have wealth, but we do have happiness! Let's be satisfied in small happiness, let's cherish our "home"!