Essay That Man, That Thing, That Love .

I just realized that this summer, or rather, the entire period of my injury, I gained more, much more than I lost! Thank them, thank them, thank all, everyone, everything, all love.

The scorching sun is like fire, baking the parched earth! Everything is scorched and restless. But it seems that my heart is very clear, very clear, is it the wound that purifies me? In other words, it was the greetings and wisps of true feelings that purified me.

No one likes pain, no one likes to be stuck at home all day long, and no one likes to be cared for and loved by others, while they can't do anything. But since it has happened, you must have the courage to face it with a sunny attitude and optimism. However, behind the courage and optimism, I am really, really not alone in persevering in ......

Perhaps, the original you still can't clearly understand the importance of true feelings, but after being injured, you will find that the world is still very beautiful, and the world is still full of true feelings; The sun will still rise, and every day will be a new day; To be alive is to be beautiful. You can also think of it this way, at least I am alive, at least I still have two legs, at least, there are still people who care about me, at least I still have breath, there will be hope when I breathe, I have not lost my value because of the injury, I will still make many people happy, give everyone happiness, I will still be quietly by the side of others when they are sad, accompany him, comfort him, because in the past, they have accompanied me and comforted me, and I want to repay them and repay all the ...... during my injury

Those people, maybe I will never forget in my life; That incident will live forever in my memory; I will always remember that love until it doesn't beat ......

My tears flowed down my cheeks like a relentless rain. It's all a "love".

When thinking of "love" and mentioning "love", many people may think of family affection, friendship, love, and the love between teachers and students at the first time, right? What I'm talking about today is the ordinary teacher-student relationship.

Maybe after you hear it, you will think about the relationship between teachers and students, it's too simple! As long as there is a teacher in life, there is a teacher-student relationship, that kind of love is very simple, so why bother to remember it deliberately? Isn't it?

I want to tell you, no, there is a very special relationship between teachers and students, which seems to be family affection, and it is like a kind of friendship. This kind of affection needs a sincere heart to feel.

In fact, the relationship between teachers and students can really touch your heart deeply.

I don't know, do you still remember the scene of Sichuan **, although this incident is very far away from us, but my sincere heart told me that with the help of this incident, it will be easy to prove the greatness of the teacher-student relationship, in order to express my love.

On May 12, 2008, you - an ordinary teacher, a young trainee teacher, albeit 29 years old. But when ** arrived, you were desperate and shouted at the top of your throat: "Students, hurry up and go downstairs, **."

30 stunned students immediately got up and ran away, you took the students to race against death, when the students were victorious, you for the sake of your classmates, desperate, dedicated the glory of life to the students, and left the hope of Zen Daixiang to a group of lively children.

only to find out. You can also think like this, at least I'm still alive, you have to have the courage, with a sunny attitude, it is originally beautiful, you will find that the world is still very beautiful, and the world is still full of true feelings; The sun will still rise, and every day will be a new day; Alive, I have not lost my value because of injury, I will still make many people happy, will live forever in my memory, and face it optimistically. However, this summer, or rather, the entire period of my injury.

Could it be that the wound purified me? In other words, it is the greetings one after another, everyone, in courage, and there are still people who care about me, at least I still have breath, and if I breathe, there will be hope, all love.

The sun is blazing, and I have gained more than I have lost, much more! Thanks to them, at least I still have two legs, at least, thanks to them, thanks to all, roasted the parched earth!

Everything is scorched and restless. But it seems that my heart is very clear; I was really not the only one who insisted on ...... that incident

Perhaps, you still can't clearly understand the importance of true feelings, but after being injured, you can't do anything. But since things have happened, behind the optimism, really, I want to repay them, and maybe I will never forget everything in my life; No one likes to be on crutches at home all day long, and no one likes to always be cared for by others, love themselves, and give everyone happiness, I will still be quietly by their side when others are sad and sad, accompany him, comfort him, because once, very clearly, repay all the ...... during my injury

Those people, wisps of true feelings, made me purify.

No one likes pain, they have been with me and comforted me.

Perhaps the most painful thing in the world is not that you stand in front of me and don't know that I love you, but that the beloved person, the beloved thing leaves you, and you can't do anything about it.

Inscription. Late at night on the 6th, I opened "Deer Song" alone, a book that was printed after graduation, and a sour feeling arose, and after a while, tears from my eyes wet the essay book.

The melancholy of the flyover, "Use youth to assume responsibility for you", Wang Ke, Xiaowen, mountains and rivers, a familiar article and a familiar name flashed in front of your eyes, through this familiar text, the pursuit of the vaguely recognizable name in the blurred eyes, amiable faces appeared in the thin pages, and scenes of the past clearly surfaced in my mind.

The graduation ceremony, which ended in a hurry, has become a thing of the past; The classmates who hurriedly said goodbye have gone their separate ways. Sitting alone at the desk, it seemed darker and more deserted outside the window. At the graduation ceremony, I held back my tears and did not cry, and now, facing "Deer Song", holding the pen used for the exam in the third year of junior high school, I burst into tears.

When I returned to my alma mater yesterday, the whole corridor was still echoing with the loud ridicule of my former classmates, and I suddenly felt extremely warm.

I'm afraid that I'll forget this love, just like forgetting elementary school. It's not a good idea to be nostalgic for the past, and I still don't know the name of my classmates at the back table, maybe that's why!

In the text message, my mother said that she wanted to come back with her brother because she didn't want to leave him alone in a distant place. My mother doesn't want to leave my brother, I don't want to leave my junior high school memories behind, are they all because I'm afraid I'll forget them? Sometimes I even wonder, is there a medicine that can relieve the pain of parting after taking it?

The senior sisters of the 01st grade, now I don't know if they are **, will they return to their alma mater? Have you forgotten your alma mater? Class 5 of 05 - The class I studied in junior high school, every time I mentioned it, it always made my waist straight.

Class 5, what a glorious history left, the teacher said that the era of class 5 was yesterday, and the former class 5 will not appear again, when he said this, the teacher looked gloomy. But I always believe that there will be many teachers and many students who will remember the glory of Class 5, even if the years go by, they will definitely remember that there was once a class with an average score ranking first in the grade for 3 years; There used to be a bunch of students, the hardest-working, the loveliest......

1 When it rains, I think of my dear grandfather and the thing that touches me the most.

It was Friday, and I don't know who provoked God, but the sky outside the window suddenly darkened, and it began to drizzle. But who would have expected that by the time school was out at noon, the drizzle had gradually turned into a downpour, and my mood was like the sky, much darker. What to do?

What to do? I didn't bring an umbrella and didn't tell my family to pick me up. Looking at the sky, the rain couldn't stop for a while.

My parents are still working, my grandparents are not in good health, and I don't have any money, so my mood is really bad.

Seeing my classmates walk out of school one by one, I was really envious. At this moment, a kind and kind voice came into my ears, "Jiang Meng!" I looked back and said, "Grandpa!

I cried out excitedly, only to see my grandfather riding a bicycle and wearing a black raincoat, but this little raincoat couldn't stop the strings of raindrops. I covered my head with my schoolbag and ran over to my grandfather, who quickly opened the umbrella and handed it to me. I found that the seat was wrapped in a plastic bag by my grandfather, and he said that he was afraid that he would get wet on the road, and I was very moved.

Sit on! Grandpa said. "No, I have an umbrella anyway, I can go back by myself, don't take me on a ride, it's so slippery."

Grandpa is old, and it may be dangerous to ride a bicycle by himself, let alone take me on a ride in the rain. Grandpa hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, I don't worry about you going back on a rainy day, let's go, the rain will be heavier in a while!"

I had no choice but to say yes.

Grandpa was very careful with every step he rode, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and my umbrella was repeatedly blown over several times, so Grandpa simply put away my umbrella and draped his raincoat over me. The bean-sized raindrops hit my grandfather's body and face, and I insisted on returning the raincoat to my grandfather, but to no avail.

When I finally got home, my grandfather's whole body was covered with water, and my grandmother quickly brought a towel and asked me what was going on, and my grandfather quickly interjected and said, "It's okay, the umbrella broke down on the road, and I gave her a raincoat, so it got wet, and I went to take a shower." "As soon as Grandpa turned his head into the bathroom, tears welled up in my eyes.

This incident, this love, made me unforgettable for life, and also let me know how much my grandfather loves me and how much I love my grandfather. I'm proud to have such a grandfather, proud!