Thank you, run for me 600 words essay must be fast!!

Life is like a race car, and our parents are the engines full of energy, cheering us on the field.

Before the final exam of the second year of junior high school, I hid alone in my room, gnawing on bricks with relish. Father walked in suddenly. I found that I was looking at **, and immediately tore off the kindness on my face and pasted it with an angry look:

Check it out! It's almost the final exam, and I'm still watching**! Can you tell a kiritomi tall?

Don't go and review your homework yet! As he spoke, he violently snatched the book from my hand, grabbed the sides of the book with both hands, and his eyes were full of murder. Seeing that the book was about to be shattered, I exclaimed:

Father! No! Can't I go to read a book?

Please, don't tear the book. Perhaps my father had never heard me cry so lowly, and he was stunned for a moment, and the murderous aura in his eyes receded like a tide, and he seemed to understand my thoughts, sighed, put the book aside, and said to me, "Why don't you hurry up and get the book!"

I lowered my head, reluctantly looked at this ** in my heart, and slowly went to get the schoolbag. My father's anger had not yet subsided, and he saw me so slowly. The fire is attacking again:

Hurry up! Don't be delusional! I hurriedly took out the book, staring straight at the book, but the plot of the book was still echoing in my heart.

Smack", a thunderclap sounded in my ears. When I looked up, I found my father's iron blue face, twitching corners of his mouth, and trembling right hand. "Ahh

After a while, my father walked into my study again. Just with an extra book in my hand, my father pulled a chair, put it next to me, and read it. Somehow, my nose was sore.

My father's education is not high, and he doesn't like to read like me, and his hands, because of the long-term repair of the car, have become thick, clumsy and big. Watching him hold a book, looking here for a while, turning to another page for the next time, was funny and uncomfortable. I picked up the book and read it seriously, not daring to think about anything else.

In this way, we watched for more than an hour. My father was probably tired, so he went back to his room. I saw my father gone, and I wanted to reach out and get the **.

But the outstretched hand still unconsciously retracted, forget it, let's see it after the next exam. The mind is back to schoolwork.

Over the next few days, my father continued to accompany me in reviewing my homework until the end of my final exams.

After the final exams, I have made great progress in all my subjects. The teacher praised me a lot. At that moment, my heart swelled up not with pride, but with gratitude, if it weren't for my father's hard work in the past ten days, would I have been able to achieve such a result?

Thank you Dad for giving me motivation in my life and making my journey smoother.

Thank you for running for me.

Whether in the high jump or the long jump, we all need to run, and only by relying on the run-up can we fly higher and ...... farther

Inscription Students, have you skipped far? Or have you ever seen a long jump? If you've experienced or witnessed it, you know how important it is to run before the high jump or long jump! In fact, in life and study, we all need to run.

I was ruthlessly sent by my parents to my second aunt's house in Chongqing since I was a child. When I first arrived in Chongqing, I had to go to the hospital often for intravenous drips because of the lack of adaptation to the water and soil, and I was frail and sick.

But there was one person, and she changed me.

At that time, there was always one person busy around me, and she was my second aunt. She prepares three rich meals for me every day and helps me with everything.

I remember one time, I was so depressed because of my illness that I smashed all my dishes and bowls on the floor. After you knew it, instead of getting angry, you calmly persuaded me and encouraged me. Because of your tolerance and love, it has become the driving force for me to keep sprinting forward.

As a result, after a while, my physical condition gradually became healthy.

My temper has been very stubborn and timid since I was a child, and it was time for me to study, but I refused to go to school, and even my grandparents couldn't do anything about me. You are the only one who never oppresses me, but tells me some interesting stories on campus every day, enlightens me and persuades me, which arouses my yearning for campus study and life, and finally I step into the door of the school.

My grades were poor, and instead of scolding me harshly like other children's parents, you kept encouraging me.

Now I am very healthy, love to learn, and have good grades. Second aunt, thank you for giving me the motivation to keep moving forward and make me who I am today.

Second aunt, thank you for helping me run on the track of life and allowing me to achieve better results in every race in my life.

Landlord, what's your problem! I can't even read it!

Hand in hand I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Actually, I should have told you a long time ago, but every time I got to my throat, I was unconsciously stuck. His face was always flushed red, and his thoughts struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally he walked away mercilessly.

I know I did something wrong before, and today I'm stuck in a contradiction again. The wind blows in the twilight, and you are struggling to hold on to the wall with your left hand. You carry a heavy backpack on your left arm, beads of sweat pouring out of your head.

It makes people feel distressed to watch, but you don't say a word. I remember hearing your mother say that you have suffered from polio since you were a child, so walking and running are very difficult things, and I also know that you are a very strong girl, and you never let your parents send you to and from school. Think about the steep slope on the way to and from school, normal people are struggling, and what a challenge it is for a person with a disability like you!

Today, I saw you stop in the middle of the road, unable to move, but I didn't reach out to you to help you, but just watched you silently behind you. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled all over the West Mountain, and the surrounding classmates gradually increased. "Isn't that girl?

Yes, it's her, polio, poor ah......"I dare not look at your face, because it could be a ...... of shame and resentmentof the face. But I couldn't help but look at your back, and in the faint twilight, I saw that there was no shame, no resentment, only two big crystal eyes, which could be seen from your eyes, a kind of expectation. The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the students are gradually moving away.

In the twilight, your big pure eyes still flicker. Suddenly, your gentle body is blown down by the wind. My heart thumped and I felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

So I mustered up the courage to quickly step forward and help you up, holding your hand and holding your backpack in the other. "Thank you! "Your big eyes are full of gratitude.

I'm sorry. I said word for word. "Why?

You're at a loss. "Although I followed for a long time, I always hesitated. I've been hesitant to ......do this beforeI'm really sorry I can't help you.

Really? You smiled happily. The voice swept across the sky and ...... far, far away

Warmth is a guiding light in the dark night, allowing the disoriented to walk towards the light; Warmth is a fire in the snow, making people feel the heat in their faces; Warmth is a rare drop of water in the desert that sweetens the mouth of a dry mouth.

When winter comes, snowflakes are flying in the sky, spreading a thick quilt on the earth. I walked down the street, feeling very cold, and from time to time I covered my mouth with my hand to warm up.

By accident, I noticed a few leaflets and other pieces of paper pasted on a smooth wall opposite, and an old cleaner who looked to be forty or fifty years old had brushed the paper with a water-soaked brush, and then carefully tore it with his hands.

Although she was on the other side, she could clearly see that her hands were red from the cold, and the red was like fire.

After carefully clearing several pieces of advertising paper, she continued to walk to another. However, I saw that her right hand was raised, but it stopped in the air, as if frozen. Seeing her move closer to the wall, she shook her head slightly and left.

What's going on? Why didn't she know her? Is she lazy? A series of questions ran through my mind.

I was about to take a look, but I saw a skinny female cleaner approaching the paper. I thought she would clear the paper, but she did exactly the same thing as the old cleaner: she raised her right hand, froze in the air, shook her head slightly, and turned away.

When I saw it, I was even more confused, so I made up my mind to take a look.

Cross the street and come to the wall. What catches your eye is a 'missing person notice'It reads: Zhao Jie, 16 years old, male ......

The suspicion was relieved, and I understood everything in an instant. At this time, a warm current came to my heart, and the snowflakes were still flying like goose feathers, and I no longer felt cold, but felt exceptionally warm.

Winters are cold. But he also makes people feel warm, just like the two cleaners, the deep warmth in this world comes from the burning heart. It is this 'sacred' fire that ignites the petal of incense in my heart.

I think it's warm enough to haunt me for the rest of my life.

Your love is on my journey in June.

Inscription. A few remnant flowers brushed across the forehead, a few fallen leaves flew in the wind, and your love was sprinkled on my three-year journey in the autumn of that year.

In the first mock test of the first year of junior high school, I finally stood out and won the first crown in the class. I was overjoyed to tell you about it, but you just said to me lightly: "There is still a long way to go, don't be proud, keep trying."

I bowed my head in a little frustration, but looking through the mirror on the wall, I was delighted to see that you had a smile on your lips as soon as you turned around.

In the second monthly exam of the second year of junior high school, due to the teacher's negligence, I was reduced by 10 points, resulting in me becoming the third in the class. I gritted my teeth in anger and changed the "3" on the report card to "2". You know it and say it to me very contemptuously

Why are you so ungraceful? I blushed and was speechless.

In the third stop, I actually retreated to third place, and tears fell silently. You didn't say anything more, just handed me the tissue.

Although the fourth station was only the fourth in the class this time, it was the nineteenth in the class. I cried tears of joy. But the sky is not as good as it should be.

Mom and Dad did not attend the parent-teacher meeting because they were too busy on the day of the parent-teacher conference. My heart was empty, and I suddenly felt that the results didn't mean much. After you know, through **, very angry said to me:

Why didn't you tell me sooner? Otherwise, I will definitely go back to accompany you to the parent-teacher conference! At that moment, my nose was sour, and hot tears fell like that.

Stop 5 My heart fluttered when I heard that I was number five. "How so? "I look at you helplessly, my mind is blank, and my whole body is weak. At this time, your powerful palm patted me on the shoulder, "It's okay, there's still a chance." ”

At the sixth stop, I was shocked when I got the test paper, and it turned out that it was really the teacher who corrected the mistake and helped me calculate the extra eleven points. I was at a loss for what to do, my mind was in a mess, and there was a hint of hesitation. If I don't change it for the teacher, I will definitely be in the top 30 of the whole class this time, and if I change it for the teacher, I will be nothing.

Because that's not you. ”

The sky on the day of the seventh station was dim and dark and heavy. Pressed on my body, pressed on my heart. On the expressionless face, two lines of hot tears flowed down his cheeks and into his heart.

Your tone is so light, as if it were a little heavier, my whole world would collapse. "It's okay, save your smile for last. "You put your hand on my shoulder, leaned on me, pressed against my face, and carried me across the abyss of pain.

Spring goes to autumn, flowers fall and bloom. Your little by little love has already sprouted and taken root in my three-year journey. Your little by little love has already blossomed at the fork in the road at each station and borne fruit.

I'll never forget the year you said to me before you got in the car, "June, I'm waiting for your good news." At that moment, emotion and gratitude were intertwined, warmth and family affection coexisted, and my tears were like rain.

Watching your car disappear from my sight, I looked at the June stop and silently thought in my heart

Sister, thank you for running for me.

I'm in a hurry to write this essay too

If the teacher is compared to a gardener, then the father and mother are the rain and sunshine, my growth is inseparable from the gardener's hard cultivation, but also inseparable from the rain and sunshine of the moisturizing radiation, from the time I fell to the ground, it is my parents all the time.

Be there for me.

Give me meticulous talk about the care of the rubber with me to grow up healthy and happy, and when I was studying, it was the teachers who accompanied me, who taught me how to be a pillar of talent, and everyone around me who cared for me, they will become an indispensable part of my life.

If life is compared to a long-distance run, then they are the ones who help me run, and with their help, I believe I will run faster and farther!

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