Fragment of the sixth question essay, thank you

The station is a stage where parting and reunion are constantly staged. The protagonists of this parting and reunion are always changing, but what remains the same is that this is the same platform.

The protagonist of the play is changing, and one day, I will become the protagonist of this play. A cold spring day, a season full of joy and vitality, and at the same time, in my eyes, another season of frustration. One day, my parents got up early in the morning and were busy packing things.

I was still in the transition zone between dreams and reality, and suddenly I vaguely heard a sob. I opened my sleepy eyes and found my dear mother's face in the dim light, with some tears hanging from it, and a sad face written on it. I climbed into my mother's arms and asked her what was wrong, and she didn't speak.

However, my father, who had always been silent and silent, spoke: We are going to work in other provinces today, and we may only return to ...... once a yearI cried because I didn't want my parents to leave. But none of this helps.

My grandmother pulled me with tears on my face and stood at the door of the station to say goodbye to my mother and father. Then he watched them step into the car. The car started slowly, gradually became a dot, and gradually disappeared into the foggy morning, leaving only my grandmother and I standing at the door of the station ...... silentlySince then, the station has remained in my memory.

From time to time, I will stand at the door of the station, hoping that the car that is far away can bring my blessings to my mother and father, and that the car that comes back can bring me the news of my father and mother. I will stand at the door of the station, continuing the station drama of my parting and anticipation reunion.

The leaves are green and yellow, fall off when they are yellow, and grow again after they fall. The world is always changing, but the drama of the platform has not changed, it is still being staged. What has changed is still only the master.

I said goodbye more than ten years ago and became the person who is now gone, and my parents who were gone away more than ten years ago have become the people who are now saying goodbye. Every time I went back to school, my mother would always get up early as she had done when she was gone, pack my belongings, prepare breakfast for me, and then take me to the station to continue the drama that had no ending. Thousands of instructions:

Study hard, pay attention to your body, eat more, drink less cold water, ......There is always an endless "nag", a kind of nagging that warms people's hearts. The car left, through the window, although the light outside was dim, I could clearly see the reluctance in my mother's eyes, and the tearful eyes. Leaving is infinite reluctance and nostalgia; When he returned, there was an ecstatic excitement in his eyes.

But the eyes are always wet when they leave or return.

Standing at the door of the station, I wish the people who have gone away a safe journey; Stand at the door of the station and wait for the person you miss to return safely. There is a station in my heart, a station where parting and reunion are constantly staged. I will always stand at the door of the station, to say goodbye, to bless, to wait, to rejoice.

I can't give you a whole article, but I can give you a hint of the fact that the narrative passage is written. You can imagine the scene you usually see at the station, use it as a metaphor, and write it in the order in which things develop, and say that you need to use a variety of descriptive techniques, and you can write it from different angles, and you can write wonderfully.

Hope it helps.

Sometimes, it's not the giants who make miracles, maybe it's just an ordinary word.

I like the fourth paragraph. By the way, no one should be able to you, because no one will remember the source of each text, and even if there is, it will come, in this case, why not copy and paste it yourself?

The classroom is to let us spread our wings and fly into the sky, and let us dare to open our wings to embrace the broader universe!