Write a weekly journal about a friend s resolution of his sorrow about himself 10

Friendship, drinking kung fu tea, tasting tea ceremony! Friends are like fragrant tea, which makes people precipitate and make people strong; Friends are life-life and eternal wealth, and sincerity cannot be blasphemed. The right amount of tea meets the water that suits you, and the tea meets the person who suits you, and the tea, water, and people can meet because of fate, so that when you drink tea, you give people a feeling that you have always thought that you can not take away a cloud, or when you are desperate, you find that you are still holding the tail of the cloud tightly in your hand.

The lotus that blooms in the water always tries its best to make the reflection in the water look more perfect, but the feeling of loneliness makes no matter how perfect it is, there are still regrets. The haggard expression is always vaguely revealed, as if it is a kind of magic. Loneliness, although everyone is alone and has no regrets Friends are certainly not made of glass, but there are many people who always treat friends as glass, and they are careful to be afraid that they will break their friends.

So sometimes, I am obviously very dissatisfied with my friends, but I don't dare to express it. fear that once a grievance is expressed, a conflict will ensue; Once there is a conflict, it hurts feelings; Once the feelings are hurt, this friend is lost, and a friend is lost for a small thing, and a piglet named Wilbur and a spider named Charlotte become friends. The piglet's future destiny is to be the feast on the plate at Christmas, and this sad result sends a chill in Wilber's heart.

It had tried to escape, but it was only a pig after all. Charlotte, who seemed small, said"Let me help you.

So Charlotte used her net to weave in the barn"Good pigs","Chuckman's good pig"and other words, those who always want to see you, and are always willing to receive your calls, can tell their own stories with you freely, but never want to associate their lives with you. Worried about your sorrows, rejoicing in your satisfaction, going to the bookstore often for a book you want, anxious about your sudden cold, but never thinking about allowing yourself to be involved in the twist of your fate. Friendship fosters competition.

When there is competition between friends, we should help each other and make progress together, which is the embodiment of true friendship. If two people turn against each other because of competition, use each other, and frame each other, then the two of them are definitely not friends, and what exists is not a real friendship. If a friendship is lost due to competition, he has much more to lose than he has gained.

Testimony of friendship between friendsFriendship is a very delicate thing, I once heard such a sentence, friends are betrayed, I feel that the person who said this sentence must have been greatly hit and hurt by friends. I should say that I believe in friendship, at least at this moment. Friends are like a light in your life, sending you warmth when you need it most...

"Didi, Didi—" the news broadcast began. At 19:00, the door to the disturbance opened.

1 second, 2 seconds.

Yes! What to write in an essay! Alas, annoying! Bother! Writing scenes, things, and people has long been old-fashioned content, and the neighbor's parrot will chirp and memorize a large article.

71 seconds, 72 seconds.

In the library, I finally found a ray of light, and "Topic Composition" appeared in front of my eyes like a savior. "Brush-brush-" eyes flutter to find the target. "No! The content of these essays is average, and they are too uncreative! Annoying! ”

1801 seconds, 1802 seconds.

Time flies, and the news broadcast is over! "What to do, it's been more than 1800 seconds, and I still don't have a clue. Ultraman, who usually comes out of TV, has long been unaware of where to go for a leisurely time!

And a savior! In the moment of 'crisis', there is no truth at all. Time is like life, how many lives have I wasted?

Bother! "2130 seconds, 2131 seconds.

It's still like that, the graph paper is still innocent, and the pen water is still so stingy. The nine lives of cats can't be wasted like this. At this time, my grandmother appeared.

My grandmother picked up the old-fashioned essay (antique version) and told me the writing tricks I already knew. Annoying, so annoying that I can't listen to a word!

2492 seconds, 2493 seconds.

The melodious "East Wind Breaking" was released, and the source of innovation was like a balloon punctured by a needle, spewing out. It is worthy of "Dongfeng Breaking" that made my thinking "broken" at one point!

2499 seconds, 2500 seconds.

Ah, carry the composition through to the end!

Poplar leaves from childhood.

When I was a child, my grandmother and I lived in a small courtyard with lush foliage.

Big poplar, he was from my childhood.

Pal. Very young.

I always play under the poplar tree with my friends. The summer sun shone on the dense green leaves of the poplars, and a golden parasol was held up above our heads.

Fairy tales. Just as beautiful. We play under the leaves and enjoy a relaxed life. When I think back to that time, I always see the golden poplar leaves in front of me.

When I grew up a little bit, I would collect fallen poplar leaves every autumn, and my grandmother would always carefully help me sandwich them in an unknown book.

At that time, I didn't know what a taxidermy was, and I didn't know why I was collecting fallen leaves, but every day I would bring back countless poplar leaves with gusto, and my grandmother would always smile and put them in her book. The neighbors saw me collecting fallen leaves and left the color for me every time they cleaned the yard.

Beautiful foliage.

Once, a neighbor's big sister gave me a small boat made of yellow leaves, and I was so excited that I took the boat everywhere I went, and asked my grandmother to put it there when I went to bed at night.

Pet puppy. Out of reach. That puppy too.

My good friend.

But I guess he probably "fell out of favor" for a few days because of the deciduous boat.

In winter, the poplar hides all his leaves. Whenever this happens, my grandmother takes out the fallen leaves that fall in the book. Grandma taught me how to use it.

Painted with a colored pen on the leaves, and after the painting was finished, the grandmother applied tape on both sides of the leaves, and threaded the leaves one by one.

Together, hang on.

Next to the door, on the wall. My grandmother and I also worked with me to make a collage of poplar leaves. A few leaves, simply folded a few times, form a unique picture, which is very interesting.

The walls are covered with these pictures, and my grandmother calls them my "leaf painting exhibition". Every winter day is filled with strings of poplar leaves, leaf paintings, and grandma's loving smile.

Spring is coming, and the new green leaves leap onto the branches. Looking at the delicate new leaves, I began to hope that they would soon grow up and soon turn into the golden poplar leaves of the summer tree.

I grew up in the hope of year after year, and poplar leaves were my inseparable companions. Until.

That fall. We had to separate. In order to expand the road, the small courtyard will be demolished. I picked up poplar leaves from the ground for the last time, and my grandmother tucked them into the book, just as before. That.

I said goodbye to the poplar leaves that accompanied me through my childhood.

Later, I went back to that street. The courtyard is gone. To my disbelief, the big poplar tree was gone, and only the thick stump remained. Several.

A month later I went back to that street, this time with the stumps gone, and the road widened.

I still treasure those last few poplar leaves. When I see a poplar tree, I think of the poplar tree that accompanied me through my childhood.

Today is my birthday.

It's sunny today, it's my birthday, my eleventh birthday.

In order to celebrate my birthday, my mother specially rushed to the market and bought back the meat that I, a little glutton, loved to eat. Thank you so much to my mother, who loves me so much and raised me to be fat and strong. Today is my world, I want to eat and eat, eat, eat, eat!

After school at noon, as soon as I entered the door, I smelled the fragrance. I hurriedly lay down there and smelled it vigorously, what a fragrance! My mother pulled me away and yelled at me to wash my hands.

I immediately finished the process of washing my hands, and my mother had already brought the noodles --- longevity noodles, and a plate of fragrant sausages. A full bowl of longevity noodles is really delicious, I ate it all the time, and then swallowed some sausage slices, patted my bulging belly, and was satisfied! However, now that I'm full, think about it, my mother did something inappropriate, you shouldn't use chicken as a swipe for your birthday, although the chicken is delicious, but I think the chickens are hungry together, which means hunger, and longevity noodles use chicken as a skush, which means a year of hunger, how bad!

Pork, mutton, beef, and fish are all available, but chicken is not good. I said it directly to my mother, and my mother's words dispelled my doubts and completely eliminated them.

Mom said, you have too much imagination, but you don't see things from a good angle. A famous Chinese painter is good at painting peonies. But the peony flowers painted at one time were not painted completely, and a part was missing, and some people shouted bad luck when they saw it, and the peony represented wealth, isn't it incomplete wealth and wealth?

But Yu Lao said at a glance: The lack of one side just means that the wealth is boundless! If you look at the different angles of understanding, the meaning is diametrically opposite.

Our chicken longevity noodles should be auspicious and auspicious!

I laughed and felt so happy that I had not only eaten delicious longevity noodles, but also received an important life lesson. Yes! Good luck, auspicious and boundless! Thank you mom for the carefully prepared lunch, thank you mom for skillfully resolving it!

1. Write about your friends and the friendship between you.

2. Write about you or other people's casualness.

3. Write about how you reflected when you were scolded by the teacher.

It's very simple, as long as you describe what happens every day, but you don't have to write down the events of the day clearly, just write down the things that make you vivid in the day. And then to generalize