There is no essay on the days of nostalgia for anything

The past days pass quietly with growth, but we have left memories, and we can organize them, connect them, discover them, and think about them.

When I was a child, happiness was very simple. In the summer, I spread a large canvas under the ceiling fan, then picked up the cardboard box, "banged", dumped all the toys, and started my own game. Among them the battle game is my favorite.

Although it is a battle, there is no real meaning of the battle**. Except for a few decent toys, all that remained were some small things around me, even a long piece of wood, a curved iron sheet, and I would divide these things into factions, and the same good quality was the only one. So, I gathered the "good" feeling in my heart into a character, and at the same time, dubbed the characters, as if I was the master of the world, directing everything, completely immersed in my own world, and interpreting the dream in my heart.

Gradually, I lost my previous childishness, went to the fifth grade, and fell in love with playing basketball. Every afternoon after school, I threw my schoolbag into the classroom and played basketball with my classmates. Every time I grabbed the ball, dribbled, pitched and scored, and at the end, I got a sense of joy and satisfaction.

Drops of sweat fell on the playground, creating a sea of joy. The setting sun obliquely envelops the young figure, revealing a vigorous vitality. It wasn't until twilight that he rushed home, waiting for the "baptism" of his parents.

In the blink of an eye, I went to the hall of junior high school again, and I was not as playful as before. I went to the freshly painted classroom and sat up straight to greet the teacher's first lesson. I embark on the journey at any time, come on, exam, I take knowledge as the **; Come on, homework, I take earnestness as ironclad.

Over time, I grew up. In order to realize a dream, we are fighting; In order to pursue an ideal, we struggle; In order to have a belief, we work hard.

Although the past days have passed, I have learned a truth from the past: in the process of human growth, everyone will take on more and more responsibilities and become more mature. Let's cherish the present, be ourselves, and explore and pursue the hope in our hearts.

Five years of time seem to fly in front of you, silently, you can't catch up if you want to, five years, let alone five months. It is said that things will only be cherished when they are lost, so when this incident and this feeling will be lost, I hurriedly picked up the dead leaves full of memories that may be blown away by the north wind tomorrow ......

In those days, I cried and I laughed, but no matter what, they were good memories; When I grew up and became sensible, I realized that all this was in the past; After graduating, I realized how precious childhood friendships are ......

At that time, we were all so innocent, laughing heartlessly together every day, playing like crazy, crying just now, and laughing ...... a second later

I was in the fifth grade, and I was about to graduate, and at that moment, I realized that everything was so fleeting, and I realized that it was ...... pass so quickly

When I took the graduation photo, I smiled so brightly, as if I didn't realize the sadness of parting.

Sailing at the last moment, when we broke up, we cried, reluctant to the teacher, even more reluctant to classmates, and the usually noisy boys also quieted down, bowing their heads and ......being silentEveryone silently held the classmates' records, and with tears and smiles, they asked the classmates to fill in the ...... one by oneHow much friendship does each word and sentence represent for your classmates? How much care ......But there are always times when we separate, when we high-five, cheer each other on, bless each other, and pray together to ...... together

When I came to the familiar classroom again, I looked through the small window on the door, and the classroom was empty, but in front of me was a familiar face. Chalk ash is still there. Falling down, the tip of the pen is still ringing, this scene is not unfamiliar to me, because in the past five years, I have also been one of them, with a restless heart, fighting for tomorrow's dream......

Walking into the alley of the vineyard made up of the trellises, I leaned on the bench in my usual posture, as if I had returned to the past: in late spring, I came here with a few miscellaneous books for recreation; In the middle of summer, when I am in an irritable mood, I come here to sit for a while, as if I want to be soaked in the clear spring in the mountains; In late autumn, the sleeping sunset and the cool autumn breeze intoxicated my heart; In the early winter, looking at the colorful snow under the sun, a warm current poured into my heart......

When I came to the playground, I seemed to see the footsteps that had been stepped into the memory on the track, and at the sports meeting, I laughed and shouted cheers! 60 meters, 100 meters, 200 meters flying past the figure, 800 meters of sweat and gritted teeth to insist on ......

I think that after a few years, I may be fighting for my dreams, and if one day, I encounter thorns on the way to struggle, I will light the flame of hope in my primary school life, burn the thorns and move on.

I wrapped the dead leaves I had picked up and put them in my pocket. With it, I have a warm harbor ...... in my heart

In study, work, and life, everyone is familiar with composition, with the help of which we can improve our language organization skills. Do you know how to write a good essay? The following is a collection of nostalgia for those past days that I have compiled for you, welcome to read, I hope you can enjoy it.

Time passes imperceptibly in the change of the four seasons, like a cup of cooled chrysanthemum tea.

In the passage of time, we left, the elementary school campus that left us with many happy memories, came to a strange environment, but those happy days have always remained in my heart and will never be forgotten.

Looking back, when I was in third grade, I was very glad that I could get to know them; We are very thankful that we have had a great three years together ......It's really glad to look back!

It was a PE class, and he approached me and invited me to play football together, and I happily said yes immediately. We won that game, we became friends, we told each other our names, I knew his name was Hu Hongyang.

Since then, we have often played together, and his round face is always warm'A smile that makes people feel kind. Later, I met Zhao Shuyue after him, and our temper was very right, and we soon became friends.

One of the things I remember most from working with them was when we heard about the varsity track and field team in fifth grade, and the three of us joined in. In the daily training, although it was very tiring, the three of us encouraged each other and did not quit, maybe training with our best friends, it was really tiring and happy. We were all very diligent and didn't make it through the selection.

As the race approached, the intensity of training increased, and we were preparing for the race, but the day changed everything. We finished training as usual that day and were ready to disband, and when the other students were gone, the coach called the three of us to the office and said only one sentence: "You guys quit!"

This sentence hit our hearts like five thunderbolts, and our hearts were filled with disbelief.

We walked out of the office together, smiling bitterly at each other, but we didn't expect to be brushed off before the game, although it was very uncomfortable, but it didn't dampen our self-confidence, and soon we were back to the old laughter.

We graduated, and at the graduation ceremony, the last time we three good brothers were together, it was like going back to ...... we first saw each other three years ago

When I miss those old days, I will recall that ball game, the bitter smile that was brushed down by the track and field team......But I'm really glad to know them!