5 journals or essays of more than 500 words

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Parting is a sad word, how many thoughts and tears it buried. When I think of that parting day, my eyes are full of melancholy. How much I miss, how much I miss that beautiful six years that belonged to me!

The day I left my alma mater, I felt the sadness of parting so deeply for the first time.

That day, for the last time, we helped the teacher with the final chores. I remember that at the end of each semester, the teacher would ask us to help her, either cleaning or typing in grades. And today, we not only have to clean up, but we also have to take away everything that we once left here.

Tear off the certificates, each one has poured our hearts and souls, has witnessed our pride, and each one is a very beautiful memory. Stepping on the floor of the classroom, this is the floor we have stepped on countless times, and it is the floor that has carried the figure of our hard work. Tessing the spring flowers planted in the corridor, the few mung beans we once planted in the soil have sprouted.

Everything there is inseparable, and it's so nostalgic to think about it now!

On that day, we all left elementary school, and when I thought about the days I used to go to school, I really felt very precious. Once upon a time, I would be excited for spring from morning to school; We would wear a ribbon for the first time on duty, and we would swagger proudly at school; We'll also be arguing over what shows to prepare for Christmas. I remember the first time I was in the army, and the girls told ghost stories in the dormitory; I remember the first time I learned farming, we were angry that we couldn't take the beans we picked home.

When I left elementary school, every scene replayed in my mind, and I remember it. It was too beautiful and too short. He tried to reach out to save it, but it fled quickly.

When I think about it now, although my memory is a little blurry, this feeling is still profound.

One day, I was in school with a few of the best girls, and for some of us we had one last chat. In fact, the most inseparable thing is the classmates and friends who have been with each other day and night. There is a time when teachers and schools say goodbye, and the fate of many classmates may end with this graduation.

Maybe we won't see each other again for the rest of our lives. Sometimes, their sincere faces will appear in dreams, knowing that they are false, but they are surprisingly real, and the truth is undeniable, as if we have never been separated, as if we are still together.

It was a day of parting, and I waved goodbye to my alma mater, to my teachers, to my dearest classmates, to my six years. Our six years have carried how many joys and sorrows Namon has hidden in us. However, none of us wept, but the tears that we had prepared could not fall.

Because today's parting is a new beginning, and new hope is brewing. Today, we are sad and determined. We blessed each other, encouraged each other, and then started a new journey.

Now, how much I miss, how much I miss that beautiful six years that belonged to me.

There is evidence of ghosts in the world.

They found a man and hypnotized him, and he was able to tell him what he was like in his past life and what he was like in this life.

2) A friend of mine died in such a tragic way.

She was bored at home and used her own home** to dial her own home**, and after many times she finally dialed, she heard a hollow sound, like an echo valley and the sound of water droplets. She disappeared the next day, and three days later the police found my friend's body by a pool in Echo Valley.

3) One night I was going home with my friend after dinner at twelve o'clock, passing by a place with a grave, and my friend was scared. As a result, the next morning he was in high spirits, and often said these words: Someone has crawled out of the grave. They were laughing. They are bleeding.

4) There was a power outage in my house one night, and it turned out that there were only white candles to look for and sleep, and I looked in the mirror behind the bedside to sleep, but that day I felt tightness in my chest, I couldn't breathe, and I looked over and over as if I was pressed by something, and after looking in the mirror, I found that I was carrying my grandmother's bag! I obviously didn't carry it!

The lake turned red (it was blood), and a hand was stretched out from the lake, and the girl's feet were grabbed, and she was forced to pull her into the lake, and then, 100 kilometers away from the forest, the girl's body and clothes were found, but her head was missing, and the people opened her backpack, and the frightened ants broke it, and the bag was her head, and her expression was very painful, and the people who found her abandoned her body in the forest, and then left, and since then, no one has dared to go to that forest.

If you read this post, please reply immediately, reply to "Bodhisattva bless", and then post this in three copies, if you don't send it, that hand will reach out when you take a bath, and you will end up the same as that girl! Be sure that everything is true.

Don't be a puppet, even if you are forced to do it. ）

Life is like chess in 500 words.

On the chessboard, you kill me and block, it is difficult to solve, and due to small negligence, it will lead to the loss of the whole game.

Facing the chessboard, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought, I thought: on the battlefield, it is often just a step away, and the whole army will be annihilated, and when I think of people, as long as I take a wrong step, I will miss the ...... for eternityThe wings of thought took me to the scene of the legal education program for primary and secondary school students in Shengzhou City.

After a burst of applause, the red curtain was opened. Look, there are beautiful dances, excellent sketches; Listen to a beautiful electric guitar sound and a beautiful singing voice. I saw that the actors on the stage were so skillful and free, no one expected that they were juvenile delinquents who were guilty of the people......

He, a handsome man, if he could obey the teachings of his teachers and parents, he might live like us mortals, but what awaits him is a prison life without freedom. He grew up in a poor family, but he excelled in character and learning. When he was 16 years old, his table mate had a beautiful and fashionable new school bag, and he also asked his mother for a new school bag, but he was refused.

There was no way, so he stretched out his hand of crime to the schoolbag, and fell deeper and deeper into ......

She is a slim and elegant girl, smart and cute, good looks, excellent grades, school classmates and teachers like her very much, and finally the hard work pays off, she was admitted to Zhejiang University, and completed four years of undergraduate, looking for a good job, but, half a year later, she was sentenced to eight years in prison for robbery. "I can no longer see my mother's haggard, tear-staining face. When the girl finished speaking, she burst into tears.

When life is chess, often this difference in thought will ruin a good life, so we must take the path of justice and not the road of crime.

Draw 500 circles decisively, hehe! Just kidding, just write down everything that happened to you today! This kind of problem can't be helped by others!