Urgent! An imaginary essay. The reward for a good writing is 50 points

I've always felt that I was a sprout of spring, and my father was a serious winter, alternating year after year, as if they never intersected. But I really can't imagine that my father's heart has always been closely connected to me, and I can't imagine that you have always been there.

Two hours ago, you ran to the taekwondo gym and we were facing each other in front of the door. You stand in the dim light, smoking non-stop, your other hand clutching my taekwondo belt tightly, expressionless, so ruthless and determined. You throw out a few words:

Don't go! "Why? "I don't budge in the slightest.

You frowned, staring at me without moving, as if imprisoning me with your eyes, and a few wisps of green smoke came out of your mouth, "Don't go to class again!" You smashed these words on my heart in a commanding tone, and a gust of wind blew, and my heart was cold, and even the tears in the corners of my eyes were trembling. My eyes were round, my fists were clenched, and the air smelled of gunsmoke.

I wondered, "Why are you so angry?" "Your muscles are gradually revealed, and you roar loudly

See what you do! This sudden roar brought tears down my cheeks. You threw my taekwondo belt on the ground, and the "brushing" wind sneaked into the corners of my eyes, and tears poured out like a burst.

I didn't expect you to understand me so much! With tears in my eyes, these words welled up from my heart. I bent down to pick up the strap and turned to run towards the gym, but I didn't see the disappointment and regret that flashed in your eyes.

When I was in taekwondo class, I seemed to hear the sound of playing with you when I was a child, but looking out of the window, the sky was still dark, the moon had a cold face, the stars were hiding, and a lonely black shrouded the earth.

Disband! "The training is over. "Am I going back? Recalling the confrontation scene just now, I couldn't help but cry again, and I had to bow my head and walk out of the gym.

When I approached the corner, a figure was reflected in the yellowish street lamp, it was Dad! I walked briskly, and you turned around and saw me, first surprised, then you took the strap from my hand, folded it all at once, folded it gently, put it gently into the bag, and said, "I'll come to see you in class next week."

Your eyes are filled with guilt and regret. As we walked home in silence, I realized that your hair, though as white as a reed flower, was still the father who always supported me in my heart.

Now I realize that your movements, eyes, and voice are flowing with tenderness, as if the moonlight is pouring by, illuminating my eyes and allowing me to see the you who have been buried in the depths. I really didn't expect you to support me so much, I really didn't expect you to love me so much. My heart shook again, and tears shook out, but this time it was warm.

Because I didn't expect you to be there all the time.

As long as it is a result that you really did not expect, it must have touched your heart a lot, and you will naturally have endless feelings; Don't write for the sake of handing in essays, learn to dig.

Time with the Grim Reaper.

Dark night, dead night.

Time ticked by, and he knew he was not far from death.

The night was like a black curtain that penetrated into his eyes. Suddenly the deep voice of the Grim Reaper came from the dark night: Let's go. It's time. "No, give me a little more time, let me look back on my life again:

I am 60 years old this year. Get rid of the time spent playing and sleeping when you were young, and I don't know how you use and treat time in this life. The Grim Reaper sneered, took out a small notebook and read:

When you were in elementary school, you always ran out after school and left your homework for the next day, and when the teacher asked, you said that you didn't have time to do it, and that your time was wasted. He couldn't argue with what Death said, because what Death said was true. "When you were in junior high school, you didn't understand the teacher's words in class because you didn't have a good foundation in primary school, so you often met with the weekly covenant in class, and you copied other people's homework after class.

The Grim Reaper said with infinite regret. He only shook his head when he heard this. "Later, I reluctantly went to high school, ignoring my studies, obsessing with online games every day, skipping school, and socially delinquent teenagers, and finally being expelled from school, which broke my parents' hearts, they didn't recognize me, I became a gangster in society, cheated and abducted, and finally went to prison, and spent a good youth in prison.

After I came out, I was poor and destitute, I had no skills, only a life of despair. He whispered as he recalled. Full of remorse.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and his thoughts were becoming more and more painful and difficult to continue. "Take me away", he said, "If there is an afterlife, I will never let my life be so wasted".

Death shook his head, because he had seen many such people, and until he was dying, he knew that time was precious, and life should not be wasted, but what was the use of always regretting death?

The night was darker.

Not many people can write these things, so use their imagination to write about them.