Essay on having you by your side Ask for !!!!!

Ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves have nowhere to talk about desolation, even if they meet should not know, dusty, sideburns like frost, night dreams suddenly return to the hometown Xiaoxuan window is dressing, looking at each other without words only tears thousands of lines, expected to be broken every year, bright moon night, short Matsuoka. - Jiang Chengzi.

A song of Jiang Chengzi has exhausted how many true feelings in the world are infinite. Reading the years carefully, I suddenly look back, go through three years of ups and downs with you, ask the sky with a smile, and parting with affection since ancient times.

Three years ago, you walked into my sight, you chanted low-key poems, sang beautiful songs, my heart was confused, there is such a beautiful melody in the world, so I am crazy for you, during that time, you accompanied me, we listened to the call of the wind and rain together, like stars and butterflies in the distance, as if a golden scissors to the bottom of the sky stretched out to cut the remnant sun like a feather, because of your appearance, I relive a wounded heart, because of your appearance, soothed my tired body and mind, because of your appearance, I no longer look back on the vast life.

So on the road of life, I slowed down the pace, no longer courageously forward, woke up, looking for your figure in the dream, in the classroom, your pleasant voice in the bed, like a heavenly sound, with the harvest of the earth, the sky full of stars and rain into the fermentation, the wine cellar of time fermentation, the cup of the soul carrying.

Three years have passed in a flash, you have left my side, and before parting is a promise that if the two love is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight. I had an epiphany, the persistence of yesterday is called foothold, the persistence of today is called enterprising, and the persistence of tomorrow is called success. So I kept farming.

Dependent on pines and cypresses - Fangfei's family.

Climb thousands of heights - compete to the sky.

Look at the sea of clouds and the moon - the silver waterfall hangs.

**, this life is accompanied by you, and then wait for the wind and waning moon, this past year, it should be a good day and a good time, even if there are thousands of styles, who to say?

The tricycle driver.

In the place where my grandmother lived, there was a man who used a tricycle to carry people.

No matter what day you stand, you can hear a sonorous song, "Squeak-Tara-", which is the music played by the wheels. The performer is not an artist, but an ordinary rickshaw driver. But I wouldn't ride in his car because I was afraid it would fall apart on the way!

The driver is old, and he is very experienced in boarding, and he is not very bumpy. The sun was blazing, and I was sweating profusely in the car, and the driver wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve from time to time. "Squeak-Tara-", the song played by the wheel is sonorous, it is singing the praises of this hard-working coachman!

I felt pity for the coachman, and my previous worries disappeared.

The journey was too long, the driver was tired, and when he looked back, I noticed that he was gritting his teeth and frowning, "Uncle, it's okay to slow down!" I admonished, "Don't tire you!" "How many streets and alleys have passed, what is this, I can't be tired!"

After speaking, the coachman looked at me and moved his chapped lips, "Thank you, I have received your heart." "The voice is so soft.

When I arrived, I smiled and waved my right hand and made a "V" sign language: "Goodbye!" ”

The song sounded again, and in the sun, I watched the coachman, his back fading away on the uneven country road, and the song of "squeak-tara-" echoed in the open fields and echoed in people's hearts.

He is a performer - with the car as the piano, he is the first home - with the road as the stage, singing a touching song on the road of life. From the rough singing, I could hear the joy of his hard work to support his family.

Supplementary topic: Grown.

Probably written like "Walking with You".

Be sure to write about being around xx, from how it was to what it is now, and what role does xx play].

It is better to have time adverbials