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Updated on amusement 2024-06-10
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  1. Anonymous users2024-02-11

    Spring is full of hearts. Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the footsteps of spring are near.

    Epigraph Late at night, the shadows of the chaotic trees reflected on my window through the blurred moonlight, and the appearance of teeth and claws looked a little terrifying. Outside the window is the continuous east wind, bursts, bursts, bursts, which makes people upset to listen. Spring came so late this year!

    Knock, squeak—" The door opened, and I looked back to see my dad coming in with a bulky dress. "The heating has stopped, beware of the cold. So a bloated garment was draped over my shoulders.

    I was a little impatient, so I casually said "um" and continued to bury my head in the roll. After my dad left, I shook my shoulders and my clothes fell to the floor. It's a little cold, but I'm too lazy to wear something so ugly.

    Time passed quickly, and after a while, there was another knock on the door, and I looked back impatiently, "Oh, I'm not cold, what are you doing?" Dad didn't seem to care about my rudeness. He walked in, picked up the clothes on the ground, sighed, and said:

    Well, it's okay, I'll come and see you, you learn, I'm here with you. The low and hoarse voice made me feel sorry for what I had just said, and as my father's big hand patted my shoulder, the impetuous heart seemed to calm down a lot, like a reassuring pill. But I still didn't want to speak, and with an "oh" I continued my business.

    After a while, a burst of tea fragrance wafted in, and the rich and quiet aroma lifted my spirits when I felt tired. I looked back and saw my dad making tea on the coffee table, and he came up with a cup of tea and said, "Drink some hot tea and refresh yourself."

    Don't drink all that coffee or anything. I held the cup, and with the sweetness of the green tea, my throat was warm and moist, and then a stream of heat poured into my heart, and I suddenly felt the warmth that I had not felt for a long time in this winter. With the fresh aroma of tea and the sound of my father flipping the newspaper behind me, my heart was completely calm, and I enjoyed it all with peace of mind, the cold had long been driven away.

    As the minutes ticked by, I got up and said to my father, "Go to sleep, I'm done." But I found that my father had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

    I walked over softly, trying to wake him up. Standing beside my father, looking at his haggard and withered face, I couldn't bear it, the white sideburns and the unshaved stubble on the chin showed the traces of the years without reservation, remembering the young and energetic smiling face that used to be **, and now my dad puts all his energy on me, my grades, my warmth, my mood, all my ......

    The tea on the coffee table continued to exude a light aroma, and I picked up the clothes I had just worn and put them on my dad. I sat next to my dad and leaned on his shoulder. The east wind outside the window finally stopped, and the mottled shadows fell on the window with the swaying branches of the breeze, which was very beautiful.

    When I closed my eyes and felt my father's even breath and the aroma of the room, I suddenly felt warm like spring. I think spring is finally here. The moment the spring filled my heart, I fell asleep.

    This essay is 57, the word count is a bit much, you can change it a little

  2. Anonymous users2024-02-10

    Simply love the name.

    I am Yuntuan, in Li Xiaoyun's post bar, the hat is "We Walked Together"...

    It's a title that can be witnessed all the way

    Like upstairs, write about historical events on a time span.

    You can also write, the development process of a certain relationship, you are still young, family affection, friendship can be written.

    Even, you can write, you have grown all the way, a certain concept, a certain habit, a certain persistence that has never given up

    It's okay to write about the scope bigger, and it's okay to write about the little things around you.

    Proposition essay, as long as you hold on to the theme of the topic and grasp the center! ~

  3. Anonymous users2024-02-09

    It can be written from 3 aspects:

    We walked through the year 2000 (across the century) together

    We walked through the 2008 (Olympics) together

    Together we will go through the 2010 (Expo) again

  4. Anonymous users2024-02-08

    I'm the clouds, and our hats are the ones we walk together.

    Like you、I'm also in the second year of junior high school.。

    You can go to the cloud bar for a stroll.

    Maybe you'll write a pinch

  5. Anonymous users2024-02-07

    Actually. The cloud above is right. We walked with Li Xiaoyun

    You can write about your classmates, teachers.

  6. Anonymous users2024-02-06

    1. Lyrics: We have all had the heaviness after the storm.

    It's like a strange mouth, but the heart is still circulating.

    When we walk through these pains together.

    Wrap your broken heart and move on to the next dream.

    And we know that we're not going to back down.

    The thought of running wild never stops being gentle.

    Until the future, we are all mature.

    No longer confusing how much fault life has.

    I drifted in the wilderness.

    The end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love.

    The tenderness in your eyes.

    Also reserved for me.

    The sustenance of the heart. We've all had the heaviness of the storm.

    It's like a strange mouth, but the heart is still circulating.

    When we walk through these pains together.

    Wrap your broken heart and move on to the next dream.

    Until the future, we are all mature.

    No longer confusing how much fault life has.

    I drifted in the wilderness.

    The end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love.

    The tenderness in your eyes.

    Also reserved for me.

    The sustenance of the heart. The past has resisted my hand.

    No matter how difficult it may be.

    In your merciful hands is the window of the heart.

    That's tolerance, that's tolerance.

    I drifted in the wilderness.

    The end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love.

    The tenderness in your eyes.

    Also reserved for me.

    The sustenance of the heart. How much pain you and I have spent together, borne together.

    How much happiness there is with you and me to enjoy and move together.

    2, "When We Walk Together" is a song sung by Soda Green, written and composed by Shi Junwei, released on November 11, 2011, and included in ** "What Are You Worried About".

  7. Anonymous users2024-02-05

    Song Title: When We Walk Together.

    Singer: Soda Green.

    **: What are you worried about.

    Soda Green - When we walked together.

    We've all had the heaviness of the storm.

    It's like a strange mouth, but the heart is still circulating.

    When we walk together, it's time for pain.

    Wrap your broken heart and move on to the next dream.

    And we know that we're not going to back down.

    The thought of running wild never stops being gentle.

    Until the future, we are all mature.

    No longer confusing how much fault life has.

    I drifted in the wilderness at the end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love.

    The tenderness in your eyes is reserved for me too.

    The sustenance of the heart. We've all had the heaviness of the storm.

    It's like a strange mouth, but the heart is still circulating.

    When we walk together, it's time for pain.

    Wrap your broken heart and move on to the next dream.

    Until the future, we are all mature.

    No longer confusing how much fault life has.

    I drifted in the wilderness at the end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love.

    The tenderness in your eyes is reserved for me too.

    The sustenance of the heart. The past resisted my palm.

    I don't care how difficult it is.

    In your merciful hands is the window of the heart.

    That's tolerance, that's tolerance.

    I drifted in the wilderness at the end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love.

    The tenderness in your eyes is reserved for me too.

    The sustenance of the heart. How much pain you and I have spent together, borne together.

    How much happiness there is with you and me to enjoy and move together.

  8. Anonymous users2024-02-04

    Singing: Soda Green.

    We've all had the heaviness of the storm.

    It's like a strange mouth, but the heart is still circulating.

    When we walk together, it's time for pain.

    Wrap your broken heart and move on to the next dream.

    And we know that we're not going to back down.

    The thought of running wild never stops being gentle.

    Until the future, we are all mature.

    No longer confusing how much fault life has.

    I drifted in the wilderness at the end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love.

    The tenderness in your eyes is reserved for me too.

    The sustenance of the heart. We've all had the heaviness of the storm.

    It's like a strange mouth, but the heart is still circulating.

    When we walk together, it's time for pain.

    Wrap your broken heart and move on to the next dream.

    Until the future, we are all mature.

    No longer confusing how much fault life has.

    I drifted in the wilderness at the end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love.

    The tenderness in your eyes is reserved for me too.

    The sustenance of the heart. The past resisted my palm.

    I don't care how difficult it is.

    In your merciful hands is the window of the heart.

    That's tolerance, that's tolerance.

    I drifted in the wilderness at the end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love.

    The tenderness in your eyes is reserved for me too.

    The sustenance of the heart. How much pain you and I have spent together, borne together.

    How much happiness there is with you and me to enjoy and move together.

  9. Anonymous users2024-02-03

    Original song: Soda Green.

    Lyrics: Serena Williams Shi Junwei.

    Composer: Serena Williams Shi Junwei.

    We've all had the heaviness of the storm.

    It's like a strange mouth, but the heart is still circulating.

    When we walk through these pains together.

    Wrap your broken heart and move on to the next dream.

    And we know that we're not going to back down.

    The thought of running wild never stops being gentle.

    Until the future, we are all mature.

    No longer confusing how much fault life has.

    I drifted in the wilderness at the end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love, the tenderness of your eyes.

    Also reserved for me, the sustenance of the heart.

    We've all had the heaviness of the storm.

    It's like a strange mouth, but the heart is still circulating.

    When we walk through these pains together.

    Wrap your broken heart and move on to the next dream.

    Until the future, we are all mature.

    No longer confusing how much fault life has.

    I drifted in the wilderness at the end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love, the tenderness of your eyes.

    Also reserved for me, the sustenance of the heart.

    All kinds of past resistance to my hands grasp, no matter what there is.

    How difficult it is in your merciful hands.

    There is a window of heart, this is tolerance, this is tolerance.

    I drifted in the wilderness at the end of the rafting.

    It is the tolerance of your love, the tenderness of your eyes.

    Also reserved for me, the sustenance of the heart.

    How much pain you and I have spent together, borne together.

    How much happiness there is with you and me to enjoy and move together.

  10. Anonymous users2024-02-02

    Song title: "When We Walk Together".

    Singing: Soda Green.

    Lyrics: Serena Williams, Shi Junwei.

    Composers: Serena Williams, Shi Junwei.

    Lyrics: We have all had the heaviness after the storm, Like a strange mouth, but the heart is still circulating, when we walk through together, it is the time of pain, Wrap the broken heart and continue the next dream, and know that we will not retreat, The thought of running wild has never stopped being gentle until we are mature in the future, I will no longer be confused about how many faults there are in life, I am drifting in the wilderness at the end of the drift, It is your love and tolerance, the tenderness of your eyes also keeps the sustenance of my heart, We have all had the heaviness after the storm, like a strange mouth, but the heart is still circulating, When we walk together through the time of pain, wrap the broken heart and continue the next dream, Until the future we are all mature and no longer wonder how many faults there are in life, I am drifting in the wilderness at the end of the drift is the tolerance of your love, the tenderness of your eyes, but also for me to keep the sustenance of the heart of the past to resist my hand, no matter how difficult it is, the window of the heart in your merciful hand, this is tolerance, this is tolerance, at the end of my drifting and drifting in the wilderness, It is the tolerance of your love, the tenderness of your eyes also reserves the sustenance of my heart, How much pain there is, how much happiness you and I spend together, how much happiness we endure together, and how much joy you enjoy with me.

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