Say help me write an essay of about 250 words?

The sun slowly sank to the horizon, and as night fell, I lowered my head high during the day.

I am a sunflower, and I begin to taste the loneliness in the crowd and the loneliness in the darkness again, until another sunny day comes.

At this moment, with me, except for the wind, there is only the sound of insects.

I'm a little at a loss.

It's a tough question.

Unless I want to write a ** like this myself.

Even I would like to write a ** like this myself.

But I still can't find the answer you're looking for.

It's only this night, and I've always thought I like a quiet night. Beat the horse away and refuse your arrival.

In spring, the flowers bloom. And I thought that my flowers were in a bouquet in a bottle and kept in the living room. And call it elegant.

There was a night. Dream of plateaus, snowy regions. The crooked river, sparkling: the winding path, overgrown with grass, is packed into the bag.

The blue sky, clear, pure, deep. As far as the heart goes, so far does the love. Every cloud, every bird, a thousand sails.

Encounter beautiful spirits, where the flame of life hides. When ice and fire collide, the language of snow is white, sensitive, and clear. The snow lotus sits on the nobility and purity of the heart.

Actually, I'm a kid who is afraid of the dark. When I was a child, I couldn't leave my mother's attention and my mother's eyes. When my mother walked to **, I followed **, but one day, I had to cry and leave the house and leave my mother.

Be alone and open up and learn to grow.

A song, awake all night, circling and singing in the sky. Sweet, fragrant, innocent, warm. Step into the snow and dance with you. To tell you, after I came back from the snowy land, I was actually very lonely.

Beat the horses and leave, and the grass is green. Behind him is some remnants**. The beauty that was once frozen.

Back in the quiet of night, a light illuminates my way. Two winged birds, one pink and one sky blue, grew on their shoulders. Listen to the footsteps of departure, the petals and raindrops that drift along the way have long since passed away with the wind, and all the hustle and bustle has also left.

I finally learned that there is another way to love, such as attachment. In my quiet and my way.

Only this lonely night remains.

There is such a kind of friend, when he succeeds or when he encounters misfortune, the first person who thinks of you. When he succeeds, no matter where you are, he will share the joy of this success with you, and when he tells you with relish, don't think that he is showing off himself, but he treats you as a friend, he thinks that his success is half of yours, so his happiness should also be half of yours. When he encounters misfortune, even if you can't do anything, a ** or a text message to you can be his tranquilizer.

There is such a kind of friend, someone who gently persuades you when you make a mistake. He won't tell you because he knows it will hurt your self-esteem, and he won't pretend not to know because he's afraid you'll be wrong again and again. He is like your mentor, like a directional sign that you see when you are confused.

There is such a kind of friend who gives encouragement when you lack self-confidence. He always has enough reasons for you to face difficulties, and he always gives you the courage to take on challenges.

There is such a kind of friend, when you go out for the first time, a thousand people who tell you. When you're out alone, you'll shush the cold and ask for warmth. He is like your relative, he is in constant contact, but he is always inevitably concerned, and he is often tired of being together, but he always remembers to greet him.

Friends, what exactly is a friend? A friend is the warmth that can be felt even if you don't say anything; A friend is the heart that can tolerate you no matter how things change in the world; Friends are the kind of fulfillment that can be felt even when you are away from the pain and being alone.

Do you have any friends like that? If so, please cherish it, and perhaps he will be the most precious treasure of our lifetime.

That night came silently again, and the day passed like this. In this bleak night, I recalled the past again and again, and the wounds and pains of those thoughts were so eye-catching. But it should also be covered with ornate words, just as the graceful turn before the tears let the moonlight pour down the ground reflect the incomparable beauty, or the beautiful sunset before sunset, staining the sky with blood.

Looking back, it was I who made my dream too beautiful.

I thought that the eternal vow would shine in this eternal love, writing our memories I thought that the story of growing old together would be repeated in the season of falling leaves, witnessing the power of happiness. But everything was just a dream, a dream that I was doing silly by myself. This world is too hypocritical, some are just deceptive, this world is too realistic, and happiness is just fantasy.

Stupid is destined to have no love, and there is no long waiting for that day.

Turning around, the leaves fell so gorgeously.

Whether we turn around or not, we are strangers, and all the memories are swallowed up by the sadness in the air at the moment of turning. If you look up, the tears will flow backwards back to the land we've walked through. The air was forced to no end by this sudden east.

Helplessly, the wind blows off the leaves, and it falls so gorgeously, is it the pursuit of the wind or the tree's refusal, but the night will eventually fall back into the dirt and feed the earth.

Tears can be so painful to cry.

For the first time, close your eyes before night falls and appreciate the charm of black in advance. Since the end is already predestined, what is the use of clinging. I don't want to see the back of your departure, so I left before you left, let the tears flow happily, and the tears that fell in the palm of my hand are the past I left for you.

Look up if everything is a fate.

Including: I am not worthy to love you.

Loved shooting stars.

Whenever a shooting star crosses the deep night sky, people always have to make a beautiful wish. But the meteor is innocent, but it always has to suffer from the selfish wishes of hundreds of millions of human beings, maybe it is not willing, but the fate of the meteor is not in its own hands, so it can only bear it silently, willing or not. Everyone has loved the meteor, the beautiful moment it crosses the sky, and the infinite longing and reverie it brings.

Although the meteor is only a momentary light, it is unforgettable because of its splendor.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the splendid and brilliant that people can't grasp it, so that people tirelessly pursue, and even pay magnificently like moths to fire. Sometimes the road ahead is thorny and bumpy, but he still moves forward bravely, without regrets, and pounces on the grand death with the most magnificent posture. That's the beauty of shooting stars.

I also loved shooting stars, and that memory is rooted in the depths of my memory and will surely make the most fragrant wine, bitter and sweet. I won't forget that beautiful moment, I will take a picture of you with my eyes, so that I can remember you forever. A night is short, but it is an eternal moment.

Meteors only pass by in a matter of seconds, and girl, how long is your minute?

Meteors will disappear in an instant, but I will remember it, because I have loved ...... meteors

What is happiness? Maybe it's a touch of warmth on that winter day.

What is happiness? Maybe it's a little bit of waiting when you're lonely.

What is happiness? Maybe it's a word of encouragement from that decadent thought.

What is happiness? Maybe it's a little rain under the barrenness.

What is happiness? Maybe it's a little comfort in that thought.

Topic: The Sea.

sea". At that time, I understood that the sea can exist between heaven and earth forever, and that the 'lifespan' of the sea is longer than that of any human being, not to mention that I know that everyone is very reluctant to leave. I can't give up my family, friends, and those good memories.

How painful it would be for the promise to give up these things, but the sea is different, its life is endless, and even if it really wants to perish one day, it will take tens of millions of years. It can keep its good memories for a long, long time, until the moment when the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten.

The sea is unattainable in our lives, but I don't regret my original decision, I want to be the sea, and I am shocked by the majestic momentum of the endless sea.

I want to be the sea, to tell thousands of wonderful legends with human beings, to talk about the magic of the sky with seagulls, and to share the world in the sea with nature.

Walking with perseverance is destined to go through ups and downs, but perseverance tells us: "The sunshine is always after the wind and rain." "Walking with perseverance is destined to face loneliness or bitterness.

But persistence tells us, "In order to get the fragrant rose at the end of the thorn, even if it is pierced and stinging, what does it matter? "Persistence always looks at us with a firm gaze:

Walk with me and you'll be in for a basket of surprises. ”

Marie Curie, who walked with her perseverance, told us: "I am happy to be obsessed with the exploration of the unknown, which brings me infinite pleasure and surprise. Edison, who walked with perseverance, said

I must achieve what I decide, even if I fail a thousand times, who can say that a thousand and one times will not see success? Beethoven, who walked with perseverance, said: "** is my life, and I am obsessed with the creation of ** just as I am attached to my own life."

Sima Qian, who walked with perseverance, told us: "Because I saw the persistent eyes that my father gave me when he was dying, I couldn't stop writing history ......”

Perseverance is the unremitting dripping of water through the stone, perseverance is the unrelenting footsteps of Kuafu chasing the sun, and perseverance is the firm belief ...... Jingwei reclamation

On the road of life, if we choose a companion, then choose perseverance, and perseverance, just like a camel in the desert, we will be able to find a beautiful oasis at the end of the vast sea of sand.

Clean, neat. It can be seen that the author has deep writing skills, and this exquisite article is revealed from the author's pen. Perhaps the more you experience suffering, the sweeter you can feel.

In this bitterness and sweetness, we need that perseverance to connect, to fight for hope, and to feel the hardships for hope. What awaits us may be failure, or hardship, but we have youth, we can make a comeback, and the flame of life will shine our sky red.

Spring in **? Actually, spring has come to our campus, you see

Spring Girl rode the warm spring breeze and came to our campus. When she walked to **, ** was full of the breath of spring.

The spring girl shook the spring flower, and the spring flower showed a charming smile; The spring girl blows the plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms spit out the smell of incense. The spring girl ran to the pine tree again and shook off the snow from the pine tree.

The spring girl transforms into a goldfish and goes to the small pond to play and play. With a "chirp", the spring girl has become a swallow, adding a lot of fun to spring. When the willow tree saw it, it was so happy that goose-yellow shoots grew all over its body.

The spring girl conjured a magic wand, and with a wave, the green grass, green buds, and all kinds of brightly colored flowers gathered together as if they were rushing to the market, forming a splendid spring.

Ah, the campus in spring, how beautiful, I love this campus in spring.

My dad was a tall, ...... with big eyes and dark hairHe is also a kind person and loves to participate in ...... events

I remember one time I failed an exam. But my dad didn't scold me, and I said, "I have to study hard in the future," I am now a 5th grade child, and I still need to be taken care of by my parents. How great my father is in my little heart!

Dad has to work to earn money to support us, and Dad has to get up early every day and work late at night. From Monday to Friday, Dad would get up very early to cook for us ......

When I was a child, my dad used to tell me stories such as: "Cinderella", "Little Red Riding Hood", "Snow White" ......In fact, when I was a child, I was very naughty, I often broke things, broke things, and my father would say: next time be careful not to break things again, every child will make mistakes, and if you know your mistakes, you will change them, and it is a good child.

This sentence is deeply imprinted in my heart. I want to say to my dad: Dad, you are really great, in my mind you are my hero.

Zhou Zuoren's "Cold Boiled Water", selected from "Zhitang Collection of Foreign Texts and Essays on Yibao".

It is very comfortable to drink a glass of cold water in the summer. However, raw water cannot be drunk, and it must be boiled water to drink until it is cold.

Drink it again, it is best to use chilled ice water, but now it can't be so luxurious, ordinary people can't afford ice, too.

I had to forget it. Spending a little money to drink soda is naturally good, but it is too sweet to be interesting, according to my personal opinion, not only should it not be sweet or salty, that is, mint, artemisia, honeysuckle, prunella and even tea can be unnecessary, the best is also.

It is ordinary cold boiled water. This is not the fox's sour grapes, in fact, this is what I often eat, not only in summer, but also in winter, it is also the same at 3927, that is a personal habit, and it is inadequate.

for training. This habit is also a pro and a cons, the advantage is your own convenience, cold rice and herbal tea are all eaten, and when you eat.

Don't frown, don't have a stomachache after eating, the disadvantage is that you are a guest, the weather is hot and the mouth is dry, and the newly brewed tea can not be populated, stay there.

Half cool, inadvertently, I was splashed by the attentive workers, changed to hot tea, and looked back in embarrassment, it was too late.

I also drink good tea, but I don't have to drink it, as long as there is cold boiled water, there is no sky falling water in the north, and the water from the ocean well.

Instead, this is another habit also. Beijing's earth-to-earth water has a salty taste, which can be used for cooking rice and not for tea, although the tap water is hygienic.

There is the smell of bleaching powder, I don't like it, if the well is 100 feet deep, the water taste is sweet and can be used, in ancient times.

The so-called sweet water well is very desirable, there are only two or three places in the city, and now the iron pipe is used to dig the well, and the sweet water is available everywhere.