Write a narrative essay called Never Again.

On the way to growth, we have gained too much and lost too much. Some things will never appear again, the old time will not return, and we will never have a chance to do it again. I like to look at the sky, look at the sky, feel good, and have a lot of reverie.

The crimson sunset rendered the clouds on the horizon, the clouds outlined Phnom Penh, and the roofs of buildings in the distance became dreamlike. The clear blue sky was cloudless, like a big lid covering the earth, simple and unpretentious. The pure white clouds are mischievous children, constantly changing shapes, allowing the wind to blow them apart and gather together.

I always want to remember every day of the sky, and it's always a blue patch in my camera. "Isn't it still that day? "That's what people ask me all the time.

But did they look closely? The winged clouds in the sky today may disappear tomorrow. There is no more sky like that day.

What I watched today, after it was over, there was no more. I always keep a diary, even for dozens of minutes, just to jot down a trivial mood or an exam that makes me complain about it. If you take it out and look at it, you will yawn again and again, but it is just some unliterary notes.

However, a few years later, when all this is forgotten, and you look back at what you thought back then, you have an unusual feeling, because you no longer have the feeling you had at that time. If the same thing happens twice in a row in a week, the first time I will be surprised, and the second time I will be calm, and the old thoughts will never come up again. What I thought about today, if I don't write it down, it will never be again.

I have a nice digital watch, and the time changes from moment to moment. When I woke up, I found that June 13 had been shown to be June 14. Even if I try to adjust it and modify it, I still can't correct the facts.

Maybe yesterday and today I went to school as usual, but today is a day older than yesterday, and the so-called people cannot step into the same river with conjunctions. Day by day, month by month, tired is the time I can't go back. No more naivety and naivety, no more youthful frivolity, no more worrying about exams, no more running for life, no more ......Am I growing up like this and growing old?

I think that the old women no longer have the face and heart of a girl, and they no longer have the spirit of adventure and hard work, but they have a contented and optimistic heart. I prefer to cherish every moment, cherish it before "never again", and only understand the value of what I have when I lose it. There is no more childhood, no more naivety, no more yesterday, no more different sky ......I have deeply remembered the good things of the past ...... in my heart

You can write about the friendship with a friend because of a trivial matter, highlighting your regrets and the lessons you have learned, which is in line with the theme (no more friendship with friends).

Never again" is not a complete sentence, followed by the object you want to write about, literally understood should be to write about the deceased people or things that have been lost traditions, culture, customs, etc., to express thoughts or regrets. You can write about a person and express your thoughts; You can also write about a building, a custom, and express your opinion. For example, there is no more carefree childhood, there is no one who is so good to me anymore, there is no more time to pass, and so on.

It is recommended that you think about it in light of your own reality.

The responsibility never left me again.

People are born to be responsible and fulfill their commitments.

Inscription. Before, I didn't take responsibility to heart. Since that turmoil, I have come to realize the weight of the word responsibility.

Playing table tennis is my favorite sport. It was a sunny Saturday afternoon. It was really a good day to play table tennis.

Ding zero zero, Ding zero zero ......"Iron buddies know me so well, I was about to go on an appointment with him, but he was one step ahead of me, "Hey, see you at the school gate at two o'clock in the afternoon." ”

See you or leave you. I said yes.

But that's not the case. In the face of that wonderful TV content, I couldn't bear to put down the remote control in my hand. It's 1:30 a.m., and I'm still frozen in front of the TV.

At one forty-five o'clock, I was still dumbfounded. The plot of the TV series is twists and turns, intriguing, and a thought suddenly came to my heart: forget it this time.

There will be such good weather in the future, so why don't you go next time! I'll apologize to him tomorrow and finish watching this TV series first.

On Sunday afternoon, the wind blew hard. When I arrived at school, I remembered to say "I'm sorry" to him. So, I hurriedly got the car, picked up my school bag, and hurried to the classroom, putting down the heavy school bag.

I rushed out of the classroom and ran to the door of his classroom, where I saw him reading a book from afar. As I approached, he spotted me, dropped the book in his hand, and walked over.

Boy, you're really good at making a whole person, causing me to wait at the door for more than two hours. ”

I'm really sorry. That TV show was amazing. How about next Saturday? ”

Yes! Just don't be irresponsible like this time. Also, if you 'trick' me again, even if you use eight sedan chairs to invite, I won't go. "Hearing this, I realized the damage I had done to him.

And it was that since then, the responsibility has never left me.

Yesterday is a very real and distant term. Perhaps, yesterday you had flowers and applause, and you had honor; Perhaps, yesterday you were disappointed in the exam room; Maybe this burial, yesterday was just an ordinary 24 hours for you, as plain as a glass of boiled water. Now you may still be immersed in the joy of success, recalling the excitement and impulse of every minute at that time; Perhaps you are still regretting your mistakes yesterday and recalling the bitter consequences of your momentary hot-headedness. Maybe you feel flat, you don't even feel like the 24 hours that belong to yesterday, your mind is confused or blank, and you feel like the walking dead at that moment.

But I want to tell you that once the footsteps of time have passed, yesterday will become history, and history cannot be changed, at least with the current science and technology. Yesterday is yesterday, it's still the same, it won't change because of you. Tomorrow, a term that seems close at hand, but very vague.

Perhaps, you are imagining what I will do tomorrow; Perhaps, you deny tomorrow's success precisely because of today's failure; Perhaps, you always want to put today's responsibility on tomorrow's burden. But I want to tell you that as long as the pace of time has not yet arrived, no one can decide tomorrow, tomorrow is tomorrow, it does not belong to you in real life, it is an eternal unknown, no one can know what their tomorrow will be, at least not now. Tomorrow belongs to the future, maybe tomorrow will be changed by you, but it is not something that can be obtained by sitting down and thinking that you can get it, if you want to have the initiative of tomorrow, you have to look at today.

Today, it is a term that completely belongs to oneself and belongs to reality. Today will not be shaken by yesterday's gains and losses, nor will we lose ourselves because of tomorrow's vision. No matter what happened yesterday, everything will be like a passing cloud, no matter how tomorrow changes, today belongs to you, only by grasping today, can we make up for yesterday and create tomorrow.

Only by grasping the present, can we gallop in tomorrow, only by grasping the present, can we enrich the illusory tomorrow, and only by grasping the present can we create the glory of tomorrow! Those who are still wandering in time, those who are still stuck in the past, those who have not yet been discovered, those who have wasted their time in vain, do not hesitate anymore, only grasping the present is the most ideal and only choice.