That Different Truth, That Different Truth 600 Words Essay

I'd like to take a look with you.

Refurbished and yellowed school building.

A sweaty playground.

A library that occupies an overseat seat.

Take a look at all the bearers.

A place of our youth and dreams.

And then. Take our youth.

Pack it in your wedding photos.

Groom: Mr. Ho.

Bride: Miss Long.

Photographer: Deng Guojian.

Makeup artist: Liang Liling.

I still remember that year.

Find ways to see you at school.

Then pretend to have met by chance.

Listen to your soft, gentle greetings.

So today is a good day.

<> immature like.

It's the that's following you.

It's a ghost horse that makes you happy.

It's noisy and noisy around you all day.

Just to be glared at by you.

I still remember that year.

A pen that pretends to be knocked out.

Whispers spoken in class.

I remember the girl I secretly saw**.

Remember the side face of each of your serious studies.

<> ignorant likes.

It's you who ride your bike and ask if you want to go home together.

It was our noisy fuss on the way home.

It's a green and sweet nose kiss.

At that time, the evening breeze was so soft that there was no complaint.

<> go back to school to relive memories.

I found out that I was naïve at that time.

Actually, gently, gently.

I have been staying in the softest place in my heart.

No matter how the years go by, it never fades.

I used to have so many melancholy, thinking about it is often heartbreaking, I don't know where my pursuit is, but I only know that different true feelings, always with me.

Why are you reading these boring books again! It's almost time for the exam, can't you just go and revise it? Look at your grades!

Your essay is so bad, shouldn't you read some composition essays? What's the use of these **......"I heard my mother's words like a torrent of words pouring into my brain like opening the floodgates. The small flame in my heart burst out like a volcano in an instant.

Even the little flower outside the window seemed to sense the anger burning in the house, and hung her head down, shaking and shaking her ......

What is boring**! There are also a lot of things to learn from these **! Moreover, many famous books are **!

You don't understand anything, and you still talk about me! The words that had been suppressed in my heart for a long time were completely filtered and modified by my brain, and I spit them out all in one go. However, the other side just hung his head and sighed.

Seeing this, my heartstrings fluttered gently as if they had been plucked. The breeze was blowing, and the leaves seemed to be silently criticizing my unreasonable behavior.

The waves were rippling, the white clouds were flickering, and in an instant, it was time to go to school again. "Do you have enough money? "It seems that today's noise has had an effect on her, and she talks to me gently, rubbing the floor. But it was like a pebble, falling into the lake, and the water rippled in circles ......

Your words are sometimes harsh, sometimes warm, and make me feel both angry and angry. Your concern is never beyond words, but you love me, care for me, and help me in small actions.

However, when I look back on this incident in hindsight, I realized that you were just worried about my study, afraid that it would fall; Worried about my eyes, afraid it would hurt ......Your bitter heart has been broken by my ignorant words, why are you so stupid......

In my previous life, I knelt down in front of the Buddha and prayed for thousands of years before I could have you by my side on the road to youth.

I don't know where my pursuit is, but I don't think about it, the years flow silently, but who wants to be confused all the time? I want to fly, and that different truth always applauds me!

Family affection is ordinary and ordinary, and it is condensed by the most ordinary bits and pieces of life. But sometimes some small things make me ignore that this is actually family affection.

This Sunday, I was very excited because the school was going to organize a spring outing next Wednesday. Ever since I woke up in the morning, I have been thinking about what to prepare and how much to eat. Is it fun to go somewhere?

When it was time to learn to write calligraphy, I hurriedly sorted out the utensils, and when I was leaving, my mother repeatedly told me whether I had dropped something, and I shook my head vigorously, indicating that I was all ready, and complained that my mother was always not at ease.

The weather was so good, my parents accompanied me to the school, and just about to step into the school gate, I took the bag my father carried only to find that I forgot to take the calligraphy and painting felt. Mom was very happy just now, but after listening to it, her face sank suddenly, and she said angrily: "How many times have you said it, don't lose anything about doing things, I reminded you just now, where did you say your soul went?"

Looking at my mother's elongated face, I really regretted how absent-mindedly I was when I was sorting out my brush supplies. But Dad said, "Child, it's normal, tease you to write first, and Dad will help you get it later."

When my mother saw that my father was protecting me, she became even more angry: "It's all what you're used to, and you have developed this kind of bad disease." "Seeing that my mother was about to lose her temper, my father hurriedly sent me to school.

But I know that my parents will definitely have to argue about this again. When I was making do with the cardboard as a calligraphy and painting felt to write, my father sent the calligraphy and painting felt, and when I saw my father's panting appearance, I thought to myself: Father is still good to me.

When I was writing calligraphy, I still wondered why my mother was so angry with me. Thinking about it again, my mother's strictness to me has never changed, in my studies and life, sometimes I am very afraid of her, but if I don't have my mother's strictness and only my father's favor, then what would I do? In fact, my mother only gets angry when I make one "mistake" or another.

In fact, this is family affection! Mom sometimes gets angry because I'm her daughter and she doesn't want me to be distracted; And my father was not angry, and because I was his daughter, he would forgive me for all my little faults, and he would not bother to send me calligraphy and painting felts.

Mom's strictness and Dad's tolerance are all family affection, which makes me love them as always.

I don't understand what your problem is?

On Saturday, our family went shopping, and halfway through, we met an old beggar. The scene of his ragged clothes and messy hair, and a child beside him, a rabbit-lipped boy sleeping with a rag, made me feel a pang of sympathy and pity in his broken bowl, and his broken bowl contained only a bun and a few dimes. I couldn't hold back any longer and said to my sister:

Let's ask mom to give them a little money! They are so pathetic! "Hmmm!

So we took a few yuan from my mother and threw it into the bowl, and when the people around us saw it, they threw money at them, and I thought: those adults must want to have compassion for even children, how can I, as an adult, do this! There was more and more money in the broken bowl, one cent, five jiao, one yuan, five yuan, ten yuan, ......The old beggar said in a loud voice

Thank you! Thank you! I thank you for all of you, good people.

My eyes moistened, and suddenly, I realized that there was not money in the bowl, but hot love ......To make this night even more touching and touching, I seem to see that the hearts of those people are like heaven, so bright and beautiful!

There is true love in the world! The truth is in the world!