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If I become a memory


Still sitting in front of the computer, the eyes looked at the screen silently, and the time slipped through the minute, but I never knew how to open this space that I had forgotten for a long time.

Locking for so long seems to have become a habit, some memories, some grief may be fixed on a certain day of the month. Some things can be forgotten without a finger to delete the key, so it is still lying in a corner of my sad heart, so let it slowly dye the mark of time, and then quietly grow old. Time covers my life as easily as water, sometimes looking up at the sun, so bright, no matter how the world smashes the sea, it caresses the fragile creatures with its warmest sunshine. However, such a warm and bright sunshine often makes my eyes warm, until I find that my face is wet, I will say silly: "The sun will also shed tears. I once fell in love with the word warm, maybe These two pure words are the portrayal of my mood, warm sadness, sad warmth.

For a long, long time, I will lick my fingers every day, count how far away from the day, and then look at the sky very much, looking at the empty and sad existence. For a long time, I will read the poems of Dai Wangshu every day, and then I will say to myself: "Mr. Wang Shu, autumn is really coming! This sad season is really coming!

I have heard Liu Ruoying’s "I am very good". She said a word in the prelude of the song. Now more and more people can easily say that I love you, but it is difficult to say that I am very good. . At that time, I really had a hard time understanding the meaning of this sentence. I just felt that the melody was beautiful. In fact, I don’t remember the lyrics, but I was paranoid about this song. Later, when I heard this song again, it was already a person, and the mood was inexplicably complicated. I no longer simply listened to the melody, but honestly tried to rephrase Liu Ruoying’s sentence.

I finally understood that the pain of life has to go through such three simple words. Later, I used my heart to remember the words that others said, every smile, every moment of touching, and then said to myself: "In fact, you can have that smile, that kind of moving. I am grateful, grateful to God for giving human laughter. Later, even if I am sad, I still smile, cross the crowd, cross the heart, until I walk to my own face, go to the one who once did not know how to be good, give her the most peaceful hug .

Life is like this, just like a circle, pain, remember, and then the clouds are light and the circulation is not limited. I often think that if I become a memory, I don't know if somewhere in the time palm print will record my annual ring, record the transformation of a girl, although the process is so painful, I have to want to be weak and give up everything. If I become a memory, I don't know if a certain space of the time palm print can hold the weight that I have existed, and put on those simple emotions, so that it can always radiate its most authentic fragrance.

The third middle school of Nayong County, Bijie County, Guizhou Province, the third (1) class, the third day: Longjiangling

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