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The dandelion is the last to go


When you left, I was very sad, but I used the pretense to resist the tears of parting. I want you to know that I am also very strong. But on the night you left, I shed tears that you didn't know, and no one knew. I went back to the one who liked to find happiness in writing. After ten days, I really forgot the days of searching for music, but now I have left, only left memories, shed tears, and stayed. Under the power. We will definitely work hard, and after a year I will have a clear conscience.

Tears still lost their eyes and lost their glasses. But you don't need other people's compassion, because I can be stronger in the future.

Memories, without my first day with you, I am so regretful.

Memories, and the second day we didn't have together, I regret it.

Memories, we are separated by two places, I rushed back, in the car, I was looking forward to working with you to write a good time. To be honest, I am looking forward to it today and I have done it. I have thought about something in the car, but I have forgotten it now.

Memories, the fourth day. I am coming, you are welcoming. I like loneliness, I did the last table. At that time, we were so strange to each other, I didn't dare to look at the strange faces. When I arrived, I didn't know anyone. The only thing that made me familiar with it was Huan Liang, Li Ming, Yu Qi, Tao Yuan, and so on. I still remember that morning, a fat ah teacher in the hands of a high-definition fan, early reading with English and oral practice, I am speechless and helpless. At that time, I thought that I was smart enough to look at Teacher Azhou. A teacher, I am sorry! Look at my face of 20 yuan for 20 Hong Kong dollars, you should not care about me? Hey. Only hairy. That afternoon, Si Si’s chemistry class still made me remember. I also wrote the first day of the dandelion diary! Hairy.

Memories, the fifth day. Gradually, I chatted with the most introverted teacher, and gradually encouraged me to write on the blackboard in the Korean class. I gradually went up and wrote, and she smiled and gave me a thumbs, gradually I was influenced by that smile, my original introvert, and gradually I walked out of my inner world, boldly accepted the former classmates, boldly familiar with the teacher, and bolder for us. I was very touched by the intent of the class to present a poem. Because my song was given to the teacher who was parting by Huanhua and Senhua. I am very touched, and my talent for making words is finally recognized by you.

Gradually, I also began to forget to look for happiness in writing, more happiness. In the reality, you gave me, gradually, I and Zewu brother, Xiaoran principal, Yueting sister, son and sister from strangers When you are familiar with the feelings of reluctance, you and me will not be willing to remember forever. Gradually, you left, we said goodbye. Gradually, how many of us can hold back tears to say goodbye?

You are in Zhongda, we are in good middle school. It’s not the distance, the miss is not the thought, the time is only the time, the thought is only once. We must believe that there is no banquet in the world, and every day is still needed, with a calm smile.

Fengliang Middle School, Fengshun County, Fengshun County, Meizhou, Guangdong, China

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