1. You are still by my side composition
I am not afraid of falling, because your footprints are with me all the way; I am not afraid of hardships, because you taught me to be strong; I will grow and be happy all the way. Sing, work hard and be glorious all the way. I will go through the storm and embrace the first ray of sunshine at dawn, because you are always by my side, accompanying me to gaze at the dawn of hope.
In that Weiyang night of bitter tears, in that silent dawn of sadness and despair, my dear Mianmian, thank you for always being by my side and giving me strength. When I saw the transcript, my eyes were slightly red, when I was at a loss when faced with the problems, when I took off the sail and planned to return. It was you who held my hand and told me that without experiencing snow and frost, how could plum blossoms be full of fragrance? How could dandelions be spread all over the world without experiencing wind and sun? Only with the dimness and length of the night can there be the warmth and brilliance of the sun. Although we will never study in the same class now, whenever I encounter difficulties and want to give up, I will always think of you. Your long bangs are decorated with the color of the sun, and your confident face is full of optimism and strength. . Rabindranath Tagore once said: "Only those who have experienced hellish hardships can have the power to create heaven. Only fingers that have shed blood can play the swan song of the world." I am not God. I can create heaven after experiencing hardships. I am not a piano player. Strings dipped in blood can compose the sounds of nature. But like them, I will go through hardships and never give up, flap my ideal wings in the sky of lightning and thunder, and look forward to the coming glory of life on the dark and bumpy road, just because you are always by my side. Taught me optimism and strength.
Dear Xiaohui, do you remember the green playground in primary school, where we used to lie on it and watch the white clouds and the blue sky, letting our thoughts run wild? Do you remember the old man selling popsicles at the school gate? We never got tired of eating the popsicles for a dime each? I have gradually forgotten my classmates at that time, but I still remember you. We have known each other since we were 5 years old. You have been my first friend since I knew the concept of friends. You don’t know how much I miss the past. , I have seen the sky and white clouds many times, but I can no longer have the carefree mood of my childhood; I have eaten McDonald's and KFC many times, but I feel that they are far less delicious than the popsicles that cost ten cents each. Until that day, I walked into the high school campus with infinite longing. Time arranged for us to meet again, ten years later. When we met each other, I couldn't describe the surprise and touch. With the polishing of time, we have all lost our childishness. The young edges and corners emit soft light in the sun, and the youthful faces interpret the infinite hope for the future. . I said, you have changed so much that I almost don’t recognize you anymore. You shook your head and said with a smile, I haven't changed, I will still be by your side. Maybe the grass we once lay on and looked up at the sky has turned yellow, and the old man selling popsicles has gone to another world. But they all sparkle again in my memory with your words "I will still be by your side", and the flavor of childhood floats into the air ten years later. 2. Composition "You Are Still By My Side"
Recently there is a love letter that is particularly popular. It is the first prize of the Chinese University of Hong Kong's micro-love letter "You Are Still By My Side".
In just a few words, the endless longing for our mother is vividly presented before our eyes. The first two sections of the micro-love letter use several assumptions, which are simply impossible to realize in this world.
The water of the waterfall will not flow upstream, the scattered dandelions will no longer gather into an umbrella, the sun will never rise in the west and set in the east, and the bullets will never be fired. There was no way he would come back, and how could the university he was already studying in return the notice and let him go back to the ten years before he studied hard in the cold window? None of this can be achieved, because time will never go back because of someone. It will always move forward ruthlessly and fairly. We can only cherish the time we have.
In the third section of this micro-love letter, he writes about the things that his mother has done for him, such as the fragrant kitchen, the signed test papers, the organized schoolbags, simple trivial matters, and then again. Reminiscing with a pen has already made people flooded with emotions.
At that time, my mother was still alive and would not feel how touching these little things were.
In the last sentence of the article, "You are still by my side", it was no longer possible to control the tears and let them rush out with sadness. We are all like this. We can never realize how good something is until we lose it, and then we will realize how important it is.
We still have our parents around us. Ask yourself, how much have you repaid your parents? Or how much love do you feel from your parents? If you are still complaining about what your parents cannot give you, please stop complaining immediately. Don't be like the micro-love letter "You're Still by My Side", where you want to support your child but don't wait for her. Time will give you time to understand, but often when you understand, you can never look back and cherish it.
Take good care of everyone who loves you, they are by your side now. 3. I hope you are still by my side
Recently there is a love letter that is particularly popular. It is the first prize of the Chinese University of Hong Kong’s micro-love letter "You are still by my side". It is short. A few words, the endless longing for our mother is vividly presented before our eyes.
The first two sections of the micro-love letter use several assumptions, which are simply impossible to realize in this world. The water of the waterfall will not flow backwards. Above, the scattered dandelions will no longer gather into an umbrella. The sun will never rise in the west or set in the east. The bullets that are fired will never come back. And how can the university that I am already studying in return the notice? Let him go back to the ten years before he studied hard. None of this can be achieved, because time will never go back because of someone. It will always move forward ruthlessly and fairly. We can only cherish the time we have.
In the third section of this micro-love letter, he writes about the things his mother has done for him, such as the fragrant kitchen, signed test papers, organized schoolbags, and simple trivial matters, which he will use again. Writing memories has already made people overflowing with emotions. At that time, my mother was still alive and would not feel how touching these little things were. The last sentence of the article, "You are still by my side" can no longer control the tears and let them carry them. Sadness surges out.
We are all like this. We can never realize how good the things we have are. Only after we lose them will we realize how important it is. We still have our parents around us, and we should ask ourselves, How much have you repaid your parents? Or how much love do you feel from your parents? If you are still complaining about what your parents cannot give you, please stop your complaining immediately.
Don’t be like the micro-love letter "You are still by my side", where the child wants to be raised but cannot be loved, time will pass. Give you time to understand, but often when you understand, you can never go back and cherish it. Take good care of everyone who loves you, they are by your side now. 4. You are by my side essay 600 words
You are by my side
I am not afraid of falling, because your footprints are with me all the way; I am not afraid of hardships, because you taught me to be strong; I will grow and sing and fight all the way. Brilliant journey. I will go through the storm and embrace the first ray of sunshine at dawn, because you are always by my side, accompanying me to gaze at the dawn of hope.
In that Weiyang night of bitter tears, in that silent dawn of sadness and despair, my dear Mianmian, thank you for always being by my side and giving me strength. When I saw the transcript, my eyes were slightly red, when I was at a loss when faced with the problems, when I took off the sail and planned to return. It was you who held my hand and told me that without experiencing snow and frost, how could plum blossoms be full of fragrance? How could dandelions be spread all over the world without experiencing wind and sun? Only with the dimness and length of the night can there be the warmth and brilliance of the sun. Although we will never study in the same class now, whenever I encounter difficulties and want to give up, I will always think of you. Your long bangs are decorated with the color of the sun, and your confident face is full of optimism and strength. . Rabindranath Tagore once said: "Only those who have experienced hellish hardships can have the power to create heaven. Only fingers that have shed blood can play the swan song of the world." I am not God. I can create heaven after experiencing hardships. I am not a piano player. Strings dipped in blood can compose the sounds of nature.
But like them, I will go through hardships and never give up, flap my ideal wings in the sky of lightning and thunder, and look forward to the coming glory of life on the dark and bumpy road, just because you are always by my side. Taught me optimism and strength.
Dear Xiaohui, do you remember the green playground in primary school, where we used to lie on it and watch the white clouds and the blue sky, letting our thoughts run wild? Do you remember the old man selling popsicles at the school gate? We never got tired of eating the popsicles for a dime each? I have gradually forgotten my classmates at that time, but I still remember you. We have known each other since we were 5 years old. You have been my first friend since I knew the concept of friends. You don’t know how much I miss the past. , I have seen the sky and white clouds many times, but I can no longer have the carefree mood of my childhood; I have eaten McDonald's and KFC many times, but I feel that they are far less delicious than the popsicles that cost ten cents each. Until that day, I walked into the high school campus with infinite longing. Time arranged for us to meet again, ten years later. When we met each other, I couldn't describe the surprise and touch. With the polishing of time, we have all lost our childishness. The young edges and corners emit soft light in the sun, and the youthful faces interpret the infinite hope for the future. . I said, you have changed so much that I almost don’t recognize you anymore. You shook your head and said with a smile, I haven't changed, I will still be by your side. Maybe the grass we once lay on and looked up at the sky has turned yellow, and the old man selling popsicles has gone to another world. But they all sparkle again in my memory with your words "I will still be by your side", and the flavor of childhood floats into the air ten years later. 5. Write an essay "You are by my side", no less than 600 words
The audience applauded for a long time. Standing on the podium, holding the calligraphy award certificate, I was very excited, but At this time, I just want to say to my father: "Thank you, my dear dad."
I have been a naughty child since I was a child. When I have free time, I either go up the trees to catch cicadas, or go down the river to catch shrimps. When I get bored, I can't help but draw a few little figures on my father's paper. In order to cultivate my "concentration", my father asked me to pick up a writing brush. Unexpectedly, eight years have passed since I picked it up.
With the help of my father, I won three first places and one second place in district competitions. He couldn't help but feel complacent in his heart: "Dad, don't let me participate in any competitions in the future. I will be the first to get home when I go out." The father smiled. He took me to visit a juvenile calligraphy and painting exhibition held in the province. Only when I saw the exquisite calligraphy works on the wall did I understand what it means to be a frog in a well. My father led me to look at them one by one. Some characters were magnificent, some were fresh and elegant, some were like tall mountains and turbulent seas, and some were like streams in the mountains, which were endlessly memorable.
My father asked with a smile: "How is it?" I held my father's hand tightly: "Dad, go home and write and write, I will not be content with others!" My father smiled softly again. .
"When you pick up your pen, you are practicing calligraphy." My father always taught me this. In summer, the sun is scorching. But I was at the Sifangtai, letting my pen and ink flow freely. My father brought fans and air conditioners, and gave me careful guidance at the table: "When practicing calligraphy, you must experience it with your heart, so that you can improve." In winter, the cold wind was biting, and my father was always by my side. Help me wash my pen, but I forgot about the frostbite on my hands. Every time I write, he never forgets to remind me:
"This person must be like this character, stable and square." I understand my father's heart.
This time in the provincial calligraphy exchange competition, I won another prize. My father looked at me from the audience, with that amiable smile still on his face. Thank you, my dear dad, for bringing me the fragrance of pen and ink, and for supporting this blue sky that belongs to me!
2 Father, the eternal sun in my heart
Maternal love is great. Many people write articles praising mothers, but besides that, have you not thought about the great father's love? Father's love is different from mother's love. If mother's love is a drop of water, then father's love is the sea shining on the blue sky above our heads. I am a small sail on the sea, but I don't understand the vastness of the sea. Then Second-rate. .
That time on my mother's birthday, I gave her a greeting card. My mother was very happy. When my father saw it, he held it in his hand and looked left and right, as if it was for him, but I said loudly: "This is "Given to my mother." My father's face darkened, as if it was about to rain. Only then did I realize how powerful these words were. They had broken my father's heart. My father silently put down the card and walked in. I went to the restaurant to prepare a birthday dinner for my mother. I realized that my father also cared about me and loved me, but I didn't even send him a card. I remember another time, I took an English test. With a score of 91, I said to my father with self-satisfaction: "Dad, how do you think I got a score of 91? Not bad!" My father said calmly: "Don't be proud, there are scores higher than this. You are better." When I heard this, I became unhappy and covered my ears with my hands, trying to avoid him. But my father said loudly: "Don't run away from your shortcomings. If you run away, you will never succeed." Now. Only then did I realize how true this sentence was. It kept me from sinking on the road of learning. In this sincere criticism, I understood my father's love for me. That kind of love is rich and simple. Over the past 10 years , my father gave me endless love and affection, which is simple and broad. I was still young, and maybe I only saw a silhouette of my father. I didn’t fully understand what he had experienced. Even though my father was not a perfect person, man, but his love for me is selfless. Father, the eternal sun in my heart. 6. With you by my side, a 600-word essay on true feelings
With you by my side
You are a big tree standing next to me.
You are fruitful and tall. When I'm thirsty, I can turn around, pick a mouth-watering fruit and taste it slowly; when I'm tired, I can stop and lean against you; when I'm hot, I can hide under the Under the shade of your dense trees, enjoy the caress of the breeze...
I am walking in a hurry on the road of learning, and it is inevitable that I will fall and bump. When I failed in the exam, I picked the fruit of diligence; when I encountered difficulties, I picked the fruit of encouragement; when I won, I picked the fruit of humility... savor it carefully Bitter yet sweet yet sour...
Look back, turn around, you are by my side.
When the burden of study is on me, when the steps under my feet are too heavy, and every step is so difficult, I feel exhausted. At this time, I stopped and put everything aside. I leaned on you, looked at the blue sky and quietly smelled the green breath emanating from your body. It made me intoxicated and closed my eyes to enjoy...
When I recovered from my tired body and mind under your shade, I was once again full of strength, and with confidence and fighting spirit, I threw myself into the sea of ????questions again, and once again took the steps of struggle, hoping to move forward successfully...
Look back, turn around, read you, you are by my side.
In fact, there is such a big tree behind everyone. It is the teachings of teachers, the encouragement of friends, and the selfless care of mothers. They silently irrigate this tree as you grow. Let them become the habitat of our souls. When we fail in the process of learning, the encouragement of friends will give us the motivation to move forward; when we make mistakes, the teacher's teachings will give us the opportunity to correct; when we When you are writing furiously late at night, your mother's company gives you the determination to finish the work.
It was unusually quiet outside the window late at night. Except for the sound of the breeze from time to time, it was the sound of my brush strokes. I was swimming alone in the sea of ??topics, accompanied by anxiety and exhaustion. Every second that passes, my determination to keep doing it weakens. At this time, my mother will quietly take a book, sit at the desk and read it silently. She does not ask about my situation, nor does she complain about being tired. She is Afraid of affecting me, but when I took a sneak peek at her, I found that she was rubbing her eyes quietly... My mother's silent company made me smell the selfless dedication of the big tree...
Turn around, turn around, I understand you, you are by my side.
The pace of progress has never stopped, the goal of struggle has never changed, but my understanding and touching of you have become more and more profound and clear.
Maybe your silence made me start to read you, maybe your breath made me start to understand you, maybe your care made me start to learn to love you unconsciously... No matter how hard or tired you are, you will always be standing behind me. , gave me incomparable warmth and happiness, and made me understand family affection...
Mother? Or a big tree? I don't know, and I don't want to know...
Because they are the same, but also different...
Turn around, turn around, hug you, you are by my side! 7. Please write a micro-composition to remind you to still be by my side
I turned on the music by chance, played that song inadvertently, and listening to the familiar melody, I felt as if you were by my side. Leave.
——Inscription: I can’t remember how many springs, summers, autumns, and winters we spent together running carefree in the fields; I can’t remember how many springs, summers, autumns, and winters we spent together, gradually racing with the wind of freedom . I only remember the unbridled laughter and playfulness.
When you are tired, you lay down on the green grass with your head up, close your eyes, bathe in the warm sunshine, and listen to the whisper of the breeze. Even if we fall asleep, we still feel each other's presence in our sleep. In the darkness where there is no sky, no earth, only nothingness, only you are by my side.
In the blink of an eye, time has passed, and we who were once inseparable have become far apart. I still remember that parting. There were no greetings, no blessings, only two simple teenagers hugging each other and crying, and the tears completely broke down. The skirt of my clothes was wet. I remember how many times I acted coquettishly but could not save our reunion.
Later on, I got used to it and gradually matured. I would write to you every week, and I would often receive letters from you. I would often open your letters and listen to your life. In a trance, I seem to see your figure again, returning to the childhood in that dream. The familiar grassland has never left me, and you are by my side, never leaving. There are always some annoying and trivial things in life. I have been confused, suffered, escaped, and vented. I have also been decadent and lost confidence in life. I feel lifeless and listless all day long. I just feel that the world has lost all its luster and is completely gray. , no longer have the courage to move forward.
But every time your figure appears in front of me, with that unrestrained smile on your face, then I suddenly feel that the burden on my body is much lighter, my mood is getting better, and the world in front of me is once again radiant. The brilliance of my life gave me the courage to move forward again, I straightened my mood, picked up my baggage, and continued to move towards the future. I have written to you many times and received your replies many times. Among the many letters, most of the contents have been forgotten, but there is one sentence that I cannot forget: Even if the world forgets you, remember that I am still with you. around.
So, I smiled stupidly, my friend did the same, and there was nothing else I could ask for. Listening to the melody, following the beat, listening to the familiar songs coming from the headphones, I couldn't help but sing along: "Having you by my side makes life fresher, and every moment is wonderful, I want to..." 8. You, just Write a 600-word essay for the title "Beside Me"
How many lonely nights, looking up at the stars, I clearly remember that you said to me: "I am right next to you..."
——Inscription
When I was a child, I finally waited for the night when I slept in a separate bed with you. You tucked me in, gently stroked my soft hair, and gave me your love as usual. I hummed a lullaby to coax me to sleep.
I closed my eyes and opened them, then closed them again, and said to you with tears in my eyes: "Mom, don't go, I'm afraid -" You smiled, left a gentle kiss on my cheek, and said, "Don't be afraid, mom is by your side. "So, I fell asleep peacefully. I got up early the next morning, looked at the dawn coming in from the window, and ran to you excitedly, saying that I was a little warrior and could sleep by myself. You squatted down , said to me softly: "Mom has always been by your side..." I saw the twinkling light in your eyes, like a firm belief.
Every night, I go to bed with the belief that "you are by my side". In my sleep, I see you and I blowing bubbles on the lawn, rowing in the lake, and We flew kites in the square and went to the zoo to see giraffes together...
During the summer vacation three years ago, my cousin who took me to Y City for fun could not return with me because of something else. On the other end of the phone, you asked me in a slightly expectant tone: "Can you take the train home by yourself?" I hesitated for a while, but still nodded and said, "Yes." - So, I took your sentence " "Good boy, mom is by your side." I boarded the Harmony train whose terminal was Jinan. Along the way, I had no intention of reading the magazines on the seat for passengers to kill time. All I thought about was you, what you said to me. of "I'm right there with you."
Every time I walk alone, I feel uneasy and uneasy, just because - you are by my side.
How many times have I been nervous in my heart, and how many times have I had setbacks in my studies, so many times have you said to me, "You are by my side." So, I got used to thinking about what you said to me before taking exams, participating in speeches, painting competitions, and hosting programs: you are by my side.
"Mother, you are the lotus leaf, and I am the red lotus. The raindrops in my heart are coming. Apart from you, who is my shade under the unobstructed sky?" (Bing Xinyu) Mom, you are the one. Be by my side, I know, that is forever... 9. Thank you for still being by my side
I am deeply intoxicated by it. Make me feel cherished.
——Inscription
Sitting alone under the starry sky, listening to the wind chimes of time, a string of notes flowed out, beating between my fingers.
Grandma, looking back on the road I have walked, it may be happy, twists and turns, or sad, but you are always by my side, which makes me feel warmer and makes me cherish being with you very much. of every second.
What echoes in the alley is our love and our voices. Do you still remember?
Entering primary school, you are by my side every day, taking care of my life. And at that time, I always felt that the time after school was the most beautiful. After school, when I walked out of the school gate, I saw you with a back as straight as April, and I walked towards you and threw myself into the warm embrace I thought at that time. You touched my head, handed me a candy, and put it in my mouth, it was sweet. Big hands holding small hands, we walked together in the alleys, singing Jiangnan tunes, and the long alleys also echoed deeply...
Under the starry sky, your love for me is hidden , echoing our joys and sorrows, will stay in my heart forever. do you remember?
I have been immersed in depression since I walked into the gate of junior high school. It was you who accompanied me when I was sad, and you who accompanied me when I was happy. You rejoice with me in the joy of success, hold me in your arms, point to the endless sky, and say to me: "Our little Rui will always be the brightest star in the sky." Then, came our Laughter. The taste of failure is that you accompany me in pain and regain my confidence: "It doesn't matter, we will win next time." You touched my head and held me tightly in your arms...
In the room, the breeze blows, storing the fragrance of magnolia flowers and our memories. do you remember?
Sitting under the stars with you, looking into the distance, you said you were tired, so I helped you into the house. I covered you with the quilt, and when I stood up to leave, you held my hand tightly, just like I held you tightly back then. That night, I stayed with you and listened to you telling us about our memories. It was so sad and touching. That night, Cicada also stopped singing and quietly listened to you telling us our memories by the window. The gentle breeze blows by, making people feel particularly comfortable, and the fragrance of magnolia flowers beside the bed is particularly refreshing...
Thank you for staying with me, thank you for the love you have given me, which always makes me deeply I was so intoxicated that I couldn't bear to leave. 10. Composition for the third grade of junior high school, I have you by my side
I accidentally turned on the music and played that song inadvertently. Listening to the familiar melody, I felt as if you were by my side, never separated. go.
——Inscription
I can’t remember how many springs, summers, autumns, and winters we spent carefree running together in the fields; I can’t remember how many springs, summers, autumns, and winters we spent together, gradually racing with the wind of freedom. . I only remember the unbridled laughter and playfulness. When I was tired, I laid my head on the green grass, closed my eyes, bathed in the warm sunshine, and listened to the whisper of the breeze. Even if we fall asleep, we still feel each other's presence in our sleep. In the darkness where there is no sky, no earth, only nothingness, only you are by my side.
In the blink of an eye, time has passed, and we who were once inseparable have become far apart. I still remember that parting. There were no greetings, no blessings, only two simple teenagers hugging each other and crying, and the tears completely broke down. The skirt of my clothes was wet. I remember how many times I acted coquettishly but could not save our reunion. Later, I got used to it and gradually matured. I wrote to you every week and often received letters from you. Every time I opened your letters and listened to your life, I felt like I saw you again. My figure has returned to my childhood in that dream. The familiar grassland has never left me, and you are by my side, never leaving.
There are always so many annoying and trivial things in life. I have been confused, painful, escaping, and venting. I have also been decadent and lost confidence in life. I feel lifeless and listless all day long. I just feel that the world seems to be empty. All brilliance has been lost, it is all gloomy, and I no longer have the courage to move forward. But every time your figure appears in front of me, with that unrestrained smile on your face, then I suddenly feel that the burden on my body is much lighter, my mood becomes better, and the world in front of me once again glows with brilliant brilliance, so I have it again. The courage to move forward, straighten your mood, pick up the baggage, and continue to move towards the future.
I have written to you many times and received your replies many times. Among the many letters, most of the contents have been forgotten, but there is one sentence that I cannot forget: Even if the world forgets you, but Remember, I am still by your side. So, I smiled stupidly, my friend did the same, and what else could I ask for.
Listening to the melody, following the beat, and listening to the familiar song coming from the headphones, I couldn’t help but sing loudly: "Having you by my side makes life fresher, and every moment is wonderful, I want to... …