Essay on the theme of love 1
If we let spring go and autumn come, and the tide ebbs and flows, all changes in nature will still change according to the original laws, will it be the vicissitudes of the human world? Can it also return to its original appearance? If we can still love each other as much as we did when we first met, will our love last forever?
In our youth, we are always willing to hide in our own world, where we build dreamy fairy tales one after another. When dreams are broken, we will learn to be magnanimous, learn not to waste our feelings, and learn to choose a smooth road. In the fairy tale of my youth, the stories may be different, but there is only one protagonist, you.
Everyone’s heart is like fireworks in troubled times. We need to constantly look for a warm corner to block the chaos and confusion of the world. The moment I met you, you were destined to be the most intense beauty in my life. You fell in my eyes, blooming naturally and blooming in the season.
From then on, I became an arrow that left the string, regardless of the wasted years, no matter the haze, rain or snow, I just kept moving forward, chasing you, chasing, chasing, never stopping for a moment.
Just like that, I was drunk in this warmth, the world melted into the gentle spring breeze in April, and the green willows on the shore formed a light green screen. The water waves are as clear as a mirror, awakening the dark green mountain peaks, flowing with the fragrance of flowers, washing away the loneliness and coldness of winter and the color of snow, sending you a dream of warm spring and blooming flowers to your end.
At that time, I wanted to pour out my thoughts. Even though this world is ridiculous, you are still there. With this love, I can accompany me through the complicated years in the messy world of mortals, and gain eternal peace. Even for a moment, I don’t have to face the wind, frost, swords, or care about the wasted years. There is only the warm wind and the warm sunshine. The most beautiful dream is fixed in the most beautiful season, shining brightly throughout my youth.
Your appearance is like the brilliance of the night, not afraid of the swords and shadows of the world, spreading a round of beauty all over the world, bringing glory to the lonely dreams and to the sad me.
So, I started the most brutal fight with myself, putting all the joy in my life on the line and betting on love. How much I want to draw my sword and cut off all the troubles for you, painting the world with your favorite color.
If fate is destined, then the encounter is probably a script that has been arranged early. You meet millions of people every day, but no one really touches you. Then you meet one person and your life changes forever.
Those feelings we never forget, those people we care about every night, will always touch the most vulnerable corner of our hearts. A gust of wind can stir up abundant and faint sadness.
At this moment, time suddenly became very slow, and loneliness became very long. The sound of the walking clock struck my heart, echoing with longing. Composition 2 on the theme of love
Grandma is a typical southern woman, beautiful, gentle and graceful. Her gray hair is always neatly tied up, and the clothes she wears are always printed with light floral flowers. It also has a nuò accent.
Grandpa once said that the first time he saw grandma was in a noisy market, crowded and bustling, but in his eyes, grandma had the most unique and elegant temperament, as if she was in the beautiful south of the Yangtze River. Grandma just smiled slightly after hearing this, with a touch of reserve.
After grandpa left us, grandma became taciturn. She often sat in the rocking chair where grandpa lay, looking out the window quietly, thinking for a long time.
This year’s Qingming Festival, with a few traces of sadness lingering in the sky, I went back to my hometown with my father to visit my grandfather’s grave. On the morning when I was preparing to go up the mountain, there was still a hint of coolness in the air, so my father asked me to go see my grandma first. I quietly opened grandma's door and looked inside, only to see grandma still lying on the bed, sleeping deeply. The window was opened a small gap, the breeze fluttered the curtains, and even the paper on the wooden table made a rustling sound. I glanced at it, and a few beautiful words on the wall came into view, and I couldn't help but read out loud: "I am so forgetful in old age." Could it be that grandma has forgotten what day it is? Thinking like this, I exhaled quietly and quietly Close the door and go out.
"Grandma hasn't gotten up yet, so she probably won't go up the mountain." I said to my father, and he just nodded. But there is always something troubling in my heart. Maybe it was because when grandpa was here, I really felt my grandpa's feelings for grandma. Now that I think that grandma has begun to forget grandpa, I can't stop feeling sour in my heart.
After sweeping my grandfather’s grave and having lunch, I followed my father back to Shenzhen. Looking at the passing scenery outside the car window, I couldn’t help but think: What is love? The book says that love is a fleeting time. Staying together for a long time in the story is about meeting the most passionate boy in the domineering time, and never leaving in the face of difficult reality. I sighed: No matter what love is, it cannot withstand the passage of time!
When I got home, I immediately turned on the computer and typed in those five words, but the search results made me burst into tears. trickle down. "I am so forgetful in old age" actually corresponds to "I never forget my lovesickness"!
Grandpa, grandma, I think I understand. It turns out that in the loneliest times, we can endure loneliness. In every moment when summer flowers are blooming and winter snow is falling, in every second when time is rushing, we miss each other, across the long river of history, and remain eternal and shining in life. This is love.
"Ten years of life and death are boundless. Without thinking, you will never forget it." Grandpa, I think even if you are in heaven, the woman who changed time and transformed all the beautiful scenery in the world into Jiangnan must still be whispering and graceful in your heart, right? Grandma, I think even if you can no longer feel your grandpa’s real warm body temperature, the wonderful years he spent with you and the tenderness he gave you unconditionally must still be rippling in your heart, right? < /p>
Because of love, no matter how vicissitudes of life, everything remains young. Composition 3 on the theme of love
Beibei:
Near peace! I am always thinking of you, especially in this cold and long rainy night. I think about you so much and it hurts! The lonely days in the mountains are really heartbreaking. Your letter is the only weapon I have to resist this torture. I don’t know how many times I have read these letters. Every time I read them, I will feel your deep love from between the lines. The effect of this on my recovery is far better than any good medicine.
However, you said that you have been very busy recently and cannot write often, and you asked me to take more care of you. I say to you, it doesn't matter, just go about your business and just be good, even though I am so eager to see through it. No matter what, I have decided that one day I will take you away, far away, to the prosperous scene with blooming flowers! Please believe in my decision, because it comes from my heart. Only my sincerity to you is worthy of your care for me!
--This damn cursed world!
Beibei, my dear, I would like to find peace in your gentle embrace and spend my growing old days, even though you always emphasize to me over and over again that you are not as I imagined. It’s so perfect, but I can’t resist! I think, whether it is because of your humble excuse, or because of your reserve, or because you still have reasons that are inconvenient to express to me; even if you will eventually become a resentful woman, a shrew, a shrew (I How can you believe it?), I admit it too! --Because this is my last love!
Beibei, do you know my wish? I am willing to become the fluttering butterfly in your garden, the gorgeous rainbow in front of your window after the rain, and the wisp of incense curling up in your night! Do you know, do you know, that your bright eyes, light smile, and beautiful figure are like a holy snow lotus and like a first-class clear spring water, making people's hearts beat and fascinated? --The paradise on the other side, the paradise in the distance!
I can’t help but eagerly look forward to being with you forever! --Come on, Beibei, come on, what are you waiting for? What is there to hesitate about? ! Let Mars hit the Earth, harder, harder! I want to be like a rushing mountain torrent, breaking through the heavy barriers! Come on, explode! Like a storm that raises huge waves, I would like to hug you tightly in the eye of the storm! Come on, you will see my power. I am as hot as blood. I will burn to a temperature of 3,000 degrees and melt the thousand-year-old glacier in your heart!
You will always be mine! I will be your supreme king! Will you surrender to me willingly? I will always be yours, only yours, my Beibei! This raging fire has burned through every pore and my whole body. How I want to get eternal life in this fire!
The rain fell heavily, and there was silence in the house. I don’t want to sink into the pain anymore and be unable to extricate myself! Dear Beibei, come and save me, use your tenderness and love to dispel the haze and save my lonely soul from the torture of this world! --As long as I have you, I have nothing else to ask for!
The world outside the window is dark and cold. My thoughts have formed a huge web, binding me and making me unable to break free...
Wait quietly. Composition 4 on the theme of love
My younger brother went to attend the graduation ceremony of elementary school and left elementary school life gloriously. When I got home, I was given a stack of red certificates and a carefully crafted love letter. When I first read it, the two words "love letter" on the cover, which were upright and righteous, made me feel tired on the outside and tender on the inside. I still remember the content: It doesn’t matter, I know you like X, but I will always wait for you.
Then the truth came out. It turned out that this was still a love triangle.
Perhaps the first reaction of many people is: Puppy love! Forbidden fruit! But if you carefully recall your childhood life, you will find that they all had such a secret love. I just admire the girl who wrote the love letter. Maybe they don't understand the true meaning of "like", nor the time and future, but she dared to express it and said "I have been waiting for you." Maybe she won't wait.
No one can ask a child to abide by what seems to be a lifelong commitment between adults. Just being able to say what is on your mind is an amazing love. Everyone has their own view of love. Since the views are different, why should we criticize based on our own standpoint. The only difference between adults and children is that children only care about the present, while adults only think about the future.
What is love? You and I don’t know. The explanations in this sea are too scientific explanations, these are all theoretical basis. "Like" and "love" are different. "Like" is pure love, but you are not attracted to the other person. Appreciation, worship, admiration, no one can say that this is just a kind of innocence. "Love" is indeed everything to the other person. The scenery of a lifetime. Of course, including those who choose to love silently. Human nature is to gain and not want to lose.
This is true for everyone.
Love is bitter wine, good medicine, and time sent to make people create beautiful things. No matter how ugly love is, even if it is devalued as worthless, there will still be people who long for the beauty of love.
Love can be vigorous. For Party B's sake, Party A ignores the opposition of his family and wanders around the world with Party B. At this time, love is everything to them. Later, Party A and Party B had to think about life, and they were tossed about in the soup of society every day. At this time, love was the integration of life.
I am not saying that I insist on opposing puppy love, and implement Chairman Mao’s thinking: "Anyone who is not interested in marriage for the purpose of marriage is a hooligan." I just want to say that you have the right to like someone and love someone. You have the right to choose love, but please be careful not to forget yourself. You still have a long future, and in every period of time that belongs to you, there will always be a few unforgettable people and a few beautiful stories. Love, hurt, hate, cry, pain, after everything is over, you still have to face your own life. There will always be someone who blends your love into life, walking through the long future together, and counting the long and flowing time.
Sanmao said: "Thank you for giving me such an empty joy. The beautiful memories we had have made them blurry with tears. When I think of them occasionally, they are still fresh in my memory, just like back then, I loved you. There is no purpose, I just love you. "Essay on Love 5
My father and my mother have been married for twenty years. My mother is a great beauty, and my father looks very ordinary. Many people are talking to my father outside. Just kidding, ask! My mother is so beautiful. When I asked him how he caught her, my father always smiled and said nothing, with a proud expression on his face. My mother smiled secretly. If she had nothing to do, she would sit under the small tree next to the road opposite my father's company to enjoy the shade and wait. Dad got off work. Dad got off work. I stood behind and watched my dad and mom holding hands. The wind was blowing in the evening. It was not particularly hot. The air was full of the fragrance of the woods. I always remember this scene. And The two of them cuddled up to each other and looked away from each other. They were really envious of my mother. I have been married for more than 20 years, and I am still the same as before. When many old friends meet my mother, she is still the same as when she was young. She has not changed at all. I admire my father for being able to protect my mother. Time has not changed him. He loves someone no matter where he is. Although I have carried so many things and endured so much pressure outside, I can still put away all the fatigue and pain when facing my lover, be warm and considerate, and remain affectionate, just to give her a happy and secure home. I I thought we could continue to be peacefully happy like this.
When I was twelve years old, my father suddenly died of illness. It was still February, and people had just come out of the first month celebrations. There were still red lanterns hanging in the house and the weather was very cold. , I was still wearing my new clothes for the Chinese New Year, and I was at home with my mother, waiting for the operation to start. No one saw my father for the last time, and he left us like this. My mother knelt in front of my father's bed and was so desperate that tears could no longer flow out. Her eyes There was no brilliance in it, and I couldn't forget it. I stood in front of the bed and looked at my father's face numbly. When I heard my mother's desperate voice, I felt that all the strength in my body was taken away. I quietly recalled the past scenes in my mind. My mother could no longer wait for my father after get off work under the small tree. There was no longer a scene of a family of three talking and laughing happily. I was left without a father until more than a year later. , I turned to old photos and family photos, and I remembered a question, so I carefully asked my mother why she was with my father. There were many things in my mother's eyes that I couldn't understand. She said, "What are you doing now?" Young people are too fast and impetuous. They live and eat too quickly to find a partner. Few people know about love. It is best to have a steady flow. At that time, there were many people pursuing my mother, and many who pursued her passionately, but only my father. Slowly chasing each other, after a long time, those people left after three minutes of heat. Only dad was always there. Mom and dad truly love each other, support each other, and look forward to each other. It is difficult for us to see people like dad now. Many people spend a little money on my mother's long-lasting love. It took a little effort to catch up with the girl of your dreams, even though they never knew each other. I am very lucky to see such a simple love between my parents. Even if times change,
There must be some people who silently persist and are happy in the world. I love you, Dad, just like I love you. Love my mother as much.