600 words 1 on the topic of the meeting.
When the moon meets the water, there is a moon in the mirror; When water meets flowers, there are flowers in the water; When a flower meets a butterfly, it is elegant. Meeting is joy, she is the collision of beauty, light, fate, beauty and beauty. ...
Do you remember? In a hurry, we were fascinated by the beautiful flowers and fruits on both sides of the road and danced with the crying geese in the dome. I am immersed in the memory of spring, quietly recalling in the twilight that extends into the distance in silence.
Ah, this silence seems familiar. I walked along the dazzling golden path, pointing and stroking the book. Yes! The scroll rolled up slightly, spread out in the soft light and lay on the bookshelf.
I really remember-I met him. Eyes wandering, eyes flashing-a book with a little dust. The letter turned a page, without much hope, but was led into the warm world by the crowded little guys. I want to talk to the author in his carefully decorated palace. Of course, this kind of dialogue is absolutely informal, and it is different from the moralizing face with a straight face in previous books.
My conversation with him is not so much a conversation as a memory, and there is that encounter in the memory.
Books are a magical thing. Reading is a heart-to-heart dialogue between one life and another. A good book is to lift the veil between two kinds of life. One life whispers with another life, and one life is warmed by the feeling of another life, so warm that human nature meets. "Hui" is not a material thing, but a spirit. What I met was a memory hidden in my mind. The joy of memory when meeting words is accidental, but it is also the necessity of arrangement, and there will be encounters that only belong to memory.
Don't insist, flowers bloom alone for butterflies, water overflows alone for the moon, and the memory of Tibetan governance has always been there. ...
I hope to meet Yong and grow up with a beautiful attitude!
The composition on the topic of the conference is 600 words 2.
Love grows over time, rivers swim, spring breeze and summer rain, frost and snow and winter snow are endless, and the scenery is beautiful. Some people like spring with flowers and birds, some people like sunny summer, some people like fruitful autumn, some people like snowy winter, and I like it all year round because I met them. ...
Spring is a vibrant season. After a long sleep, the grass opened its eyes and couldn't wait to see everything around it. The tree also lifted the quilt wrapped in the body. Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees, if you don't let me, I won't let you all bloom. Red as fire, pink as chardonnay, white as snow ... Hundreds of bees are buzzing among the flowers, butterflies are flying everywhere, and wild flowers are everywhere. ...
Summer, a hot and happy season. The sun is always so vicious. People enjoy the cool in the shade, birds rest and exult in the trees, and calling friends shows off his crisp voice and sings tactfully, which is in harmony with the cool breeze and flowing water. The children are eating popsicles, playing in the swimming pool, chasing each other, and there are bursts of laughter from time to time ... The farmer's uncle is also striving for a good harvest in autumn. ...
Autumn is a harvest season. It is also the happiest day for farmers' uncles. The apple turned red, the bell rang, the sorghum was waiting for people to harvest, and stood upright and looked up at the sky. Looking around, endless, fruitful ... seeing all this reminds me-only cultivation can yield. Chrysanthemum is also a beautiful scenery in autumn. Yellow flowers are elegant, white flowers are noble, and purple flowers are warm and deep, splashing and blooming in the autumn wind. ...
In winter, snow puts new clothes on everything in the world, and animals hibernate; The spring water no longer flows and sings; The grass also shyly got into the soil. Everything is so quiet that people reduce outdoor activities. Make full preparations for the arrival of spring. ...
In nature, everything is spiritual, and all encounters are beautiful, which is the best arrangement of God. Thank you for giving me a wonderful encounter!
Write a 600-word composition on the topic of meeting 3.
The dark sky, the dead city, and the surrounding area are deserted. Occasionally hanging a gust of wind, blowing into clothes, drilling into every pore of the body, suddenly a chill welled up in my heart. Walking on such a quiet and dark street, helplessness, fear and complicated emotions are intertwined in your heart and cling to your body-at this time, you want to have a support! As if the brain is ringing, rows of street lamps on the roadside light up, straight and dignified like poplars, dispersing the darkness with white light and guiding pedestrians at night. You will feel that this light not only shows you a maze, but also plants a warm seed in your heart, which takes root and sprouts in your heart. You will be grateful: it's good to meet you when you are helpless!
On New Year's Eve, you are still busy outside. The firecrackers outside are very lively, and the family is sitting around the table, waiting for you at the door. Vaguely, it seems that the frolic sound of children echoes in your ears, and even children jump into your arms and shout excitedly, "Dad!" " "I miss you like a flood, so you take out your mobile phone and say," Mom, I'm almost there! " "These short five words have reassured the waiting family. You will be grateful: it's good to meet you when you are anxious!
On the day I received the college admission notice, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night, and my eyes were full of tears of joy. Hurry to catch the train and rush to the unknown but mysterious city. The scenery outside the window is picturesque. The students at the window cocked their heads, closed their eyes, held a bag with an admission notice in their hands, and showed a smile on their lips. It seems that they have been wandering in the ocean of knowledge in their dreams. You will feel: it's good to meet you when you are happy!
Recall the past, oil lamps, messengers, carriages; It won't be long before the oil lamp goes out, and the messenger can't do it no matter how fast. The carriage just trotted forward. Now, when I look up, it is "a bright lamp is on", and when I turn around, it is "a building is full of rainbows". I can't help but sigh: it's good to meet you in 2 1 century!
With the rapid development of society today, every time we meet, it is a brand-new experience. When we meet them, compared with the past, we know that we met happiness and were embraced by it. We were born and lived in 2 1 century. It was 2 1 century that nurtured us and made us understand that meeting is so beautiful!
I hope that after several generations, there will still be such a person who will compare the present and sigh again: It's good to meet the present!
Conference theme composition 600 words 4
There are a group of people in the world. Their names are "Mom" and "Dad". They are doing a great cause.
From that moment on, life began to time, the elegant journey officially set off, and we met.
You rubbed my tender little face, smiled and scanned your gentle eyes carefully, just like an artist admiring his own works, solemn, excited and proud ... held me in my arms, humming messy songs in my mouth, shaking a little, and giggling all the time. Soon, I went to another embrace, supported by more powerful arms, and softness and rigidity were intertwined. Enjoying, I slowly fell asleep. ...
When we first met, our feelings were warm and meaningful.
I hobbled on the hard tiles, and from time to time there was rapid applause behind me, and my heart was filled with joy. It must be her! Accompanied by applause, I walked faster and staggered to the finish line-a pair of stout legs. Hurriedly embrace, look up, a pair of small eyes hanging under the eyebrows, emitting a touch of love. ...
Love meets, the heart is smooth, and the meaning is rippling.
I shut myself in a small study, and under the traction of my hand, the pen tip jumped in the paper industry, leaving a green trace. I don't know how much the moon moved. I gently put down my pen and broke off my numb fingers. The door opened and she smiled and handed me an eye sticker. She didn't sleep. ...
Encounter, want to be young, emotional and heartbroken.
Life in the world, such as boating, the vast sea, is hard to meet. But you are different. Our meeting is a fate given by God, and it is doomed that we will continue the cause and effect. From that moment on, you became the greatest person in my world, and I became the happiest person.
From that moment on, I became your only one, and you became my all; From that moment on, I was destined to be your dedication, and you were destined to be my shelter. Meeting is fate, and keeping it for a long time is eternity.
You met me without complaint; I met you with no regrets.
Conference topic composition 600 words and 5 words
After the meeting, there are thousands of memories of Qian Qian. This is the only beginning.
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"Who I see, there will be what kind of dialogue. The person I am waiting for, how far his future is. I heard the wind coming from the subway and the sea of people, and meeting you was my most beautiful accident ... "I listened to the encounter, strolled along the secluded path, and recalled my first encounter with the light of fireflies. So many deep and shallow impressions disappeared under the tempering of time.
When I looked up, I remembered the moment I met Polaris, and there were thousands of memories floating in my heart. Perhaps, it will not pass you by, but will accompany you forever. This encounter is inevitable. It is not the most special, nor will it be the most common. How many people in the world will look at you in obscurity forever, just like Polaris, and they will never know you. If the full moon is still bright, they will be silent. They are all strangers and become "lonely patients".
Such people may be hard to meet.
Looking back, I pieced it together into a fragment of my meeting with the nightingale, even though there are thousands of memories of Qian Qian that I can't escape. Perhaps, the moment when I pass you by will not constitute eternity. "The nightingale began to sing." And every time I listen to it, I am so fascinated. What you hear is static simplicity, a glowing cry, a shining intertwined call, and who can tell you in the lost time and listen to each other's call wholeheartedly?
I'm afraid there is no such person.
Looking at it overnight, maybe a few people were met by you in childhood, even though thousands of memories can't bear to be separated. Silence is a matter of course in the future. "The light is not scattered, it is far away." We only met in childhood, but time must separate you from me. Will we meet again, and will we cherish that year? I don't think so. Meet a good start, but end in a hurry. How did you meet and start? What kind of departure, what kind of technology, perhaps before the last sentence, the answer has not been revealed, but people have disappeared from your perspective and can no longer meet.
In the days when flowers bloom and fall, flowers are not flowers, and dreams are not dreams. I met my truest self and marveled at the preciousness of that moment. However, the moment can be fixed as eternity, and how many encounters come from that terrible little moment that cuts through the sky like a meteor?
Write a 600-word composition on the topic of meeting 6.
"Xiu Xiu, it's getting dark. It will rain. Go upstairs and take off your clothes. " Mother said worriedly, "Xiu Xiu, it's raining. Don't go dancing." I watched the dark clouds accumulate in the sky, and it was getting darker and darker. I saw a flash of lightning and it began to rain.
I looked at the bean-sized raindrops outside the window and said firmly, "No, no matter how heavy the rain is, I can't miss class." I put on my raincoat and ran away with my schoolbag on my back.
The rain outside swished on my skirt, arms and legs, making my hair dizzy. I looked around, people were walking in the stagnant water, and the water was clear, reflecting people's hurried figure. The wind and rain hit me mercilessly in the face. I ran as hard as I could and finally arrived at the station.
I took a deep breath, then took off my raincoat and hat and rummaged through my bag for my bus card. Shit, where's the bus card? I found it on the original road and took photos around the station. The rain wet my hair. I cried and ran in the rain. The rain hit my face. It is so cold that I can't tell whether it is rain or tears. When she appeared, I was helpless and looked around at the station. ...
She is wearing a green coat and a pair of gray trousers on her slender legs. She is very beautiful, and her eyes are like angels, projecting strange light. She smiled and handed me a white paper towel to wipe my face. I just took a tissue and wiped my face blankly. "Son, this is two yuan. Take a bus to get it!" I took the money, "thank you, thank you aunt!" " "Suddenly, a bus came, and my aunt got on the bus and disappeared.
I stood there, clutching the paper towel and 2 yuan money my aunt gave me. My aunt's sweet smile and angelic eyes came to my mind, which deeply warmed my heart.
Since then, whenever I encounter difficulties, my sweet smile and angelic eyes will always be reflected in my mind. I want to say, aunt, fate always plays tricks on people, but it has led me to meet you. Your kindness and beauty will always inspire me to move forward.
Write a 600-word composition on the topic of the seventh meeting.
The window is still smoky, and the impatient car sound is drowned in the rolling world of mortals. We are the dust in it.
Busy life, messy thoughts, silent shouts ... wash away the glitz in the world, just like clear water covered with oily dirty oil, the ants that fell in slowly floated and struggled, and finally died. Are you going to be such an ant? Or is the clear water deposited at the bottom of the cup too far away?
In fact, the Himalayas in our hearts are not far away.
In the silent winter, look for a book that has passed away and complete a ukiyo-e painting in silence. Sitting on the cane chair, touching the sacred words like sunshine, those too dull noises are shaken and screened by the cane chair and are silent in the earth. It is too complicated.
When I meet this book, concise sentences are no longer the accumulation of gorgeous words that usually pass by my eyes. It is a natural and ingenious metaphor, such as: "Standing under the arched door, a ray of sunshine illuminates the corner facing the wall, like a marked corner in a book." The previous reader folded the corner of the book, put down the book and left in a hurry because of accidental business. I came across this book by chance, so I began to bend the corner, walk into the depths of this book and walk between the lines. " Here, the corner of Mr. Lu Xun's former residence is compared to a book, which is general and has a lasting appeal. The words are clean, meaningful and give off a lasting fragrance.
Among them, meditation is more like a sandalwood, which comes slowly, and the smoke is about to disperse, trying to keep the pleasant fragrance, but I don't know that it has flowed into your body. ...
Encounter, the heart waves, like wandering on the summer coast, the sky and clouds wandering, the sound of the waves telling "no desire is just" "Buddha said, I looked back 500 times in my previous life and passed by once in my life. All the encounters in this life are actually reunions after a long separation. " We hate meeting those beautiful scenery and those disgraceful obstacles. We want to escape from sin and pain, hate those who disgust us, and turn our heads away, but we don't know how many times we met. So should there be a lotus nut to set off every encounter? Should we pity and comfort the broken heart of this world ravaged by desire with compassion?
It is said that the earth has gravity. Why not put down the big stone in your heart?
Because, the line called "desire" in my heart has been hanging, and in the past, that delusion has been hanging in my heart. So how many people have achieved the teaching of "pick it up and put it down" that they often hear? Sometimes what is lacking is tolerance and compassion for oneself.
The book asks: Is it satisfying a thousand desires or defeating one?
Open the sad ending with calmness, and greet and accept every emotion with kindness and smile.
Conference topic composition 600 words and 8 words
Life meets by chance, gathering and scattering Shu Yun and smoke. Recalling the past, I tied bamboo with my left hand and died with you. -inscription
It is said that meeting is the fate of several generations, and meeting that old tree is a beauty I will never forget.
The older generation said that this tree was planted before liberation, and it has been metabolized year after year, day and night. People in our neighborhood are in awe of it, and they all look particularly solemn when passing through its shade.
I vaguely remember that when I was a child, I liked to lie on a bench under a tree and observe the tree carefully. Everything looks so comfortable through different densities of sunlight. The tall tree has nicks of different times, and bright ladybugs lie on the leaves. Dancing with the leaves in the wind reminds me of the "useless" tree written by Zhuang Zhou.
This kind of time gradually decreases with the growth of age, which gives me hope to relive my youth. It also makes me yearn for Tao Yuanming's leisure under the hedge of picking chrysanthemums; Yearning for the elegance of Li Xun's "seeing the five lakes in spring"; I like the generosity of Renfu's Proud Wan Huhou. My dream is to live happily like that old tree. Although this dream is unrealistic, it once supported my goal of making progress.
In the last few days of primary school, I learned in advance that my final exam results were extremely poor. I tried to calm down under that old tree, but I was disappointed to find that there was only a big hole left by the bench, and there were many broken leaves and dead ladybugs at the bottom of the hole. Looking up at the horizon, the white clouds are still long and the breeze is still slow, but my heart feels melancholy and seems to be lost. I know those old trees that are far away from me and my comfortable green years. I still remember clearly that I stood by the bench for a long time that day and didn't leave until the dead of night.
Many changes have taken place in my life since I left the old tree. Now, I am overwhelmed by the intense and busy study. Every night I hurried back to the yard and looked at the empty place next to the bench, and my face would show a trace of disappointment and loss. After a while, one day after school was early, it was not dark, and I came to the bench again, but this time I was surprised to find that there was a young new seedling in the empty tree hole, but it had also broken through the ground. I am ecstatic. Although I know it is not the original tree, I still stubbornly regard it as the second reincarnation of that tree, in order to meet me again. I remember tripping over your roots, being scratched by your skin, carving words on your trunk and catching ladybugs on your branches. What has always impressed me is the years when I regarded you as a mentor and friend.
Meeting the old tree again made me feel particularly beautiful, and I regained my childhood dreams and memories. Sometimes, we will give up our childhood dreams for higher goals, but we often feel that our dreams are out of reach, which makes us hesitate, physically and mentally exhausted, and we are glad that the old trees meet and stay together. Give me comfort, let me temporarily relax myself and regain my confidence.
Although I have never seen the moon in Liangyuan or all the flowers in Luoyang, I have also rowed on the West Lake and tasted a garden bamboo. Although I have experienced many wonders in the world, what I never forget is the beauty of meeting and knowing each other with the old tree. The thing is this: I saw Huang Ju say goodbye to you in the past, but now I hear that Xuan Chan is back!
The composition on the theme of the conference is 600 words.
The beautiful scenery in the morning makes us feel comfortable, and looking up at the blue sky and beautiful clouds makes us happy.
In life, we will meet many different people, just as we will meet different scenery every day. Everyone is the most beautiful meeting in our life. To treat the most beautiful encounter in life, we should learn to cherish and be grateful, cherish the most beautiful encounter in life, and be quiet about the years.
Some people say that meeting is a kind of beauty, a kind of beauty without any constraints.
In fact, everyone will meet different people, and everyone appears in your life for a reason.
People who have been kind to you, thank them for bringing you endless warmth with warm actions. Maybe they have no regrets. It is this true feeling that makes your life full of kindness and warmth.
Sunshine is their symbol. People who like you always encourage you to move forward, let you learn to grow and gain courage.
Perhaps it is such a beautiful encounter that gives your life a different color.
If you want to have more beautiful encounters, you must learn to cherish this beautiful encounter and then understand life.
The best thing is to meet the people you want to meet most in your best years, but in life we will always meet people who don't like us, and we may also meet people we don't like.
Is it that these encounters are all bad and there is nothing to cherish? In my heart, those are the most beautiful encounters in life, and everyone has something to learn.
Cherish the people you don't like.
Because in a sense, he taught you tolerance and respect and played an important role in your life. Maybe they are an indispensable part of your life.
And cherish people who don't like you. They didn't let us fall, but let us learn to reflect and grow.
Cherish all kinds of different encounters, because every encounter may benefit us a lot and see beautiful scenery.
Life is a field of blooming flowers and falling flowers, and it is a field of different encounters.
When you meet different people in the same scene, you will feel different.
As time goes by, do you cherish the most beautiful encounter in your life? Perhaps, you don't know what kind of people you will meet in the next second, but learn to cherish those who are good to you now.
Look at the road of life quietly, cherish the most beautiful encounter in life, and know how to be grateful to different people in life, then you will gain more and better feelings.
600 words 10 on the topic of the meeting.
Thunderstorms and hot and humid weather are annoying.
It was a self-study class. The warm yellow light is particularly bright, the sound of paper turning, the rustling of the pen tip on the paper, and even the steady breathing can be heard. Everything is so quiet, but I can't calm down. The math problem at hand gives me a headache. I used one draft paper after another, but the key is that I can't write it down. It rains occasionally outside the window, which makes me more annoyed. I grabbed the crumpled draft paper and threw it into the corridor from the window.
I don't want to give up and keep thinking hard.
I looked up and saw the teacher on duty outside pick up the paper ball I threw out, open it and watch me draw in the window. I saw his eyes and turned my head quickly. "I don't know." I muttered to myself and continued to study the problem in my hand.
"There is rubbish outside your class." In a word, the quiet classroom began to chatter. "Who will go out and litter in rainy days? Deduction points, the class teacher has to swear again. "
Looking at the paper ball in the teacher's hand, I immediately stood up. "That's it, littering gets the most points ..." I blushed and prepared to apologize. "This problem, I just saw your problem solving process, it's too much trouble. I stopped here because this step was wrong. You see ... "He picked up my pen and manuscript paper and explained it step by step. I froze for a while. "Why does the teacher on duty give me a class?" I was a little surprised, but I soon got to the point.
Finally. Looking at the detailed problem-solving process, the key circle drawing and the patience of the teacher on duty on the draft paper, I just fought bravely and stubbornly, but I refused to stop. Now I still stay on the test paper.
I am naturally happy to solve the problem, but how to solve the problem of deduction? I looked up at the teacher carefully, with begging in my eyes. "Don't you understand? The process is actually ... "I interrupted him and pointed to the paper ball in his hand. "I don't want to throw it away this time. Throw it again next time and sweep the corridor for a week. " Say that finish satisfied the paper in his hand.
Solved my two big problems. The anonymous teacher's white shirt seems to shine in the warm yellow light.
Looking at his back, I suddenly smiled. Thank you for meeting you.
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