Without your excellent composition 1 poets can't live without poetry, painters can't live without pictures, and musicians can't live without music. I can't live without you-sports.
Under the influence of my grandmother, I have loved sports since I was a child, such as football, basketball, volleyball, table tennis, badminton and track and field. I love all sports. When my peers locked in children's TV to watch cartoons, I was already watching CCTV5 sports events. Sports, like a shadow, accompany every day of my life.
In the early autumn morning, it is not too cold, and the sun touches everything in the world. Early in the morning, full of energy, I got on the polished car and flew to school with a big smile on my face. The reason why I am so happy is that there is a physical education class today. I pedaled my bike with strong legs, and my mind kept jumping with the wonderful moments of yesterday's NBA. "The domineering dunk shows the limits of human movement, so handsome!" The beauty of sports makes me immersed in it, and I can't help but be very happy. Soon after I arrived at school, I met Mr. Sun as soon as I entered the door. "I have to play tennis on weekends!" He told me with a big smile. After that, he patted me on the shoulder, and I suddenly felt a lot of pressure and was very excited about going to the stadium. I said half jokingly, "I'm afraid I can't get on the achilles tendon recently." He made a face at me, obviously saw through my prank, waved and said goodbye easily.
It's broken. I'm still the one who accepted the wheel war in front of the table tennis table. The two sides are holding each other on both sides of the table, and the snow-white ball is jumping, cutting, cutting, blocking, touching and drawing on the table. Before you know it, it's a dozen rounds. It's wonderful and attracts a group of students to watch the game. It's just a ball. Clap your hands, clap your hands like thunder. The players saluted each other and ran to the classroom when the bell rang.
Finally arrived in physical education class, catching, dribbling and layup in one go. I'm sweating like a pig after only half a class. I was just about to catch my breath by holding my knee when my companion shouted "catch the ball". I immediately got up and turned my head. At that moment, the ball flew like lightning, and I jumped up and raised my hand to hook my wrist. I stuck the ball firmly in my palm, swinging from side to side and passing the other two generals.
Once, due to the heavy academic burden, I stopped all sports, stuck in a chair every day, buried myself in a mountain of test papers, eating, studying and sleeping in a vicious circle, and my weight soared, followed by a cold and cough, and I was too lazy to go out every day. Sweating after a little activity, physical condition and academic performance plummet. ...
Only by close contact with sports can we have the same vitality as spring, the same physique as calves, the same tenacity as soldiers, and the same bright mood as sunshine. For me, sports are like sunshine, air and water. How can I live without her?
You can't get off the high-speed train and board the platform without your excellent composition. The hot and humid air is blowing on my face, and the noisy sound is a familiar local accent. When crossing the Yangtze River Bridge, open the window, the humid sea breeze, the distant estuary, and the endless green and the scattered brick houses inside. Everything in front of me evoked memories in my mind and moistened my eyes. Stepping on the soft soil, watching the free geese in the river, the white goats grazing on the shore, and the crops about to be harvested in the field, I realized that I can't live without you. I have been away from my hometown Chongming Island for six years.
I saw our old house. It still stands quietly in the field, watching its master. I approached it, stroking its brick exterior wall, steep concrete stairs, its big wooden round table that was enough for ten people to eat, and the furnace hole that was like an adult when I was a child. I remembered the days and nights I spent here, crying and laughing. Anyway, the old house silently watched and accepted me, and I have been attached to it. It gives me a sense of belonging and makes me want to stay in this land. I can't live without you.
Next to the old house is a well, very clear. I took a bucket of water and held it, so that my body temperature could warm the well water and my skin could be baptized in my hometown. Well water is so soft and comfortable, like a ribbon slowly brushing your cheek. Looking around, the fields at home are thriving because of the well water, and there are so many springs in the small well. People say that the well is a symbol of hometown. I didn't understand it before, but now I understand that the so-called symbol of hometown is the most insipid thing, but you can't lose it without it. I can't live without you, the well in my hometown.
In front of the old house, an acre of land was nourished by well water, and the edge of the field was an orange tree that had existed since childhood. Walking in the field, I thought I would come into contact with hard land. However, what I feel is loose and soft soil, and I smell the unique fragrance of soil in the early morning sunshine. Looking around, peanuts and edamame are low and stout; White lentils and loofah are wantonly climbing on the vines; It is a gratifying melon, lying on a low brick wall because it is overwhelmed; Accompanied by small tomatoes are green peppers and eggplant. Big sticks have grown out of pieces of corn fields. The dark soil has given the villagers rich fruits, and the hometown people have relied on this field for generations. I can't live without you, Tian of my hometown.
Everything in my hometown condenses my nostalgia and love for my hometown. Everything in it is so beautiful and unpretentious. I stood under the orange tree, and the cool breeze was blowing gently, and I remembered the scene of cooking with my friends and eating with relish when I was a child. My hometown, you are my home in my life, you are my harbor, and I can't live without you.
Can't live without your excellent composition 3 In the eyes of others, parents, teachers, friends and classmates may be the most indispensable ... but I'm not the only one. Maybe I will not hesitate to say your name and tell others that I can't live without you after asking this question for many years.
Because you run fast, you were born first, monopolizing the love of mom and dad for ten years. Ten years later, I am here, and you will share your parents' love with me. Don't you want to?
When I was a child, I always hated you, your dirty face when you came home from playing ball, your black hands when you came back from school, and your slippery lips when you always kissed me. But what about you? You always hold my little hand tightly with your big hand. You have to tell your classmates that I have a sister. You always pick me up in the street and buy me all kinds of delicious food. At that time, I just naively thought that you were pretending in front of mom and dad.
You are going to take the college entrance examination. I just went to kindergarten. My parents even put me in someone else's house to give you a quiet study environment. You know, at that time, I knew you very well, why I couldn't go home, but you enjoyed everything that belonged to me alone. Therefore, whenever you come to see me, I will give you all kinds of excuses, but I don't know how sad you were at that time.
Then, you went to college, and you went abroad. I didn't know you were going to leave me for a long time. All I know is that you are going and I am coming back. At the airport, you hugged me for the last time. I don't know why, but I can't bear your unique fragrance. Watching you walk slowly to the security checkpoint, my heart seems to be empty, and it is very uncomfortable.
I finally know what is missing. Thinking about bones is like thousands of bugs gnawing at my heart. You have been to every corner of the house. No one will buy me snacks without telling my parents, no one will take me to play childish games, and no one will cover the quilt for me in the middle of the night ... You know, I finally understand what loss is before I know how to cherish it.
Now you are young and handsome, no longer frivolous, but you still care about me, and I am close to you in this warmth. On the day my parents quarreled, the first thing you did when you came back from other places was to hold me and wipe away the tears left in my eyes so that I wouldn't cry. Your words are like reassurance, calming me down. It seems that the sky is falling, and you have my support. In an instant, I understood what a brother is and what trust is.
Forgive my ignorance and naivety at that time, forgive my unkindness to you, and forgive my lateness. Brother, even if I lose everything, I can't live without you. Because of you, I feel at ease. Because of you, I cherish. Because of you, I can be carefree. Brother, I love you!
I can't live without you. 4 "I'm going to wither, Ye. It turns out that my life is really inseparable from you. "
People say I am a flower, beautiful and beautiful, so I named it "Flower". I hate leaves. People always say, "this flower is beautiful, but that leaf doesn't match." Something is wrong! "
That day, a large group of people passed by. Their praise made me very happy, but their lament made me very angry.
"Ye, why do you want to grow under me!" The leaves quivered gently and said nothing. "Hum, I'm so ugly, black and yellow, and I can't even catch up with one tenth of Wu Tong's brother's leaves. I will be more beautiful without you. " The leaves shrink, close to the stem, and stand it up.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and the fallen leaves on the ground circled and flew away. The grass on the ground bent down, but I just bent down a little and still bloomed proudly. It can be said that my pride is better than my plum blossom, and my enchanting bloom is charming. Sure enough, I love dancing in the wind, which is beautiful and moving.
The wind passed, and I was glad to find that a few leaves were missing. Sure enough, I like the wind best. In autumn, there are always more winds, and a stronger and colder wind keeps falling leaves, and my heart is full of joy.
When another strong wind hit, the leaves faltered in the last few days. I was not satisfied with the leaves, so I shook myself, and finally the leaves fell off the stem. At the last moment, I heard a voice with tolerance, kindness and guilt, "Hua, I'm sorry, I'm leaving", and I felt a little uneasy and guilty, but the appreciation of pedestrians-"This flower is really strange, and it really deserves to be the first beauty in the garden", "Yes, yes" and "Come and take a picture" ... calmed that little heresy.
"Tribal Tiger ……" is really my favorite wind, and I want the world to see my most beautiful dance. "Hey, it hurts." Petals fell to the ground one by one, falling with the wind. I saw the petals in the wind, and I was really sad. Pain is all over my heart, and I can't give birth to any resistance, but I can only drift with the wind.
The wind has passed, and I am getting old. "Beauty is really only a moment", "No matter how strange flowers can live without leaves" and "It's really exquisite, so it's called Sister Lin ugly". Listening to the sigh or sin of pedestrians, the pain is layered down, and the little heresy is expanding. Think of my bad words to leaves, think of the tolerance of leaves, only a few petals have fallen.
"Leaves, you must be very painful. I'm sorry, Ye, but now I understand that I can't live without you. If there is an afterlife, I want to protect you for Ye, Ye, I'm sorry. "
Pink petals mixed with dark yellow leaves flying all over the sky made up a beautiful funeral.