When his back was mixed with people coming and going, and I couldn't find it anymore, I came in and sat down, and my tears came again. I read here, and in the crystal tears, I saw the back of that chubby, blue cotton gown and black mandarin jacket. (Virtual Write-back)
Zhu Ziqing's Back, Moonlight on the Lotus Pond and Spring are classic works in China's modern prose, which makes Zhu Ziqing a famous essayist.
2. Poems about Mother's Back I looked at your back from the balcony.
You left. Go straight ahead.
There will never be a world that the second person can reach.
There will be no more loneliness and pain.
The peace you get.
I won't be disturbed by anyone again.
Fate closed the door to his right and wrong.
No lock, no one will get the treasure again.
Stealing in a world of infinite wealth.
You're gone
It doesn't matter whether it is good or bad.
You put a cold body on the shelf.
The world after you leave. What's there
After all, even corpses are disgusting.
We cry to this form of ignorance.
With tears that you won't be moved.
We are busy burying an ignorant body.
Spend money you didn't want to spend when you were alive.
You lie in the peace that no one dares to move forward.
Nor praise our filial piety.
3. Beautiful sentences about describing the mother's back to the child's back
1, in the twilight, I can only see my mother's figure, so vague and clear.
2, recalling the vast sea, remembering the past in my mind, but everything is vague, the only clear thing is my mother's back.
My mother is not very tall, but she is strong. Every time I see my mother running around for me, the figure is so high. ...
4. The sunset reflects the mother's old and slightly hunched back ... I haven't seen it clearly, and the sunset has taken away the afterglow. Maybe the sunset is also afraid that I will be too sad and leave.
5. Looking at the mother's loneliness, the great back slowly left. My eyes also unconsciously shed glittering and translucent water drops. I saw my mother's back in the crystal ball.
6. When my vision is blurred, I only see an outline. When my mind is fuzzy, I only remember one back. There is a figure in my memory that can never be erased.
7. Look at this well-washed dress. It has its own back. Let's go back to Saturday morning ... at this moment, a figure appeared-huh? Isn't this mom? What is she doing? Oh, laundry.
8. She gradually walked away, and the sound of hooves had already mixed with autumn wind in the rustling. Her back gradually lost its outline and became a vague light blue, slowly blending into the yellow autumn colors.
One day in June, the child's face? Wan Li, which was originally a clear sky, suddenly became overcast. Suddenly, it began to rain cats and dogs. I can't help looking out of the window. Only hahaha can be seen in the smog, so vague and clear.
10, as long as I can remember, I have seen my mother's busy back all day. My mother cultivated my independent ability when I was very young, which benefited me a lot. I don't know if he is worth mentioning, but it left an indelible memory in my young mind.
1 1, it's hard for me to forget how conscientious my mother is at work. Every day, she goes out early and comes back late. Sometimes she works overtime for a data, and sometimes she is even busy until eleven or twelve. When I saw her busy back, my heart was full of admiration. ...
12, a deep feeling, the most beautiful figure in the world is hahaha ... In my mind, almost everything is vague, only hahaha's figure is clear, which gives me such a deep impression ... My mother is always so greedy and cheap. Every time I see the figure of hahaha, standing behind her, it seems that my mother is a housewife who is greedy for petty gain, but ...
13, my mother is not only enterprising, but also loves her family. This love is not reflected in giving me a lot of pocket money, but in caring about my every little thing. I have a good mother, whose figure is the highest, and the figure I am most familiar with is full of maternal love, which I will never forget. ...
4. Words describing "father's back" What words describe "father's back" are: tall, stalwart, tall and straight, lonely, lonely, etc.
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Tall [gāo dà]: tall and burly. Sublime; Noble.
Andrew West [wěi àn]: (Figure) tall and straight; Brilliant, extraordinary.
Tall and straight [tǐng bá]: tall and straight; Powerful and powerful.
Loneliness [jiliá o]: silence; No company, alone.
Loneliness [luò mò]: loneliness; Cold and desolate.
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1. He suddenly realized that his father's back was not as high as before.
In my mother's memory, my grandfather and her father have the most magnificent back in the world.
Looking at the tall figure standing in Tiananmen Square, the little boy asked his mother why his father couldn't hug him.
I was at the station, watching my father turn away, leaving me with a lonely back.
5. After getting a negative answer, the father who lost his child turned around, leaving a lonely back and pulling for a long time. ...
5. What are the sentences that describe "the old man's back"? 1. The old man turned slowly, and every movement seemed so hard. He staggered forward, his skinny body kept shaking in the wind, and he bent over and bit his chapped lips. The setting sun stretches the old man's back infinitely, making him look desolate and lonely.
The old man is carrying a backpack with a cigarette in his mouth. He dressed simply and rode a tricycle with difficulty. The tricycle is full of junk, and sometimes he takes off his hat and wipes his sweat with one hand. Looking at his back, I felt sad, thinking that the life of the poor is really bitter, let the people suffer, let the people suffer.
3. A strong body with a hunchback, some warm, some desolate.
Looking at the hunchbacked old man, years have left a deep trace of understanding on his back. The old man's back is straight even with a heavy burden on his shoulders.
5. A white uniform, one big and one small, one old and one small. Open your feet, put your arms in front of you, squat down and press your hands, and the majestic voice echoes among the bamboo forests and hits your heart. The old man is old, but energetic and ruddy, as if he were still dashing. The little grandson is just a child, like a daisy, who can stand out from the crowd and get hurt easily. However, he imitated the old man's tricks with unskilled movements. Although he stumbled, he was extremely serious. Looking at the distance, looking at the back, one is rickety and the other is petite, completely different, but I think they are very similar, perhaps in action, perhaps in expression, perhaps in love with each other.
6. The sun has set in the west, and the glow is proudly rendering the sky. I seem to be attached to something, attached to those two figures.
7. Wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe, he hobbled to the railway and leaned down slowly. It's not difficult. But it is not easy for him to climb the platform over there when he crosses the railway. He climbed up with both hands, and his feet shrank again; His fat body leans slightly to the left, showing signs of hard work.
8. I don't know when my proud father is no longer tall and straight; I don't know when, my father's face climbed up with wrinkles; I don't know when I grow up, so I can't pester my father to go to the bookstore to buy books every weekend. I don't know when my father can no longer travel around the world, so he can only stay at home and wait for someone to take care of him. I don't know when my father, who has always been strong, can no longer move his legs; I don't know when I can stop coquetry in front of my father and listen to him say "no"; I don't know when I can no longer be by his side, let him lie down and gently hammer his leg. I know mom and dad are gone forever, smiling, and he walked so peacefully. Let me still think that he is just too tired and asleep.
9. My father went out with a bag full of fertilizer on his back, and I quietly followed him. Father certainly didn't know, because he didn't look back that day.
10. My father's thin figure, like an immortal lighthouse, showed me the way to go in the future. No matter when I was a student, or when I stepped on the three-foot platform today, I was reminded to be a strong man of knowledge and a real society.
1 1. But the scene of that day is engraved in my mind. My father didn't take an umbrella. He just walked in the late autumn rain with a fertilizer bag on his back. There is no one in the street, only the yellow leaves that have been knocked down by the rain are floating lightly, and a leaf falls on his luggage. He didn't feel it. I don't know what my father is thinking at this time, or nothing. I wanted to run to give my father an umbrella, but I didn't. I hid under the eaves of my house, and my face was wet with tears, which blurred my vision. Father drifted away alone in the drizzle in late autumn. .
12. Lie prone on the window and look out hard to find dad. Seeing my father's slightly hunched back in the distance, I staggered slowly, and my thin back became smaller and smaller in my sight. Through the glass window, I sobbed loudly at my father's back; Dad, dad and daughter will take care of themselves, don't worry.
13. I looked at his slightly bent back, bit my lip hard again, and nodded to him with a smile. When my father is gone, I will often visit you at your tombstone and give you something you like to eat.
14. I feel terrible. My father, who has been suffering for us, would have divorced my lazy and strange mother if it weren't for us. Poor father, physically exhausted and mentally tormented. Thinking of this, I suddenly feared that my father would never come back. I carefully asked my father where to go, but my father smiled and said to me, let's go to work. I seem to hear my heart broken because of my father's sad smile.
15. It's raining quietly. My father left with me for this family. He said a lot to me when he left. My heart became very heavy. Looking at his thin and warm back, with the sound of car horns, he gradually disappeared into the hazy drizzle. My tears and rain are intertwined!
6. sentences describing the mother's back sentences describing the mother's back
1, in the twilight, I can only see my mother's figure, so vague and clear.
2, recalling the vast sea, remembering the past in my mind, but everything is vague, the only clear thing is my mother's back.
My mother is not very tall, but she is strong. Every time I see my mother running around for me, the figure is so high. ...
4. The sunset reflects the mother's old and slightly hunched back ... I haven't seen it clearly, and the sunset has taken away the afterglow. Maybe the sunset is also afraid that I will be too sad and leave.
5. Looking at the mother's loneliness, the great back slowly left. My eyes also unconsciously shed glittering and translucent water drops. I saw my mother's back in the crystal ball.
6. When my vision is blurred, I only see an outline. When my mind is fuzzy, I only remember one back. There is a figure in my memory that can never be erased.
7. Look at this well-washed dress. It has its own back. Let's go back to Saturday morning ... at this moment, a figure appeared-huh? Isn't this mom? What is she doing? Oh, laundry.
8. She gradually walked away, and the sound of hooves had already mixed into the autumn wind. Her back slowly lost its outline () and became a vague light blue, slowly blending into the yellow autumn colors.
One day in June, the child's face? Wan Li, which was originally a clear sky, suddenly became overcast. Suddenly, it began to rain cats and dogs. I can't help looking out of the window. Only hahaha can be seen in the smog, so vague and clear.
10, as long as I can remember, I have seen my mother's busy back all day. My mother cultivated my independent ability when I was very young, which benefited me a lot. I don't know if he is worth mentioning, but it left an indelible memory in my young mind.
1 1, it's hard for me to forget how conscientious my mother is at work. Every day, she goes out early and comes back late. Sometimes she works overtime for a data, and sometimes she is even busy until eleven or twelve. When I saw her busy back, my heart was full of admiration. ...
12, a deep feeling, the most beautiful figure in the world is hahaha ... In my mind, almost everything is vague, only hahaha's figure is clear, which gives me such a deep impression ... My mother is always so greedy and cheap. Every time I see the figure of hahaha, standing behind her, it seems that my mother is a housewife who is greedy for petty gain, but ...
13, my mother is not only enterprising, but also loves her family. This love is not reflected in giving me a lot of pocket money, but in caring about my every little thing. I have a good mother, whose figure is the highest, and the figure I am most familiar with is full of maternal love, which I will never forget. ...
7. The sentence describing my father's back After I was admitted to the high school in the town, my parents were so happy that they laughed everyone over.
The night before school started, my father quietly said to my mother, "I won't take the bus tomorrow." I'll take a shortcut with a tricycle to send Crystal to report for duty. Save three dollars and buy a bottle of ink. "
I am listening outside the door, my nose is sour: Dad, for the future of your child, you get up early, scrimp and save, and your heart is broken! After breakfast the next day, my father put my bedclothes on the tricycle pedal, wiped his mouth and said with mirth, "Jinger, get on the bus." Dad will send you. "
In midsummer, geothermal, windy and hot, the sun is more like a pot of fire, red and bright, making people sweat all over. Dad pedaled hard on the rugged mountain road, and his face was burned red, like a red-hot iron.
"Dad, hat." I quickly put a straw hat on him.
"I don't have to, you wear it! Scholars, when their brains are exposed, will become stupid and will not get good grades. " He held the faucet in his hand, turned around and put the straw hat on my head.
Wearing a straw hat, I looked at my father's sweaty back, and a past came to my mind: it was the summer vacation of the second day of junior high school, the weather was so hot and the air was so dry. Many people my father's age enjoy the cool in the shade. Dad is a restless man. After wandering around the house yard for a long time, I couldn't find a job. I rubbed my hands and said to my mother, "I'm going up the mountain to collect some herbs."
Our crystal is going to high school, so we have to save some money. "I just heard this and said, Dad, I'll go with you. "
He looked me up and down: "I have grown up and seen a lot." So the father and son trudged on the winding mountain road with medicine baskets on their backs.
When I reached the steep cliff, I was panting and sweating. Dad looked up at the steep mountain wall, looked down at me tired, and said solemnly, "I'll go up and have a look myself."
You pick in this ravine and don't go up. Remember, don't go up. "His words are very tough and there is no room for discussion.
I know that accidents often happen when climbing. Dad was afraid of one thousand, so he left me under the cliff.
Looking at his hard climbing and sweaty back, my eyes blurred ... "Take a break and have a meal." Dad's words interrupted my memory, and the car had stopped beside a pile of jagged red stones.
He took the boiled egg out of the old yellow canvas bag, knocked on the stone, peeled the shell and handed it to me. "Eat quickly, don't be hungry." Then he gave me a bottle of mineral water.
While wiping his sweat, he walked to the stone pond and secretly sent coarse corn bread to his mouth, his cheeks bulging. After eating, I picked up the water in the stone pond, drank it with a splash, and then stood up with satisfaction.
Looking at his back bent down too early because of hard work, my eyes filled with tears. The school has finally arrived.
Dad took my luggage down and rummaged for a long time before he found a crumpled stack of RMB: "I'll give you 80 yuan first, so save the flowers." Then I stuffed all the boiled eggs into my bag.
I cried: "Dad, I will go home to see you and mom on Sunday." Dad nodded, and then quickly shook his head: "Come back on holiday.
It's a long way and it costs money to go back and forth. Study hard at school, read more books ... don't miss home, do you hear? "I choked speechless, only hard to nod.
In the misty eyes, I saw my father's eyes moist, but he held back, bowed his head and buttoned my coat, dragging it back and forth: "I have work to do, so I won't send you in." Take care in the future. If anything happens, just bring a message back. "
The sun is shining in the afternoon and the ground is dizzy. Dad left in the heat on a tricycle.
I stood on a high place, looking at his back, clothes sticking to his back, sweating like rain. My nose is sour and tears can't stop flowing downwards.
The word1describes my father's back, but the scene of that day is engraved in my mind. My father didn't take an umbrella. He just walked in the late autumn rain with a fertilizer bag on his back. There is no one in the street, only the yellow leaves that have been knocked down by the rain are floating lightly, and a leaf falls on his luggage. He didn't feel it. I don't know what my father is thinking at this time, or what he didn't think. I wanted to run to give my father an umbrella, but I didn't. I hid under the eaves of my house, and my face was wet with tears, which blurred my vision. Father drifted away alone in the drizzle in late autumn.
2. I crouched in front of the window and looked out hard to find my father. Seeing my father's slightly hunched back in the distance, I staggered slowly, and my thin back became smaller and smaller in my sight. Through the glass window, I sobbed loudly at my father's back; Dad, dad and daughter will take care of themselves, don't worry.
My father's thin figure, like an immortal lighthouse, shows me how to go in the future. No matter when I was a student, or when I stepped on the three-foot platform today, I was reminded to be a strong man of knowledge and a real society.
4. I feel uncomfortable. My father has been suffering for our father. If it weren't for us, he would have divorced my lazy and strange mother. Poor father, physically exhausted and mentally tormented. Thinking of this, I suddenly feared that my father would never come back. I carefully asked my father where to go, but my father smiled and said to me, let's go to work. I seem to hear my heart broken because of my father's sad smile.
It is raining quietly. My father left with me for this family. He said a lot to me when he left. My heart became very heavy. Looking at his thin and warm back, with the sound of car horns, he gradually disappeared into the hazy drizzle. My tears and rain are intertwined!
9. Write a composition about the back of your father. Write about your love for your father.
You can write through your father's concern for you.
Or my father's behavior.
The following examples are for reference.
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Father hunched his back on the hillside and worked hard. The afterglow of the sunset dragged his figure for a long time. Suddenly, my father stood up with a hoe polished by himself. Looking at the distance, my father looks so old. His face was weathered by the sun and rain, and it was wrinkled like old bark after a long drought. I can't forget my parents' kindness The years passed relentlessly, with no intention of stopping. My memory was aroused like a flood.
Living in the mountains, I am fascinated by the outside world. I seem to have forgotten the unchanging feelings in the mountains, my father's elongated figure and hunched back, but today I am facing this unchanging feeling! I secretly shed tears.
On Sunday, we have Sundays, but my father doesn't. On that tearful Sunday, my father raised his hoe on the hillside and plunged deep into the yellow land. I stood in the distance and looked at this great father. The hunchbacked father stood up with difficulty and almost raised the zenith by a few feet. Father looked into the distance, looked at the fields he had worked so hard to cultivate, put his hand into his pocket for a while and put a bag of cigarettes. I stood there quietly, my eyes blurred. I dare not and can't move, because my father's love for me is too heavy for me to bear.
I asked myself, why, why, why a kind father is not rewarded, why am I so stupid, is this for my father? He asked for nothing in return.
Oh, I see. My father is a mountain and I am a tree. The mountain always gives the tree a favor, and the tree constantly absorbs the essence of the mountain. Can the mountain not be old? My father is Ling. Can I step on his back without bending him? . .
I watched, and my tears flowed heartily. My father has shed tears for most of his life, but I know he is very wronged, but I just don't show it. So let me shed endless tears for my father and enjoy it!
I looked at my father on the mountain, but he still didn't stop. Sometimes he would stand up and look at the distance, and the overlapping mountains blocked my father's sight with his livid face. Years passed on the yellow land, leaving a tired song to be sung to my father who worked hard in the long years, for nothing but to repay my father's deep love for his children. I just want to smooth my father's wrinkles with a song, but what should I do? As deep as a ditch, it is uneven.
The father on the hillside is a bow and arrow facing the sky.
I deeply apologize to my father, father, forgive me, because in the near future, my daughter will become a powerful string on your ancient bow and arrow and will never be forgotten.