1. Write a 500-word essay titled "Beautiful Encounter"
Friendship is the union of hearts that blooms the most beautiful flowers, and it is the mutual trust and mutual benefit between friends. Their two sincere hearts are the most beautiful encounter in our lives.
It was a sunny day when I stepped into the gate of the attached middle school for the first time. I turned around casually and saw you, like a fairy in the world, with fluttering white clothes and firm eyes, as beautiful as painting. This scene is fixed in my mind and is a permanent memory.
I wonder if we are just destined, but when I entered the class, I saw your innocent face. I have an inexplicable joy and an inexplicable desire to be close to you.
We still became friends. I believed that our friendship was pure and permanent, but I was wrong. "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water." How can we call ourselves gentlemen? Well, since it was a mistake, let it go. This is not a beautiful encounter, but a wrong encounter. Don't say I betrayed you, I don't even know what to call you now, friend? I wish you the best, or your classmates, to reflect on their mistakes. I have already thought about it.
I hope that I can truly have a beautiful encounter of friendship.
2. Please write an essay titled "Beautiful Encounter"
If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan? It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change.
The Lishan language stopped at midnight, and the rain and the ringing bell at night did not complain. How lucky is the brocade clothes, the wings and branches are connected to each other as I wish that day.
If life is just like the first meeting, all the past events will turn into a smile in the world of mortals. Only the surprise and love when we first met will remain. Forget the betrayal, sadness, helplessness and grief you may have had.
What a wonderful realm of life this is. Time flies and we can't go back to the past. We may have fallen in love at first sight, but when we see each other again, we may be sad.
If this is the case, it is not as good as the feeling when we first met... "I was amazed when I first met, and still am again when we meet again." In my opinion, this is just a good wish. The first time I saw it, I was amazed.
Looking back suddenly, I have experienced a vast sea. I'm afraid the world has already changed.
"If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is said that the heart of an old friend is easy to change. After the words of Lishan, it is half past midnight, and the rain and the ringing at night will not complain.
How can I express my true feelings and give people a deep understanding of life?
Yes, it would be great if life were just like the first time we met. When everyone first meets you, that beautiful feeling will always be like the first flowers blooming in spring, that kind of warmth, that kind of The nature, sincerity, and memories will always permeate your life. Why are there misunderstandings, confusions, speculations and criticisms in human interactions? Isn't it enough to have just a touch of watery feelings? Just like netizens who have never met before, saying hello to each other every time they meet online, and caring for each other in their hearts, isn't it a beautiful thing? I think this is why the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, right? Rereading Xi Murong's "First Encounter", she said: Beautiful dreams, like beautiful poems, are something that can be encountered but cannot be sought, and often appear at the least expected moment.
I like that kind of dream. In the dream, everything can start again, everything can be explained slowly, and I can even feel the ecstasy in my heart that all the wasted time can be regained. and gratitude. My chest is overflowing with happiness, just because you are right in front of me, smiling at me just like before.
I really like that kind of dream. I know clearly that you have traveled thousands of miles for me, but I still feel that the grass is delicious and the fallen flowers are colorful, as if you and I have just met. From this point of view, everyone has a first encounter complex, which is really as pure and transparent as a glass of water.
The poet gave it a poetic comment, making people feel the beauty, warmth and romance of the first encounter. There are often such scenes in life. Breaking up after first meeting is like the clouds that once waved, or like the Cambridge gently saying goodbye... The most beautiful thing is in the heart but not far away.
What was it like when we first met? If life were just like the first time we met, wouldn't it be the best portrayal of life? Maybe life is like this. Some people are right. People often don’t cherish it when they get it. Not getting it is a state.
Or just like when we first met, that kind of faint feeling makes people feel relieved, calm and at ease. A heartfelt greeting is enough to make you unforgettable for a lifetime. I think in life, if you are indifferent, it will often be like a breeze and a bright moon. If you are too persistent, you will be confused. Therefore, I am willing to pay attention to friendship, grievances, merits and demerits, gains and losses, money... If you look at it more lightly, you would rather the scene of your first meeting remain in your dreams forever.
Lin Qingxuan's "Junior Sister Fa Yuan", he said: "Everyone's fate is actually the same as the lychee flower. Some people are born without petals, but they bloom silently and bear fruit silently. In the seasons, As time goes by, a lychee bears its fruit without choice, and a person has no ability to choose his own path! ""You won't understand some moods. Sometimes after five minutes, the mood is completely different. , many things in life, if you miss one hour, you may miss a lifetime. At that time, I just did it and didn't know the truth. After these years, I understand that just like today, you live here. The hotel happens to be the place where I serve. If you don't order coffee, or the head waiter doesn't ask me to deliver it, or you don't call me when I turn around, we won't be able to meet again. That's how life is."
Is life really like this? I don't know. If life is just like the first time we met, the beauty of beauty can only be frozen in memories.
Maybe one day I will turn around and leave, leaving behind a beautiful silhouette in the distance. A perfect arc will tell the attachment to yesterday.
Perhaps, among the people we know, there have been misunderstandings, mistakes and mistakes, and you will think of the beauty when you first met. Or, that day in a specific place, I revisited the old place and suddenly found you who I hadn’t seen for many years. Suddenly I was back to the scene where I first met. What kind of unforgettable feeling was that when we first met? ! It was amazing when we first met, but we were still surprised when we saw each other again.
I hope that when I see you again, you will still be as beautiful as ever. The gentle spring breeze tonight blows my heart. Many dusty past events clearly remain in my heart and flow in my dreams.
Life is like this, life is like this, love is born and love is dead, it is the end of love. Isn't it? . 3. Write an essay with the title of beautiful encounter
Beautiful encounter at the age of fifteen, what a beautiful chapter in life, with a little melancholy, a little joy and sorrow------the inscription is here suddenly One day, at a certain corner, I accidentally bumped into you.
He smiled knowingly, and then passed by in a hurry. This is the most beautiful encounter I have ever imagined.
The encounter with you is actually nothing more than ordinary. We met for the first time in preschool.
At that time, you were wearing a pink plaid skirt, a white shirt, and white socks, squatting in the grass and playing with foxtail grass. You reminded me of the lovely princess in Andersen's novel. I'm so lucky that we were seatmates and good friends.
I am a silent person, always watching my piece of sky quietly and stubbornly. And you are always cheerful, with a smile so bright that it’s almost wanton.
My classmates are all wondering how you tolerate my dullness, and how tenacious I am to avoid being tortured to the point of collapse by your nagging. You always say that we are "childhood sweethearts", you can never figure out whether Sydney is in Europe or Oceania, and you don't understand that the Wuchang Uprising and the Nanchang Uprising are not the same thing.
After experiencing countless blows, I finally gave up my interest in discussing poetry, history and geography with you. So I am always silent, and you are always beaming.
You envy me for being immovable, and I envy your willfulness. The classmates said they envied the friendship between us two little girls, so you sang loudly and arrogantly: "One of us is like summer and the other is like autumn, but we can always turn winter into spring...".
To be honest, you never sing on tune. But I still feel happy.
Life is always trivial and practical. Our friendship seems as plain as water, but it is so real that it is almost tangible.
Yes, we are just two ordinary people. There may be some edges and corners, but they will only be extraordinarily real and not offensive.
I remember someone said: "If a person is covered with thorns, if it is a beautiful girl, she must be said to be a rose; if she is a melancholy girl, she must be said to be a cactus." And I always say that she is a rose. It feels like we are more like two foxtail plants, such ordinary and real companionship. You say it doesn't make sense, but I insist.
However, we are not foxtail grass after all, and we will not take root in the same place for life. When the separation came, we were too ignorant to understand that it should be sad.
But when I finally reached the age where I knew how to be sad, all that was left was a shallow sigh and yearning. It's been years since then.
You and I no longer see each other, and gradually there is no news. Even now that communication is so developed, time and space still inevitably lead to emotional indifference.
I still live a quiet life. When I am lonely I will look up at the sky.
Occasionally, when I think of your unbridled smile, I miss you a little. Our years are like water flowing away and never coming back.
It looks like wood rotting, no more than Populus euphratica, three thousand years, will it last? Maybe, but there's always a time limit. When you look at the sky alone, I think you are more willing to compare our friendship to the white clouds in the sky yesterday, and you will sigh like an aria - Look, what a big ball of marshmallow, I really want to take a bite.
But I would liken our friendship to the soft fluffy catkins, which will touch each other's memories at the moment we meet, itchy and soft. Miss you my sister.
No matter how life changes, I can never forget the playfulness of my childhood and always want to meet you by chance. 4. The most beautiful encounter composition
The most beautiful encounter
Maybe, every day, I will pass by many people; maybe, every day, there will be many places where I leave my footprints ; Perhaps it is these destined coincidences that have allowed me to have many beautiful encounters.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been to elementary school. I looked at the gate and thought back to the mood that that little girl had when she walked into the campus with trembling legs 7 years ago. Excited, excited, or looking forward to it? That was my most beautiful encounter.
Walking into the campus, looking at the teaching buildings that I hated so much that I gritted my teeth, I actually smiled, feeling a little nostalgic and a little attached to them. From the sixth year of primary school to now, the open space has been turned into a building, the runway has been turned into plastic, and the classrooms have been equipped with projectors... everything has changed.
Looking at the tall buildings in front of me, the concrete land suddenly appeared in front of me. A long time ago, I always played there. In that hot summer, I met the best math teacher I thought. On days when it was so hot that even electric fans were unable to use it, the teacher actually bought a box of popsicles for us to eat. That was six or seven years ago. The teacher’s knowing smile, gentle eyes, and the coolness of the popsicles are still clearly in my mind. That was a beautiful encounter.
Go straight ahead and you’ll find the school’s auditorium. Looking at the door, another girl holding a "guest" sign appeared in front of her. It was an event for the school's 80th anniversary. When a retired teacher arrived, the girl looked at it for a long time and finally remembered that it was her class teacher in first grade. She thought that the teacher would not remember her, but she did not expect that the teacher touched her head lovingly, read her name, and said that she had grown up. She looked at the teacher and found that she had many wrinkles, which were indelible marks left by the years on her face, and the corners of her eyes were droopy, which was also a sign of her old age, but her eyes were still looking at her intently. The girl suddenly remembered that when she was a child, this teacher would hold her hand and teach her to write, arrange for her to sit with the class monitor to improve her grades, and caress her head lovingly like this. It turned out that the girl had hidden everything about that teacher deep in her memory. This is also a beautiful encounter.
I came to Class 1 of the sixth grade according to my memory. At the window, I saw the world inside. The wooden tables and chairs, the slightly chalky blackboard... everything is so familiar. I want to go in, touch the tables and chairs I once used, and look for the traces I left behind, but I can't. I felt a little depressed, but the singing of the four girls sounded in my ears, which was mixed with joy, happiness and tacit understanding between each other. Suddenly I feel a little sad again. The friends who were inseparable before have now gone their separate ways. But even though we are separated, those beautiful memories still remain in our hearts. That is the flash of life, the eternal splendor in life. Meeting you is so beautiful.
Birds come and fly again; flowers bloom and wither. A group of students left and another group came. I closed my eyes, and the beautiful encounters in this school were played like a movie. At that moment, I seemed to see the smiling faces of all the teachers and classmates, and heard them saying "goodbye".
There are many beautiful encounters and many sad partings. Only those ageless flowers, plants and trees are still here watching us, witnessing these encounters and partings.
5. Composition: The most beautiful () with the title "The most beautiful ()", describe the most touching moment you have ever encountered
An hour is composed of sixty fingertips, and a day is composed of It consists of twelve hours, a year consists of 365 sunrises and sunsets, a century consists of a hundred reincarnations, but a life is composed of countless beautiful moments. I have liked watching fireworks since I was a child, watching that moment The beauty of it. What I saw when I was a child was its colorfulness. In the deep sky, a shining heart suddenly appeared. It was like many stars flashing up, blinking at me, and then hiding naughtily, and I , always clamoring for fireworks. After I entered junior high school, watching the fireworks, I would fantasize in my heart whether one day I would make a firework by myself, and it would bloom and become my name. I continued to enjoy the fireworks. The beauty. Now that I am in high school, watching the fireworks, I feel that my heart is much more complicated. I seem to see the hole in the heart of the fireworks. Although it has shining stars, its beauty only lasts for a moment. With the sound of an explosion, It releases all the energy in its body and ends its life! I think maybe I envy fireworks, because they are only beautiful, only happy, and have no worries... I like to stand on the platform on the 20th floor, watching the fireworks one after another all around, and the sound of explosions wash away the My sorrow is comforted by beautiful fireworks. Fireworks are beautiful, but they are short-lived. Can it be said that all the beauty in the world is short-lived? I have always believed that I can successfully leave achievements in my study journey that I will be proud of when I grow up. However, I don’t know how long, how arduous and not smooth this process is. There are fireworks flashing in front of my eyes, maybe , a person's life is like a firework. I overcome the resistance with difficulty, illuminate my own path along the way, and blossom with the guidance and encouragement of others. Therefore, when I feel lost, I always think of the fireworks--- -One day you will bloom! There are twenty-four hours in a day, three hundred and sixty-five mornings and evenings in a year, there are countless beautiful moments in a life, and there will be more beautiful moments waiting for us to discover in the future. 6. Please write an essay titled "Beautiful Encounter"
If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan?
It’s easy to change an old person’s heart, but it’s easy to change an old person’s heart.
The Lishan language stopped at midnight, and the rain and the ringing bell at night did not complain.
How lucky is the brocade clothes, the wings are connected to the branches and the wish is made that day.
If life is just like the first time we met, all the past events will turn into a smile in the world of mortals. Only the surprise and love when we first met will remain. Forget the betrayal, sadness, helplessness and grief you may have had. What a wonderful realm of life this is.
Time flies and we can no longer go back to the past. We may have fallen in love at first sight, but when we see each other again, we may be sad. If so, it's not as good as the feeling when we first met...
"I was amazed when I first saw you, and still am again when we see you again." In my opinion, this is just a beautiful wish. The first time I saw it, I was amazed. Suddenly looking back, I have experienced a vast sea. I'm afraid the world has already changed.
"If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is said that the heart of an old friend is easy to change. After the words of Lishan, it is half past midnight, and the rain and the ringing at night will not complain. It's like being blessed with a brocade dress, and wishing for the same day. "Nalan is good at affection and deep in love. His words are fresh and graceful, and can express his feelings directly, giving people a deep understanding of life.
Yes, it would be great if life were just like the first time we met. When everyone first meets you, that beautiful feeling will always be like the first flowers blooming in spring, that kind of warmth, that kind of The nature, sincerity, and memories will always permeate your life. Why are there misunderstandings, confusions, speculations and criticisms in human interactions? Isn't it enough to just have a touch of watery feelings? Just like netizens who have never met before, saying hello to each other every time they meet online, and caring for each other in their hearts, isn't it a beautiful thing?
I think this is why the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, right?
Reread Xi Murong's "First Encounter", she said: Beautiful dreams, like beautiful poems, are something that can be encountered but not sought, and often appear at the least expected moment. .
I like that kind of dream. In the dream, everything can start again, everything can be explained slowly, and I can even feel the ecstasy in my heart that all the wasted time can be regained. and gratitude. My chest is overflowing with happiness, just because you are right in front of me, smiling at me just like before.
I really like that kind of dream. I know clearly that you have traveled thousands of miles for me, but I still feel that the grass is delicious and the fallen flowers are colorful, as if you and I have just met.
From this point of view, everyone has a first encounter complex, which is really as pure and transparent as a glass of water. The poet gave it a poetic comment, making people feel the beauty, warmth and romance of the first encounter. There are often such scenes in life. Breaking up after first meeting is like the clouds that once waved, or like the Cambridge gently saying goodbye...
The most beautiful thing is in the heart but not far away. Once upon a time, what was it like when we first met? If life were just like the first time we met, wouldn't it be the best portrayal of life?
Maybe life is like this. Some people are right. People often don’t cherish it when they get it. Not getting it is a state. Or just like when we first met, that kind of faint feeling makes people feel relieved, calm and at ease.
A heartfelt greeting is enough to make you unforgettable for a lifetime. I think in life, if you are indifferent, it will often be like a breeze and a bright moon. If you are too persistent, you will be confused. Therefore, I am willing to pay attention to friendship, grievances, merits and demerits, gains and losses, money... If you look at it more lightly, you would rather the scene of your first meeting remain in your dreams forever.
Lin Qingxuan's "Junior Sister Fa Yuan", he said: "Everyone's fate is actually the same as the lychee flower. Some people are born without petals, but they bloom silently and bear fruit silently. In the seasons, As time goes by, a lychee bears its fruit without choice, and a person has no ability to choose his own path!"
"You won't understand some feelings, sometimes after five years. Minutes later, my mood is completely different. For many things in life, if you miss one hour, you may miss a lifetime. At that time, I just did it and didn’t know the truth. After these years, I finally understood. It's the same today, you are staying in this hotel, which happens to be the place where I serve. If you don't order coffee, or the head waiter doesn't ask me to deliver it, or you don't call me when I turn around, we won't be able to meet again, that's how life is."
Is life really like this? I don't know.
If life is just like the first time we met, the beauty of beauty can only be frozen in memories. Maybe one day he will turn around and leave, leaving behind a beautiful silhouette in the distance. A perfect arc will tell the attachment to yesterday. Maybe, among the people we know, there have been misunderstandings, mistakes and mistakes, and you will think of the beauty when you first met. Or, that day in a specific place, I revisited the old place and suddenly found you who I hadn’t seen for many years. Suddenly I was back to the scene where I first met. What kind of unforgettable feeling was that when we first met? !
I was amazed when I first saw you, but I was still surprised when I saw you again. I hope that when I see you again, you will still be as beautiful as before.
Tonight the gentle spring breeze blows my heart. Many dusty past events clearly remain in my heart and flow in my dreams.
Life is like this, life is like this, love is born and love is dead, it is the end of love. Isn't it? 7. Essay title: The most beautiful encounter, more than 600 words required
“I won’t say how important you are, but at this moment, nothing but words can express my feelings.
I still want to say it, I still want to say it. We have been together for a long time, and you have become my support.
We play together, talk and laugh, and never think about anything. I haven’t thought about separation for a lifetime. Do you know? Now, I want to be with you brothers and sisters for a lifetime.” ——Monologue Summer is here again. The sunlight that shines through the gaps in the leaves shines on the body, making people feel breathless due to the heat. The senior students envy the air conditioners in the classrooms of the junior students in the new building, while complaining. Some girls even don’t care about it because it’s too hot. Cut her flowing hair into ear-length hair.
After two days of intense and anxious exams, it will be another two months of leisure. While waiting for the test results to come out, I immediately changed back to my original shape. I went to KTV with my sisters to go crazy, shouting until my throat was broken. I spent the rest of the time at home, finishing the electronic novels I had not finished, and listening to music. Eating ice cream with the air conditioner on.
When I was tired, I walked alone in the bamboo forest. The sun was shining all over me, and I felt a silent sense of comfort in my ears. Suddenly, I suddenly remembered the scene when I first entered school in the first grade.
At that time, I was still a young child, full of expectations for everything. Until I met you - my alma mater, my teacher, my Class 2, and my 63 brothers and sisters.
Being with you, I gradually began to learn to communicate with you, talk to you about my unhappiness, and began to integrate into the warm family of Class 2. From a quiet girl, she gradually became crazy, cheerful, confident and optimistic.
Here, you are my support, you are my friends, and you are my family! How six three hundred and sixty-five days have passed, how six seasons have passed, how six grades have passed, we 64 classmates have gone through it together. Although there have been noises and disharmony, the rope of friendship that holds tightly between us can never be separated, right? Maybe after this summer vacation, the memories between us will gradually fade away.
Looking back, nothing has changed. We are about to enter adolescence from childhood, and we are about to have our own little youth.
But these six years are the longest time we have spent with friends, and it is also the most memorable memory. Tears have filled our eyes, and those memories are still vivid in our minds, but we can never go back. Time will not kindly give us time to miss, but will only cruelly accompany us towards the unknown place ahead. On the road.
We may be like a heart. Without these 64 people, will this heart be complete? No, it won't. But even though we were separated, the friendship between us was still tightly intertwined.
- "Me meeting you is the most beautiful accident" - "How far will I meet you when I wait for you?" 8. The most beautiful encounter, composition
If happiness takes time to fill, then the time with you is full of happiness.
——Inscription You poured into my heart silently, but the past was scattered all over the place. I never noticed it but in the end I had to keep a distance. If fate has arranged that we will be separated even if we meet, then when we meet, I hope it will be eternity, even if it is only a second, I will firmly grasp it.
My life has changed drastically because I met you. "Hello! I am your math teacher. In the days to come, I will teach you math. I hope we can live in peace and be good friends! O (∩_∩) O thank you!" He said with a deep sense of humor. It caught my eye, and maybe I would stop breathing and slow down for that second, because that moment belongs to us.
Perhaps only when destiny arranges it countless times can you meet someone worth meeting in this life. "We have been together for almost a month, and the monthly exam is coming soon. In order to test everyone's grasp..." My math scores are obviously poor, and I don't want to leave a shadow in his eyes.
"Just try your best. No matter what the score is, all I want to see is the real score..." Maybe one sentence can change everything. "Students did well in the exam." "It's because the teacher taught well." ""Really" Yes" (*^__^*) Hee hee... If I say I have a good grade, it is better to have a good teacher.
I will never forget that grade. . Because he has regained his confidence since then.
Maybe no one believes that teachers and classmates can become good friends, but this kind of thing happened to us, because everything changed with him. He joked and joked, just like a good friend: having no worries and having joy and happiness... Even close people can't resist the temptation of time; even in a beautiful friendship, we can't stop the pain of separation. They are points, lines and planes in different quadrants, but they meet inexplicably in a realm that transcends time and space. You look back at me, and I look back at you... There is always separation.
The starting point is also the end point, I met you. , but we have to separate. Maybe meeting someone who is worth this life! Even if we need to separate, that time will not disappear.
I once met you, but I had to separate; I once left memories. , but the shadow disappears; the happiness we once shared is blown away by the wind. Even if we are separated, we have met.
I hope the author will adopt it. 9. How to write a beautiful encounter composition.
I don’t know how long the meteors can fly. Is it worth pursuing? I don’t know how long the cherry blossoms can bloom. Is it worth the wait? If the fallen leaves can send all my thoughts, I would rather put the entire autumn forest into my heart. If the returning geese can send all my thoughts. I will spend my whole life grateful for this beautiful season. When I am lonely, I look up at the blue sky. You are the nearest white cloud. When I am lonely, I stare at the night sky. You are the brightest star, walking in the forest when I am free. You are the green leaf that I rub shoulders with. You fall asleep peacefully when I am tired. It is the most beautiful dream. One more greeting. One more warmth. One more friend. One more piece of blue sky. One more confidant. One more emotion. One more close friend. One more emotion. A thousand cranes are folded for you to keep troubles away from you. A thousand roses are given to you. You let you love yourself well. A thousand lucky stars give you so that good luck always surrounds you. A thousand pistachios give you a good mood to find you all the time. If you cry, it will always be my face that gets wet first. If you are sad, it will be the most painful. My heart always misses the time we spent together. I envision happy days with you. I envision a warm life with you taking care of me. I envision every corner with your laughter. I envision just the two of us. The code name is I miss you. In fact, the sky is very blue and the clouds will eventually disperse. In fact, the sea is not wide. This shore is connected to the other shore; in fact, dreams are very shallow. Everything is natural. In fact, tears are also sweet. I wish you happiness every day. Acquaintance is the most precious fate and longing is the most beautiful. Concern is the most sincere heartbeat, greetings are the most beautiful words, bosom friends are the most perfect close friends, and the most intimate understanding. You are the most beautiful encounter in my life. There is a feeling that I always admit that I love you when I can’t sleep. There is a kind of fate. There is a kind of mood that is always believed to be eternal only after waking up from a dream. It is loss that is always understood after parting. There is a kind of look that is always believed to be attachment after breaking up.