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A composition about meeting.
Composition meeting 800 words (generally 4 1 article)

In our daily life, composition is the most familiar thing for everyone. According to the different writing time limit, composition can be divided into limited composition and unlimited composition. So have you ever studied composition? The following is an 800-word encounter composition carefully compiled by Bian Xiao. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

Meet the composition 1

I can't see clearly, the shadow of the past is like smoke, and I can't hear the whisper of the wind blowing from my ear. We each fulfilled our previous life's agreement. Is all this predestined in the dark?

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Buddha said that there is a cause and effect, and the karma paid before III will surely reap the fruits after III. And I also believe that a thousand times of looking back and a hundred million times of smiling at each other will bring karma in this life. You and I are the same.

The April wind bent the grass. In this warm spring, I was born, accompanied by loud cries. I heard from my father that you were so weak, but you struggled to get up and hug me. You smiled. At first glance, you said that I was a fragile and lovely baby girl. You also said that you must raise me well and not let me suffer. Yes, we finally met in that beautiful spring.

The sunlight hit the ground through the leaves and broke into a pile of pieces. From the spring when we met, memory, like a video recorder, recorded every bit of our story.

You said that your palm is not big or spacious, but it is enough to help me hold up a world. You also said that my smile is the source of your happiness, and you will be happy if I am happy. I said, you are my sky. Without you, my world would be a dead desert. I like your tenderness, I like your smile and I like your beauty.

The wind is blowing, cool, and the memory slowly germinates from a small seed in my heart. Some people say that commitment is like a butterfly, flying among flowers, then spinning and then disappearing. But you said that commitment is honey, commitment is bees, and bees will work hard for honey. I said, I believe you, because you are like a bee, working hard for the original promise.

Slowly, I grew up, and I am no longer the obedient girl you remember. I will talk back, I will lose my temper, and I will be silent. You said, now I am like a dandelion in the water-jellyfish. As long as I touch it, it will generate electricity and sting people. You said you didn't blame me, because I have grown up and am an adolescent girl. It's time to have your own troubles. I said I was speechless. Because, in these fourteen years, you are paying for me and running for me! In the cold night, under the light, you always accompany me, so that I am no longer lonely. You said that love is a rope that pulls me and you. The waves beat against the rocks and foam floated on the sea. Looking at you around me, I said, "Sansheng is so lucky to meet you-mom!" " "

Satisfy composition 2

The leaves began to turn yellow, the autumn wind started, the yellow leaves rustled and the ground was covered with a layer. I stood alone under the big tree, thinking about you and me last year, and savoring the meaning of this encounter alone.

Remember when you knocked on my door with fruit when you first moved here? There is a crescent-shaped warm smile on his face, so that his eyes are bent into a crack. I was originally an unsociable person, but your appearance lit up a ray of light in my life. After that, you often come to me with fruits and snacks. Slowly, I began to get used to your existence. I am used to seeing your smile as soon as I open the door, staying with you until sunset, enjoying the sunset with you and fighting with your friends.

Do you remember that stream?

That was the first place we went. The sun is about to set, and the sky is getting dark. I'm a little scared. Pull your skirt, and you let out a cry of fear. As soon as you saw it was me, you put down your heart and said, "I was distracted just now and thought a ghost was pulling me." "That's a beautiful female ghost, too." Say that finish, the two of us burst out laughing. It is not clear how two timid people have the courage to play in the river.

We took off our shoes, rolled up our trouser legs and went to catch fish by the stream. The sun is very hot in early autumn, but the water is still cold, and the wind is getting colder and more comfortable. Suddenly, you picked up a handful of water and spilled it on me, and I gave you one in return, so we played until the evening. Finally, we lay on the lawn together, counting the stars and making an agreement.

"We want to be good friends for life and become little old ladies together." Ok, it's a deal.

The wind was very strong that night, which blew away our promise.

That morning, I opened the door and you told me that you were moving out. As for the reason, I didn't mind remembering it, nor did I say anything to stop it. I stood at the window and watched you leave by car, and finally disappeared on the street corner with the scenery.

It's windy again, and my thoughts are brought back to reality.

Now, open the door, I will never see your smile again; When I came to that stream, I could never hear your hearty laughter again; Lying on the lawn, there is no purer commitment.

Time goes by mercilessly, but I miss you as always. Thank you for meeting me and making my childhood full of laughter!

Meet composition 3

Tell just a sorry, just a cloudless distance.

As time goes by, all the gold and jade are scattered.

Many people are crying, many people are remembering, and still no one wants to forget it completely. In fact, we all know that if we can get everything we want, there won't be so much sadness on the earth. I said, we are April days on earth, forgetting ordinary signs and touching the melancholy that has not landed; I said, when can I really understand the distance of time; I said, there must be a cup of coffee with just the right temperature. Maybe you will meet an opportunity, maybe an opportunity will meet you. In the dark, the story will quietly turn over a page, so everything begins to enter the role. Interpreted those innocent feelings that should not be interpreted, and also rendered the sorrow of the floating world. If we lose this life, we can definitely find a past life. Because, the sisters only seek deep understanding, only deep memory, and talk gently.

Who's laughing? Who lit up the dusk in the ancient city?

At first, everyone was a lotus in the clouds. From beginning to end, after a long time, I saw more clearly, but I didn't give up more, did I? Time can't dilute everything for us, and duplicity is no longer appropriate. Meeting and burning years, no matter what, we must believe that the echo of the past is still in that distant place, not increasing or decreasing. Later, everything became redundant, only showing desolation. Being remembered safely by my sisters, waiting silently is like a tear in the corner of my eye.

Stay only for a moment, but look back for a lifetime.

If it's just a chance meeting, let it be the beginning, and don't ask the ending at that time.

Look up at the road, the entrance to the dream is a little narrow, do you hear? Autumn is leaving, winter is coming, cloudy day, evening, looking out the window, there are still many things waiting in the future. If today's meeting is for tomorrow's parting, I don't know if the man who walked into the alley can come out. Happiness lies in the nearest place to heaven. In the fleeting story, whose happiness comes from the only heaven.

I heard that the dream in Jiangnan is as light as a fallen flower, and she will be conscious when time is still. Therefore, only simplicity can stand the inquiry of time, but everyone's back is so long that they can meet each other later. We only know memories and don't give up distance.

No wonder people lie about who is laughing at eternity.

How strong you have to be to forget.

Meet in my dream and turn around in Qian Shan. But it never seems to be separated. Nothing is as sweet as a fairy tale to sadness and light. Back to reality, too sweet, pretending to be the most painful.

The story can't go back, but I know it very well.

When will the first snow fall?

Satisfy composition 4

Everything in the world meets, so time flies to witness all the eternity and immortality in this world, and in my memory, I will never forget that dawn.

I remember that the junior high school exam is getting closer and closer, but my grades drop again and again, and my mood sinks to the bottom. After school, I walked on the tree-lined path home with a bad test paper on my back. The sun shone through the leaves, and I stepped on the light spots all over the ground. I hate these spots because they are brighter than me. The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on my face and looked up. Yu Hui called for help in the clouds, and the sun was finally submerged.

I went home and lay in bed, but I couldn't sleep. I leaned on the bed and looked forward to dawn. Maybe it will light me up.

I don't know when a ray of warm sunshine shines on my face. I slowly opened my eyes, and a little bit of the sky was fish-belly white. The faint red gradually dyed the distant horizon red, but it was still dark all around. Slowly, the sun broke free from the bondage of darkness and leaned out. Although it is only a little, it still gives off a warm and dazzling light.

Darkness refused to admit defeat and rushed furiously at the sun, trying to devour warmth and light, but the sun did not compromise and tried to break through the darkness and get rid of the shackles and shackles of darkness. After the sun's unremitting persistence and counterattack, the darkness finally got lost, slowly curled up and hid back in the cold corner.

Finally, the sun broke free, and it rose slowly, glowing and heating until all the darkness was eliminated, illuminating every grass, every flower and everyone who was sleeping, including me.

The sun shines warmly, the horizon is illuminated, and everything seems to be full of vitality. I suddenly feel particularly relaxed. This is the brightest and warmest sun I have ever seen, and it is also the most beautiful dawn I have ever seen.

The sun struggled to break free from the shackles of darkness, not afraid of darkness, fighting against darkness, and glowing in its own world. What reason do I have to shrink back, be afraid of difficulties, and hide in a dark corner and sob? So I carefully analyzed the test paper, found out the reasons for the mistakes, and kept studying hard. Whenever I encounter difficulties and want to give up, there will always be light in my mind, and I will have a steady stream of motivation to stick to it. I believe that before long, I will meet my own dawn.

Looking back now, it's really lucky that we are all little people in the big era, living our own lives. Even if you are rescued occasionally, you still have to go the rest of the way. In fact, sunrise does not necessarily represent light. The sun is just a star. Only when we are awake is the real dawn.

Thank you very much for that meeting, which made me understand so much. Even if time goes by and my temples are gray, I will definitely tell you: that time, I met the most beautiful dawn!

Meet article 5 of the composition

Some encounters are destined to leave the most beautiful footprints in life.

I think of my grandfather. It was fate that made my grandfather and I meet briefly in this life; It is fate that makes us a family; It was fate that made grandpa sick; It was fate that made him leave us forever. Regardless of fate or fate, I am grateful for our meeting and the wonderful time we had together.

I still remember many warm plots.

Once, after lunch, I was bored. I was fooling around in my room and mistook the plaster my grandfather put on my arm for a "sticker" sold by the canteen. Who knows, that "sticker" is too sticky to tear off after it is pasted. It still smells strange, and there is still a burning feeling where it touches the skin. I panicked and cried "help" with tears. Grandpa came when he heard the news, and his face was in a panic, thinking that something important had happened. I covered my arm with one hand and there were tears in my eyes.

Grandpa looked intently and laughed: "How can you play with these old people's things?" Tear it up! "

"I can't tear it off. It's too sticky What should I do, Grandpa? Help me! " I begged with tears in my eyes, and my heart was full of grievances. I just wanted to have fun. I didn't expect it to be so embarrassing.

However, grandpa refused anyway, saying that he would find a way to solve his own problems. My mood has fallen to the bottom. I can't believe I can't tear off a piece of paper.

Do it yourself and have plenty of food and clothing. I have no choice but to bite the bullet and tear it. This plaster has just been put on, and it's still sticky, holding my skin tightly and not letting go. I tore it inch by inch, and it felt like I was lifting my skin a little bit and pinching it, which was very painful. "Psst, psst, grandpa, I hurt. I should have known not to play. " I'm about to cry.

Grandpa cheered up at once when he saw my stupidity. He said, "Little fool, it certainly hurts to tear it bit by bit. Look-"he said, grabbing my arm. "Tearing plaster is just like doing things. Be crisp and neat, don't hesitate, don't sneak around, be quick, be accurate, be ruthless, and don't delay. " Before the words were finished, Grandpa picked up a corner of the plaster with a "whew" and neatly tore off the stubborn plaster, which was quick, accurate and malicious. I can't speak in pain, and the pain has stopped.

Grandpa went on to say, "although it will hurt soon, this long pain is not as good as short pain." Just like filling teeth, procrastination will hurt for a long time, and it will be repaired at once, which will solve the future trouble and will never hurt again. "

Grandpa still has many little philosophies about being a man. He always secretly "stuffed" these little philosophies into my heart, quietly.

Such a good grandfather left me. Whenever I think of him, I am still grateful to meet him. It is a kind of fate that makes us a family.

Satisfy composition 6

We met in flowers, met in the bloom of youth, and got to know each other in the magnificent ceremony of time.

When I first came to the big family of Class D2 in Gaoxin No.1 Middle School, I was inevitably a little uneasy ―― unfamiliar faces and neat military uniforms filled the whole classroom. After finding my seat, I looked around and found you. Maybe you are the only girl in this class who noticed me. You smiled at me and waved. I froze ―― what a beautiful smile! Slightly rising red lips, big khaki eyes and fair skin give people a kind of warm feeling. Your sunflower-like smile is also deeply imprinted in my heart. You became my best friend in the later military training. We eat together, train together and chat together. Because of knowing you, I put aside my troubles and have a new yearning for junior high school life.

On the first day of school, when I arrived at the classroom, I was surprised to find that you and I were front and back tables, and I was happy at once. I was very serious in class and listened carefully to every knowledge the teacher said. Your big eyes reveal your thirst for knowledge. Your homework is also recognized as well written in the class, no matter which subject. Whenever the teacher shows your perfect score to the whole class or the Chinese teacher takes your composition as a model essay, you are always smiling, modest and confident.

I remember one time, you missed a few days of class because of illness. You know, as long as you don't understand one course, it's harder to catch up later. So you use all the time after class, borrow your classmates' notes, ponder one question after another, and complete your notes. Ask the teacher if you don't understand anything, hoping to get some inspiration from the teacher. For a whole week, you sat in your seat with a frown and a hint of stubbornness in your eyes without a break. When you make up all the courses, you finally breathe a sigh of relief and have a relaxed and victorious smile on your face. What a hard-working girl!

At noon those days, I didn't want to go down for dinner because I had too much homework. As soon as you heard it, you immediately said to me seriously, "How can you not eat?" Health is the capital of revolution. If you don't eat like this, you will be more hungry in the afternoon. "Finally, under your well-meaning persuasion, I finally agreed to eat. You immediately lit up and took me to the restaurant. There is a warm current in my heart. I am lucky to meet a friend like you. Your sunflower-like smile has been frozen in my heart for a long time, lively and brilliant.

Nice to meet you.

Meet composition 7

Warm is everywhere, everywhere. As long as you feel it with your heart, you will find true feelings everywhere in the world; You will find that the world is warm everywhere; Only in this way will you find that a little thing makes your heart warm.

The sun is shining, and cicadas in the trees groan loudly with pain. The scorching sun scorched the earth, as if there was a heat wave trying to devour everything. I just finished playing the ball, sweating profusely, and didn't have the courage to face this hot weather, so I had to go to a convenience store near the stadium and plan to buy a popsicle to quench my thirst and cool off the heat.

There are few people in the convenience store, which is very quiet. The "whirring" wind of the air conditioner is so obvious that I just came out of the hot summer and can't help shivering. I stood in front of the freezer and carefully selected all kinds of popsicles.

At this moment, a girl in a solid color dress walked into this small convenience store. Her hair is very long, with a faint fragrance, dark and thick, pouring down like running water and hanging on her back. Her skin is as white as jade. Her hands are slender and white, but they have a rough scar. I feel like I've just been scratched by something sharp, and I feel like I'm about to ooze a trace of scarlet blood.

She ran to the counter in a panic and hurriedly asked the salesman behind the counter, "Do you have a band-aid? My hand has just been cut! The blood is about to seep out! " The salesman glanced at her hand, slowly took out a box of band-AIDS, and said faintly, "Little girl, 5 yuan a box." The girl stamped her feet anxiously, with a flash of fear in her eyes, as if tears were in her eyes. She whispered to the salesman almost imploringly, "I, I have no money, ok?" When the salesman heard this, he immediately pulled a long face and said abruptly, "Then there is no way out. We can't do business at a loss Please go to another shop and ask. " The girl covered her hand and the blood was already flowing down. She gritted her teeth and turned away, and my heart suddenly cooled.

Then a voice stopped her: "hey, girl, wait, I have a band-aid, you can use it first!" " "It sounds like a middle-aged woman's voice. I turned to look, and sure enough, a middle-aged woman with a perm was taking out a box of band-aid from her bag and reaching out to the girl with a smile. The girl thanked her again and again, took the band-aid, opened her frown and smiled happily. Seeing this scene, I feel that the air conditioner in the store seems to be no longer so cold, and my heart is instantly warm, and a hot thing comes to my mind.

After leaving the convenience store, the smiles of middle-aged women and the happy smiles of little girls lingered in my mind for a long time.

Summer afternoon, not hot. I met the warmth.

Human nature is good, not evil. I met the warmth.

Like floating dust, cicadas still sing. I met the warmth.

Satisfy composition 8

I have walked all the way through sunny spring, warm and lush summer, cool autumn wind and snowy winter road, and the seasons change, but fortunately, I met you at every most beautiful moment.

Birds write life with songs, and flowers create beauty with fragrance. I am so excited to chase the mottled shadows scattered by the sun through the branches. Your warm eyes danced with me, perhaps because of the change of tone. I fell to the ground because of a stone and ate a mouthful of ash. Before I got up, you rushed to pick me up and gently wiped the tears from my eyes, comforting me that I was not hurt. You are as right as a child.

On the morning of June, the sun relentlessly refused to release energy, and the entrance to the examination room was crowded. I hesitated at the door and looked at the crowd behind me. Finally, your familiar figure pushes people away like a fish against the waves. I don't know how much pressure you are under to "skip work" from the unit, just to cure my cowardice and willfulness. You know your destiny, your hair is a little gray, and you have learned something. The parents around you laughed. You are a little "cheeky". You only giggled at me and didn't know anything about embarrassment. I also regrouped and stepped into the examination room step by step. I know that when I wrote down every word, you were waiting for me at the entrance of the examination room in the scorching sun. Your somewhat cheeky love will always be remembered in June.

I met you at the most beautiful moment.