Warm Journey Composition 500 words 1 People's feelings are very colorful, but not everything that everyone experiences can increase their knowledge. If you are a quiet and well-behaved person who likes to study, then you have only one way-reading.
Books are good friends of mankind. She won't ignore you because she is sad, leave you because she is hurt, and refuse you because she is afraid of your transcendence.
She is a gentle, colorful and carefree companion.
From primary school to junior high school, the content of Chinese textbooks is far from enough. If you want to arm your mind, you must see more, read more and write more.
If you are sad, turn to humorous books, but you can't get angry if you want to.
I remember once, I had a quarrel with my friend, and I thought to myself: It's not like I don't have anyone to play with, and I won't lack anything in my life without her. If she doesn't apologize to me this time, or make jokes about who likes who in the future, I'll never talk to her again.
While I was sitting alone in my seat in a daze, I caught a glimpse of many books out of the corner of my eye, but I only got a copy of Jane Eyre. I went on reading, because I was very sad at that time. I happened to see that Jane Eyre was going to get married, only to find that there was a woman hiding in the attic upstairs. This woman was his wife who was going to marry her husband. Jane loved her very much when she was a child, and that unfortunate experience reappeared in my mind. I shed a few tears in the corner of my eyes, but I was even more wronged when I remembered that my friend and I had just quarreled.
Suddenly, she appeared in front of me and just wanted to apologize, but she saw that I was wrong and looked down at me. Suddenly, "why are you crying? Are you okay? I'm sorry, I'll ... "After that, the students playing next to me came to ask about the situation. I hurried to explain, but no matter how I explained, she didn't believe me. I have to smile. I smiled unnaturally, and she put on all kinds of faces. It wasn't funny, but I laughed anyway.
The journey of junior high school is coming to an end. Although it is the same as applying for high school, it will be difficult to meet again. I hope you can do well there.
Warm Journey Composition 500 words 2 "Tian Tian, come to Ningbo yourself this time!" Come to my side for a few days ... "My cousin's words echoed in my ears. When she finished, I just said "Oh" and hung up. Later, I didn't hear what she was saying clearly, so a lot of questions appeared in my mind: what if there are bad people? What if I take the wrong bus? What should I do if I lose my wallet? ..... but I took my clothes out of the closet. "It seems that there is nothing to be afraid of. "I said to myself.
When I arrived at the station, my mother gave me a ticket from Shaoxing to Ningbo. At her urging, the train pulled into the station. The door opened and the warm yellow light in the carriage made people feel warm. I found my seat trembling. Seeing a little girl sitting next to me, I said hello. She just waved at me and didn't speak.
I put on my headphones and asked her if she wanted to listen to music. She just shook her head.
After a while, she motioned for the waiter to come over. She didn't speak, but compared some gestures I didn't understand, and the waiter brought her a glass of water. I looked at her in surprise. "Are you dumb?" She nodded, took out a piece of paper and wrote on it: "Can you sing a song for me? I want to imagine that I have a voice. Thank you. " "Which song?" She wrote: "Joker Xue is ugly." "Well, ugly, in fact, it's not strange to see too much ..."
Isn't she the same? Although it is not ugly, it has flaws, which is why she likes this song. After singing, we began to talk about something else. I talk, she writes. "When God closed one of her doors, he opened another window for her." She was like this. She has a good hearing and can write down my ugly songs as notes. It's a pity that she just can't make a sound.
She also said that she had studied piano, and only in this way could she satisfy her desire for music.
She got off one stop before me. I saw her take off her schoolbag and get out of the carriage. I waved to her behind her, hoping to see her again.
"We arrived in Ningbo. Passengers who want to get off please take care of their belongings ... "I stood up and asked someone to help me with my suitcase and get off.
The setting sun shines on me, so warm.
A warm journey 500 words 3 growth is a journey. Born in the secular world, I will experience difficulties, and the solvers of difficulties are often friends or strangers.
The autumn wind was biting, and I stayed bored in the classroom and heard the sound of "ding", which symbolized the arrival of a "disaster"-the exam.
I sat quietly on the stool, nervous all over.
A teacher came in with a test paper that I hated. She is kind, but she has become a symbol of the devil in my eyes. When the test paper was handed out, I couldn't breathe when I saw the questions above. I was worried and nervous when I was looking for a pen to do the test paper, because I didn't realize that I forgot to bring my pen until now, and I scratched my head. Finally, I got up the courage to borrow from my classmates. For a time, the examination room was unusually quiet.
Who should I borrow it from First of all, I will make sure that there are no extra black pens in my classmate's pencil box, in case the classmate I borrowed only has one pen. Isn't it embarrassing? I found a classmate with an extra pen, and then I'll see if he is my good friend. Yes, I finally found the right person. It's Ren Jieyu.
"Can you lend me a black pen?" Seeing that he didn't say a word, he put down his pen and began to look for something from the pencil box. He took out a black pen and saw my savior coming. His mood is incomparable. Quickly say, "Thank you." Pick up the pen and look, time is running out. I began to bury myself in answering questions. Writing, a warm current welled up in my heart. It was he, Ren Jieyu, who gave me a helping hand and pulled one of my legs back from the gate of hell. It seems that he is my "help" benefactor!
I was deeply moved by this incident. It was he who gave me warmth. I will never forget this "hand"
Warm Journey Composition 500 words 4 In this hurried world, in this materialistic world, how many people know how to care and care? But there are always a few people who think this is a world full of love.
On a rainy night, we were in a foreign land and had nowhere to hide from the rain. In Nha Trang, Vietnam, in this strange town, we have nowhere to go. The hotels nearby are full of people, and we all hold umbrellas. My heart is like the opposite sea, sometimes angry and roaring, sometimes restless. I'm anxious about how to spend the night tonight. We all regret traveling abroad. We crossed the road carefully, because the locomotives roared past and we came to an alley.
Suddenly a comfortable music came, and we were shocked. That's a group of China artists performing in the street. We rushed over and they saw us. When we saw that we were from China, we immediately put down our musical instruments and stood up. We shook hands with them. I thought for a moment and asked, "Do you work here?" One of them said, "Yes, we work during the day and perform arts at night. You should be here for sightseeing! " ! How did you get here? "I said," We can't book a hotel and have nowhere to go. " The man said, "in that case, why don't you go to our house for one night?" "We are busy saying thank you. When I got to their house, the structure of the house was very simple. When we went to bed, I had an indescribable taste in my heart. I just feel that my heart is full of infinite sweetness. I didn't expect to get such warm care in a foreign country. I fell asleep with this sweet imagination.
After a night's sleep, I got up in the morning, and there was breakfast for three people on the humble table. There was a note on it, which said, "Please enjoy breakfast. We went to work. Goodbye. Our friends. " I shed a tear full of infinite thoughts at this moment. I have a feeling in my heart that others cannot understand. After breakfast, we left 500 thousand Vietnamese dong.
There is a kind of love that is concerned, and there is a kind of love that is loved. I am very grateful to these China friends.
A Warm Journey Composition 500 words 5 Every stage of life is a journey. It may be an exciting journey or a dull journey, but they are all part of the journey of life. The warm journey of my life began three months before the entrance examination.
"Tintin ..."
"Get up, you'll be late!" I wonder who is shouting again. I'm still sleeping. I open my eyes wearily and look at the clock. It was 5: 20. I immediately dressed like chicken blood and rushed to the classroom.
I don't know how many times I got up in a hurry. Although the students are very tired, they struggle for their own goals and urge each other, which makes me feel very warm.
In the morning reading class, the students even screamed. Because the students want to keep every book in mind. Some students are hoarse when they read it, and they don't feel pain, because we put all the knowledge into our heads and make us extremely happy.
The time we spend in early classes may be an astronomical number. In order to prepare for the senior high school entrance examination, we must pay more, we need to overcome many difficulties and setbacks, and we need to overcome setbacks. Because only you can feel the warmth and happiness after overcoming setbacks.
Whenever self-study in the afternoon and self-study in the evening are the most difficult times, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. At noon, I feel sleepy, but I have never slept. I always say to myself in my mind: grit your teeth and hold on. After the evening self-study, all the students get together to play "staying up late". "I always brush the questions and discuss them with my classmates when I encounter problems. Maybe I will be the first person to leave at the latest every night!
This seemingly dull description of a day's life, but it is the life before the middle school entrance examination day after day. During this time, the students struggled. Although it is extremely hard, we have gained warmth because we strive for our own goals.
Our journey is like watering and fertilizing flowers, because we are pregnant with hope, and we are looking forward to the warmth and fragrance of flowers.
Warm journey composition 500 words 6 Go left and go right.
Do you want to go left or right?
In early summer, I hesitated at a fork with a black garbage bag. If I take the left road, it will be closer to my destination, but the sanitation workers will spend more time. If I take the right road, it will take me time, so I won't think much about going straight to the left.
The summer sun shines wantonly on every corner. I don't know why, but the garbage bag in my hand seems a little heavy. ...
As I expected, even the outside of the trash can was full of rubbish. I hesitated again. The sun ignored this pile of rubbish and shone directly on my back. Pedestrians on the roadside seem to look at me with strange eyes: "Why don't you throw it here and want to be an' environmental guardian'?" I slammed my right hand, and the black garbage bag was mixed with other garbage.
At this moment, I heard a slender voice: "Oh dear! Baby! Just throw it here, why run so far! " "No, no! Look, it's all piled up here! " Oh! It's a mother and daughter arguing over a snack bag. The sun shines on the face of a 5-year-old girl, making her face more like a budding rose.
The young mother is impatient. She snatched the snack bag from her daughter and threw it on the ground. The little girl picked it up unhurriedly. Jump to another trash can, stand on tiptoe and throw the bag in. The blue bow on her head drew a perfect arc in my eyes.
I picked up the garbage bag and walked quickly to the right …
Warm journey composition 500 words 7 growth, like a journey, like a game, like a struggle.
The journey of growing up is bittersweet, bittersweet and salty.
On the journey of growing up, I always heard my parents say that society is very dangerous, but I really learned about this society during a trip.
That time, we went to Beijing.
Looking down from the tall building, the background at night is brightly lit and beautiful. But who has ever thought about what it looks like under this veil?
Regardless of fatigue (after ten o'clock), we insisted on having a look.
Ah, walking in the street, there is a scene of prosperity, bright lights and traffic.
We ate all kinds of snacks while walking. Someone even bought a big Beijing roast duck. Our right and left hands are full of food, and we keep chewing.
Suddenly someone said, isn't the hutong in Beijing very famous? Go and have a look! We all agree.
Turning into an alley, the lights became very dim, which made me feel very gloomy. We are like a group of explorers, scared but moving forward.
After turning a corner, I was a little surprised: the houses here are very old, like quadrangles, and the living conditions are very poor. At first glance, I thought it was in a slum! It's very shabby all around. A little further. It's too narrow. Two people can only walk side by side and turn a corner. I can't help but be dumbfounded: there are a large number of people lying on the road ahead, and their clothes are very old.
I thought about myself, how happy I am. Compared with them ... my nose is sour. Yes, they are vagrants, what a pity, people abandoned by heaven in this bustling land.
A warm journey composition 500 words 8 I have tasted the ups and downs of the world and experienced the ups and downs of life. This is a wonderful journey, so is it warm or cold?
Life is like a dream, fleeting, from black hair to white hair. Just for a moment. In the storm, you are like a lonely boat in a sea of pain, drifting in the sea. So touching your warmth is not like the wind pushing the boat with the tide! This is a journey connecting life and death. So what's the purpose of your trip?
For a time, misty rain, rain floating in the sky, floating on the ground, the dark sky shrouded the world, a dead silence.
At that time, I was walking in the shopping mall, and the gorgeous world seemed to cover up the roar of the wind and rain. I don't know whether the brightly lit and neon-lit door is lively or noisy.
A luxurious dress, so beautiful and moving. Black and white, inlaid with two flashing gems, seem to be competing with each other, making people overwhelmed.
Suddenly an aunt said in surprise, "Ah! Is this your child? What a blessing. " I saw her smiling face, which was a flowery smile. My mother said, "Yes." "oh! That's great. " She said. I was a little surprised, and I was a little confused when she handed me the sugar. "ah! One day I may be the mother of a child! " I can't help being surprised.
With a bright smile on her face, she introduced her clothes to her mother and began to ask questions to the next mother when she left.
This is a kind of happiness. Many people in life feel that life is short, but the feeling of being blessed and cared for adds a bit of color to that lonely life. It is a kind of sweetness rising from the bottom of my heart, an unspeakable taste, a sweet, thick paste in my heart, and a beautiful nostalgia.
The night is horrible and lonely, but if it is decorated with human feelings, it is really like drawing a beautiful picture on paper.
Life is like a warm journey, it is sweet, it is perfect, it is really like honey.
A warm journey The road of life is like a trip, which contains joy, disappointment and sadness, but in my opinion, this trip is warm.
It is precisely because of the shelter of trees that birds can settle down; It is because of the rain that the flowers reveal a trace of fragrance; It is precisely because of the blue sky that the white clouds can float lightly, and it is precisely because of the company in this journey that I can grow.
Parents are people who accompany us through more years. They are toddlers and babble, and they accompany us every step of the way. On such a warm and caring road, we are still a little impulsive and rebellious, and there will always be a generation gap with our parents. With the changes of the times, we will be forgotten by them. I still remember that trip. I rode on my father's back and walked across the country road. As it is almost early in the morning, there are no pedestrians on the road. At that time, I could only hear my father's slow footsteps and feel the warm coat on his back.
Friends are also a landscape in the journey, which brings us joy. You can meet friends everywhere. Whether it is an ordinary meeting or a greeting, they may become inseparable people on both sides and bring us the pleasure of companionship. Life is so wonderful because of friends.
Teachers are also our second guardians, protecting our safety and teaching us knowledge. Although we have been studying for half a youth, teachers have changed batch after batch, from unfamiliar to familiar to unfamiliar, but each teacher brings us different fun and companionship.
In this warm journey, we should not only get the right to enjoy love, but also show love to people who care about us. A warm journey should be warm and warm.
Warm Journey Composition 500 words 10 I have been to some summer camps in poor rural areas. Although I didn't enter the barren land, there was no signal in the mountains.
In this small house with only 5 square meters, there is only room for a bed. In the dim candlelight, it is difficult. Such bleak huts are scattered in the mountains, all wooden houses, and it looks like they are going to collapse.
Crossing a lake is another lake. When the school arrived, the wooden door that sang "Yiyi" sang decadently, as if it were going to die. The sunrise here is beautiful, like a colorful curtain hanging from God. In addition, there are magnificent children who come to school to meet the morning glow. Most of them wear worn-out cotton-padded clothes issued by the government, and their tattered sleeves are lined with speckled mud. The whole thing looks gray, but they smile sweetly, as if they have printed a blush on their faces.
Because I come from the city and I am naturally knowledgeable, what many children call "Olympiad" is the foundation in my eyes. Facing those watery eyes, I still can't help but be happy to help them.
In my memory, there was a man named Li Qingming. His clothes are very old, basically wrapped in large pieces of cloth, with only a few wooden buttons. He is poor at math, and he can't do ten questions and eight questions, so he comes to me for advice every time. I will tell him carefully, because he is very serious about learning and loves learning. Every time I finish teaching him, I will give a long boo, and Li Qingming will follow me and give me a hug with his dirty hands. I touched his fluffy hair, and I never thought that doing these things would pay off.
I once heard that there was a little conch in Li Qingming, and he couldn't put it down. I also like those gadgets, which I mentioned casually in several conversations. The summer camp will end tomorrow. I want to touch it, then see poor Li Qingming and end my journey in the warmest way.
I pushed open the boy's wooden door and found a small conch on the crib. ...
Warm Journey Composition 500 words 1 1 Get on the train and embark on the journey.
The scenery outside the window passed quickly, and my hand inadvertently touched the thermos cup. Open the lid of the cup, and the thick tea smells-the tea made by mother herself!
I looked at my sleeping mother beside me. For this trip, she got up early and got everything in order. Now, naturally a little sleepy.
Take a sip of tea gently. The fresh taste fills my mouth and warms my heart. Every time I travel, my mother always does everything carefully-and always makes me a cup of strong tea.
Unconsciously, the fragrance of tea has permeated the whole carriage, the crying children gradually fell asleep, the bickering people stopped making noise, and the quiet faces of people around them were smiling-the tea made by mother was so magical. Is it because this tea poured all my mother's love on me?
I looked down at the teacup, and the tea floating on the water was blooming bit by bit. There is warmth in my heart.
Mother slowly opened her eyes-perhaps the smell of tea woke her up. She looked at me thoughtfully staring at the cup and smiled and reminded me: "If I don't drink it, the tea will get cold."
"Mom, do you drink?" Pass the cup forward. Mother gave a hand, "this is specially for you. Besides, I'm not thirsty, you'd better drink. "
"hmm."
……
Time slipped away inadvertently, and when I came to my senses, I arrived at the station.
The fragrance of tea gradually fades away, and it has lost its original fragrance. Tea is cold, too
However, tea is cold, but the heart is always warm.
Warm journey composition 500 words 12 I was brought up by my grandfather. Every morning when he comes, he always brings me drinks and snacks. Although he can't play chess with me, he often walks with me in the community. At that time, I didn't know grandpa had a sick leg.
Later, because I was born in the second half of the year, I went to kindergarten for another year. That schoolbag is not heavy for me, but it is very big and inconvenient. My grandfather always grabs my schoolbag, so I can catch up with my classmates and play with them for a while. The bus is very crowded. Every time grandpa asked me to sit in a chair, he followed the rickety carriage around the crowd. Even without a seat, he deliberately tried to carry me on his shoulders, as if I were still that humble teenager.
Time passed quietly like this. When grandpa was getting old, I was already a pupil. Grandpa's face is wrinkled and his hair is sparse. I seem to be hallucinating. When Grandpa walks, the camel's back always wobbles to the side, as if a naughty stone always makes Grandpa almost fall down. ...
One morning, I was awakened when I was sleepy, and I vaguely heard grandpa and dad quarreling. I just heard, "My leg is fine." "Doctor, check it." Intermittent voices such as "no" and "operation" ... Later, grandpa had an operation and stayed in bed for a month before his symptoms eased.
I woke up at once, thinking that my grandfather was racing with me all day, carrying a schoolbag and carrying snacks, and my heart seemed to knock over a five-flavor bottle, which was both moved and guilty.
From then on, we all went to grandpa's house, and I never let grandpa carry a schoolbag again.
Warm Journey Composition 500 words 13 The greatest love in the world is maternal love, and the deepest love in the world is fatherly love.
I remember one time, my test paper was handed out with a score of 9 1. When I revised it, the last question would not be revised, so I asked my mother to overcome it together. As a result, when my mother finished the analysis and I was revising it according to my mother's words, my mother became angry. The reason why I was angry was not that I did badly in the exam, but that I answered carelessly. I went straight to the painting.
I knew I was wrong, so I wanted to pick up the correction tape to correct it. "I know that I use correction tape all day long, and I don't think about it before I use a pen. Look for yourself. What are the pictures in the exercise book? I don't think I need to buy a correction tape in the future. The correction tape is as fast as a napkin! " Then, mother picked up the correction tape and fell to the ground. When I was crying, my mother changed her face like a character in Beijing opera and patiently explained the topic to me.
When I went to bed, I buried my head in the pillow and cried silently. It wasn't long before my mother came in. Seeing that I was wiping my tears, she sat on the bed and comforted me: "Don't cry, I am doing it for your own good. I don't want you to use correction tape often. It is harmful and toxic to people. " After listening to my mother's words, my heart suddenly warmed up a lot.
Father's love is subtle. One day, I want to try my father's love for me. I took two gulps of cold water in my room, and then pretended to "cough" and went out. I coughed until dinner. Strange, dad didn't even look at me. Suddenly, my father gave me a strange look. Maybe fatherly love is so subtle and deep!
Motherly love and fatherly love have always warmed me in my journey!
Warm Journey Composition 500 words 14 Walking on the grassland, on the endless grassland, the grassland is really wide. Without any action, we know that the newcomer will be conquered by everything it has.
The sky here is so clean and the air is so fresh. Looking around, several hills are not outlined with ink lines, but only rendered in green. On the mountain covered with green carpet, several big white flowers will bloom from time to time, especially sheep. Looking ahead, you can see a circuitous belt as bright as glass-river, where there are more cattle and sheep, and you can also see horses. From time to time, there were a few whips in the silence.
Grass, grass under your feet, is so green, green, turquoise, dark green, tender green ... all kinds of green are presented on this grass, clusters, clusters, so natural, you don't fight for it. Looking at the past, it is so refreshing that people can't stand it.
Quietly, I lay on the grass, and a warm and gentle wind swept me, sweeping away the haze of my thoughts.
Grassland, how natural, but in the city, people pursue fame and fortune, at all costs, cheating, their hearts have long been numb, forget what they want. In big cities, life has rules and regulations, and there is a fixed format-cause, process and result. If you don't follow the steps, you may be considered different. But I think, maybe, this is life. Life is to make people numb their hearts and forget your pure and sincere dreams. Life is to shut yourself in a square room and do something perfect in others' eyes. Now, it's best to sit down and let the warm wind blow over you. Don't forget your initiative and be the only and most natural person.
I opened my eyes and smiled. The warm sunshine shines on me. Grassland, very warm.
Warm Journey Composition 500 words 15 Time is running out, I'm going to be late. I pushed open the door, rushed to the elevator in three steps and pressed the button.
Unexpected things happened. A guy on the eleventh floor pressed the button first, and the elevator abandoned me and went straight to the eleventh floor.
I was angry when I saw it. I wish the elevator would change its mind and pick me up first, but this is daydreaming. Every time the elevator goes up a floor, I feel very anxious and imminent, wasting a lot of time. Although I knew it was only a minute or two, I wrote an unforgivable charge for that resident.
The elevator began to descend. If I can't pack my things and close the door before the elevator reaches the fourth floor, there will be an embarrassing scene-he waits for me to pack my things, as if I should be sorry. Thought of here, can't help but hate him again. In a blink of an eye, "4" was displayed on the elevator, and I was frantically sorting things out.
The elevator door opened, and one centimeter, two centimeters, five centimeters ... that face suddenly appeared in front of me. I am very helpless, I can only squeeze out a wry smile and say, "You, you go first!" " "I thought this" root of all evil "would go down rudely, but I didn't expect him to smile kindly:" Never mind. "At that time, my face turned red. I can't wait to get into the crack. It turned out that he was not what I expected, and that kind smile made me feel ashamed.
I feel as if I have kept him waiting for a whole year. But he has always been so kind and understanding. I walked into the elevator, and the warmth brought by this stranger swept away my bad mood. An accidental meeting had a great influence on my future. We should be more tolerant and understanding to others, instead of complaining and scolding others blindly.
I wasn't late that day, but I learned a truth about being a man.