essay（1）
How long has it, there is no such a person walked, with a lonely heart, close to the almost deserted soul. From the sea, the shuttle, the star was not found heart like air becometransparent.
Hand tighten the reins of heart, let it slow running pace, moving slowly in this rich night, enjoy the natural and comfortable this long. Everything is so quiet, every beating heart then yiqiyifu,like in the story of their dream, their happiness, and I feel the sense of ease.
Tonight the wind disappear conceal traces, there are too many feelings can not afford, escapemay not be a way out. But, I can escape? The night sky Wanli, Haramatsu Shiro month has become distant those dark clouds, peep all emotion this earth still exist. And I, already in the dayin high school, split the soul, out of all the feelings, and not a trace of nostalgia aside, abandon.This, that is to say, I will not be your emotions, there will be no so-called helpless, my everything,had broken into a bubble, never sticky spell.
A few degrees of tears, steamed into missing, a dim view, wet memory, the residue in the heartside forget, forget yourself. The future, no time to think, time has been urging me to set sail, just do not know, I again the where? Years, seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of life, but Ihave at this time no direction, thrashing. This leaves me wandering no boat face high thischoppy waters has put the rusty anchor, because at the helm without heart, just like mechanicalgrowth, chasing buckish bubble like bizarre.
I conclude with the heart, in the middle school on the road to write a hurry, forget a pacifying mypanic heart, then push me again. In order to let the insignificant dream bloom, so the exhausted heart again sails up, to go far away. The number of traps, the number of injured, how helpless,how much pain. Much of the night, a person lick inhibition at the wound, still climbing in themountain peaks to university, broken wings still stubborn with feet to measure this dream.
There is no time to enjoy the scenery on both sides, in the absence of energy gradually or run,only occasionally fantasy clouds in the end of the heaven. This is the so-called "three"? Justthree trance feel like a dream, the dream life, more do not know in the end the dream awakes,whether I still remember the feeling of gratitude.
This transient daydream, let my fear heart slightly flat, wry smile that summer was increasinglydull autumn. The spirit of the sky as a soft light, through the dim night, sent bursts of cool, gentle and the line of sight, this feeling. He had such as blood Mou class eyes, hearts with this idea:
"Even if the depression, also toward the sun!"
六年级:【沉默、闷骚】
essay（2）
They say that the devil is cruel, but the devil is good for me. At least some of the monsters are not so hypocritical. At least nine tails from wild silver fox family is such, can be at cost in order to save their own spirit, can in order to love the people be seal in a spell, can in order to fulfill the love, but in spirit in spirit. In fact, the foxes know that on the night of the full moon, they return to a body without a heart. Such foxes can leave the wild and go to any world, but they do not laugh, they cry, they do not understand the emotions and the entanglements. Some people say that such goblins do not harm or protect people, and they do not deceive people and they do not confess to them. After all, a cold body knows nothing. The daring mastermind gave the fox a feeling, and they began to see something. They began to search for their souls and begin to perceive the world. But they do not belong to the world, after all, there are so many different things. The fox is also a demon, and the man who dies is only human. Some of them have been practicing for years only to be immortal, while some foxes have closed their own feelings and desires to keep their souls. In the wilderness, the fox forced the man into the wild and the fox, and the walking dead. The demon can live in a cave, can live in water, and can even live in a tree hole and a blossom. People can't live without water. Every wild fox needs a change of skin. A man is wounded and can be cured, but the fox is wounded and can only take a big mouth of blood and hide in his own house, so that no one knows. Nine tails silver fox is actually the xuan nine-tailed fox, this is a very peculiar fox, because the fox decided that a person is a lifetime said nothing will change. The tail of a nine-tailed fox can be turned into a weapon to help humans, or to save a person. For love they'll cut off your tails you love life, but they treated people don't know every cut off his own a nine-tailed fox tail is bone gouge out the pain of heart. The nine-tailed fox is not dead, most of which is to be turned back into the original, as long as it continues to be refined. These foxes have a beautiful face, but once they're damaged, they can't fix it. Unless someone is willing to with their own appearance for the fox looks so you can repair the damaged appearance, but not so silly people in the world, who wouldn't sacrifice their appearance to change the devil skins, some set a fox to keep his face in his body blood seal. Some foxes try to break through the wild and wild.
In the eyes of the world, there is no love, no love, nothing to complain about, but to keep in silence. That's why I like foxes. Because the fox is willing to love and hate, even if there is no love. I envy the fox because they have no feelings so they can't hurt without pain. No pain, no injury, no tears. That's why the fox doesn't laugh and won't cry.
essay（3）
It's cloudy,a grey clouds a whole region.
The teacher often said that the weather is a way of infection of mood,but I want to tell you,this textbook is the wrong answer.My body is in the computer and the keyboard,the heart is already flying in the heaven and earth.
Recent online and some more pictures to school described as epic disaster film,really have so bad?See the faces,has a say acordial.Trouble?Long gone,the heart is filled with satisfction.
Why there are so many concerns?Why want to and you don't see a good classmate playing adult human intrigue?If friends and reatives for a lifetime accompany you through this life,and not afraid of death?When I am old,sitting in wheelchair,I hope I can look at the familiar and the same old faces of the surrounding,the corners of the mouth can also has a brilliant smile.
Write too far,I this person is such,imagination is what speeding,once the multifarious daydreaming went alll out.Ah,this is what I am different with others,can let me in the same age of bloom belong to me.
Wrote here,the rain had stopped.A ray of sunshine is sprinkled in between your fingers.If we just like that,how good?
Don't want to grow up.
essay（4）
500字腊八节英语作文：laba essays
7 the twelfth night, house started to warm up. father will yellow rice, rice, red jujube, and red bean with warm water bubble up, then use sand pot in the fire boil chestnuts. father said, do it with the five kinds of materials to, suggesting the grain and make it plentiful in the coming year.
we several elder brother in the father's side, like a few didn't plunge wings of the bird, mother bird such as feeding. chestnut cooked, father of the hand of the dry with peel it off the brown scale, will sweet and the pulp, stood in turn into our mouth to, but he also won't a taste. at this time, the mother sat cross-legged on the kang, in bright light cover, for her this several children rushed the clothes of the new year. orange cover light column straight with white paste the moon roof, ceiling and there is a small, round the moon. small moon ?