高中英語作文：真情在生活中流淌
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There is always a kind of feelings, the pulse is flowing in life. In the disseained place, it is disseminated that repeatedly refreshing aroma and spreads a warm atmosphere. True, always hidden in a non-harmful small matter. In a memories, the slided silk is touched, and it will become a little warm, and the whole heart is cleared. I like to recall the moon night of childhood. In the moon, the ancestors of the ancestors, the ancestors told the story of the story.
Telling to tell the confident family, depicting the epitome of happiness. You always love to tell me the story, tell me that I will not be annoying, I will always listen to it, you always hang a smile on your face. Each time you talk about your eyes, you will always float to the holy sky. The eyes flowing, always reverence history, is also a warmth that never floats. I really face it, I'm full of admiration, my eyes, as if it is filled with moonlight, pure, clear, just like a song like a song. Your face, remember that all the trees are reflected in the shadows, finely broken, like the warmth of the little bit, and the crystal cry of it is a grain of the crystal, sparkling, always spring Really cut warmth in your heart! I like to recall the winter night, the lights are in the scene, I am sitting at the table, dragging the tired body, and struggling with a pen. The snowflakes outside the window have raised, and a free flying dance, causing my unlimited year. On the desk, I have been engraved with countless deep writing, on the curtain, left the silhouette of my hard book. When I was tired, there is always a voice of pushing the door. It is a cup of milk coming in, put it in my table, and then appear on the wall.
The milk is hot, like the true feelings of my heart, such as the heat of milk, warm my tired body. I got her milk, the thick aroma came, and it was in the heart, and I sweatently, in exchange for my spirit. I slowly drink a small mouth, finely taste, the scent of the milk is constantly echoating in the tongue, which is already a fragrant, lip and teeth, and tongue. That aroma, so far, it is still broken in the mouth of the mouth, a burst of stunning, spreading in my heart, spreading, the true and warm warmth of the time when I am in my heart. Every time I think of these little tips, the brain is always full of energy.
Details in life can be drawn into a beautiful painting, engraved in the depths of memory. Whenever it is tired, these true love will bring a burst of aroma, which comes to the warmth of a silk, drove away. In the warmth of the heart, it will continue to cleanse in the heart, sublimate ... It is true, in the life of the flat, portrayed a beautiful scene. In fact, this is quietly flowing in life ...