高中英語(yǔ)作文：我想起了那場(chǎng)風(fēng)雨

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　　The breeze is sandwiched with the cold rain, and the face is tied to my face like countless steel. I wrapped tight clothes on the Ten Cross that lost and distorted, I was a little bit of a more than a purpose ... However, after a moment, I was sleeping. Rain, still not slowly underground, falling in the river, aroused countless ripples; wind, still showing prostitute, cutting people's face. I don't help but I keep blaming the unreasonable parents of God, this is my silent heart. No matter how many demon ghosts are defeated, how many big Jiangnan north, do not find the true meaning of their lives, I don't know how much lost in my heart, but only the mediocrity repeatedly lives. Years left a mark on the face, when a silk wrinkle and a root of silver were in front of me, I was embarrassed, I regret, and it is sad. I look for a bright gap in the dark corner, the freedom of the blue sky, I am regretted that the time is like flowing water, I will not return. However, all this has not been unveiled in the long river of memory. When my life is happing, there is a white angel, and the white light is white. I woke me from the darkness of death, bringing the reborn bright; when I weakly suffered from the cold, some people are willing to put themselves Coiced in winter and a rich big meal to warm me; when I encounter high mission in my life, some people don't have to do my horses, don't have a single shield, no matter what is on the mountain or falling. Let me be hurt. Those who hide in the corner support me! You will not forget the sanctuary of love and God-like heart. Who is those people? Those relatives who are not careless about me. However, I didn't know my blessings, I didn't know gratitude, I don't know. Slowly, my eyes are red. Suddenly, the breeze is gently and smartly blowing on my moist eyes. I didn't know that the fur rain was raised. I landed in my thin clothes. I understood everything. I really want to become a poetry, Li Bai, and the grateful sentences of the ages are sprinkled to the world. I don't know how long, I woke up and found that I was lying on the bed. I was a white in front of my eyes. "Where is it?" The relatives looked at me, the eager eyes filled with crystal tears, tighten me In the arms, how happy I am at the moment, thinking about everything that should be done after growing up. ?