Fortune Telling Collection - Free divination - Meng continued to write a 450-word composition.

Meng continued to write a 450-word composition.

1. For self-protection, about 300 words later. When the sky shed the first ray of sunshine, you were pacing in front of my house, holding the bright red cloth tightly in your hand. I am in the small garden, waiting for the silkworm baby who is trying to spin silk. Hearing anxious and nervous footsteps at the door, I put down my mulberry leaves and gently pushed open the gate. ...

The moment you saw me, you were as simple and lovely as a child. "I ... I ... want to change silk." Your eyes flashed at me, and I took the bright red cloth and gave you a faint smile.

Suddenly you kissed me on the cheek. I know you are drunk, but I gently pushed you away. "It's not that I deliberately delay the time, but that you don't have a good matchmaker." You become like an angry lion, turn around and leave. I hurried to catch up with you and put my arm around your waist from behind. "Don't be angry, let's get married in the season when autumn leaves are like mirrors."

In the golden season, I put on the bright red wedding dress in my dream, climbed the collapsed city wall, looked far away and looked for you sitting in the red carriage. You are really as handsome as a dream. You carried me into the carriage from the collapsed wall, loaded my dowry, leaving only two carriages. I snuggle up to you and listen to your endless promises and vows.

Originally thought that when mulberry leaves fell, our love would go through many vicissitudes.

But the mulberry leaves are miserable. From the sweet words when I boarded the carriage that day to the beating and cursing now, I realized the experience of much transformed things.

Since I married your family, I have been accompanied by candlelight at night and worked with crows in the morning. I am tired again because I have you in my heart, so I have support.

But when you get it, you no longer cherish it, and the everlasting promise has long since passed away. Because of one sentence, you can beat me black and blue. My tears no longer hold your heart like when I was a teenager. You no longer love me, because I am no longer young and beautiful, and your heart misses another girl like when you were a teenager. ...

Finally, even the mulberry trees withered, and I held the divorce book with a slight ink fragrance tightly in my hand, just like the bright red cloth you held that morning. I faced the cold sea water in front of me, and my tears fell. head

Jumping with the joy of youth, I raised my head slightly, trying to let the sun evaporate my tears. I bit my finger and wrote "Mulberry leaves fell into the sea, trees withered, and there was no love" on the hard stone that had been hit by the sea for countless times. promise

Just believe, from extinction to the end. "looking at the scarlet book, the corners of the mouth can't help but draw an arc, with a divorce certificate, no attachments, even if you jump. ...

2. The opening of Meng (about 800 words) The sun is very dry and the bustling market is dusty.

You came in a hurry, but you look slow. When you came, you walked into my vague sight and my heart with a simple face, like a silk heart in my arms. The dust and grass clippings on your unkempt hair soaked your sweat, played casually in the sun and got into my nostrils, which made me extremely intoxicated.

You hold the cloth in your arms.

You hold the silk in your arms and gently hold it ... how do you know? Every silk stores my thoughts accumulated night after night. You just hold it gently and smile. I can't tell whether it's simple and honest or oily.

The gentle stream has just been washed, and my hands are gurgling on your material. My silk thread is casually stuffed into your arms, and none of it flows into your eyes. One by one, I knitted you silk thread, the most fragile silk thread in the world, so casually stuffed into your arms.

You say the sun is really round today, and you say my silk is really soft.

I know that you have never seen the sun in the sky, and I know that you have never touched my silk. What is the most important thing for you in this world? You haven't paid attention to the sun in the sky, and you haven't cared about my silk ... Can you really regard me as your most important thing? You didn't come to change my cloth and silk thread, you just put on my wedding dress in a hurry. But is this something that can be done casually? How dare I speak easily? You know I'm just a modest and shy girl. Can you tell that I quarreled with other girls and chatted with other boys? You, you just push me. Are you going to force me to be a hot girl? Can a spice girl weave such soft silk?

I'm right behind you, walking with you step by step.

Dear, my eyes follow you closely and send you step by step. I'll send you ice cream water and take you to the south of the water. Have you ever seen me send someone that far away? Let alone a man like you! You silly, rustic idiot, is it worth sending me this far? In this way, I sent you to the liqi water, and then I came back. People are back, but my heart is always on the other side, always following you-have you noticed?

Honey, I didn't mean to delay the time to make you impatient. But you didn't give me an excuse to follow suit. You only know how anxious you are and how to push me. Can you think of finding a matchmaker who is eloquent and sweet-talking, and tie a red line in my hand, which makes me reluctant to let my parents know about us?

Dear, please don't be sad and angry. In autumn, when pomegranate trees are full of red lanterns, I will definitely abandon my shyness and spend the ice cream with you.

Autumn is our wedding day. ...

Words: 90 1 word.

3. Retell the composition of "Meng" with 500 words. The low voice of the loom melts in this cold season, which is particularly bleak. Lonely people really don't live in autumn, because the loneliness that was originally buried deep in their hearts will be rolled up by the cold wind at this time, surrounding and controlling your life.

Perhaps because I saw the mulberry leaves outside the door, I somehow thought of Lexus. But when I soaked the silk in the water, the dusty memory suddenly opened at the same time, and I was at a loss ... The same mulberry tree, different seasons, bright spring filled my brilliant mood, and the big man's every move in the morning caught my eye so clearly: I never thought that he, my childhood partner and loyal teacher, would make such a trick of changing silk under an excuse-he must have planned it for a long time.

I couldn't help burying my face in my arms and laughing like a HongLing when I thought he was as nervous as a child when he asked the question that made people blush and beat their hearts. ..... A cold wind blew the door open. I am busy putting away the smile that has not yet bloomed on my face. I got up and came to the door. My eyes inadvertently stayed on the decadent wall not far from the house, and my smile bloomed again ... This low wall recorded my expectation and joy all summer, and the direction of looking forward to returning became my daily homework.

I never knew he could affect my sky so much. It will be sunny when he comes and rainy when he leaves. I didn't know that I would be pinned down by the dominoes in his hand until I saw the auspicious seal lying quietly on the ground.

In that autumn, I finally found my own happiness. No, I got the happiness I wanted. ..... I returned to the water tank with a dim look, staring blankly at the silk soaked in it, but forgetting to close the door.

A dead leaf floated in and landed on the calm water. Ripples broke my image in the water. I picked up the dead leaves and looked at myself in the water. I not only sighed lightly ... now I am haggard like a broken reflection, and of course I will be annoyed by him.

In those happy days, his warm smile gradually turned into cold words, and his tolerant character also disillusioned Wei's tyrannical temperament. I have guessed countless sweet endings in my dream, but now it is as ridiculous as a fable.

I am like a sad servant, begging for love that I can't get now. I tried to deceive myself, it was just an accident, but I gradually realized that this story was a farce from beginning to end, and it was all a scam ... So, like wild flowers on the mountain, I was carefully collected, decorated the room, and then severely put back in place with the garbage.

In fact, women don't need to tie themselves to love, especially when this relationship has been shattered and decadent, and they can live a happy life. Let the dead leaves smile and fly into the cold wind. When I closed the door, I foolishly hoped that the dead leaves could fly to that distant place and tell him the "goodbye" I never wanted to say.

4. Retell the composition of "Meng" with 500 words. The low voice of the loom melts in this cold season, which is particularly bleak. Lonely people really don't live in autumn, because the loneliness that was originally buried deep in their hearts will be rolled up by the cold wind at this time, surrounding and controlling your life.

Perhaps because I saw the mulberry leaves outside the door, I somehow thought of Lexus. But when I soaked the silk in water, the dusty memory suddenly opened at the same time, and I was at a loss. ...

The same mulberry tree, different seasons, bright spring, filled with my bright mood. The big man's every move in the morning is still so clear in front of my eyes: I never thought that he, my childhood partner and loyal teacher, would make such a small gesture of changing silk as an excuse-he must have planned it for a long time. I couldn't help burying my face in my arms and laughing like a HongLing when I thought he was as nervous as a child when he asked the question that made people blush and beat their hearts.

..... A cold wind blew the door open. I quickly put away the smile that has not yet bloomed on my face and got up and came to the door. My eyes inadvertently stayed on the decadent wall not far from the house, and my smile bloomed again. ...

This low wall recorded my expectation and joy all summer, and looking forward to the direction of reentry became my daily homework. I never knew he could affect my sky so much. It will be sunny when he comes and rainy when he leaves. I didn't know that I would be pinned down by the dominoes in his hand until I saw the auspicious seal lying quietly on the ground. In that autumn, I finally found my own happiness. No, I got the happiness I wanted.

..... I returned to the water tank with a dim look, staring blankly at the silk soaked in it, but forgetting to close the door. A dead leaf floated in and landed on the calm water. Ripples broke my image in the water. I picked up the dead leaves and looked at myself in the water, not only with a faint sigh. ...

Now I am haggard like a broken reflection, and of course I will be tired of him. In those happy days, his warm smile gradually turned into cold words, and his tolerant character also disillusioned Wei's tyrannical temperament. I have guessed countless sweet endings in my dream, but now it is as ridiculous as a fable. I am like a sad servant, begging for love that I can't get now. I tried to deceive myself, it was just an accident, but I gradually realized that this story was a farce from beginning to end, and it was all a scam ... So, like wild flowers on the mountain, I was carefully collected, decorated the room, and then severely put back in place with the garbage.

..... The sound of turtledove opened the silence of autumn, and I rubbed my wet eyes, and those thoughts that I had already recognized began to become clear. Teenagers talk and laugh, and the sweetness of falling in love is lingering; False vows and bitter parting are not that important. In fact, women don't need to tie themselves to love, especially when this relationship has been shattered and decadent, and they can live a happy life.

Let the dead leaves smile and fly into the cold wind. When I closed the door, I foolishly hoped that the dead leaves could fly to that distant place and tell him the "goodbye" I never wanted to say.

5. Help me write a sequel to Meng Meng.

I finally broke up with him after I was disheartened. At a loss, I went back to my mother's house and still worked hard, so I lived. Accustomed to getting up early every day, I cook for my family. I usually have nothing to do, and I also wash clothes and clean the house. Life is quiet and no one comes to visit. After a long time, I met a man in Qishui. This man is tall and straight, seemingly honest and honest. When I got home, I missed it, but I was worried that the story would repeat itself. After all kinds of ideas, I decided to go to the ice cream again. The weather is autumn, and the autumn wind blows off countless leaves and spreads all over the floor. Come to the Qi River and walk along the coast. Look at the running water, not at the other side. Finally, I saw him again, but I dare not show my love for him. Ann was so sweet that she dared not look again and went back. From this day on, I will come to ice cream every day. As the days passed, the weather became colder and colder. I'm going to go for the last time and come back in spring. As soon as I arrived at Qishui, I saw the figure that had already stopped at the water's edge. Near, when I approached, I found him, on this side of the shore. Sensing my arrival, he smiled and turned around, waiting for me to approach slowly. I approached slowly step by step, but my eyes were afraid to look straight. After many years, I once again feel the long-lost happiness of Qishui. He confessed to me and we agreed to meet again in the spring. This winter is particularly warm, and this winter passes quickly. I was a little scared when I saw him. Everything was so sad. After seeing him, he greeted me with great concern. Walking along the water and chatting for a while, he offered to marry me. I told him a story that I experienced in those years. She seemed to realize something, so she made an appointment to meet next time and left in a hurry. Seeing each other again, he prepared a gift, but no longer mentioned marriage. In this way, after getting along for a long time, I learned a lot about him. On that day, he felt that time was enough, and he asked for marriage again. I dare not answer directly, so I invited him to come home some day. A few days passed, and he finally came to my house. He actually got everything ready, a person brought a lot of gifts, and a clever matchmaker. After a period of understanding, my family finally agreed to marry me. When he heard about it, he arranged the wedding and married me back. After returning home, he was very kind to me, and I really put aside everything in the past and devoted myself to a new life. From then on, we lived happily together, only to find that there is still true love in the world.

6. Write a 500-word story composition with Mang as the topic. Mang grew up with me.

At that time, he was a very gentle boy and took good care of me. Every time I hear his stupid laughter, I melt.

Meng said that he had a wish to marry me when he grew up and turn me into the most beautiful bride in the world. Although I was very young at that time, every time I heard him say this, a sense of happiness would come to my mind.

Young I am as simple as a newly opened snow lotus, and I haven't even had time to shake off the dew. That day, self-protection came to my house with a silk cloth, and my favorite silly smile on her face. Only I know that he didn't come to buy silk, so it can be said that alcoholic's wine is not wine, and self-preservation wine is not silk.

He came here to discuss the wedding date with me, which was a secret between us and didn't report to my parents. This time, we will meet again in Qishui to discuss this matter.

Self-preservation is a little unhappy. It turned out that he thought I postponed the wedding. I think he is just like a child, making trouble without reason.

So, I was also angry and roared, "It's not that I delayed the wedding, but that you don't have a good matchmaker!" " "I was so angry that I couldn't say a word, so I turned and left. I was so frightened that I quickly caught up with him and said, "Please don't be angry, let's get married in autumn!" " "I haven't seen him for some time after Meng left.

Perhaps the noble autumn clouds have broadened my horizons, perhaps the fragrant autumn wind has smoothed the friction between me and self-protection, or perhaps Qiu Hong, who traveled in the south, touched my thoughts about him. I climbed up the collapsed wall, hoping to see his figure. Waiting for him there every day.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, the more I wait, the more I love. If I can't see him, my tears will keep flowing; But once that familiar figure appears beside me, I will forget all the pain of lovesickness and laugh instead.

Self-protection is still so peaceful on the surface, but his heart is getting colder and colder, and he no longer mentions our marriage to me. But I love him too much, madly in love with him.

Finally, I said to him, "Meng, go to divination." If there is nothing unlucky, let's get married! " "He held me tightly in his arms, and I felt warm and safe when I heard a gentle gasp. On our wedding day, we lived happily.

Meng's friends all envy him for having a beautiful young wife. And I, my eyes are always beating with the joy of getting married.

The figure of self-protection covered up all my sadness. I would rather live in this safe haven all my life and never come out. However, the good times did not last long. Three years of poverty has made me no longer young and beautiful, and self-protection has become more and more rude in this life.

The tender care of the past disappeared, and he began to scold me, and then he simply hit me. His behavior is changeable, and my hot tears can't bring back his gentle heart.

It turns out that happiness and love are actually two things without boundaries, just like missing and being together, love and abandonment, which cannot be confused. Therefore, when I love Meng deeply at the moment, I can still find the details of happiness.

Although the only picture I have in this detail is that it is Meng's warm hug, stupid smile and his oath. In my memory, irrelevant happiness is also irrelevant pain.

Happiness, and pain, because he once gave me tenderness, because he no longer gave me everything. The disappointing fruit of this autumn was watered by a failed marriage for three years ... "I want to leave Meng, I want to leave him!" " "The inner cry is so real.

I can, I really can leave him, because I can't be patient and considerate any longer. Perhaps, everything that happened was for vows, just for the fireworks that were different when I looked back later.

The moment of brilliant bloom is followed by a gloomy ending. After I left mangshi, I went home, and my family was very happy with my return.

And my sadness and pain are transferred to every hair. If the happiness of love is expressed in my eyes, then my sadness is hidden in my hair, and no one can find it, only myself mourns. I don't hate him, I just don't want to remember.

All vows are actually more fragile, more empty and can't stand the test than time. It's just that in my heart, there is no longer that person called self-preservation.

Since then, the corner that belongs to him has become empty, as if there is a deep and lonely echo, which came from a tap millions of years ago. From now on, we will be separated by a space as big as the whole universe.

Never see each other again Because I dare not listen to the oath, I want to forget self-protection and love, just like a rhinoceros forgets the morning, just like a waterfowl forgets the lake, just like an amputee forgets that he used to walk as fast as flying, just like the only thing ordinary people do-live.

7. The composition of "Dream of Eternity" is continued or expanded, with 600 words, description required, and main line examples.

On the road full of yellow sand, a woman with messy clothes walked humbly with dignity ...

I think I am in the mood for love, talented and beautiful, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and famous all over the country. Naturally, countless people came to propose. Why did you choose your fickle lover among thousands of people?

At that time, you were high-spirited, cheerful and handsome, and said, "I don't have a skill or much money, but I have an unchanging heart that loves you."

After that, you are gentle and considerate, and often accompany me to wash gauze in ice cream and pick lotus. Sweet words often make people blush. At the municipal level, you turned your face to the sky and made a promise to hold your hand and accompany your son to grow old together. I nodded shyly under the envious eyes of everyone.

What we once thought was very persistent was forgotten in the process of our obsession. Those vows of eternal love you mentioned, when the sedan chair was carried into the door, gradually burned out with the red candle. But I think I can finally live with you and be a good wife. I did all the housework, and my delicate hands gradually climbed into thick cocoons.

It is said that women have needles in the sea. Why are your men's minds so elusive? You hang out every day, taking my money with those prostitutes. Did you really marry me for my rich dowry? Sitting alone on the sofa waiting for you to turn white. Do you know what kind of mood that is? And every time I come back, I only get a beating and a scolding.

Now, you're tired of looking at me and kicking me out of the house. People on this road are pointing at me, and even passing cattle and horses will turn around to see my abandoned wife! I can't go home. I have no face to meet my parents. Since there is nothing lovely in life, why not accompany the homeless fish in this icy water?

8. Write a 500-word story composition on the topic of Meng. Meng and I grew up together.