让你走过我的梦想 400字高中英语作文

　　At the same table with'cold noodles' for two weeks, I didn't even say a word. Finally, in the self-study class, I couldn't bear to be bored, and asked him wildly, "Why are you called Buyouren? It's strange!" "Lengmian" still didn't speak. I will keep on doing this: "Does your name mean'the person who won't be sad'?"

　　"It has nothing to do with you, Gang, Ya, Sister." He squeezed out these words without looking at me.

　　Suddenly, my face was blushing. I brought a pair of braces to straighten my teeth. Although it looks funny, he doesn't have to speak out to hurt people. The ‘cold face’ with a sneer without any content made me a little afraid of this handsome but indifferent boy.

　　After two weeks at the table with "Cold Noodles", the relay race that the whole class except me is looking forward to will begin. On the sports field, Yu Shao wore handsome sportswear, attracting many MM's eyes (including me). But soon, everyone looked at Bu Youren who had just arrived-he was dressed in white like snow, brighter than the sun. His hair was a little messy by the wind, but it looked so neat...

　　The relay race is about to begin. I ran the third, and ‘cold noodles’ ran the fourth. Unable to stand the lively competition venue, I hid in a place where no one was there and complained softly: "Hate, my sport is so bad, why should I run?"

　　"In order to make up the number of people."'Cold noodles' suddenly walked out five steps away. That guy will only appear when he is sarcastic.

　　"Buyouren, why are you here?" Wasn't he surrounded by everyone? Also stole Yu Shao's limelight, damn it!

　　Lengmian stood quietly under the tree, and answered indifferently: "I hate being surrounded by people, it's quiet here." When the wind blew, his broken bangs were raised, that kind of uncomfortable lonely appearance, it seemed To hide more is sadness. "I run very slowly. As my next club, can you run faster, please!" He smiled coldly again: "Whatever you want." "How can you do whatever you want? If I don't run well, I will go to work. Sir scolded to death, and let Yu..." I immediately closed my mouth and almost told something about Xiao!

　　"Okay, only this time."

　　Game start.

　　I ran awkwardly, but when I was halfway through, I was thrown far away. The class sir who was watching was so angry that they even swearing vulgar words, and the classmates were so angry that they didn't throw anything at me. I ran desperately, with the ‘cold noodle’ just ahead. At the moment of the handover, he said indifferently but firmly: "Very good, leave it to me." The tone was cold, but there was an inexplicable warmth.

　　Because I ran too slowly before, the ‘cold noodle’ was hard to catch up, and the game was still lost. Back to my seat, I was frustrated under the criticism from my classmates. "You, why is it so useless!" "Qiaozi, you have humiliated our class!" I buried my head in my arm and listened to the harsh words to remind myself not to cry. 'Cold Noodles' suddenly stood up and said in an unchanging tone and demeanor: "You guys, it's noisy." As he said, he narrowed his eyes slightly, which was a sign of anger. The classmates walked away wisely, and finally I lifted my face, tears in my eyes. "Pop!" A ball of paper slammed into my face. I took off the paper and saw the cold and handsome face of'Cold Mian', "Gangtooth girl, wipe the tears dry, don't stain my table." He What I said was never so unpleasant, but this time there was no irony, and I smiled peacefully.

　　At this moment, my eyes ran into Yu Shao's. Is he watching me joke? My heart is heavy.

　　"Buyouren, remember what I asked about your name before? Can you tell me now?" I turned back and asked the question ‘cold noodle’ to avoid Yu Shao’s gaze. What was waiting for him was a long series of silence.

　　"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it." I didn't mean to know.

　　"My original name was Buyou, which means always happy and worry-free. Since my father had an affair when I was ten years old, he betrayed my mother. Since then, my resentful mother changed my name to "Buyouren". She I love my dad so much, but be betrayed. So "Buyouren" means: don't care about worrying about anyone, abandon the trust and emotions of others. Mom said, this way I will be happy. In fact, I hope she calls me 'Step worry'." He spoke blankly.

　　For a moment, I thought he was the saddest person in the world.

　　ushered in the first snow in winter, the ‘cold noodle’ standing in the snow, wearing a beautiful white windbreaker, with an expression colder than snow, merged into this white world. He lifted the hair on his forehead with his hand, and asked me: "What is it after the snow melts?" "It's water." I answered naturally. "No, it's spring." He was a little disappointed and didn't speak any more. The heavy snow fell on his shoulders.

　　Then there is graduation. "Lengmian" wrote his classmates for the whole class, but he refused to write me. In the end, he arrogantly asked me to write his classmates. I arbitrarily write in the column of dreams: I hope to be happy forever. 'Cold Noodles' said seriously: "Don't deal with the matter, fill in with your heart." I thought about it carefully, and replied: "Then I will engrave my dream on my table leg, and watch it if you are interested!" Engraved: I hope I can see the'cold noodles' again after graduation. I was surprised to find that the person in my dream was not Yu Shao. The ‘cold noodle’ didn’t look at it, maybe he didn’t even bother to look at it. Thinking of this, I feel sad.

　　When parting, he only said: "Goodbye." His tone was as calm as usual, and then he left without nostalgia. As a result, the world stayed at the moment this person turned around, and the white-clothed snow-like figure gradually moved away. I smiled bitterly. Apart from the origin of the name ‘cold noodle’, what else do I know about him? We are just people who have walked through each other's lives but ultimately left no trace.

　　A year’s time has washed away my childishness, and I finally understand the meaning of “spring after melting snow” asked by the "cold noodles" at that time, and understand his intention to refuse to write my classmates, for fear that one day he will be I'll be stranded in a corner. If I don't stay, there will be no forgetting. But how can he understand, his ‘goodbye’ is the saddest word I have ever heard.

　　Until one day, under the plane tree in front of the campus, I saw a man in white clothes like snow. Who else can wear white so beautifully, of course only ‘cold noodle’!

　　I ran to him out of breath, as I did in the relay race before.

　　"You... are..." I was so tired that I couldn't catch my breath.

　　"Why, it's only been a year before you forget me? Gangtooth girl." He smiled so beautifully!

　　"I have seen your dream engraved on the legs of the table. Is that ‘cold noodle’ me? You actually gave me the nickname?"

　　I looked straight at the "cold noodles", the sunlight poured down from his flowery beauty, and I grabbed the corner of the "cold noodles". There are some things I wanted to say to him early on.

　　"I like you for a long time, Bu You."

　　There was a bewildered expression on his face, and then he turned to smile.

This is me

　　I am a Chinese girl. My name is Zhang Qingyuan.I am from Wuhu. I am eieven now. I am in Class Three,Grade Five. There are fifty students in our class, twenty grils and thirty boys.My qq is 57064.