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For three years, my friend's memory is like a song, sad, bright and warm, which makes me reluctant to forget. -inscription

Remember the past three years in a hurry? ...

Put the old school uniform in the closet and press it at the bottom of the box. In retrospect, I always left something behind. Those old red scarves whose colors were stolen by the wind have been lost in a corner of the campus for a long time. ...

Some fragments of memory are fixed in my mind and connected in series. ...

When I was with Nan, the leaves on the tree just turned green and swayed in the wind. As soon as the bell on campus rang, I saw two figures with schoolbags running by in a hurry, then suddenly stopped at the door of the classroom and walked into the classroom with the sharp eyes of the teacher. When the teacher wasn't looking, they winked at each other and secretly enjoyed themselves.

During recess, there are always two figures walking in front of the teaching building. At this point, all other thoughts disappeared, leaving only the two of us playing with each other. Walking hand in hand in the shopping mall, we mourn for spring and autumn, secretly sigh and feel the changeable world.

I smiled silently. My memory is so clear that I can see every smile and hear every joke. I didn't expect that I was so lucky to have such a good friend to accompany me through three years of junior high school life and to accompany me secretly through three years of Ming Ming. ...

At that time, two people knew what each other was thinking without opening their mouths. Manager Nan told me that we must write something to commemorate our friendship, saying that only words can record everything once, and there will be nostalgia after separation. I always shake my head and say, I'm not writing. If I do, I'll really miss it, and we'll be separated. She will sigh that I am stubborn and smart.

Although I didn't write it, three years later, we still have to part. Like two clouds, once inseparable. When the wind blows, they will float away.

Reminiscent of the corners of the mouth, salty tears fell silently. But I really didn't expect to be so lucky to have such good friends.

If you can't touch her on the road, you may have to answer her phone; Can't quarrel with her; No one makes me angry and makes me laugh; She didn't have a chance to get her photo ... it turns out that I have so many reluctant people! I have so many things to do. ...

However, I still thank God for making me so lucky to have her with me all the way over the past three years. There are so many memorable memories, which are short but beautiful as songs. The sad melody flutters and melts like snowflakes, but it records my long years and my growing footprints, swaying gently in my long years like wind chimes.

Really, I didn't expect to be so lucky … I also want to thank my friends, classmates and teachers who have been with me for three years … you have made me so lucky.

In the past three years, I have had many stories in my hand, and I can't bear to let them go.

I didn't realize I was so lucky.

In my memory, many past events are like footprints on the beach. When the waves rolled in, they disappeared. And some past events, like corals at the bottom of the sea, are always bright. This is one of the largest and most beautiful corals.

That morning, our family stayed at home for three days; When I was doing nothing, my mother suddenly suggested, "Let's go to Hunan Road for a lottery! . This proposal is really good. Let's go. Soon, we will come to the lucky draw. There are so many people here. Everyone came here in twos and threes. There are long queues in front of twenty booths selling lottery tickets. There are more than a dozen people in each team, and some people are watching. Our family found a shorter team, which was in the back. Those abandoned lottery tickets lay on the ground, as if they were covered with a colorful carpet.

It's our turn I am impatient. I was the first person to buy lottery tickets. I was so nervous that I watched so many lottery tickets. I don't know which to draw. Anyway, I closed my eyes and carefully squeezed a tear out of the lottery pile-"empty door" I shook my head and put it aside. I touched another one, and it was still empty. It's really disappointing. In this way, I touched one "empty door" after another, touching five or six in a row, and I didn't win any prizes. I completely lost confidence and had to let my father play. I hung up with my mother and went to wait in the distance. Suddenly, "an uncle ran out of a team and shouted to the outside," I won ... Seeing his happy appearance, my heart beat faster. I silently said, "Dad, we must bring good luck to our family." Just then, my father came to us with a smile, pushing a brand-new "Golden Lion" bicycle in his hand. The big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground. Dad is really the head of our family.

My family learned the sweetness of lottery, but my mother hasn't played it yet. So, my father and I urged my mother to have a try. My mother agreed and stood in line. My father and I were "helping". I hope mom can add another item to our family. It's mom's turn. Although mother doesn't often touch lottery tickets, she doesn't panic at all. She stared at the lottery ticket, decisively pulled one from the lottery pile and tore it open confidently. Ah, it's not an empty door. Everyone ran to the bulletin board to compare. Mom won a microwave oven, which is what our family lacks. I jumped up with joy.

On the way home, I was very happy. Although I didn't touch anything, with the company of my parents, our family returned home with a full load.

I didn't expect me to be so happy.

"I feel so humble. You don't care about me at all. I'm not happy at all. I live at your feet like an ant! " The girl shed tears and screamed in pain.

"crack!" A powerful slap hit the girl in the face. The crisp sound was broken on the ground with tears. Without looking away, the girl stroked her injured face, especially her broken heart, and ran into the room. The door was slammed shut. Inside the door is me ... outside is my parents. ...

Since the third grade, my grades have been kept at an excellent stage. Every time I run home with a certificate, I slam the door and jump in front of my parents holding the "victory flag". In exchange for ruthless and indifferent treatment! Mom has pinholes, and dad lazily stays on the sofa watching TV. He has no opinion on my behavior and achievements! I write and perform on the stage like a clown. I thought I could stand all this, but I found … I can't!

This time, I walked home with a certificate and stopped at the door, but I pushed it away. I don't want to be a clown anymore, so I put the certificate in the most obvious position, hoping they can notice. I also deliberately walked around in front of the TV and sat in it casually. But they still go their own way! In an instant, my heart fell like a wounded bird! I raised a hint of self-mockery at the corner of my mouth and suddenly got up and tore open my papers. "That's enough!" And then the opening. ...

Crying filled the whole room, and there was a dead silence inside and outside. Suddenly, the door shutting outside broke the pattern. I knocked down the door quietly-my parents had gone out. I relaxed a little, tried to calm the inner waves, and then found another storm-

"Son, you shouldn't want to see the two of us getting old now, so we won't interfere with your eyes when we go out. Please forgive your parents. We are illiterate, we don't know how to praise you and teach you, and we are always afraid of saying the wrong thing ... I have posted your award, but I can't find a corner anywhere. I'm really sorry. But, children, remember: you are everything to your mother, and ants also have their mother and father who love him. They all devoted their lives to loving this ant. " Money is getting wet. ...

Holding the certificate, I didn't expect that I was so happy.

Unexpectedly, I am so happy.

When I am disheartened, it seems to be dark and will not shine again; This flower has withered and will not bloom again; When a tree dies, it will never be green again. However, when you wipe away the dust in your heart, I don't know when it is dawn. Where are the flowers? It is also open, and the trees are green.

I don't know when it started. I feel so cold around me. Without the enthusiasm of childhood, the warmth of autumn sunshine, only the cold in winter. Locked in a bottle, I know nothing about the outside world. Although I know it's not good, I can't help it. Well, what can we do?

The first semester of junior high school was crowded with people. I remember at that time, I didn't complain, but I was helpless. The tense exam has been suffocating. A few days later, I finally passed the exam, and I can finally relax. In less than a week, the results came out. I checked my grades online. What? Twenty? What a bolt from the blue! For a while, I sat in front of the computer at a loss. Disappointment, sadness and suffocation came to me. I just sat there motionless. When my parents came over, I couldn't help shaking my head. After seeing my grades, my parents patted me on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter. Fortunately, it's not the senior high school entrance examination. I will work hard next time! " After listening to their words, my heart is like a mass of cotton and I can't breathe. I took a deep breath and secretly said, work hard!

A few days later, I met my primary school classmates online. When she asked me about my grades, I hesitated for a long time before telling her. After all, I don't want her to know that I did so badly in the exam, but I said it because I can't deceive myself. When she knew it, she said to me, "Never mind, come next time!" I can't help feeling moved. I don't know why, but it may be the sentence "Come on". At this moment, I felt a nameless feeling gushing from my heart, and I couldn't help laughing. Originally that kind of feeling is called happiness.

Being cared for by parents and encouraged by friends turns out that happiness can be so simple. I am so happy.

I didn't expect me to be so happy.

Life is a huge millstone, which rotates smoothly, squeezes and mashes time, and the squeezed transparent liquid flows out of its holes. It's something called memory.

The time is in late summer.

I just came home from school and looked tired. I put down my schoolbag and fell asleep. Seeing me like this, grandma took out a cup of tea from the room and handed it to me. At that time, I felt that I was the happiest person in the world. I was lucky to have the love of my parents, the care of my friends and the praise of my teachers.

But under the doting of my parents, I am weak and even quarrel with my mother often. I no longer feel warm about my parents' love for me, but often quarrel with them. Memories are read in pain and loneliness. Because I always feel that my parents are not good enough for me and always complain about my parents' incompetence. Every time I quarrel with my parents, I will break things at home. Obviously, my parents can't help me. The memory of home is so fragmented, and all this is because I am in a bad mood to vent the consequences. It suddenly occurred to me that before this, I was such a well-behaved child and a good girl in the eyes of my parents ... In fact, I really want to go back to that time, and I really hope to go back in time. Although I think so in my heart, I still can't do it in fact.

When you read these words, you won't believe what happened to me, because now I have turned over a new leaf. I took a wrong step before, but now I'm going right. When I think of me in my memory, I don't want to forgive myself until now.

I still clearly remember the time when I lost my temper with my parents. I poured out my unhappiness: "others are wearing famous brands, and my pocket money is many times more than mine!" " As for me, wearing clothes worn by others, my pocket money is only a few dollars ... "When I poured out my unhappiness, I rushed out of the house. Only then did I find that it began to rain heavily outside. ....................................................................................................................................... .............................. I was walking alone in the rain when I found a lonely butterfly flying in the wind and rain. The wind flapped its wings and the heavy rain hit its body. ......

Just after I saw this moment, I finally woke up: in fact, I am very lucky. My parents work for me outside, and they all love me very much. How lucky I am compared with this lone butterfly struggling in the wind and rain. I have a safe haven at home and a friend to accompany me ... My heart suddenly opened up, I picked up the injured lone butterfly and walked home with a smile. When I got home, I saw my parents' anxious eyes. I don't know how many times the food on the table was steamed by my family just to wait for me to come back ... I didn't expect me to be so lucky.

In the millstone of life, it is full of bitterness, bitterness and happiness. In this beautiful life, why should we be pessimistic and sigh? I didn't expect me to be so lucky!

I didn't expect me to be so strong.

"The blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold." "Every time you experience a setback, you will be strong once." "Without the boulder of suffering, how can the long river of life stir up huge waves?" These famous aphorisms have different backgrounds, but they also inspire us to bravely overcome everything and reach the other side of victory. I have always thought that I am a weak person with negligible strength, and I will be discouraged after a little setback. So, sometimes I really discriminate against myself. Why can't I be a strong person? To challenge and be brave! However, after an incident, I even worshipped myself. It turns out that there is a power that can do this-

I remember it was a year ago, when I was a timid little girl, and I was scared to hide away when I saw ugly insects. It is unthinkable to be alone at home. It is under such circumstances that when my family is angry at my cowardice, I also hate myself. How can I be so weak? Even "one blow is broken." Therefore, in order to exercise themselves or change themselves, my family carefully made up a "fake play", in which I discovered that I was so strong.

It was a night of thunder and lightning. Compared with usual, the night sky looks so dark. However, one lightning after another pierced the silence of the sky like a flashing sword, and the violent rumble that followed was creepy. I am at home alone. What a terrible thing it is for me! The loud noise one after another and the series of lightning scared me to keep attacking. I used to plunge into my mother's arms and let her hug me, so I wouldn't be afraid. But today is unusual. My mother said she would work overtime, and my father worked in other places. My home is empty, and I am alone in the big room. It's terrible. However, I have to get through the night. Besides my determination to change, more importantly, my mother gave me an important mission: to pick up another one. When my mother left, she said to me, "Don't hide in a classmate's house, because someone will make a crucial phone call tonight, which will determine what kind of person you will become in the future!" " Yes, that's right. I want to face this phone call bravely. This storm is nothing. The real strong are fearless! Thinking about it, my heart calmed down and I was no longer afraid. In order not to be afraid of thunder and lightning, I sang a little song to cheer myself up. In this way, I suddenly feel that lightning has become a symphony, and there is nothing to be afraid of. Instead, I felt ridiculous before and had to hide in my mother's arms.

"Jingle bell ..." I finally thought of the mobile phone. I answered calmly. It's my mother! I heard my mother say to me, "Congratulations, you survived the night, you are a strong and brave person!" " ! Mom is proud of you! Actually, I didn't work overtime. I just waited outside the door to see if you would come out! "I was surprised to say a word. At this moment, the door opened and it was mom! I plunged into my mother's arms, which was not a sign of fear, but proudly declared to my mother, "I am strong!" " "

I can be so strong; It turns out that everyone can be so strong; It turns out that weakness can be turned into strength in an instant.

I didn't expect me to be so strong.

Every time I am strong in the loneliness of wandering, I don't cry even if I am injured. I know, I always have a pair of invisible wings to take me flying and fly over despair ... I didn't expect me to be so strong.

The school has two scientific and technological activities-bridge model and four-wheel drive. I was curious and fun, so I took part in one of them-the bridge model.

After studying at night, we went to get a set of bridge models. After listening to the teacher's instructions on how to do it, my self-confidence was hit by half. Then the teacher said that the game was on Friday, and my heart was broken.

I'm afraid because I'm not good at it yet. Time flies, and after a few days, I started the game on Friday night. After all the arrangements were made, we began to get busy.

I'm going to finish the pier first, stick four sticks together and start sawing with a knife, but that stick seems to be going against me. There is nothing I can do about it, so I have to put it aside and do something else.

I looked around, and my classmates were all doing bridge arches, all doing well. I also made a bridge arch. However, I don't know what happened, and everything went wrong. A white pipe is not good for me. It sticks to one side and pops up on the other side, which makes me upset. It seems that there are countless ants gnawing at my head in my mind. Suddenly, many ideas came to my mind. A man in a black robe said, "Give up, you have no talent for this." A man dressed as an angel in a white skirt said, "Hold on, don't give up." The man in black said, "Why be stubborn? Forget it. " Angels in white said, and the angel in black said ... it makes my head bigger.

I watched other people's hands-delicate, my own hands-clumsy. I haven't done anything yet, others are almost halfway done. Maybe it's my heart. I'm not calm, I can't calm down, my hands seem to be shaking. At this time, I smelled a flower fragrance, as if I heard a sweet voice: "Come on! Don't be discouraged, step by step, you will succeed. " I calm down, as long as others can, so can I.

Some of me can't do it, so I watch others do it and then follow suit. Time passed silently, and I couldn't catch up with him. The teacher said, "Nobody has done it well. I'll give you another 30 minutes, from 6: 30 to 7: 00 tomorrow morning."

The next morning, I came to school early. The door didn't open. I have been waiting outside. Bad idea again: I'd better give up. I can't arrive on time. But it seems that I am not too fragile/? I took a deep breath: no, I must be a strong girl! Nothing can stop me.

Thirty minutes later, my bridge model was born. I can't imagine that this is true. Looking at him, the stone in my heart finally landed smoothly.

I didn't expect me to be so strong. I am glad that I am strong and not overwhelmed by difficulties.

I didn't expect me to be so strong.

The sky will not always be clear in Wan Li. There will always be stormy waves in the sea and twists and turns in the road, just like the difficulties and bumps in life. However, when the rainbow after the storm makes you pleasing to the eye, when you reach the other side of success and feel happy, when you look back at the bumpy road you have traveled, you will feel that the dark clouds, waves and bumps are not as terrible as you thought, and you will feel that you are so strong!

In the face of loneliness, I am not sad. Like most families, my parents have to work hard all day to make a living. My father went out to make a living when I was five years old, and my mother's work was very busy, so I was alone more often. Sometimes I feel lonely, but I will have some fun for myself, so whenever my parents ask me, I always answer "nothing" with a smile. Later, my classmates told us that I couldn't sleep at night because I missed my parents, which reminded me of the past. Speaking of affection, some students cried. But I can always face it calmly and comfort them patiently. At such moments, I always find myself so strong.

I am not discouraged in the face of the blow. After entering middle school, there have been many exams, big and small, and I have had the joy of success, but more are like thunder. In the face of fierce competition and the pressure of further education, I gradually lost and my grades plummeted. For a while, I was depressed and even tired of studying, but I didn't want to go any further when I thought of the trust and encouragement from my parents and teachers. I silently bear the blow again and again. Fortunately, I didn't give up and finally got out of that terrible trough. Now that I think about it, I should have been strong then!

Facing death, I don't cry. People will go to heaven one day, but I didn't expect it to happen so suddenly in my own home. One day last summer vacation, shocking news suddenly came from my hometown. Grandpa is seriously ill. Let's go home and see him for the last time. When my mother and I arrived, grandpa had already passed away. It's already late at night when dad comes home from other places. His biggest regret is that he didn't see his grandfather for the last time. On the day grandpa was sent to be cremated, his relatives were very sad, especially his father. My eyes were wet several times, but I tried not to cry. I don't think grandpa wants to see us sad. I don't know if I did the right thing, but I know I must be strong.

"No matter how difficult it is, just bite the bullet and do it, and you will definitely get through it." Therefore, no matter what difficulties, setbacks and blows you encounter, as long as you face them firmly, you will be able to overcome them!