Put down your heavy bags, stop your hurried pace, and give your hard-working body and mind a break. Let’s tell jokes and see who can make whom laugh! ! !

1. Fate and love in life

The beginning of a friendship is always a destined fate in life. Otherwise, why would I meet you in the vast sea of ??people and fall into love? I understand each other's feelings, just stay there without asking for anything in return, and my warm heart is moved by this, and I feel guilty. I think that such an encounter should be cherished. So, love your love, love your likes. Because of this kind of love and liking, we have mutual sympathy and sincerity.

Because of the emotions flowing in the words, because of the entanglement of imagination in the words, I began to approach, began to wait, and began to wish... Such support and encouragement made me so moved that I shed tears, because That happiness, and even shock, because of that dedication, you understand me a lot, better than me, but you don't say anything deliberately, everything just flows naturally, gently, softly, But it will last for a long time...

Work hard to strive for this happiness that you can hold. Because I don’t want to live up to the sincere hope engraved in my sincere heart, the closeness of the heart, no need for gorgeous rhetoric, no need for sweet words, silent, hidden in the heart, silent communication, that kind of emotion that makes the heart tremble, from words, From the music to the mood, everything makes me feel warm, from the bottom of my heart...

It’s deliberate, but not natural. With this premise, there will be no awkwardness and understanding when interacting. The smiles, the sad tears, the sincere thoughts, all expressed so openly. From then on, those past memories are engraved in the memory and will not disappear. Even if they fade away, there are still traces of constant love.

I have been grateful countless times because I met you. The confidence and courage you gave me, the inspiration and thoughts you gave me, with the fragrance of flowers, are engraved in my life. It will never fade, every fragment is like a petal, unforgettable.

Cherish this kind of happiness.

Time walks with beauty. I still remember the past, and the mood expressed in words is still there. Therefore, I have been waiting and working hard to cherish such a forever. Really, do you feel it? Happiness can be waited for, but you must work hard. I feel that because of your efforts, I cherish this waiting even more. Then, what the years have settled for me is the beauty with a strong floral fragrance.

I can’t give anything, but I always feel deeply sorry in my heart. Inexplicably, I often think of it. In fact, all we can hold is the ordinary hands around us, feel the warmth, and then smile, and then we know , those who should be cherished must cherish it, and those who should be grateful must also be grateful. After understanding the value of distance, I feel at ease with such an encounter. I always feel that this is fine, deep fate, shallow longing, Always lingering in my heart.

The night is quiet, because of the thoughts and feelings in the words, and the warmth, because of each other’s selfless giving. There is no need to thank you, but you still need to thank me, because deep in the heart, you always treasure that A kind of faint love born from fate and fate.

2. Sometimes, I also want to be willful

As a well-behaved person, I never thought of rebellion; as an obedient person, I never remember to resist; but as a quiet person, sometimes I also want to be willful Once.

When I was a child

Looking at the Winnie the Pooh that I have long admired in the window, I felt indescribable joy in my heart. I believed that I would be able to own it soon. However, my mother was holding a thick dictionary in her hand. She said: "Only by reading good books can you be successful when you grow up. When the time comes, you can play whatever you want." So I bid farewell to the window and took the dictionary, reluctant to part with it. leave. As if something has been lost in my heart, I know that the innocence that a child should have is now being tightly held by a pair of invisible hands.

In elementary school

"I'm sorry." I looked at my deskmate who had to "move" with an apologetic face. There was a suffocating element in the air, and there was an eerie silence.

She left silently, and her shrinking figure left a heavy mark on my heart. I was very reluctant to leave, but - "Sitting with a poor student will affect your study. It's best to find a good student for you." I'll go find the teacher." My mother's words still ring in my ears. My heart suddenly tightened. Can't I have a precious friendship? I'm speechless.

When I was in middle school

When the winter vacation came, I was hesitant between "music training class" and "mathematics training class". I love music, but I know learning is also important. I am not a gifted child favored by God. Excellent results require twice as much diligence and sweat as others. I tremble. Mom, I'm sorry, just let me be willful for once! So, I stepped into the "music training class" as I wished. Mom was just silent, and then walked into the room with a muffled sound. The heavy door closed made me hesitate. Did I do something wrong? ?

Now

I have never found my singing voice to be so beautiful. I am satisfied with the flowers and applause I get. I think my mother will understand. But the reality is so cruel. One morning, my mother whispered to my father: "If this child had signed up for the 'mathematics training class', he would definitely not have fallen behind in his studies." These words were heard by me who just got up and passed by, and my heart It felt like being pierced by thousands of arrows, and the pain was bleeding. When I handed the certificate of "First Prize in the Music Competition" to my mother, my mother looked at me with a complicated expression and left silently. A gust of wind blew away the award, blew away the tears, and broke my heart. It starts and stops, no one cares, so what’s the use of it?

In my sleep, Winnie the Pooh smiled and waved to me; my deskmate who had been away for a long time held my hand tightly and whispered "Long time no see"; on the stage, I confidently showed my singing voice to the audience...

I know that the road ahead is very bumpy, but I still want to go on, in my own way. I am no longer a doll at the mercy of others. I want to face the ups and downs of life on my own.

The early morning sun shines into the woods, and the naughty dewdrops bloom into a small flower on the ground. I open my arms and breathe the free air. Freedom is so good! Sometimes, I really want to be willful for once.

3. Facing failure

In life, there will be success and failure. At all times and in all countries, most successful people have experienced failure. What is valuable is their courage. Mark Twain became famous in one fell swoop after being frustrated in business and abandoning business to pursue literature.

Failure is a dish, a bitter dish that is hard to swallow, but you have to eat it. When your friends leave you, when the career you have been pursuing so hard suffers repeated setbacks, you will know the bitterness of the world. You are wandering, you are lost, and you even want to die, but you just don't think that "it's going to rain and your mother is going to get married." There are many reasons why you don't understand this. At the same time, you will realize that failure is just a side dish in the ups and downs of life.

All truly great wisdom often comes from the lessons of failure. For example: Thai businessman Sri Lanka is a man of the hour in the business world with billions of assets. A financial crisis in 1997 made him bankrupt. Faced with failure, he only said: "Great! You can start over again!" He calmly walked into the ranks of street vendors to sell sandwiches. A year later, he made a comeback.

Failure is the crucible of life. It can roast people to death, or it can make them strong and confident.

Failure is a beautiful landscape and a rose that has endured premature death. Although the orchards hit by the typhoon are helpless, they have infinite fragrance. Failure is like a maple leaf. Although it is swept away by the autumn wind, it is dyed with passion. Failure is like mountains and turbulent waves on the road to success. Only by walking through the ridges can you reach the other side of success.

When we grow old, we can say to our descendants: "We laughed at our failures."

4. Facing failure

Life is like a mirror. If you cry to it, it will cry to you. If you want it to smile to you, you have only one way, and that is to smile at it. Smile is the most beautiful and charming expression. Sincere, warm and happy.

With success in life, there will be failure. Failure does not mean that you are a loser. Failure means that you have not yet succeeded. Failure does not mean that you have not worked hard. Failure means that your efforts are not enough. Failure does not mean that you are not successful. You must repent, failure shows that you still need to learn lessons; failure does not mean that you have accomplished nothing, failure shows that you have gained experience; failure does not mean that you cannot succeed, failure shows that you still need some time; failure does not mean that you will be Knock down, failure shows that you have to face it with a smile.

Smile at everything around you.

Failure is a dish, a bitter dish that is hard to swallow, but you have to eat it. When your friends leave you, when the dreams you pursue so hard are repeatedly frustrated, you will know the bitterness of the world. You wander, you feel lost, you even want to die, but you still don't want to give up, you are very unwilling. At the same time, you will realize that failure is just a side dish in the ups and downs of life.

All truly great wisdom often comes from the lessons of failure. At all times and in all countries, most successful people have experienced failure. What is valuable is their courage. Mark Twain became famous in one fell swoop after being frustrated in business and abandoning business to pursue literature.

Because he once faced failure with a smile.

Balzac said: "Things in the world are never absolute, and the results vary from person to person. Suffering is a stepping stone for geniuses, a fortune for capable people, and an abyss for the weak." "We must learn lessons from failure, understand the methods, and think about the reasons. Only in this way can we become mature and succeed."

We cannot just stop at failure, we must face failure with a smile and meet new challenges. As Napoleon said, "The best way to avoid failure is to be determined to succeed next time."

How to face failure? Face failure with a smile. Failure doesn't mean anything. Failure only means that you need to work harder.

Thai businessman Sri Lanka is a man of the hour in the business world with billions of assets. A financial crisis in 1997 made him bankrupt. Faced with failure, he only said: "Great! You can start over again!" He calmly walked into the ranks of street vendors to sell sandwiches. A year later, he made a comeback.

However, he faced failure with a smile, and he was reborn.

Failure is the crucible of life. It can roast people to death, or it can make them strong and confident. If we have smiled in the face of failure, then when we are old, we can say to our descendants: "We have smiled in the face of failure."

Failure is a beautiful landscape, and it is something that can withstand premature death. Rose. Although the orchards hit by the typhoon are helpless, they have infinite fragrance. Failure is like a maple leaf. Although it is swept away by the autumn wind, it is dyed with passion. Failure is like mountains and turbulent waves on the road to success. Only by walking through the ridges can you reach the other side of success.

Smile and sing the songs of life. Don't complain about too many hardships in life, and don't complain about too many twists and turns in life. If the sea loses the rolling of huge waves, it will lose its majesty. If the desert loses the wild dance of flying sand, it will lose its splendor. If life only seeks smooth sailing with two points and one line, life will lose the charm of existence.

Smile and sing the songs of life. Open your dusty mind and let narrowness and selfishness fade away; let your free heart fly and let open-mindedness and tolerance return. In this way, a suddenly enlightened world will open up layer by layer in front of your eyes: blue sky, white clouds, small bridges, flowing water...passing by freely and happily, the fragrance of flowers will linger in your nostrils intoxicatingly, gorgeous The colorful butterflies will dance gracefully around you.

Smile and sing the songs of life. Attribute every failure to an attempt and don't feel inferior; imagine every success as a kind of luck and don't feel proud. Just like this, smile, play calm strings, face setbacks, accept happiness, taste loneliness, and bathe in sadness.

We who smile should use the power of smile to care for, influence, and influence the surroundings until everyone's face is filled with unfailing brilliance.

Yes, we face everything life brings to us with a smile.

Facing everything with a smile, everything will become beautiful, because you have faced it with a smile

5. Maybe giving up is not a mistake. History has endless heroes. Story, the wind of time blows away the beautiful face. The great river goes eastward, and the waves are swept away, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages. History warns us: maybe giving up is not wrong.

The years flow slowly...

The green tombs still know the way, but there is nowhere to call the souls on the flat sand

The wars have been raging for years, and the people are in dire straits. Every battle ended in failure. What we saw were corpses strewn across the fields, and what we heard were the people's groans of pain. Should we continue to fight? Do you believe that persistence is victory? No, a young woman walked out calmly. She gave up the jade inlays and carved railings, the fine clothes and food, and the gold, silk and jade threads. In the long yellow sand, although the low hum of the wild geese increased the pain in her heart, she was still deeply relieved. Because she knew that what she would gain from her visit would be the stability and unity of the nation, and she would see people living a leisurely life. She chose to give up glory and wealth, and she had no regrets in her life.

The years flow slowly...

Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain

Tao Yuanming's life "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain" The official career was bumpy. Thinking of his life experience, how many times had he failed? Thinking of his life experiences, how many times has he given up? I once remembered that when he was serving as Peng Zeling, he said to his subordinates: "I will not bend my back to the village children for five buckets of rice." What does this mean? This means that he is incompatible with the decadent officialdom. He didn't persist anymore, he chose to give up, gave up his fame and fortune, and lived a secluded life. He looked at life calmly, smiled at it, sang wine and composed poems, and spent the rest of his life. Perhaps, giving up at the right time is not wrong.

The years flow slowly...

I will live my whole life under a mist and rain

The fragrance of flowers outside the window becomes more and more fragrant, and the tip of my pen is still filled with golden dreams from time to time. A generation of literary giants - Su Dongpo, thinking of you can't help but make my heart surge.

You are talented and have an extraordinary temperament. You are the darling in the literary world, but you are the outcast in the official career. Precisely because of your excellence, you have been looked down upon by others, envied by others, and even attacked by villains in various ways. Since the "Wutai Poetry Case", you have been insulated from the upper-class official life. You were demoted again and again. When you were demoted to Lingnan, you actually said: "If you eat three hundred lychees a day, you will grow up to be a Lingnan native." You have always been full of confidence in life. When you were demoted to Huangzhou, you actually said The words are astonishing: "You can live your whole life under the misty rain." Even if you are optimistic about life and proud of life, time is merciless and so is the sky. As you age, can you withstand being demoted again and again? You finally chose to give up the pursuit of an official career and live freely even on the deserted and remote Hainan Island. You have gone through ups and downs throughout your life in becoming an official and being born in the world, and finally defeated yourself. Yes, persistence is the fault, maybe there is nothing wrong with giving up.

The years flowed slowly...

I gave up the Autumn Moon in the Han Palace, gave up fame and wealth, gave up rewarding ambition and showing talents, and finally I was able to smile with a transcendent attitude in the scroll of history. Proud of life. History warns us: maybe there is nothing wrong with giving up.

6. The power of imagination

Thought is like a wild horse, galloping in the vast and boundless territory of words, and imagination is complicated and long. Put on the wings of imagination and soar in the blue sea and sky.

I am a seagull, individual and lonely. Because of my personality, I am incompatible with the gulls. They simply treated me as someone else and isolated me, while I was just working hard for my ideal - flying, a new concept of survival. They are actually discriminating against me. The system of thousands of years of sea gull

does not change because of me. They are just following the secular customs of thousands of years - fighting for food. vulgar! I think. But they don't think so. I don't feel ashamed, I love flying, and I have always thought that it is such a proud thing to fly freely in the blue sky. They gathered beside the beach, fighting for some bread crumbs or small fish floating on the blue sea. All the noise resounded in my ears, and I left speechlessly.

While they were fighting for food, I stood on a high ground and stretched out my wings to embrace the blue sky, making a bold move as if I was about to fly. Then I shook my wings and dropped them silently, gathering strength to embrace the blue sky again. Soaring into the sky, piercing straight into the blue sky. I glide for a while, then up, up! accelerate! I have never been able to fly smoothly at high speeds. The strong air currents stung me, my body was in severe pain, and my wings were as heavy and painful as lead, and then I was in free fall. I was thinking about my ideal, but how hard it was to fall into the sea together with my body. All I can do now is listen to my own heartbeat.

It was noon the next day when I woke up. My parents were very surprised to see me waking up. I looked out the window indifferently. The atmosphere in the room was very solemn. My father broke the silence: "Son, I know you like it." Fly, but you have to take good care of yourself. How can you be full and strong enough to fly if you don’t learn how to grab food? You should just grab food like other seagulls tomorrow. "I think it makes sense, so I whispered again." But..." I still wanted to argue, but I hesitated when I saw the deep eyes of my parents.

I returned to the gulls and grabbed food with them. Then I thought that if I just live my life conforming to the world, I should become what they call a "seagull" from today on. I easily caught a small fish in my mouth and walked slowly towards the shore. Suddenly, I felt a strong desire to fly. Ideals and life have been flipping over in my mind for a long time. The meaning of survival lies in creation. I want to create miracles and change the fate of seagulls flying. I flapped my wings and flew into the blue sky. After a week of gliding, I slowly relaxed my still-recovered body. I looked up at the sky and flew higher. With my wings slightly tilted sideways, I could easily cut through the airflow and fly smoothly. I finally succeeded!

The joy of success came to my heart, and I was soaring in the blue sea and sky. However, imagination is not the slightest bit real without action, and the power of imagination strengthens my will to work hard.

7. You, my deskmate, are as fresh as a water lily with dew.

In class, you are like my comrade-in-arms, listening to the teacher's teachings meticulously, burying your head in taking notes, and raising your head to answer questions. When we reap the fruits of knowledge, we will look at each other and smile, and the one who speaks the most enchanting The flowers, under the joyful smile at the corner of our mouth, also appear dim; when you, the versatile one, stand on the stage, you will interpret our gorgeous years with fiery red satin and graceful dance; when I make mistakes , your stern gaze shone down, and I lowered my eyes, feeling aggrieved and filled with tears. Now I know this is the true expression of my friend's feelings. My friend, please forgive me for being willful and surly at that time.

You, my deskmate, are as open-minded as a sky filled with stars.

You are a perfect combination of a boy’s rationality and sensibility, which is integrated into your beloved mathematics. You have repeatedly won in the face of difficult problems and have established a stronghold in the field of mathematics in our class. Your smart facial features are endless, you raise your eyebrows casually, and imitate a few classic moves vividly, which kicks off your personal show, bringing bursts of laughter to your classmates, and dispelling the tense and depressing atmosphere of the third grade of junior high school.

You, my deskmate, are as cute as an angel falling into the world.

The weather in June is particularly dull, and the hot air floats lazily in the classroom under the twitching of the fan. It was your thoughtful words that encouraged me to continue studying; the teacher’s criticism made me feel ashamed and cried. It fell straight down obediently. It was your bright eyes that comforted me not to care. Facing the fierce competition and the pressure of exams in junior high school, it was the warmth of your palms that accompanied me to move forward and cope with the pressure with a positive and optimistic attitude...

The crisp sound of the wind chimes echoed in my ears. I closed my eyes and the past memories between my classmates were still vivid in my mind: getting up at 5 a.m. during physical training and sweating while running; scrambling for time to chew instant noodles during evening self-study. the way the classmates went out for an outing together; the way the teacher was nervous and at a loss when asking questions... All of that, as if it happened yesterday, passed with the warmth of time.

Graduated, we graduated with the ignorance of the first grade of junior high school, the laughter of the second grade of junior high school, and the diligence of the third grade of junior high school.

June is the season of farewell and the sea of ??flowers. We don’t need to be sad, because the next peak in life is still waiting for us to conquer. We must use our flamboyant youth to compose the legend of life, and we must use our struggle to break out of our belongings. In our own sky, we are looking forward to the promise of reuniting with that classmate many years later.

You, your deskmate, are the silhouette of classmates’ friendship, a precious treasure of memory, and a person worthy of gratitude for accompanying you through junior high school. Let us quietly cherish this feeling...

You used to be very careful and asked me to borrow half an eraser. You also accidentally mentioned that you liked to be with me. At that time The sky is always blue, and the days always pass too slowly. You always say that graduation is far away, and we all go our separate ways in the blink of an eye...

8. I have you all the way

I have you all the way, Accompany me through loneliness, through ignorance, through immaturity. How many times have I held my hand and forgotten the world of this world, until: a drop of lingering purple tears in front of the wind shocked my heart in Dream of Red Mansions.

People separated by flowers are far away and the world is close

Reading The Red Mansion for the first time is like peering into the moon through a tube. I only know the joys and sorrows of Bao Dai, and the children of the Red Mansion are filled with tears. Only then did we realize that the world is not only beautiful. Such a colorful grand view garden is not a paradise on earth after all, but at least it blocks a lot of the filth outside the garden. When the forces outside the park invade the park bit by bit, it is the beginning of an irreversible tragedy. Inside and outside the garden, we are so close to each other. The twelve female actors' resentment about leaving their hometown, Lin Daiyu's Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Xue Baochai's hatred for not having a chance, until Jia Baoyu gave up on the cliff and left her red resentment, only to shed a handful of tears with the author in the boudoir.

The tragic song of pride comes in the blink of an eye

The cause of the three springs is in the east wind, and the bright moon and plum blossoms are just a dream. In "The Red Mansions", some of the authors hurt themselves. Love, infatuation and long-term hatred are the blood and tears of a family's rise and fall. Having no talent to make up for the sky is the helplessness of seeing the building collapse. Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty once said, "By taking history as a mirror, we can know the ups and downs." Who would have thought that a thousand years later, the Red Mansion would also be full of ups and downs. Indistinctly, one can also read how many dignified men have gold and jade on the outside but are ruined on the inside, and the picturesque and beautiful family members who are "talented, shrewd and ambitious" are all wrapped up in it. Birds fly into the forest, and the "false words in the village" after a dream contain so much sincere sorrow! Yinjuan sighed.

Where is the fragrant hill at the end of the sky?

The decline of the Jia family is an irreversible reality, and it was also the sky above the author's head. However, most of the countless smart beauties in the Grand View Garden are purely the author's ideals. After reading Red Mansions many times, I realized that the disputes between Chai Dai and Qing Xi are irreconcilable between reality and ideals. Daiyu's romantic and graceful character and Qingwen's heart are as high as the sky, which are the author's deepest ideals. Baochai's economic knowledge and striking gentleness are actually the real relationship in the boudoir. Then we know that the existence of Chai Dai is a result of the many shortcomings of reality but deep-rooted and unable to stop; the death of Dai Qing is a reflection of the difficulty of achieving ideals but unswerving determination. "The essence comes and goes again when it is clean", "a cup of pure soil covers the romantic flow", this is the deepest tragedy and the author's greatest distress.

Everything in Red Mansions is like a teacher and a friend along the way. The scenery is as bright as the moon, the mountains are high and the rivers are long.

It is you who, bit by bit, taught me about tragedy, about beauty, about ideals, and about dreams.

On the road to growth, I have been with you all the way, and you still are today. I am willing to hold your hand and grow old together.

9. Campus in Spring

A spring breeze blows away, sweeping away the desolation and loneliness of the harsh winter, accompanied by the melting of ice and snow, the sprouting of willow buds, and the flying of bees. , spring has come quietly, and the campus, which has been silent for a winter, gradually bids farewell to loneliness and cold, and bursts out with unstoppable passion and vitality. Take a look at the campus in spring, full of vitality!

The playground surrounded by greenery burst out with cheers from time to time. What is so lively? It turns out that a teacher-student friendship basketball league is being held. In the severe cold winter, although we stayed indoors without leaving home, "we were in Caoying but our hearts were in Han", and what we couldn't help but care about was the sports ground. We can finally let off steam on campus in the spring!

Our hands have been liberated from our pockets, our minds have been freed from imprisonment, unknown roads are waiting for us to open up, and successful careers are waiting for us to work hard. "The plan for a year lies in spring." On campus in spring, we are full of ambition and strive endlessly.

In an instant, several "butterflies" and "dragonflies" rushed into the sky, spread their wings and flew, floating leisurely in the wind, so uncomfortable. It turned out that the classmate was flying a kite. The students' ingenuity gave life to the kite people, and each of their joyful movements was a reflection of the students' joyful mood. Everyone ran and chased on the ground, and hearty laughter resounded throughout the campus.

Walking around the campus in spring makes me feel particularly relaxed and comfortable, and blending in with the energetic classmates makes me feel that the campus in spring is full of vitality and infinite charm.

"Please be ready, everyone, we are leaving now..." At this time, a neat team drove past the campus, everyone was energetic and high-spirited. It turned out that they were going on a spring outing. The wind is calm and the sun is beautiful, and the weather is beautiful. Going out for a spring outing at this time is indeed a great pleasure. The students in the spring outing team were in high spirits and their joy was beyond words, while the students next to them cast envious glances from time to time.

Suddenly a convenience bag floated out from the spring outing team. It leisurely drew an arc in the air, and then fell to the ground not far away. Due to the breeze, the convenience bag is shaking its head to demonstrate to us! The noise on the playground suddenly stopped, and everyone was staring at the convenience bag. The smile on the face of the leading teacher froze, and the students were confused: "Who threw this convenience bag? Why are you littering on the road before the spring outing has started?" - The bystanders were filled with indignation; "Oh, you are not living up to expectations. It's a convenience bag! It's too early to drop it, but it's going to happen at this time. How can I get it back? I'll be criticized for it, and I'll be embarrassed, so I'd better just let it go. Let it go! But if you don't pick it up, you will never feel at peace..." - The person who abandoned the convenience bag was fighting fiercely in his heart.

Everyone is waiting quietly, waiting for the final outcome of the convenience bag, waiting for who will win in the decisive battle between environmental protection and pollution, and waiting for who can win in this modern middle school student quality test. stand out. Everyone will wait and see what the result will be. Just when everyone was holding their breath, the "original culprit" finally appeared. He flashed to the convenience bag like a wind. After a standard and quick bending movement, the convenience bag was stuffed into his pocket, and then he returned like lightning. Team. The entire campus was in an uproar, with both accusations and sighs. "Oh! I didn't expect it was him!" "So unqualified!"...

"No, it's not him who threw away the garbage, he just helped pick it up." A sharp voice came from the crowd The sound was accompanied by a tone of resentment and injustice. The entire campus was in an uproar again, followed by a long burst of applause. Applause for the happy ending of the convenience bag, applause for the decisive victory of environmental protection, and applaud the outstanding performance of the student in the middle school student quality test!

On the spring campus, the beautiful trees and beauties are even more beautiful; on the spring campus, contemporary middle school students show their elegance; on the spring campus, the future of the motherland and the hope of the nation are nurtured.

10. Mom, I want to tell you

In the vast universe, there are too many things that are difficult to figure out. How much I yearn to understand that mysterious world. However, Mom, I have ignored you beside me - my mother.

Mom, what a warm word, but I once ignored its meaning. My mother put in so much hardship to give birth to and raise me, yet I sometimes call her here and there! Mom, here, I want to say to you: I'm sorry!

Usually, my teacher always tells me that I have to observe every bit of everything around me before I can write a good composition. I always use you as a prototype and write one emotional essay after another. article. However, now I suddenly realize that I have never understood you well and your love. It turns out that maternal love without asking for anything in return has been silently paying for me by my side.

I still remember the stories you told me about my childhood, especially the hardships you had when giving birth to me: It was a cold early spring morning, I was lying quietly in your belly, and suddenly, You thought you couldn't feel my heartbeat, so you called the doctor. After a long wait, I was fortunate enough to come safely to this world full of love.

Mom, I have not forgotten the scar on your belly. That long scar proves my birth.

I was a weak and endangered fetus, but it was your love that gave me life and made me cry my first cry. I have not forgotten the tired and gratified smile on your face when you hugged me and called me "baby"; I have not forgotten the literacy note you posted on the furniture with the name of the furniture and said to me: "Baby, this is Door, this is the bed, remember!”... In a blink of an eye, I became a big girl, you gave me the correct teachings, and I still haven’t forgotten that you held up an umbrella for me in the wind and rain. I know that in your eyes, I am still that little "Xiaoxiao".

This year, I am 12 years old. No matter when, I will remember you. Mom, I am a flower bud that is about to bloom, and you are the green leaf that blocks the wind and rain. With you, I have strength!

Mom, when I grow up, I will take care of myself. It will also raise a red sun in the heart of my aging mother!

The system actually suspected that I was filling water, and there was no faucet around me.