Small narrative_3000 words

In the eyes of my family, I have always been a cheerful and carefree girl. I don’t seem to have any worries. In what they say about me, I am like a big *** Zhang San, Chao Shi. The kind of person who doesn't care about anything. In fact, sometimes I find that the real me is not like what they say. Since I went to college, I feel that I have grown up a lot, which makes me think a lot...

When I was preparing for the college entrance examination in high school, It was also the time when I was most hesitant about my life. Under the influence of various aspects, I thought about doing business with my father if I failed to pass the exam, and wanted to join the army. However, my father firmly wanted me to go to college. He said: "I still want to go to college." You are young, and now the family does not need you to make money. You must go to college to bring glory to your father. "My father is a face-saving person. I can't let him embarrass me anymore. I am quite confident in myself." I felt that I could definitely pass the college entrance examination, but I didn’t know what kind of school I would get into. I thought that if I didn’t get into a bad college, I would not go to school. In the days leading up to the college entrance examination, my mother took care of my diet and rest more carefully than usual. My father who is out of town also calls me every day to care about my study status and mental state. My grandparents and relatives also call me to comfort me about going to the battlefield. In fact, it’s okay if they don’t ask me if I’m nervous. As long as they ask me, I feel better. I would feel nervous. In front of everyone, I stood outside the examination room. The people who stood there and thought about it and looked at me were not only the people who had expectations for me, but also those who were waiting to see my jokes. People are also people who are waiting to see my family's jokes. They must think that if I don't study hard, I will not be able to get into a good university. They suddenly feel like their feet are tied with pig iron, so heavy. I admit that when I was in high school, I was not a good student, and I was not a good boy for my parents. Some of my actions during my rebellious period made many people think of me. In today's society, everything is compared with others, whether it is relatives or friends, and more. Stop talking about enemies. Comparing clothes, houses and cars, power and power, wealth and ability, but the only thing they value is their own children, whether they are taller, fatter or thinner, or better at grades or more sensible. . . Hey, you adults, think about how much pressure we children have to endure! I took a deep breath and walked into the examination room resolutely. I silently told myself: Du Minchen, your future and the future of this family are all in your hands. After the college entrance examination, it was a long process of waiting and experiencing work. Working under the eyes of my father every day really made me realize how difficult it was for him to be busy and travel far away for his family every day. I also cooked and tried to do some work that I could do. The college entrance examination results are finally out. There are 5 places admitted to Guangdong Ocean University and all Inner Mongolia, one for instrumental music, three for vocal music boys, and one for vocal music. There are more than 20,000 students from all over Inner Mongolia who applied for the exam. I am lucky. I excitedly told my father, who called my relatives one by one to inform them of the news. Some were really happy for me, while others congratulated me on the surface, but turned around and were disappointed and jealous. I finally brought honor to my family, I was finally able to change some people's views on me, and I finally made my father proud to have a college student daughter. After I returned home, my relatives all congratulated me by giving me money. With this money, I was accumulating pressure again. When my grandfather and master gave me money, I felt the most uncomfortable. At that time, my grandma was still ill and hospitalized. When I visited her, she had lost a lot of weight. I gave her arms and legs, but she pushed me away. He asked me to eat fruit instead of pushing me. My grandma was in the hospital and the old man still gave me money and asked me to study hard. The old man is over 80 years old, and I felt sad when I took the money. Grandpa also made me so sad when he gave me money. Grandpa signaled to grandma to get the money for me. Grandma opened the closet and almost leaned in. After rummaging for a long time, she found a neat stack of money. I counted the money one by one and handed it to my grandfather. He went out to make a fire and cook. My grandfather’s thick, dry and cracked hands put the money in my hand. My grandfather said that he was very proud that his granddaughter was admitted to college and let me Study hard and get a good job. I didn't say anything and watched my grandpa pat my hand holding the money. I looked at my grandpa. I don’t know when it started. Grandpa had dyed his hair over and over again. There were ravine-like lines on his face. His dark skin set off his dull eyeballs, but he was so powerful. There are only a few teeth left long ago. I vaguely remember that when I was a child, my grandfather took me to drive the donkey cart to work in the fields. Now my grandfather walks slowly, his back is bent, and he is out of breath after doing even a little work.

My dear grandparents, grandparents, grandparents, I am leaving. You should take good care of your health. Your good health is my greatest wish. It was the first time to fly, the first time to travel so far, the first time to live alone away from home, the first time to truly see the sea of ??coconut trees, so much newness and strangeness, and the first time to feel that my father was old. . My father sent me to the school where I was familiar with the urban environment. I entered the university at the same time. I went through the formalities and my father bought me daily necessities. After everything was settled, my father was leaving. I took photos and ate with him. , and then sat in the pavilion waiting for the bus. I didn’t say anything. I held back my tears and listened to my father’s instructions. Dad got on the bus. I walked towards the school with my head buried in my head. I couldn’t help but look back at my father. He was lying on his stomach. Looking at me on the glass, my father's eyes penetrated my heart. I smiled and waved goodbye. I turned around and tears poured out like a fountain. I ran wildly in the rain, thinking that I must get my diploma. Once I get it, I will definitely live up to the expectations of my parents and the people who love me. I will definitely become their pride. Freshman life is happy and full of novelties. Everything is unfamiliar, including teachers, classmates, and the unaccustomed climate and unaccustomed diet. Listening to the senior brothers and sisters talking about their experiences, quilts and clothes must be dried frequently. Otherwise, mold will grow, and he must take a shower every day, otherwise he will smell like sweat. After finishing his class in Building A, he has to rush to the next class in Building B. There are buses running around the campus. We gave him a very domineering name: "Campus" Ferrari'. It takes 20 minutes to walk from the dormitory to the school gate. To go to the city, you can take the school bus and Line 9... I am getting familiar with everything step by step, and I am also adapting to the new teacher's teaching methods and the climate that I am not used to. I got to know a lot of classmates and friends from all over the country, and I felt good getting to know each other gradually. However, the overall feeling I had was that I was still comparing myself. The rich kids were competing for food and clothing, and the poor kids were competing for studying and getting scholarships. I usually felt like They look very friendly, but actually they are not. They are also full of intrigues and scheming behind the scenes. They talk about how good they are on the surface, but they secretly curse them secretly. Fortunately, the people in our dormitory are all northerners, and they are easy to get along with. Northerners are rough. They are bold and forthright, but southerners are delicate and gentle. There is a big difference in personality. Sometimes when I talk normally, they will mistake it for a quarrel. Oh, I can’t stand it, but there is no other way. I can only face these things by myself and change myself. I was spoiled and spoiled. Everyone was the apple of my eye at home, but here I was just a pile of glass balls. This was a period of change in my growth. I began to wash my own clothes, take care of my own food and sleep, pay my own bills and do business, and try to Doing things that I have never worried about makes me miss the happy time at home. I don't have to wash clothes or wash dishes, let alone worry about whether the sheets and curtains are dirty or whether I can't find a needle or thread. . . Because my mother has taken care of my life in an orderly manner, now I am here feeling melancholy because my clothes and quilts have become damp. It took me several days to wash off the clothes that have been soaked for several days. I only think of eating when I am hungry and want my mother to do it. of rice. Only now do I realize how hateful I was for being rebellious and making my mother angry. I made my mother worried, worried, and sad. At that time, during the rebellious period of adolescence, I tortured my mother to old age. How pathetic I was at that time, and my own My mother is against me. She is the mother who gave birth to me and raised me. I regret it now, but my mother will never be young again. She often calls her mother now. She must be so lonely at home alone with no one to talk to. It was 3 days at that time. They barely said a word, and now they can't hang up the phone. Mother and daughter have endless things to talk about. She told me everything that happened at home and let me know, but she always talked about the good and not the bad. She was afraid that I would worry here. She always said, "Study hard, and everyone at home will be at ease. Mom is also old." . She is so kind and kind that I feel sorry for her.

The half-term is over soon, the winter vacation and the Spring Festival are here, and I have also entered a new stage of 20 years old from the age of 19. When I went home, I brought many specialties from the south and bought them for my grandpa. Marine life medicinal wine ingredients, I met the relatives I have missed for a long time, my younger brother has gained weight, my mother has become gentler, everything goes with me, and my father is also very happy. He praises me wherever I go, and I can’t help myself. Sorry. Dad has bought a new car and a new house, and his life has reached a new level. My relatives are also surprised that I am back, and they all ask me about my life here. I also seem to have endless stories to tell, and my family It was very lively with people talking and laughing.

I will stay here for another 3 years. I need to persist in this kind of life for another 3 years. I must study steadily, get a diploma, and let my parents not worry about me. Now I also When I grow up, sometimes my parents will share their thoughts with me, and I will enlighten them seriously and encourage them to communicate more on the phone. After all, it is not easy for my brother and I to live in two places. , my brother and I can only repay their efforts for us by winning glory for them. We sisters must also honor our parents, who have put too much effort into us. My father is also very busy at work, and he is also an emotional person. It is easy to bring emotions from work into life. I can't cause him trouble and don't let him worry about me. If I support him more and encourage him, his pressure will be reduced. Point, I can devote myself to my work when I am busy. My mother still leads a very regular life. She takes care of my younger brother to and from school, and is alone at home. I also call my mother more often to tell her about what is happening here. , she was also talking about her affairs. Relatives are still competing with each other. Some have become impersonal because of money, and some have turned against their brothers and sisters because of interests. What I want to say is: family love is the warmest thing. Don’t forget your roots because of money and interests. This is the most important thing in life. As a minimum guideline, think about the help of your brothers and sisters when you started your own business, think about the care taken by your brothers and sisters from childhood to adulthood, think about the blood flowing in the heart of your brothers and sisters is the same as yours, and you will still be separated from your own because of that little money. Have brothers and sisters become the cold-blooded animals they are now? Money can never be earned, but family love is more precious and valuable than money.

Some people who were close to me when I was young, although they treat me as an adult now, feel a lot stranger. Maybe they are very busy and have less words of care and education. They are not online all year round on QQ. Will there be any words to say again, is it so difficult that it was me when I was a child, but not me now? The people who should care about me still keep me in their hearts, asking me if I have anything going on, if I am short of money, if I have food to eat. Even though it is only a few words, not much to say, I still feel warm in my heart, at least Someone cares about me. My dearest relatives, I hope that our big family will continue to be harmonious and happy, all in good health, and work together for a better future!

Senior year at Guangdong Ocean University: Du Minchen