The diary of true love in my heart

Part 1: True love in the world

There is always true love in the world. I have deeply understood the meaning of this sentence.

I remember one time, it was already after seven o'clock after we finished dancing in the Youth Palace, and it was already dark. I sat on the stool in the dance room, looking at the dark night sky, and thinking anxiously: "Mom, it's already dark and we've finished dancing. Why haven't you come to pick me up?" I waited anxiously. With. The few children who were not picked up had already been picked up. Looking at the black night, I shed anxious tears. I kept thinking: "Mom, come and pick me up!"

Teacher Li from the dance class called my mother when she saw that my parents hadn't come yet. But my mother’s phone has been unreachable. Teacher Li took me to her home nearby. I miss my mother a little, so I feel a little uneasy. When Teacher Li saw me like this, she said, "You can do whatever you want, you're welcome." The teacher's words gave me a little warmth, and the teacher also let me have dinner at her house. I said embarrassedly: "Okay." When eating, the teacher always put meat in my bowl and asked me to eat more. I feel extremely warm. After dinner, the teacher asked me: "Where do you live? I will take you home." I said: "Thank you, teacher, my family lives..." I was about to say where my home is. Teacher Li stood up and said, "Let's talk as we walk." Teacher Li drove her car and took me to my home. Mom was anxious when she saw that Dad was back but not me. I heard my mother explain to Teacher Li that she had something to do and asked my father to pick me up, but he forgot. He also said thank you to Teacher Li for sending me home. Teacher Li said: "It doesn't matter, this is our responsibility." "Goodbye, Teacher Li." My mother and I said together. I thought to myself: "Teacher Li is so kind."

There is always true love in the world, and true love always warms people's hearts. True love trumps everything. Chapter 2: The Umbrella on a Rainy Day_True Love in the World

"Rumble..." Listen, accompanied by the "music" of thunder waves, the ground started to "crash". I didn't hold an umbrella and let the rain beat on me. I'm speechless. No one can hold up that umbrella full of love for me anymore...

The memory is fixed on one day in June 2007. It also rained heavily that day, and I didn’t hold an umbrella. I watched as the classmates who had umbrellas left one by one, leaving me wandering around alone. I felt helpless because I didn’t want my parents to pick me up at such an old age. I thought that would make others laugh. However, I don’t want to take a rain shower either. well!

"It doesn't matter so much, it's important to go home first." Finally, I finally made a decision. So, I rushed out of the school gate and ran in the heavy rain that others regarded as romantic. As I ran, I had already run out of energy, and my whole body felt like it was falling apart. So I was resting and walking. A little girl holding a red umbrella in front of me turned back to look at me and stopped. "Is there anything good to see? Have you never seen the miserable appearance of someone who has been soaked in the rain?" I thought as I looked at myself. So, I glanced at her and was about to pass her by. "Hey, classmate, wait a minute!" When I heard her speak, I turned back impatiently and stared at her with expressionless eyes. "Just hold the same umbrella with me and go. The rain is too heavy and you will get wet!" She said to me gently. After hearing this sentence, I felt extremely ashamed. Just now I was so indifferent to others. "No need, I can do it." I said with a wry smile. "It's okay, come on!" She said and pulled me under her umbrella. We walked and chatted under the same umbrella...

Under my guidance, we soon arrived at the door of my house without knowing it. "I'm home, come in and sit for a while!" "No, it's time for me to go home. Goodbye!" "Goodbye!" I said goodbye to her with a smile. "Hey, why are you walking back?" I looked at her with some confusion. "It's okay, my home is right there!" As she said that, she pointed forward. Ah, then I suddenly realized that in order to prevent me from getting wet, she did not hesitate to go around her own house to send me home. What a kind person, I must thank them properly when I have the opportunity! I thought silently.

But things went against my expectations. From then on, I never saw her again, and I didn't even ask her name!

"Rumble..." A burst of thunder pulled me back from my memories. What was in front of me was still the pouring rain, but the red umbrella never entered again. My sight.

Ah, on that rainy day without any obstruction, who else but you would hold up that umbrella for me? Chapter 3: There is true love everywhere in the world - Nostalgia is still there

There is true love everywhere in the world - Nostalgia is still there

In the midst of busyness and meaningless sighs, the days pass by lightly on the temples and sleeves. Gently slide over. Walking through the streets and alleys of the city, there are many tall buildings, the lights are flashing, and the shop windows are refurbished with the latest fashions of each season. The crowds are like ants, and the strangers you pass by are unfamiliar faces. The city is marching in the hustle and bustle every day, continuing civilization and culture, but the affinity and trust of life, the influence and integration of nature, are gradually drifting away.

Living in green crops and red brick houses, I once thought this was my world, my paradise. Carefree and happily growing up under this rainless sky. The flower season has gone and the rainy season has come, and I have embarked on a journey to study in a different place. Standing in a corner of the city, looking at the bustling crowds and the endless flow of vehicles, I feel very small and insignificant. Sometimes, after a day of turmoil, the heavy night slowly gathers around me, and my loneliness is like the night slowly falling outside the window, getting stronger and stronger. I don't want to turn on the light, I just sit quietly in the loneliness, longing for the barking of dogs in the distant village, the croaking of frogs in the pond, and the sound of crickets swaying from the horizon, quietly stirring up the longing in my heart. , the hometown I think about day and night is getting closer and closer, becoming more abundant and clear.

The village is not big, but it has water, grass, houses and cooking smoke, old people who can tell stories, honest and cheerful villagers, and children who can build birdcages and catch grasshoppers. So vivid, so interesting. Therefore, it became a memory that I will never forget in my life. Run up and down the villages without knocking on the wrong door. Although each house is similar, we can clearly distinguish it because of some differences. The morning glories of this house covered the wooden sticks, and the red peppers of that house hung from the eaves. Every family's small garden is well-kept, with all kinds of vegetables cultivated in separate ridges, with vines rising and tiny flowers blooming everywhere. The small garden is covered with green, overflowing with the true flavor and hope of life.

The small village is nourished by the mountains and rivers, and the air is filled with the fragrance of green trees and firewood. The simplicity and kindness of the folks here make the creatures on the earth willing to live with them. Every year in the warm spring, swallows fly in and build their nests in the mud under the eaves of the farmhouse. The picture is harmonious and moving: the family sits together on the porch and eats an ordinary dinner, while the swallows are whispering above their heads, and sometimes they come from behind. The person flew past diagonally, leaving a beautiful silhouette. A calm and tranquil life makes the texture of life more pure and transparent.

Nowadays, facing this huge city and the noisy crowd, I miss my hometown even more. I miss the tranquility and simplicity there, and the freshness and cleanliness there. So, there was a faint trace of regret, why was it that when I looked back, my eyes filled with tears when I treasured all the things that were so ordinary at the time? Chapter 4: True love in the world

In my opinion, the world is full of true love, and among them, there is one thing that has always been deeply engraved in my heart.

In 2002, I suffered from tonsillitis. Accompanied by my father, I entered the operating room, but when I saw the doctor turning my father away, I felt very panicked. But what can I do? I could only lie on the bed and watch the door of the operating room being mercilessly closed.

In the operating room, many uncles and aunts were busy. I was breathing heavily, biting my lips with my teeth, and silently saying in my heart: "Don't come here. , don’t come here...!

At this time, an uncle came over. He wore a big mask on his head, although I could only see his eyes, which were small and narrowed into slits. , but I felt his amiability from his eyes.

My uncle seemed to see through my mind and asked me: "Are you scared, kid?" I looked at him and struggled to squeeze out a word from my mouth: "Yeah!" My uncle smiled, touched my head, and said to me Said: "Don't be afraid, uncle will play a game for you!" So, the uncle took off the glove, blew into it, then tightened it immediately, and then turned the bulging finger glove left and right, twisting it into It was shaped like a chicken, and I took the chicken very curiously and started playing with it. My uncle stood next to me and would say to me from time to time: "Children are so brave!" After hearing this, I felt sweet in my heart. I don't know when my loneliness and fear had completely disappeared. I asked my uncle : "Does the operation hurt?" The uncle shook his hand and said kindly: "It doesn't hurt at all, just like sleeping!" After hearing this, I felt much relieved, turned around and continued to play with the chicken in my hand. Somehow I fell asleep…. When I woke up, I was back with my mother.

Now, whenever I recall that incident, I can’t help but say: “There is true love everywhere in the world!” Part 5: The true love that has been missed

The cool water of the Yellow River flows slowly by my feet. Walking on the beach of the Yellow River, I left my footprints here for the first time. However, no matter how deep the footprints are, they will soon gradually disappear with the rise and fall of the river...

It was extremely hot at home, so my parents came out with me to relax. They didn’t know that I was pretending Thoughts on your mind, be happy along the way. And I could only follow him, expressionless. Beside the Yellow River, the heat is gone; on the Yellow River, the water flows quietly. I hope that this scenery can relieve my boredom, but I gradually see the sadness in this vastness, and I no longer have the mood to enjoy the scenery. I regret that because of my little temper, this result finally happened.

The true love once missed cannot be restored. What I lost was the best relationship in my adolescence. I have beaten myself and scolded myself, but it is of no use. The previous vows of eternal love have vanished into thin air, the oath I made to marry you ten years later no longer counts, and the memories of the past have become a passing cloud. I tried hard not to think about it, but I couldn't. The tears that I had been holding back finally rolled down the moment "Single Love Song" was played.

I want to regain the true love I once missed. I still remember that every time I was with her, even though sometimes we didn’t speak, she was always very sweet. Gradually, I fell in love with the feeling of caring for a girl. If it hadn't been for my silly behavior during those two weeks, I wouldn't be here today. We will definitely squeeze into the bus together and walk on the way to school together as before. The raised head finally dropped at that moment.

The true love once missed is not worth cherishing. The past has passed. Maybe God destined me to be punished like this. The most important thing about liking someone is to make them happy, not necessarily to get them. What is lost has been lost, don’t expect to get it again. Raise your head, stop crying, don't hate, and sincerely wish her happiness and joy!

The Yellow River water under my feet was still flowing slowly. Looking forward, a smile finally appeared on my face. I felt the majesty and breadth of the Yellow River. Although the footprints behind me were still disappearing, I did not stop my progress. Chapter 6: True love in the world

Memory is like a long river, and every wave that stirs up is the most beautiful moment and the most precious wealth in life. Now, I share with you the most moving wave.

I remember one winter morning, I was walking alone on the street, and there were very few people on the street. Everyone is in a hurry. The piles of snow on the ground were shining brightly in the sunlight. Suddenly, a "plop" broke the silence, and people gathered around the scene of the incident.

It turns out that what happened was like this: A young man was riding a bicycle, carrying a lunch box, to deliver meals to the hospital. Unexpectedly, the wheels slipped when he turned, the car overturned, and knocked down a middle-aged man. The rice was all spilled, and the soup splashed onto the man's leather jacket. The onlookers wanted to see what was going to happen next.

I guess: What follows will definitely be a war of words!

At this moment, something dramatic happened. The young man in the car hurriedly helped the middle-aged man up and kept apologizing: "Sorry, sorry, I was in a hurry to deliver food so I knocked you down!" But the man said: "It's okay, it's okay, I even tasted something on my leather jacket." It’s fresh! It just delayed your meal delivery.”

No one expected that things would develop like this, and everyone was silent.

The food in the lunch box melted the small piece of snow on the ground, and also melted the hearts of people who had been indifferent for a whole winter. A ray of sunshine shines through, and everyone's heart is filled with warmth.

Ah, true love is a stream of spring water that breaks through the ice gate, shocking the heart of stone; true love is a lighthouse that shines in the dark night, allowing lost ships to find a harbor; true love is a handle that holds up in the rainy night. A small umbrella allows people who are wandering in a foreign land to get the loving protection of family; true love is a rainbow flying in the sky, allowing people with gloomy eyes to see the beauty of the world! Chapter Seven: The True Feeling of Gratitude

Gratitude is a small virtue, but being ungrateful is a great evil.

There are always many things in life that affect our emotions, whether they are happy or sad. Therefore, choosing what kind of mentality to face life also means choosing what kind of life to live.

Gratitude is a major event in human life. Because we have to be grateful to our parents, thank them for bringing us into this world; we must be grateful to our teachers, thank them for imparting knowledge to us, so that we understand what gratitude is; we must be grateful to nature, and thank them for creating Everything in the world has been destroyed; we must thank our opponents for letting us understand what failure is. In short, we would like to thank all those who have helped or hurt us.

Perhaps gratitude is not a material need, it is just a spiritual satisfaction. Maybe, when someone helps you, you don't have too many words. You just say "thank you" to him gently. This is a way of thanking him. You don't need to thank him in too many ways, just say "thank you" to him. Just say a sincere thank you from your heart. Gratitude is not a kind of repayment. Our parents have worked hard to bring us up. They do not ask us to repay them. They do not want anything from us. They are just responsible for us. What can we use to repay our dearest parents?

Gratitude is a virtue. We should know how to be grateful to others and thank them for their care for us. Chapter 8: Unlimited True Love

The year 2008 is an unforgettable year, a new baptism for people’s souls. In this year, people collected touching, love and true feelings, and let people’s collections record them. Wonderful pictures, when I opened the collection and read carefully, each touching story made me cry.

When I saw the collection it said: There is a couple, they are both teachers, the man is Li Guilin and the woman is Lu Jianfen, they are engaged in education in the mountains. In the beginning, only Li Guilin taught the children knowledge in the mountains. A year later, Li Guilin mobilized his wife Lu Jianfen to teach in the mountains. They needed to climb a mountain road to enter the mountains from the outside. The school was located on the top of the mountain, and they had to climb a ladder. , there were difficulties, but they never complained. They never gave up on those children. They stayed in the mountains for more than ten years day after day, year after year, and sent away batch after batch of students.

They have no family relationship with these students, but they dedicate their true feelings to each student and treat them sincerely. Even if people who have nothing to do with you appear in front of you, you should still lend a helping hand to help them, because there is true love in the world, and true love is infinite.

Have you heard the story of the Thirteen Farmer Brothers? These ten farmer brothers are from Tangshan. They are a team organized by themselves. In this troubled year of 2008, when the south suffered from snow disaster, they took the initiative to go to the south to clean up the snow and clear the roads. They were not afraid of difficulties and actively worked for Serving the common people.

After the Wenchuan earthquake in Sichuan on May 12, these thirteen farmer brothers went to earthquake relief again. Thanks to them, one more person survived and life continued.

Ordinary farmers, whose hearts are full of love, use their true feelings to save the lives of each and every one of them. They use their true feelings to add color to the lives of the disaster-stricken people. They are good-hearted people. People who are full of true feelings and treat everyone sincerely are always worthy of our respect. Let there be more people like this in the world, and the whole world will be full of true feelings.

When an earthquake occurred, a great teacher sacrificed his young life to save two primary school students. Such a great teacher left a deep impression on us. This teacher was great. When the disaster struck, he did not escape, but saved his students.

The true love in the world is infinite. No matter when, there are always such selfless people. They have true feelings and love in their hearts. They are the best. They will always stay in people's hearts. To give people a positive attitude, I believe that the true love in the world is infinite, and we need to use love to witness the infinite true love.