A sentence to describe a person who is in a bad mood and is about to explode.

He is like a suppressed volcano that will erupt suddenly soon.

Sadness, anger, fear, happiness... They enrich my emotional world and make me feel cold, troubled, fearful and warm. But I am not a good expressive person, and I will not tell others about my troubles, so I have no choice but to record them in my words.

"Look at other people's children, how about you? Their grades are not improving, and they don't know how to take care of their daily lives..." Along with these roars, I lowered my head again. Mom is "educating" me again. However, this is not education, it is simply using me as a punching bag! I keep talking while eating, doing homework, and even sleeping, and repeating the same few sentences, it almost becomes a repeater, and my ears are wearing calluses. I tried to communicate several times, but I couldn't communicate at all. As soon as I said a few words, she started nagging me. After just a few days of rest, I was ignited. This time I finally broke out and launched my charge. That night, I don’t remember what happened. This time, I didn’t run away. Instead, I confronted my mother and didn’t even eat. "Mom! You keep talking all day long and talk about me so badly. Don't other children have shortcomings? In your eyes, there are only grades; other people's children are more important. Yes, grades are important, but You keep talking about this endlessly, which makes me more and more stressed. Moreover, you keep talking about other people's children. Have you ever had any real contact with other people's children? Do you really understand them? Is it really as good as you thought? ... At this time, she didn't say anything, just lowered her head silently. This battle seemed to have ended with my victory.

In the past few days, The house was obviously much quieter, which made me feel uncomfortable. I kept wondering if I had spoken too harshly that day, because she was my mother after all! But she was doing it for my own good! I thought again, this is also a worry that has been suppressed in my heart. It has seriously affected my mental health, and I have to find a way to solve it!

At this time, A sound of pushing the door brought me back to reality. My mother opened the door gently and walked in. I raised my head, looked at it, and then quickly lowered my head, looking serious and angry again. I thought. , she would say that I was in a daze and would scold me for not doing my homework. But I waited for a long time and didn't hear her say a word. I couldn't help but slap my head, but I saw my mother standing quietly beside me. Next to me, she looked at me with crystal tears in her eyes. When I looked at her, she hugged me tightly in her arms and said to me with choked sobs: "I'm sorry! Mom was wrong! I shouldn't put so much pressure on you. I also know that you have worked very hard, but in order to make you better, I am a little impatient and have a bad attitude towards you. I apologize to you. Don't blame mom, okay? ? "I looked at my mother's tearful eyes and nodded solemnly! I smiled, finally relieved of this troubled mind, and said to my mother: "It's okay, I forgive you. For my future, I will definitely study hard, but I hope you won't restrict me so much in the future. I also need freedom. ”

Okay, that’s the end of the story. My troubles have been solved. What about you? Do you have the same troubles and stories as me?