Leaving some memories in the heart
Seeing the rainbow in the clear water, seeing the beauty in the forgetfulness.
--Title
I've been trying to remember interesting things from my childhood, but I can't, probably because nothing pleasant has happened! Sometimes it would be good to forget the past because I don't want to remember unforgettable things that would only bring back memories and even deepen my pain. Most of the time, some memories are not necessarily a bad thing, because it allows me to overcome my weaknesses, correct my shortcomings, fulfill my life, and even let me deepen that one serious lesson, so that I don't make the same mistake again!
One undeniable fact is that a life with memories is a complete life. A life with memories and a future is so much better, at least I think so! But some painful memories will leave a shadow on me, such as family disputes, friendship conflicts ...... These I can not possibly forget, if necessary, I will learn a lesson from it, just like Tang Taizong summed up the lessons of the fall of the Sui Dynasty, which will benefit me for life.
But isn't it? How can a multitude of fawns succeed in getting out of harm's way without a single tragic and unparalleled memory? Clumps of grass without the memory of a failure to grow, how can there be a tree in the sky? If there is no memory in the heart, how can there be a complete life?
There is a song that goes like this: "My future is not a dream ......" So my memories are not a long and drawn out dream? My answer is clear - no. If memories are a dream, then you will be drunk in it, unable to extricate yourself; if memories are a dream, then you will be dependent on it, unable to get out; if memories are a dream, then it is not a real world, but the real and imaginary. Dreams are just a realm that no one can predict!
Anything and even all creatures within the great world have their own share of unique memories, otherwise there would be no beautiful and magical life.
People have memories. The only thing that makes life wonderful is the memories.
Keep some memories in your heart
Flowers bloom and fall, the tide rises and falls, spring and winter ...... turn of the eye has been things are different, but only the memories remain unchanged, like a photo, sealed forever!
--Title
Sitting by the window, the hot tea on hand exudes a burst of aroma, mesmerizing. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good deal on this. All of a sudden, all kinds of past events surfaced in front of my eyes. In the hazy memories, I opened a photo album, a photo evoked my memories of her!
In one photo, two girls are walking together holding hands on a leafy path.
This is when I first met my dream, in the fruity fall. The golden waves of wheat, fruit and the rustling of the falling leaves, all bring people the joy of harvest. It is also in such a season, I harvested my precious friendship.
I strolled alone in the forest path, a wind mixed with falling leaves blowing in the face, stretching out his hand to catch a leaf, fan-shaped leaves quietly lying in my palm, can not help but let people think that just now the autumn wind is it fan out. "This is a ginkgo biloba." A voice reached my ears. I looked up, only to see a girl standing in front of me with a smile on her face, streaks of hair brushing over her face from time to time, surfacing in an angelic smile. At this time she continued to say to me, "This is the leaves of the ginkgo tree, in the fall, the leaves always fall all over the sky here, it's like a golden rain." With that she turned to me and said, "Do you like ginkgoes too?" I nodded. "Then make a friend! My name is Dream. What about you?" With that she extended her hand to me, "Psi." I extended my hand as well. This handshake tied the friendship of the two girls together. Together we continued to walk forward. "Click," I was startled and looked forward to see a girl in front of us taking a picture of Dream and I with a camera. The girl ran towards us and happily showed us the picture. I took the camera, in this photo there are two girls holding hands together walking on the leafy path. It witnessed the beginning of my friendship with Dream, and I smiled!
Continuing to flip through the album, in this photo there is a girl with an angelic smile standing on the peach blossom flying . Road.
Dream always likes to take a camera out for a walk at leisure. Especially when we go out to play together, she likes to use the camera to capture all the images of our time together. On one of the walks, Dream was mesmerized by the beauty of that peach blossom sky, and that angelic smile that belongs to her appeared on her face. I pressed the shutter in time to capture this beautiful image.
I never knew why Dream liked taking pictures so much, and seeing her, I couldn't help but think of the girl in "Hyakki Sakura" who used to videotape Sakura.
In the months leading up to her separation from Dream, she was inseparable from her camera. She pondered for a while and said, "Keep some memories in your heart! Only the memories recorded by the camera will not make people forget."
Turning the page, what I saw was that in this photo, I was sitting alone and quietly on the steps.
Time flies, and it's almost the end of the school year. Dream transferred here in fifth grade, and it's been two years since then. I still go out for a walk as usual to get close to nature and relieve stress, and I know that after the exam, I'll be able to get back to my family and friends. I knew that Dream would part with me after the exams, so I inadvertently ran away from Dream's camera. I'm afraid that the scenes in those photos will become memories that will be blocked forever, and then there will only be thoughts.
On the day of the separation, I came to the place where I met my dream for the first time with my dream. This time has been in the summer, the dreary weather and our mood to cater to. Dream handed me a thick photo album, turn it over, which is full of all the images I have with the dream. In the center was a classmate book with a picture of a girl with an angelic smile in the photo section. Looking up to see her, the dream has gone, looking at that figure fading away, my vision blurred!
Now, looking at the photo album in my hand, I seem to hear the dream saying to me again, "Keep some memories in your heart! Only the memories recorded by the camera will not make people forget."
Leave some memories in the heart
Six years, so hastily passed, like a drop of water on the tip of a needle, dripping into the sea, there is no sound, no shadow. I can not help but head tearful and tearful ......
In the blink of an eye, I'm now a first-year student, in middle school, I will from time to time think of the six years of elementary school good times, how naive, beautiful ah!
Counting up. I am now 12 years old, half of the time is spent in elementary school, you say, can I not recall?
My dear elementary school classmates ah! Do you ever know how much I miss you, miss the teachers who taught us, miss the alma mater we read together. Remember in the last year of the school sports meeting? The students were all full of spirit into the opening ceremony, the heart of the matter is to be sure to go well, because, this is the last time in elementary school in the class *** with the opportunity to contribute.
The second day of the Games, there is my high jump program, I remember when I had no confidence, scared to death, students came to comfort me, help me adjust my mind. But on the field, I still did not play well, in the second round of the foot sprained, when the pain I had no way to stand up, I cried, lowered his head and cried sadly, outside the field of the students saw this scene, immediately rushed up to help me, but I have no way to stand up, the students let a representative to carry me.
Pain, still continue, and more and more drilling, my tears fluttering out, they look so heartbroken, while wiping my tears, while comforting me not to cry, they are so good to me, how can I not cry? How could I not cry when they were so nice to me? Instead, I cried even harder, and when they heard me crying even louder, they got anxious and thought of all kinds of ways to make me laugh, but I just cried. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to.
The teacher came to me to see the foot, the result of the pain I want to roll, she saw, had no choice but to put out her hand for me to bite, I do not want to bite her hand, white, tender, how can I bear to bite her. Originally I was a person's pain, why let her more my pain together, no, I'm too selfish, I can not do this. So I forced a smile and said, "It's okay, don't worry, thanks!"
What a wonderful time in elementary school, how much I want to go back to the past, but the old man of time does not wait for me, and do not give me the opportunity, I only this wonderful memories to stay in the heart, when I ran into a close friend, say a few words, feel how kind ah.
My dear elementary school classmates ah, please you also like me, leave some memories in the heart, do not forget that wonderful six years.
-- Afterword
Leave some memories in the heart
The cool rain drifted down on my level like a mirror on the lake of the heart, quietly and quietly rippled a circle of tiny blue ripples, in the moment they slipped through, my heart trembled. up, calm thoughts roaming to the same rainy day, roaming to that sad season ......
Sitting in the examination room, looking at the sky countless heavy light gray cloud flotsam by the zinnia branches and leaves cut, the heart of some memories a little bit of emergence.
I remember that you loved to tell me stories. The most beautiful story I've ever heard is Hans Christian Andersen's "Daughter of the Sea". The first time I heard this ancient fairy tale, I was just enviously thinking about the mermaid's deep pupils like the sea, seaweed-like purple curls, and a golden fish tail, obsessed with when I can become the same as her. With a head full of beautiful fantasy, but heard the little mermaid in the call of the sun, little by little into a transparent and colorful foam, flying in the azure sea, and finally mercilessly burst. At that time, just naive that the little mermaid fell into sleep eternal night, in the dream will dance with her beloved prince.
I still remember the youngest I was naughty. The hundred long stone steps in the teacher's training center were my paradise. You were afraid I would fall, stooping to hold my hand slowly upward, but also could not stop urging: "Good boy ah slow, don't fall ah!" Caused a few brothers and sisters next to sneer, but I broke your hand, like a brave little warrior rushed up. Sometimes the center of gravity is not stable soon fell on the steps, and finally always miraculously fell into your arms. At this time, the fresh jasmine fragrance will float out from your sleeve, refreshing. Your embrace is warm, soft, I will be tricky to let you hold me to tell me a story, and then in the soft words of sweet sleep.
I remember when I was a child, I had long hair. You liked to give me a variety of pigtails, and then inserted a few jasmine flowers. Whenever I jumped to school, always attracting children's envious eyes; Whenever I play tired lying on the grass to rest, not long around there will always be beautiful little butterflies. Once I naughty jasmine flowers from the head to insert your hair full of silver, you smiled and waved your hand: "Piggy baby to dress up Grandma as a ghost ah!" I asked you in disbelief, "Grandma, what are ghosts and monsters?" Your smile suddenly condensed, faint words echoed in my ears: "is the soul of a person after death ......" My little heart suddenly filled with fear.
Remember, remember that day the sky was also gray, the rain sprinkled silently. Mom pulled my little hand stood in front of the black, black and white wreaths, the end of the corridor there is a benevolent portrait of you, the photo of you look particularly peaceful, and the following is quietly lying you. I ran over and shook your hand vigorously but you did not smile as usual and shouted: "Good boy!"
- Mom, is Grandma asleep?
- Silly child ...... Grandma is asleep, like the little mermaid forever in her dreams ......
- Then, let's put Grandma to sleep. -Then, let's wake up Grandma! I still have to listen to her stories!
-- Alas ...... Grandma, Grandma can't wake up, can't wake up ......
I'm at a loss, my closest loved ones left me like this, and the favorite The little mermaid also turned into a bubble and disappeared in the sun ...... Rain poured down on my face, are you crying, Grandma? But I saw a slight smile on the corner of your mouth. My heart was numb, and the tears fell freely with it, my face a mixture of tears and rain. I was lucky enough to realize what it's like to lose someone important ......
Grandma, although you passed away, but, but those wonderful memories you had with me will stay in my heart and never fade away ......