The beginning of a love affair is always the destiny of fate, otherwise, a sea of people why let me meet you, fell into each other's moods, just so guarded, do not ask for return, was warmed up by the heart and therefore touched, apologized for, I think, such a kind of encounter, it is to be treasured. So, love your love, like your like. Because of such love and like, only with each other's sympathy, only with that sincere.
Because of the emotions flowing in the text, because of the entanglement of the text in the imagination, began to approach, began to guard, began to wish ...... such support and encouragement to make me so touched, to the point that, tears, because of that happiness, to the point that, shocked, because of that pay, you know me a lot, more than myself to understand, but, will not deliberately Say something, everything, just so natural flow, pulse, soft, but it is a long time ......
Work hard to fight for the happiness of this hold. Because I don't want to live up to that piece of sincere heart engraved with sincere hope, close to the heart, without the need for gorgeous rhetoric, without the need for sweet words, silent, hidden in the heart, silent communication, that kind of emotion that makes the heart flutter, from the text, to the music, to the mood, none of which do not allow me to feel the warmth from the depths of the heart ......
Deliberate, but unnatural, with such a premise, interaction is no embarrassment, heartfelt smiles, tears of sadness, sincere thoughts, so frank and open expression. From then on, those past, engraved in the memory, will not disappear, even if it fades, but also has a cut favorite traces.
There have been countless times I am grateful, because I met you, you give me confidence and courage, you give me inspiration and thoughts, with the fragrance of flowers, engraved in my life, never fade, each fragment is a petal, hard to forget.
Cherished, such happiness.
Time, with a beautiful walk, those who passed, still remember, with the words of the mood is still there, so I have been waiting, have been trying to cherish such a permanent. Really, do you feel it? Happiness, can wait to, but, must also add efforts. I feel, because of your part of the effort, so I treasure such a wait, and then, the years for me to precipitate, is with a rich flower fragrance of the good.
Paying nothing, always have a deep apology in the heart, inexplicably, often think of, in fact, we can hold just around the pair of ordinary hands, feel the warmth, and then smiled, and then know, the cherished must be cherished, the grateful must be grateful to the people who know the distance of the valuable, will also be at ease with such an encounter, and always feel that, so, it's good, the deep edge, the deep edge, the deep edge. The shallow thoughts, always lingering in the heart.
Night, quiet, because in the words of nostalgia, love, warm, because each other selfless give, no need to thank, but also thank, because the depth of the heart, always treasured, that kind of destiny and because of the destiny of that kind of light favorite.
2. Sometimes, I also want to be capricious
I have never wanted to be rebellious; I have never remembered to rebel; but I am quiet, sometimes, I also want to be capricious.
When I was a child
Looking at the long-desired Winnie the Pooh in the window, I had indescribable joy in my heart and believed that I would soon be able to have it. However, my mother was holding a thick dictionary in her hand, and she said, "Only if you read well, you can grow up to be successful, and then you can play whatever you want." So I said goodbye to the window, took the dictionary, and left reluctantly. As if I had lost something in my heart, I knew that it was a child's innocence that should have been there, but now it was tightly choked by a pair of invisible hands.
In elementary school
"I'm sorry." I looked apologetically at my classmate who had to "move". The air was eerily silent with a suffocating element in it. She silently left, the diminishing figure in my mind branded a heavy mark, very reluctant to part with, but - "with a poor student sitting together will affect your learning, it is best to change a good student to you, I'm going to find the teacher." Mom's words were still ringing in my ears. My heart suddenly drew tight, a precious friendship can not even have? I was speechless.
In middle school
When winter break came, I was hesitant to choose between "music classes" and "math classes". I loved music, but I knew that studying was just as important. I'm not one of God's favored and gifted children, excellent grades, need to be twice as hard as others and sweat to get, I shuddered. Mom, I'm sorry, let me be capricious for once! So, I stepped into the "music class" as I wished, mom just silent, and then muffled into the room, the heavy sound of the door shutting made me hesitate, what I did wrong?
Now
I never realized that I had such a beautiful singing voice, and I was content with the flowers and applause I received, so I thought that my mother would understand. But reality is so cruel, one early morning, mom whispered to dad muttered, "this child, if the original enrollment in the 'math class', learning certainly will not fall." These words were just heard by me when I woke up and passed by, my heart seemed to be pierced by ten thousand arrows, dripping blood pain. When I handed my mother the certificate of "First Prize in the Music Competition", she looked at me with a complicated expression and left silently. A gust of wind blew away the award, and also blew away the tears that had fallen, and blew my heart to pieces. What's the use of having it when no one cares if it starts and stops?
Sleeping, Winnie the Pooh smiled and waved to me; long parted from the table hold my hand, whispered a "long time no see"; on the stage of the I confidently to the audience to show the singing ......
I know that the road ahead is very bumpy, but I still want to go on.
I know the road ahead is bumpy, but I still want to go on, in my own way, no longer a doll at the mercy of others, I want to face the storms of life on my own.
The early morning sunlight shoots into the woods, the naughty dewdrops bloom 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 free for once.
3. Facing Failure
There are successes and failures in life. In ancient and modern times, most successful people have experienced failure, and what is valuable is their courage. Mark. Twain's failure to do business, abandoned the business from the literature, the results of a famous.
Failure is a dish, a bitter dish that is hard to swallow, but you have to eat it. When friends leave you, when the hard pursuit of the cause of repeated setbacks, you will know the bitterness of the earth. You wander, you lost, and even want to die, but you only did not think that "the sky will rain, the mother will marry", many things can not be by you this truth. At the same time, you will also realize that failure is just a small dish in the sweet and sour life.
Where truly great wisdom, often from the lessons of failure. For example:Thai businessman Shi Lihua, is the business world with hundreds of millions of assets of the man of the hour.1997 a financial crisis made him bankrupt, in the face of failure, he only said: "good wow! I can start all over again!" He calmly walked into the ranks of street vendors hawking sandwiches. A year later, he made a comeback.
Failure is the furnace of life. It can roast a person to death, or it can make a person strong and confident.
Failure is a beautiful landscape, a rose that endures premature death. The orchard that suffered a typhoon is helpless, but it has an infinite fragrance. Failure is a maple leaf, although swept away by the autumn wind, but rendered by the hot blood. Failure is the layers of mountains on the road to success, raging waves, you only walk through the ditch, will reach the other shore of success.
When we are dying, we can say to our children and grandchildren, "We have laughed at failure."
4. Facing Failure
Life is like a mirror. You cry to it and it cries to you, and if you want it to smile at you, there is only one way for you to do it, and that is to smile at it - smile. A smile is one of the best and most charming expressions. Sincere, warm and happy.
Life has success and failure, failure does not mean that you are a loser, failure shows that you have not yet succeeded; failure does not mean that you have not tried, failure shows that your efforts are not enough; failure does not mean that you must repent, failure shows that you still have to learn a lesson; failure does not mean that you have accomplished nothing, failure shows that you get the experience; failure does not mean that you can not succeed, failure shows that you Failure does not mean that you will be defeated, failure shows that you have to smile in the face.
Smile at everything around you.
Failure is a dish, a bitter dish that is hard to swallow, but you have to eat it. When a friend leaves you, when a hard-earned dream is repeatedly thwarted, you know the bitterness of the earth. You wander, you lose your mind, and even want to die, but you still don't want to give up, and are very reluctant to do so. At the same time, you will also realize that failure is just a small dish in the sweet and sour life.
Where truly great wisdom often stems from the lessons of failure. In ancient and modern times, most successful people have experienced failure, valuable is their courage. Mark. Twain's failure to do business, abandoned the business from the literature, the results of a famous.
Because he had faced failure with a smile.
Balzac said: "the world is never absolute, the result varies from person to person, suffering for the genius is a stepping stone, for the capable person is a fortune, for the weak is an abyss." We have to learn from our failures, experience the methods and think about the reasons, so that we will become mature and successful.
We can't stop at failure alone, we have to face it with a smile and meet a new challenge, as Napoleon said, "The best way to avoid failure is to be determined to get the next success."
How to face failure? Smile in the face of failure. Failure doesn't mean anything, it just means you need to work harder.
Thailand businessman Shi Lihua, a billionaire businessman, was bankrupted by a financial crisis in 1997, and in the face of failure, he simply said, "Good! I can start all over again!" He calmly walked into the ranks of street vendors hawking sandwiches. A year later, he made a comeback.
However, he faced his failure with a smile on his face, and he was reborn.
Failure is the furnace of life. It can roast people to death or make them strong and confident. If we have ever smiled in the face of failure, then in our old age, we can say to our children and grandchildren, "We have smiled in the face of failure."
Failure is a beautiful landscape, a rose that endures premature death. The orchard that suffered a typhoon is helpless, but it has an infinite fragrance. Failure is a maple leaf, although swept away by the autumn wind, but rendered by the hot blood. Failure is the layers of mountains on the road to success, raging waves, you only walk through the ditches, will reach the other side of the shore of success.
Smile and sing the song of life. Do not complain that life gives too many trials and tribulations, do not have to complain that there are too many twists and turns in life. The sea will lose its majesty if it loses the roll of the waves, and the desert will lose its grandeur if it loses the wild dance of the flying sand, and life will lose its charm if it only goes to seek the smooth sailing of the two points and one line, and life will lose its charm.
Smile and sing the song of life. The dusty heart open, so that narrow-minded selfishness fade away; the free mind to fly, so that the return of open-minded tolerance. In this way, an open world will be in front of your eyes layer after layer to open: blue sky, white clouds, bridges, running water ...... dashing and happy all the way through, the aroma of flowers will be in your nose intoxicatingly lingering, gorgeous colorful butterflies will be in your side of the delicate dance.
Smile, go and sing the song of life. Chalk up every failure as an attempt, not to feel inferior; imagine every success as a blessing, not to be proud. Just like that, smile, play the strings of calm, to face frustration, to accept happiness, to taste the loneliness, to bathe in sadness.
Smile of us, with the power of smile, to care around, to sensitize the surrounding, to influence the surrounding, until everyone's face is hung up a piece of not fall brilliant.
Yes, we smile at everything life brings us.
Smile in the face of everything, that everything will become beautiful, because you have smiled in the face of
5. Maybe give up is not wrong history of the long river can not be exhausted hero story, the years of the long wind blowing the face of the old city. The river goes east, the waves have been exhausted, the ancient wind flow of the people. The history warns us: perhaps it is not wrong to give up.
The years are flowing leisurely ......
The green mound of love is still aware of the road, flat sand nowhere can be recruited
The years of war, the people do not want to live. Time and time again the conquest ended in failure. Seeing the corpses everywhere, hearing the people's painful groans. Do you want to continue to fight? Do we believe that perseverance is victory? No. A young woman stepped out with aplomb. She gave up the jade carvings, gave up the brocade clothes and jade food, gave up the gold, silk and jade, in the roiling yellow sand, although the geese's murmur added to the bitterness of her heart, but she is still y comforted. Because she knew that she was going to change the stability and unity of the nation, she will see people live a life of leisure. She had no regrets in her life when she chose to give up glory and wealth.
The years flow leisurely ......
Picking chrysanthemums under the East Fence, leisurely see the South Mountain
"Picking chrysanthemums under the East Fence, leisurely see the South Mountain," Tao Yuanming had a bumpy career in his life. Thinking about his life experience, there have been how many times of failure? Thinking of his life experience, he had given up how many times? I remembered that when he was doing the order of Pengze, he said to his subordinates, "I do not for five buckets of rice, bend over to the countryside children." What does this mean? It meant that he was incompatible with the corrupt officialdom. He did not persist any longer, what he chose to do was to give up, give up his fame and fortune, and go to live in seclusion. He looked at life frankly, to laugh at life, wine and poetry, spent the rest of his life. The first thing that you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The years are flowing leisurely ......
A straw raincoat is flat
The fragrance of the flowers outside the window is more and more fragrant, the tip of the pen is still from time to time surging with golden dreams. A generation of literary hero - Su Dongpo, think of you, can not stop let my heart surging.
You are talented and have a great temperament. You are the favorite of the literary world, however, you are an outcast on the career path. Because of your excellence, you have suffered from the cold eyes of others, suffered from other people's jealousy, and even suffered from the villain's attacks, since the "Wutai poetry case", you have been insulated from the upper echelon of the official life. You were relegated again and again, relegated to Lingnan, you actually said: "daily bite of lychee 300, do not quit long as Lingnan people." You have always been full of confidence in life, when you were relegated to Huangzhou, you actually said: "a straw raincoat smoke and rain let a flat life." Even if you are optimistic about life, proud of life, but the years are merciless, the sky is merciless, aging you can withstand repeated relegation? You finally chose to give up the pursuit of civil service, even in the barren and remote Hainan Island has been open and at ease. Your life into the world, out of the world, through the ups and downs, and finally defeated themselves. Yes, it's all about persistence, maybe it's not wrong to give up.
The years are flowing ......
Giving up the Han Palace, giving up fame and fortune, giving up the reward to show talent, and ultimately to be able to in the scroll of history in a transcendent attitude to smile proud of life. History warns us: perhaps there is nothing wrong with giving up.
6. The power of imagination
Thought is a wild horse, galloped in the vast boundless text territory, imagination and long. The wings of imagination, soaring in the blue sea and blue sky.
I am a seagull, individuality and loneliness, just because I that sex and the gulls do not fit in. They simply when I am another kind and isolate me, and I simply for the ideal ----- flying, a new idea of survival and efforts. They went so far as to discriminate against me, thousands of years of gulls
The gulls' system does not change because of me, and they are right to just follow thousands of years of secular ----- scramble for food. Vulgarity! I thought. But they don't think so. I do not feel ashamed, I love to fly, always thought free to soar the blue sky that is a thing of pride. They gathered by the beach, scrambling for a crumb or a small fish drifting in the blue sea, and a thousand noisy old men rang in my ears, and I left speechless.
When they scrambled for food, I stood on a piece of high ground and stretched out my wings to embrace the blue sky, to make the heroic to fly, and then shook his wings and noiselessly dropped, and then embraced the blue sky again after accumulating strength to wait for the sky to rise up, and stabbed straight to the blue dome of the sky. I first glide for a while, then up, up! Accelerate! Never able to make a smooth flight in high speed, the strong airflow stings me, my body is in severe pain, and the wings are as heavy and painful as lead, and then do a free-fall movement. I was thinking about my dream, and how hard it was to fall into the sea with my body. Now I can only listen to my own heartbeat.
I woke up the next day at noon, my parents saw me wake up are surprised, I indifferently look out the window, the atmosphere in the room is very heavy, Dad broke the silence: "children, I know you like to fly, but you have to get well, you do not learn some of the skills of grabbing food how will be full and powerful to fly it? You'd better grab food tomorrow like other seagulls." I think it makes sense, I whispered again, "But ......" I still want to argue, see my parents deep gaze want to say.
I went back to the gulls and grabbed food with them. Then I thought I'd just go along with the world and live my life, I should be what they call a "seagull" from today. I easily grabbed a small fish in my mouth and walked slowly towards the shore. Suddenly, the feeling of wanting to fly was strong. Ideal and life in the mind of the long flip, the meaning of survival is to create, I want to create a miracle to change the fate of the seagull flying. I flapped my wings and flew into the blue sky, glided for a week to slowly relax my unhealed body, looked up to the sky and flew even higher, and turned my wings slightly sideways, easily cutting through the airflow and flying smoothly, and I finally succeeded!
The joy of success greeted me as I soared through the blue sky. However, the imagination is not half as real as the action, and the power of imagination strengthens my will to work hard.
7. The table of the table of you, watery like a water lily with dew.
In the classroom, you are like my comrade-in-arms, meticulously listening to the teacher's preaching, burying his head to take notes, looking up to answer the question, when we reap the fruits of knowledge, will look at each other and smile, that opened the most enchanting flowers, in the corners of our mouths under the smile of delight, but also show the darkness of the light; when the multi-talented when you stood on the stage, you will be with the fiery red satin and beautiful dance rendition of our gorgeous years; When I made a mistake, your stern gaze sprinkled down, I will hang down my eyes, aggrieved eyes full of tears. Now I know that this is the flow of true feelings of friends, friends, please forgive me for my willfulness and perversity at that time.
You are at the same table, open-minded like a piece of sky with brilliant stars.
You are the perfect combination of rationality and sensibility of boys, and melted into your love of mathematics, the face of difficult problems repeatedly win, in our class in the field of mathematics to hold up a piece of heaven. Your dynamic features are full of tricks, casually raising an eyebrow, but also imitating a few classic actions, for their own personal show opened the curtain, for the students to bring a burst of laughter, to dispel the tense and depressing atmosphere of the third year of junior high school.
You, at the same table, are as lovely as the angels who fell into the mortal world.
The weather in June is extraordinarily dull, hot air in the fan pumping lazy cruise in the classroom, it is your thoughtful words to encourage me to continue to study; teachers split the face of the criticism so that I have no place to go, the tears do not listen to straight down, it is your bright eyes to comfort me don't care about it; in the face of the fierce competition in junior high school and the pressure of the examination, it is the warmth of your hand accompanied me to go forward to the positive optimism of the The mindset to deal with pressure ......
Echoing the sound of the wind chimes, close your eyes, the past between students is still fresh in your mind: sports training at 5:00 a.m. when you get up to run sweating; evening self-study dinner in order to scramble to learn to gnaw on the appearance of instant noodles; the appearance of classmates go out and play together; When the teacher asked a question, due to the nervousness of the hands and feet of the look ...... that all, as if it happened yesterday, with the temperature of time, passed away.
Graduation, we graduated with the first year of ignorance, the second year of laughter, the third year of hard work. June is the season of parting, is a sea of flowers, we do not need to be sad, because the next peak of life is still waiting for us to conquer, we want to use the youth to write the legend of life, we want to use the struggle to break out of the sky belonging to their own, we are looking forward to many years later that classmates reunion of the agreement.
You at the same table, is the silhouette of the friendship of classmates, is a precious wealth of memory, is a worthy of thanks, accompanied by your walk through the junior high school people. Let us, quietly treasure this touching it ......
You used to be always very careful, asked me to borrow half an eraser, you have also unintentionally said, like to be with me, then the sky is always very blue, the days always go by too slow, you always say that the graduation is a long way off, and then go their separate ways ... ...
8. All the way to you
All the way to you, accompanied by me through the loneliness, through the ignorance, through the tenderness. How many times I've held my hand, I've forgotten about the world, until: drops of tears before the wind, breaking the heart of the dream of the Red Chamber.
Separate flowers people far near the end of the world
First read the Red Chamber, such as the tube peeping in the moon, only to know that Bao Dai's sadness and happiness, the children of the Red Chamber of the jade fall, eye empty storage tears, and then know that the earth is not just good, so a beautiful flowers of the Grand View Garden, ultimately, is not a paradise on earth, but at least cut off the many outside the Garden of the filth. When the forces outside the garden a little bit of invasion of the garden, is the beginning of the irreparable tragedy. Inside the garden and outside the garden, is actually a stone's throw away. Twelve actresses of the home away from home, Lin Daiyu's incense Museum, Xue Baochai's hate without a cause, until Jia Baoyu cliffs, leaving red grudges, only with the author **** shed a handful of tears sprinkled in the boudoir.
Lovely sad song in the twinkling of an eye
Three spring cause negative east wind, the bright moon and plum blossom a dream. A red building, how many authors self-injury. Love and hate long, is the rise and fall of a family blood tears, no material to make up for the sky, is to see the pouring of the building of the inexorable. Tang Taizong a "history as a mirror, you can know the rise and fall", who knows a thousand years after a red building also said all the rise and fall. Vaguely, but also read out how much of the hall of men outside of the gold and jade, the failure of the inside, and "talent from the smart from the high will" of the picturesque beauty are coerced in it. Birds of prey to the forest, a dream after the "false language village language" to support how much sincere grief! The company's website has been updated with the latest information about the company's website, including a list of its products and services.
The end of the sky, where there is Xiangqiu?
The decline of the House of Jia is an irreversible reality, but also was the author's head of the sky, but the Grand View Garden countless dynamic red face, but most of the purely author's ideal. How many times I read back to the Red Mansion, I realized that the hairpin of Dai's dispute, clear attack of the dispute, is the reality and the ideal of the irreconcilable. Daiyu's style and elegance, the heart of Qingwen is higher than the sky, it is the author's deepest ideals. Bao Hairpin's economics, the attacker's tenderness and obedience, but the reality of the boudoir dust. So we know, hairpin Dai's existence, is the reality of the many disadvantages but deep-rooted, can not stop; Dai Qing's death, is the ideal of the difficult to do but unswerving. "The quality of this clean and clean to go", "a cup of clean earth to cover the flow", this is the deepest tragedy, is the author of the greatest bitterness.
The Red Mansion, all the way to the teacher, but also friends, scenery, mountains and water.
It is you, little by little, teach me about tragedy, about beauty, about ideals, about dreams.
Growing up on the road, all the way to you, and now still, I would like to hold hands, and grow old with my son.
9. Spring campus
A burst of spring wind blew through, sweeping away the winter of depression and loneliness, accompanied by the melting of snow and ice, with the willow buds out of the top, followed by the bees dancing, spring has quietly come, silent campus in the winter, and gradually said goodbye to the loneliness and cold, bursting out of an unstoppable passion and vitality. Try to see the spring campus, full of vitality!
The green shade surrounded by the playground from time to time burst out a burst of applause, what things so lively? The original is being held teacher-student friendship basketball league. The cold winter, although we are indoors, can not go home, but "in Cao Ying heart in the Han", can not help is on the sports field of the attachment. In the spring campus we can finally give vent to it!
Hands have been liberated from the pocket, the mind has been freed from confinement, the unknown road waiting for us to open up, the success of the cause waiting for us to fight. "A year in the spring", spring campus, we are full of ambition, struggle.
In a flash, a few "butterflies" and "dragonflies" rushed up to the sky, spreading their wings to fly, leisurely floating with the wind, so comfortable. Originally, students are flying kites. The students' dexterity gave life to the kites, and every joyful movement was a reflection of the students' happy mood. Everyone was running on the ground chasing after each other, and the sound of laughter resounded through the whole campus.
Walking through the campus in spring, the mood is extraordinarily free and relaxed, and then with the energetic students as one, more feel the campus in spring is full of vitality, unlimited charm.
"Please get ready, we are leaving ......" At this time, a neat team from the campus drove past, each spirit, spirited. It turned out that they are going to go on a spring trip. Wind and sunshine, the heavens are beautiful, this time to go to the spring tour is really a great pleasure. The students who are in the spring tour team are very happy, the joy is overflowing, and the students next to them cast envious eyes from time to time.
Suddenly a bag of convenience floated out from the spring tour team. It leisurely drew an arc in the air, and then fell to the ground not far away. Thanks to the breeze, the bag was shaking its head and demonstrating to us! The clamor on the playground came to a halt, and everyone stared at the bag with rapt attention. Lead teacher's face of the smile solidified, the students of the psychological overturning: "This is who threw the bag of convenience, the spring tour has not yet begun to throw garbage to the road can also?" --The bystanders were filled with righteous indignation; "Alas, the indisputable convenience bag! If you don't throw it away sooner or later, but at this time, how can I get off the stage? In front of so many students to pick it back, I will be accused by a thousand people, the embarrassment of its shame, better to let it go! However, if you don't pick it, your heart will never be at peace ......" - the abandoner of the bag of convenience in the heart of the battle.
Everyone is waiting quietly, waiting for the final end of the bag will be how, waiting for the environmental protection and pollution of the duel who won and who lost, waiting for the quality of the modern secondary school students in this test who can come out on top. We will all wait and see how it turns out. Just when everyone was holding their breath, the "culprit" finally appeared, he flashed to the bag of convenience like the wind, after a standard and rapid bending action, the bag of convenience was stuffed into his pocket, and then returned to the team like lightning. The whole campus was in an uproar, both accusations and sighs. "Ugh! I really didn't expect it to be him!" "So unqualified!" ......
"No, he wasn't the one who threw the trash, he just helped pick it up." A shrill voice rang out from the crowd accompanied by a chorus of indignation and indignation. The whole campus was once again in an uproar, followed by a long-lasting round of applause. Applause for the happy ending of the bag, applause for the environmental victory, applause for the student's outstanding performance in the middle school student quality test!
Spring campus, the beauty of the trees, beauty is more beautiful; spring campus, contemporary secondary school students show their style; spring campus, pregnant with the future of the motherland and the hope of the nation.
10. Mom, I want to say to you
In the vast universe, there are too many puzzling things, how I aspire to understand that mysterious world ah. However, mom, I have neglected you, my mother, who is by my side.
Mother, what a warm word, and I once ignored its meaning. Mom gave birth to me and raised me, how much hardship, and I sometimes call on my mother! Mom, here, I want to say to you: I'm sorry!
Usually, my teacher always told me that I should observe the little bits and pieces around me in order to write good essays, and I always took you as a prototype and wrote one emotionally rich essay after another. However, I now suddenly realized that I have not been able to read you properly and understand your love. It turns out that the unrequited mother's love has always been around me silently in the pay for me.
I still remember you told me the story of my childhood, especially when you gave birth to my hardships: it was a cold early spring morning, I was in your stomach quietly lying, suddenly, you feel that you can not feel my heartbeat, so they will find a doctor. After a long wait, I was fortunate enough to come safely into this world of love.
Mom, I haven't forgotten the scar on your stomach, the long scar that verified my birth. I was a weak and dangerous fetus, it was your love that gave me life and made me make my first cry. I haven't forgotten the tired but relieved smile on your face when you held me in your arms and shouted "baby" to me; I haven't forgotten the note you put on the furniture with the names of the furniture and said to me, "Baby, this is the door, this is the bed, remember!" ...... In the twinkling of an eye I became a big girl, you gave me the right teaching; I still haven't forgotten that in the storm, you gave me an umbrella. I know, in your eyes, I am still the little "Xiaoxiao".
This year, I am 12 years old. No matter what time it is, I will always remember you. Mom, I am a flower bud that will bloom, you are the green leaf that protects the wind and rain, with you there, I have the strength!
Mom, I've grown up, I will take care of myself, but also for the aging mother's heart rose a round of red sun!