Everyone has a kind of happiness, which fills your soul and nourishes your life. In my heart, your company is my greatest happiness! Grandma, can I enjoy the happiness you gave me forever?
Life is long and time waits for no one. Looking back, it seems that every day and every moment has you. I'm used to having you in my eighteen years of life!
In those difficult days, my parents gave you a baby with a big palm for work and career. I don't know how you taught me to talk bit by bit and how you patiently raised a newborn baby. Maybe you have a lot of helplessness and frustration, but it is precisely because you are holding your only granddaughter in your hand that your love melts all the troubles and loneliness. As long as I can remember, I have been teased by my neighbors that I am an unwanted child, and some even say how you abuse me. Whenever I hear this, I will run home angrily, hold your hand and ask, "Grandma, why do people say that I am an unwanted child?" Looking at my anxious eyes, you will pick me up, then put me on your lap and seriously say to me, "Our girl is not unwanted. We have grandma's pain, grandpa's love and mom and dad's concern in the distance. " I cried confidently at that time.
In primary school, I was ignorant and willful. I often lose my temper because your cooking is not appetizing, and even refuse to eat. You are not a gentle person. Just put away my chopsticks and eat your own, no matter how anxious I am. In the end, I still "fought" but you, darling, ate those meals that made me hate. I was really at my wit's end at that time.
With the seasonal cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter, time makes your hair gray gradually, and time engraves a wrinkle on your face. You are quietly changing, but your love continues. That summer, grandpa was planing trees in the back hill, and I followed excitedly. If you don't trust me, let me play far away. Don't go in the direction where the tree is going to fall, lest it fall and hurt me. I listened to you, but because of the sudden change of wind direction, the tree fell on me at the moment when Grandpa cut the last axe. Maybe I was stunned by such a tall tree and lost consciousness. I just stood still until someone covered me. Time made me feel a powerful force, and the tree hit your waist impartially. Since then, your waist has fallen, and you often feel pain for no reason, so you can't even get out of bed. Grandma, what a wonderful love it is! You protect me with your life.
Under your care, I grew up as healthy and happy as other girls. As I grew older, I became rebellious and independent. I have been very tired of your nagging, often ignoring your concern, and even don't know how to take the initiative to care about you. I often get angry with you for some small things and yell at you. Maybe god is punishing me. When I know how to repay you, happiness flies away from you like wings. A few months ago, you fell and never stood up. I can't wait to go home every holiday. I even imagined that when I got home, I could see you smiling as before and calling me a dead girl. But it shows me that you are getting weaker every time. It seems that I really understand the fragility of life from you.
Now you can't scold me under the torture of illness, but from the loving eyes you look at me and our heart-to-heart communication, I know what you want to say to me. Grandma, I will be fine, I will be strong, and in the days to come, I will not forget those who have your smile and your unforgettable love for me all the way!
2 normal heart
Blue sky, white clouds, red sun, annual rings, years, dreams.
Learning for yourself is not ignorant, and working hard for your dreams is not boring.
This is the glory of youth and the inevitability of maturity.
-Inscription.
The symphony of paper and pen echoed in the studio, and the fluctuation in my heart calmed down. Obviously, I don't want to go home after school. No, I can’t .
Speaking of brushes, the whole world is quiet and the heart is quiet. I like this feeling. It's true, sober and practical.
Gorgeous colors, blank paper, persistent mood, faced with the confusion of choosing between the two, nervous and cruel exams, I spent two weekends at school-this is the embodiment of my identity as a "special student" in my life.
When I first chose this road, I, like my classmates around me, looked for my future in the overwhelming text, functions, vectors, countless place names and historical events. Happy for the improvement of grades and the mastery of knowledge; Worried about the scores of key universities. I think that Zhang Ning's report card with countless sweats is the only ticket in the future, and the art that used to be a hobby may just be a specialty.
Later, because of others' doubts, because of my inspired courage, and in order to prove myself, I chose my own path. From that day on, my life was almost cruel, and I also realized the beauty. .......
I still arrive at school on time at 6: 50 every morning, and I still look through textbooks and notes of different colors in my self-study. Extracurricular activities from the studio window, the playground is full of people, but I can't. ......
Spread out the sketch paper and draw intricate lines on it. At the same time, I feel that my life and the lines in front of me are changing their respective directions under my control.
The thread is scattered, but my heart is not lost in confusion, because I know that only a true and ordinary heart can find its own way in confusion and hesitation. Therefore, painting and learning have not become an excuse for either side to regress, but a means to encourage each other. It sounds beautiful: learning painting can not only relax but also improve the level of professional courses. But in fact, most of the exercises in the art test are boring, and the time spent drawing after study is often more boring than enjoyment.
Now I have classes six days a week, and the rest of the time I go to another middle school six miles away to study art, three hours in the morning and three hours in the evening, and I go home to do my homework at night. However, it is better to tidy up and go to school for self-study, and so on. This life will last 10 months. In this 10 month, which challenges my endurance and psychological limit, I will crush my confusion, anxiety and other people's doubts with my gradually improved grades at my own pace. Even so, I still can't relax For the glorious summer of 2009, I will continue to work hard.
My dream university, like a beautiful butterfly, is flying and spinning, falling in front of my journey, so beautiful and desirable. ......
"True beauty is nurtured in that pursuit again and again, and will eventually bloom in the wind."
I wish every soldier in a trench with me a long-lost smile in June 2009!
3 record a smile
I've been in a bad state recently, and my test scores are getting worse every time, especially in math. I don't know whether I will feel nervous or scared. When I get the test paper, I will only habitually raise a cold smile and look at those papers full of red "X" indifferently and numbly. Many times, I will be happy to say how many questions I have chosen correctly. To others, this is insignificant, but I speak as if something great had happened, as if it were great. When Chopin shook his head and sighed, I always said confidently that at least I could do more than 80 things well. Bitterness quietly disappeared from the corner of my mouth, and I still stubbornly held my head up and smiled.
I remember one day at noon, after I had lunch with Ning Ba in the classroom, suddenly she said to me, I am most worried about you now. I smiled, and I knew what she was saying: Do you think I am giving up on myself? Hmm. She looked at me anxiously. I used to be unhappy if I didn't do well in the exam, but now I'm not worried and I still smile like this. Naturally, the corners of the mouth hook up again: I'm not good. Then quietly lead the topic elsewhere.
She may not know, it's just a habit I formed. I'm just used to smiling and covering up the darkness with light. I don't want to delve into the formation of this habit, but one day I woke up and it has become a habit. Many people have noticed my appearance, and some people often say that I am a lively girl and love to laugh with envy. They may not know that under my bright smile, there is a dangerous whirlpool that can inadvertently devour a person, including myself.
I find myself always thinking strange questions and drifting in the river of life with unknown answers. Life may be very important to me, but I am just a passer-by, an insignificant existence. I have always known that I am not a conscientious person in life, which is a fact. I bought a lot of bookmarks these days and want to write some words on them as souvenirs for my classmates. I wanted to write their advantages on them, but I could only write a little. The biggest feeling is that I feel ashamed to see another classmate's family. I gave a wry smile. I know, I am a heartless person.
In fact, many times, I am willing to laugh. I never like crying, crying is a very hard thing, and the feeling of holding a stone in my heart is too uncomfortable. I almost thought I was a tearless child. Tears are a rare term for me. I remember trying to prove that I cried when I cried, and I would leave tears on my face foolishly. But suddenly one day, there were more tears. She and I are very sad to learn that Nimba is about to leave. Speaking of the past, I was so forgetful that I cried whenever I was free in physical education class. Ningba always tells me with guilt that he is sorry again and again. She said I was an angel without tears, but her appearance brought me tears. I always told her that we still had a lot of happiness when we were together, which made me really happy.
I once said that we really don't have many friends, only classmates. Classmates are not friends, but classmates are inevitable, because they are classmates since they are in the same class. But you choose your friends, everything depends on yourself. Happily, I made many friends this year. Now I can say without hesitation that I am really happy, but will I be happy after many years? I haven't opened it yet, maybe it's not favored by the sun.