I remember there was a time when my mother had something to go home at home, and I was alone at that time. Maybe it will be bitter then. It's not the bitterness of life, but the mental troubles. I always feel a little scared to stay at home alone. What's more, there are people at home, and suddenly you are alone. The sense of gap can make people feel a little unbearable. Eating was not a problem at that time. Because my mother has cooked some meals, I just need to cook and steam them before I can eat them. I just come home every day and suddenly find that I am the only one at home, feeling a little lonely. I find it a little hard to accept psychologically.
If the food is bitter, it is a family conflict, and no one wants to go out to buy food and cook. At that time, I was really young and could only eat what they cooked. And I remember one day I really tried soy sauce for rice. That's just as tasteless to me. I remember that the next meal at that time was really delicious in any food market. Perhaps because of this experience, I always have a quirk in eating, that is, I can always finish eating, and there are often leftovers. At school, classmates often say, you are so strange. We all eat food, but you have no leftovers. I can only say, yes, I feel' every grain is hard'.
Finally, what I want to say should be the hardships in study. Of course, maybe in the previous generation, there was nothing bitter. After all, they always say: you should cherish the present reading opportunities. At that time, we didn't even have a chance to study, otherwise our life would be different now. However, I was not very good at it since I was a child, especially in reciting. I have been tossing and turning, which can be avoided. I still remember when I was in primary school, I didn't have to recite any famous words, nor did I have to recite them. At that time, I actually cheated to get away with it. It's incredible to think about it now.
Of course, although none of the sufferings I mentioned are more bitter than those of everyone before. Maybe I know more or less how difficult life is now. I remember when I first came into contact with history, I really lamented: how much blood has been used in our lives. So, I think, even if life is not as good as before. But it is precisely because of this that we should cherish the present life and the hard-won peace.
I've always wanted to be a volunteer in the mountainous area, but I'm always not brave enough, or afraid of suffering, or afraid, and so on. I know I will face many difficulties in my later life, and I hope I can face them calmly.