in everyone's growth, there are bound to be things engraved in the bottom of my heart, and I am no exception. As Wu Sheng 9 (a former professional well-known dota player) said, "My life is a life of struggle." And my growth so far can also be said to be a process full of pain and affection. First of all, the first unforgettable thing is that when I was five years old, I climbed onto the stove and accidentally put my hand in the freshly boiled soup, forgetting how painful it was. But my parents nervously ran over and picked me up, washed me with slightly cold water, and wiped me with some medicinal oil. Up to now, when I see the scar on my left hand, I will remember this scene and my parents were so nervous about my young self.

The second thing was when I was in the sixth grade. It was before the lunch break at noon, I chased and roughed up with my classmates in the corridor, but suddenly I missed, knocking down the male classmate in front and hitting the back of my head slightly. I didn't expect what would happen at that time. After an hour or two, he told the teacher that his head had been a little painful and went to the hospital for examination. As a result, everyone here may know that the male classmate had a slight concussion, and I became the only "perpetrator", even unintentionally. So, during that time, teachers and parents came to hold me accountable. At that time, I was careless and didn't expect the seriousness of the consequences. Finally, I went to the hospital to apologize accompanied by my parents. Until I was a little older, I thought back at that time, but I didn't agree when I was clearly wrong. It really hurt me at that time. This has also become an unforgettable "stain" in my growth process. Of course, as I said before, there is pain and affection, and besides the family ties involved, there is of course friendship. Because the village is relatively small, people of almost the same age will get together to play. I also have such a group of partners, from playing marbles to the game king to the gameboy, from picking longan in summer to simmering sweet potatoes in autumn, etc., being with them has become my young habit, and they have accompanied me throughout the growth process. Until now, although some have worked and some have gone to other schools, it can be said that they are completely different, but I will still remember them and remember such a beauty. So although this is not a thing but a process, I have to mention it, because it will really be an unforgettable friendship experience in my life, and I am glad and grateful to have them. Of course, when it comes to love, there is also love. When growing up, it is natural to have someone you like. After graduating from senior three, I confessed my love to her, which is something I will never forget. I still remember the day when I made my confession, sitting in the shade of a tree by a small river beach with a warm wind blowing, and then boldly making my confession. I will never forget that moment when I saw that warm smile on her face and nodded slightly. How warm, that is the beginning of love, sweet beginning. My growth is not over yet. I believe that in the future, there will be more unforgettable things waiting for me, good or bad, and I look forward to it.