The eagle soaring in the vast sky must have experienced the pain of countless times when the mother eagle fell off the cliff before tempering a pair of volley wings.
A bright pearl must have experienced numerous peristalsis of the clam body and polished by numerous storms before it can shine.
Similarly, a truly successful person must stand up again after countless falls, because "how can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" No one can succeed casually. "
Shi Tiesheng fell and lost his legs, which was a heavy blow to anyone. But instead of losing confidence in life, he expressed his infinite love for life with his brain and hands.
Beethoven was blind and deaf, but he still wrote many musical works, such as Hero and Destiny. In the misfortune of life, he stubbornly grasped the "throat of fate."
These are all fallen people, but they all stood up strongly, fought against fate and misfortune, and finally achieved great success.
So for each of us, wrestling is not terrible. The terrible thing is that you have lost your confidence and courage in life.
Bing Xin said: "The successful flower, people are only surprised by its present brilliance! However, at the beginning, its buds were soaked with tears of struggle and shed blood rain of sacrifice. "
Therefore, each of us can't collapse in the face of misfortune, because after we change our mentality, it is possible to hold any chain of life.
Just like the boy in the painting after falling, we should all boldly say, "It's no big deal."
Because life is our own, our destiny is in our own hands, and our mentality and our choices determine the direction of life.
Frustration is the wealth of life and a good thing to promote your success. How can flowers that have not experienced wind and rain be gorgeous? How can a life without suffering shine?
As Hong Zhanhui, a figure who moved China in 2005, said: Difficulties, we have the responsibility to face and solve. As a new generation of young people, we should understand that wrestling is not terrible, just as we have always had the courage to sing this song: how can we see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? No one can succeed casually!
I want to say, how can people grow up without going through wrestling and falling again and again? Wrestling is also a kind of happiness, and wind and rain are the precursors of rainbows after rain!
Full marks in the 2009 senior high school entrance examination composition: water rhyme long time: July 20, 2009 Author: Source: network resources
The flowing water is clear, rippling with the rhythm of sound and color, and flowing out the brilliance and brilliance of life.
The flowing water is soft, it spreads the tenderness of emotion and the spring dew of love.
Running water is bitter fleabane, which inspires the symphony of strength and beauty and shows the tenacity of the soul.
Ah! The clear and bright water, gushing from the ancient well covered with flowers and trees, is full of dreams and passions of life, and flows down gently and slowly with the reflection of red flowers and green trees, with flowers and dew. The gentle waves of gurgling water are mother's smiling faces, sweet and full of love. I can't help thinking of those gentle calls and sweet kisses when I was a child. Oh, the gentle waves of love are blowing! The glittering and translucent water droplets splashed gently are the tears of children's laughter, full of happy chords, looking back at the sunshine of childhood, and the sweetness of lollipops are indispensable. Oh, the ripples of emotion are spinning.
Running water, this gentle water.
Look! The muddy water of that river rushes from the horizon, sending out a strong and wild breath, rushing to the high dam, and gathering into a stubborn, turbulent and surging land with a sense of heroism. The passionate fighting spirit of running water is the courage of warriors, which is earth-shattering, and makes people miss Qu Yuan's call for wind and rain, Li Bai's lofty aspirations of "breaking the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea" and Lu Xun's lofty aspirations of "facing the bleak life". Ah, the melody of pride is high! The waves splashed by fierce running water are the tenacity of fighters, which deeply shocked people and made people realize the tenacity and unyielding of Sandia's songs written by Hemingway. The courage and determination of Peking University mountaineering team to attack the top to the death; Sanmao gave up the city and yearned for the solidity of the desert. Oh! The waves are rough!
Running water, this masculine water.
Flowing water, flowing water, is delicate and gentle, but also magnificent and vigorous. Pentium, running water! Between heaven and earth forever. Sublimate, feel! Shine history with this long rhyme!
Oh, the water is hovering!
Comments: "water" from soft to hard. The author accurately grasps the characteristics of "water", interprets "gentle water" with maternal love and childhood, and interprets "masculine water" with strength and courage. Gentle and graceful, both rigid and flexible, both rigid and flexible. Secondly, water is "flowing water", which is dynamic rather than static. Whether it is "dancing", "splashing" or "rushing" or "bumping"; Whether it is "shout", "kiss", "shout" or "bump", the author always goes downstream or is light and vigorous, which shows that he has a very good grasp of the topic.
Poetic language is another remarkable feature of this paper, and profound poetic accumulation is obviously its source. Not to mention the gentleness and gracefulness of Li Qingzhao and Xu Zhimo, and the romance and tragic of Li Bai and Qu Yuan-the poems of these literati have been skillfully added to this article; Just the first three paragraphs of "clear water", "soft water" and "bitter fleabane bitter fleabane" make our ears resound with the beautiful melody of The Book of Songs. The language of poetry blooms like a flower, and "long water rhyme" is the sound of this flower.
The structure of the whole article is like a beautiful woman playing the piano-looking at it, her eyes are clear: the opening tone is fixed, the middle is soft and the middle is rigid, and the end is sublimated, which is clear at a glance; Listening carefully, the rhyme is very harmonious: "the soft waves of love are blowing", "the melody of lofty sentiments is soaring", "the ripples of emotion are swirling" and "the tough waves are rolling", all of which are the same. The symmetry and ease of writing make people lament the young author's skillful writing skills.
The color in my eyes
Although there are various colors in my eyes, they are all gorgeous. They make up my colorful life.
I like green. When I see green, I will think of my paradise. My paradise is the vegetable field in my backyard. The field is covered with green spinach and rape ... There are mulberry trees and locust trees with dense shade on the ground. Every holiday, I chase and fight with my neighbor's children. Whenever troubles come, I go for a walk in the vegetable field and have a heart-to-heart talk with those vegetables. At this time, the green everywhere is like handfuls of huge green umbrellas, covering the hot summer sun and blocking the cold winter wind ... If you ask me what happiness is, the mood at this time is the best answer.
I like red. When I see red, I think of my red house. Once upon a time, the floor was rattled by me; Once upon a time, I sat on the threshold and recited 300 Tang poems, and frogs and crickets joined in. Once upon a time, there was a cheerful song in the house ... Looking at the sacred red in my mind, I understood what happiness was. ...
I like white. As soon as I see white, I think of delicious white soybean milk. Early in the morning, grandma invited me to drink soy milk made by her own hands. My neighbor and I sat in a row, enjoying the faint smell of soybean milk. Through the rising and spreading heat, I saw grandma's eyes narrowed into a crack and her weather-beaten face, drinking soybean milk that was sweet to my heart. I seem to understand what happiness is. ...
Now I have a soft spot for white. When I was in the ninth grade, I abandoned everything and began to pursue my ideals without distractions. So it became pure and concise, and white has remained in my heart ever since.
Each of us is surrounded by different colors, which are intertwined to form a seemingly simple but colorful world. Through the colors in my eyes, I see that life is so colorful and beautiful!
In 2009, Linyi City got full marks in the senior high school entrance examination composition (comments)
God's darling
-"A New Biography of Dong Shi"
I went down in history with an ugly name. But for thousands of years, I have been depressed and unhappy!
It is said that from that day on, I was laughed at by the people at that time after learning from the sad face of the beautiful girl next door, Shi, who was ill with a heart, and created an idiom for me, so I stayed at home all day. (However, although I don't think about tea and rice, I haven't lost weight. I don't understand that when Shi is sick like that, smelly men are my heroic feelings of pity, sympathy and masculinity. As for me, I just studied and imitated it. Why does it cause so much dissatisfaction and irony? I know, because I have a Zhang Chou face, so depressed! I can't help blaming my parents' carelessness and God's injustice. God must have been distracted when he created me, otherwise my five senses would be so rough and dislocated!
I must settle accounts with God! Strong thoughts occupied my mind, and I decided to go to God at all costs to find out what I had lost!
After waiting for thousands of years, I finally got on the Shenzhou-10 manned spaceship and flew to God's "Happy Palace". God's home is not ordinary beauty, it is difficult to describe it in words! Although I was jealous, I didn't want to stay long, so I went directly to the Blissful Hall. Hey, who is that old man sitting in the garden with his eyes closed? , is god! So, I got dressed, stepped forward, coughed and said, "Lord, you are at ease!" " Why not go to the folk to observe the sufferings? I, Dong Shi, grew up like this because of your negligence, and suffered people's eyes and ridicule. You must make a decision for me! "When I said this, I couldn't help feeling sad, and my skirt was wet with tears. God opened his eyes, smiled at me and listened to me. After I got my chest out, he said slowly, "My poor child, you have been living in everyone's eyes for so many years. You lost yourself and woven a cage of self-restraint. You have never found your own strengths and highlights in yourself! "Then, God said slowly," Everything is born in the world and has its own value. You see, in this garden, grass is not as beautiful as flowers, but without grass, the beauty of flowers is not outstanding. What about you, don't imitate others, don't envy others, hurry out of this small world of self, find your own strengths and advantages, help others and serve the world, and you will reap the love and respect that people deserve! " Say that finish, god waved his sleeves and closed his eyes.
After listening to God's words, I froze there. ...
After I came back from God, I reflected on myself and examined myself. I have a strong body and enough strength, so I have finished my work in my field and can help my neighbor Li Nainai's family. My voice is very tactful. When I sing, I not only make myself happy, but also give the working people a happy enjoyment. Ah, I also stepped onto the stage of the Avenue of Stars. I, with bright eyes, have made embroidery and embroidery that can attract butterflies to fly, and I have been shortlisted for international awards. ...
Haha, I always smile. I walked out of my little world and accepted various media interviews. I am no longer synonymous with ugliness. I am the embodiment of personality and the representative of women in the new era.
On this day, I received a greeting card from heaven: "You are my darling-a gift from an angel, congratulations!" " "
In 2009, Qingyuan got a perfect composition in the senior high school entrance examination;
Wu (1)
Enlightenment. What is enlightenment? According to the meaning in modern Chinese, it means understanding, understanding and awakening.
It is often said that a person's high understanding means that his ability to analyze and understand things is beyond ordinary people, and he can grasp the essence of things and realize the true meaning.
Kong Ziyun: "I save myself three times a day." This is also a process of enlightenment, telling us to constantly explore our own shortcomings, face up to our shortcomings and correct our mistakes. This is a step-by-step process, but it is not an easy thing to really do this. Can show their own shortcomings without reservation, and can go with the right attitude.
It really takes a lot of courage to face it squarely and correct it. But this is not unprecedented. In his later years, the society of the Western Han Dynasty was in turmoil, and farmers were constantly rioting. In the face of the crisis, Emperor Wu resolutely issued a "Gaozui Book", admitting his fault, and announced that he would stop conquering, reduce taxes and get rid of tyranny. So as to avoid all serious social crises. If Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty didn't "wake up" in time, can you guarantee that the Western Han Dynasty at that time won't vanish in an instant? Newton, a British physicist and mathematician who made great contributions to science, liked reading and thinking since he was a child. Later, someone asked him why he could make so many contributions to science, and he said that he thought about it day and night. Similarly, thinking is a process of "enlightenment".
Throughout ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, who has achieved something in his career, and which one has not been well thought out, which is the so-called "enlightenment"? Of course, deliberation here does not mean indecision and indecision, but a wise choice and bold decision made after some rational thinking.
It is true that the decisions made by people are not necessarily wise and correct. Sometimes, I make mistakes. But please do not deny the power of enlightenment. When we realize and weigh the advantages and disadvantages, there is no denying that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. Countless historical facts have proved this point countless times.
Then, is it necessary for modern urbanites living in the high information age with the rapid development of material civilization and spiritual civilization? The answer is naturally yes.
We should not only know "enlightenment", but also learn to do so.
Enlightenment is a process of re-understanding yourself. Only by continuous understanding and self-renewal can we stand on a brand-new step and succeed step by step!
In 2009, Qingyuan City got a perfect composition for the senior high school entrance examination: Enlightenment (II)
Life is like spring. We can't stop walking on this road. Shuttle through countless obstacles; I also saw moving scenery along the way. How many magnificent feelings and romantic memories have been buried in the long river of years? Unable to count. We are just a dust, swept away by the big waves, and fall into silence, belonging to the other side of the sea.
Epiphany-life is a farewell song, and growth is a process of giving up. No matter how attached you are, those beautiful yesterday and the people or things you love will always be lost inadvertently. The route has long been hard to find. Can only learn to let go, learn to give up after a bite. At the decisive end, I realized the migration of the times and the changes of personnel. From then on, I understood that the deeper the attachment, the harder it is to give up. There are really too few things that can be preserved in a person's life. Along the way, if you don't do this, you will love less and get less. Only when the luggage on the back is light can the mind's vision be broader and more free.
Feeling-Life is a sad song. On the day when Ran Ran rose, people dispersed and the music inevitably ended. But we still have to go through all the processes, which is inevitable. At the moment of dribs and drabs, at the moment when flowers bloom and fall; Will be moved by every tiny gift between heaven and earth. Because life is short, we learn to be grateful and cherish. In the ordinary world, I feel the wonderful life. What a wonderful life! Life is beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves. Whether it's the joy of gathering, or the scattered sadness. This life, we have walked, seen and never wasted, so we should have no regrets.
Realize that life is a strong song. In the limited years, looking for infinite meaning. In our life, we always set ourselves countless questions, and then spend countless energy and time looking for answers. But is the answer really worth looking for? Yes, the answer is not the most important; What matters is the process of finding the answer. Without this process, who can tell me the difference between right and wrong, good and evil? There are smiles and cries in life, and there are also many helpless sighs. Too many emotional entanglements and changes, and finally there is no answer. However, we gradually realized the calm and natural way. After being suddenly enlightened, the future is bright. Understanding is a kind of wisdom, not innate, but accumulated after experience.
Many times, we believe in fate and cause and effect. However, I have never given myself too much trust. It goes without saying that people are self-aware, but many people have never known themselves in their lives. Buddha said: A man who defeats a thousand enemies a thousand times is far worse than defeating himself once. This sentence is not unreasonable. We always spend too much time trying to understand the world around us; It is often at the end that we find that what we don't know enough is ourselves. "Know yourself and know yourself, and you will win every battle." What's the use of knowing yourself? Knowing yourself is before knowing others.
Full score composition for the 2009 senior high school entrance examination:
Yun shui ni ni
The flowing water is clear, rippling with the rhythm of sound and color, and flowing out the brilliance and brilliance of life.
The flowing water is soft, it spreads the tenderness of emotion and the spring dew of love.
Running water is bitter fleabane, which inspires the symphony of strength and beauty and shows the tenacity of the soul.
Ah! The clear and bright water, gushing from the ancient well covered with flowers and trees, is full of dreams and passions of life, and flows down gently and slowly with the reflection of red flowers and green trees, with flowers and dew. The gentle waves of gurgling water are mother's smiling faces, sweet and full of love. I can't help thinking of those gentle calls and sweet kisses when I was a child. Oh, the gentle waves of love are blowing! The glittering and translucent water droplets splashed gently are the tears of children's laughter, full of happy chords, looking back at the sunshine of childhood, and the sweetness of lollipops are indispensable. Oh, the ripples of emotion are spinning.
Running water, this gentle water.
Look! The muddy water of that river rushes from the horizon, sending out a strong and wild breath, rushing to the high dam, and gathering into a stubborn, turbulent and surging land with a sense of heroism. The passionate fighting spirit of running water is the courage of warriors, which is earth-shattering, and makes people miss Qu Yuan's call for wind and rain, Li Bai's lofty aspirations of "breaking the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea" and Lu Xun's lofty aspirations of "facing the bleak life". Ah, the melody of pride is high! The waves splashed by fierce running water are the tenacity of fighters, which deeply shocked people and made people realize the tenacity and unyielding of Sandia's songs written by Hemingway. The courage and determination of Peking University mountaineering team to attack the top to the death; Sanmao gave up the city and yearned for the solidity of the desert. Oh! The waves are rough!
Running water, this masculine water.
Flowing water, flowing water, is delicate and gentle, but also magnificent and vigorous. Pentium, running water! Between heaven and earth forever. Sublimate, feel! Shine history with this long rhyme!
Oh, the water is hovering!
Comments: "water" from soft to hard. The author accurately grasps the characteristics of "water", interprets "gentle water" with maternal love and childhood, and interprets "masculine water" with strength and courage. Gentle and graceful, both rigid and flexible, both rigid and flexible. Secondly, water is "flowing water", which is dynamic rather than static. Whether it is "dancing", "splashing" or "rushing" or "bumping"; Whether it is "shout", "kiss", "shout" or "bump", the author always goes downstream or is light and vigorous, which shows that he has a very good grasp of the topic.
Poetic language is another remarkable feature of this paper, and profound poetic accumulation is obviously its source. Not to mention the gentleness and gracefulness of Li Qingzhao and Xu Zhimo, and the romance and tragic of Li Bai and Qu Yuan-the poems of these literati have been skillfully added to this article; Just the first three paragraphs of "clear water", "soft water" and "bitter fleabane bitter fleabane" make our ears resound with the beautiful melody of The Book of Songs. The language of poetry blooms like a flower, and "long water rhyme" is the sound of this flower.
The structure of the whole article is like a beautiful woman playing the piano-looking at it, her eyes are clear: the opening tone is fixed, the middle is soft and the middle is rigid, and the end is sublimated, which is clear at a glance; Listening carefully, the rhyme is very harmonious: "the soft waves of love are blowing", "the melody of lofty sentiments is soaring", "the ripples of emotion are swirling" and "the tough waves are rolling", all of which are the same. The symmetry and ease of writing make people lament the young author's skillful writing skills.
In 2009, Chongqing senior high school entrance examination scored a perfect composition;
Gray/white hair
Years, flowing from black hair, wind, spreading the message of love, dyed black hair a little white.
When I was a child, under the buttonwood tree, my black hair looked very black and bright under the irradiation of sunlight through the gap. Black hair stood in the wind for a long time, smiling gently, looking at short hair jumping not far away, full of happy laughter.
At night, under the light, long hair sewed a schoolbag belt for short hair. Because the book is very heavy, long hair is afraid that the schoolbag can't bear it, so he sewed a little love on the strap of the schoolbag.
In the morning, Short Hair set out with this stronger schoolbag on his back. Short hair kissed long hair, and its tip touched the tip of short hair, emitting a beautiful fragrance.
In the evening, Short Hair came back with his schoolbag on his back, and Long Hair waited quietly by the door, smiling at Short Hair coming home.
After dinner, on the balcony, long hair and short hair are washed together, and the short hair is covered with bubbles, laughing on the balcony. Wash the foam off the long hair with clear water, gently rub your ears and eyes with your hands, and then gently wipe your head with a towel. In the moonlight, washed short hair looks black and bright, just like long hair, but not as long as long hair. Long hair gently touched short hair and said, "son, it will grow, just like mother's."
When I grow up, I have short hair and long hair, so I can mend my short hair schoolbag, hoping to bear more weight. After my short hair left, my long hair was endless yearning and worry. Time goes by little by little, my long hair is no longer black and shiny, but I am still waiting quietly, waiting for my short hair to return.
Under the buttonwood, there are long hair waiting, and-buttonwood leaves that have fallen all over the floor, and the short hair has grown. When I came back to visit the long hair, I saw a smile on it at the door, but it was no longer black and shiny.
At night, I was still on the balcony, but my short hair turned into long black hair. This time, the short hair from childhood was washed for the long hair, which was as white as foam. In the moonlight, long hair appeared silvery white luster.
The wind, blowing gently, raises wisps of white hair, conveys a little love, and makes short hair longer and darker.
In 2009, Chongqing senior high school entrance examination scored a perfect composition;
Listen to you.
Mom, I will listen carefully to every word you say.
-preface
When you came into this world, you accidentally became the big sister at home and provoked the burden of life.
You said proudly.
You are a demon in the world at home, and you have nothing to fear, and you will lead a group of people to jump up and down and fight with the opposite sex. Hu Kan Tiandi. I will teach my sisters to catch yesterday's flies, then fry them and force others to swallow them. They say you are "evil" and cover the sky with one hand. I listened and smiled.
You said bravely.
Before the age of 20, you didn't know what a setback was, but you inexplicably married the most popular father at that time. In a daze, she became the mother of the child.
And I am the child, the child who binds you for the rest of your life.
You said with regret.
Later, the opposite sex sister lost contact, and my hometown became the place where I was. You gave up your favorite literature and poetry, the martial arts novel "Jin Liang Wen Gu", the dream of being a woman, robbing the rich and helping the poor, and the free and beautiful life you yearned for. I know that from then on, you only have one role, my mother. The two of us, really don't know whether it is the entanglement of previous lives or the natural happiness? Anyway, you said so much.
You said excitedly later.
You want to go to sea, you want to do business, and you want to abandon all your troubles. But I know you want me to go to a better school, have better prospects and live a better life.
Your nagging seems to me to be the most beautiful and tender poem. You talk so much, which is the brightest navigation on my life.
But mom, I know you didn't say it.
You can't pull the snow off your head and turn it white. You wipe away the growing wrinkles on your face. You said in surprise, what's the matter? I know you are naturally optimistic and positive. But you can't work hard for me anymore.
I believe our feelings go deep into the bone marrow, because I have listened to you so much.
Now, it's my turn to talk.
In 2009, Zhejiang Province got full marks in the senior high school entrance examination;
since then/from then on
There are crumpled rice paper scattered in the study, and Yo-Yo Ma's classical cello is getting louder and louder. I haven't been able to find my way for months. ...
This may be the biggest bottleneck I have encountered in learning calligraphy for so long. Yan Zhenqing's "Draft for Sacrificing a Nephew" was copied for nearly four months. At first, the structure was similar, and the strokes were similar, until finally the hairspring reached a deep similarity. But the teacher always said something was missing, so I kept practicing. Then crush a hopeful rice paper. Yan Zhenqing was able to splash ink like this because he was in a state of mind at that time and naturally could not understand the emotions revealed by calligraphy. I have always believed that the highest realm of calligraphy is not whether it is similar or not, but a self-created style. Now I'm trapped in this frame, and I can't find my way at all.
By chance, I was lucky enough to come to the Shanghai Museum and enjoy Mi Fei's The Story of a Multi-view Building. Among thousands of works, I only fell in love with it. It is a well-deserved "brush character", and there are cadences between the side pens. The pen is bold and bold, and the middle is slightly lighter, which shows its boldness. Between dozens of crosses that seem to be separated and connected, I actually realized a kind of clarity that I have never seen before. From that moment on, I seemed to put aside Yan Zhenqing's restraint and was deeply triggered by "brushing words". What's more, Mi Fei has accumulated his own unique style by copying hundreds of kinds of calligraphy.
At the moment when I started writing again, the ink was scattered on the rice paper like flowing water. Although there is still the original shadow, but the mentality has changed greatly, pursuing the direction of calligraphy. Perhaps the direction of life is the same. When I go through a busy review stage, I always trap myself in a thick pile of materials. Sometimes, we should open our hearts and enjoy different scenery in order to gain the most essential truth. Maybe if you think about it from another angle, you will feel a bright future.
I smoothed the pieces of broken rice paper and enjoyed the classical cello sound. From that moment on, I realized a direction of calligraphy and a direction of life, just like Liang Shiqiu said, "Everything is gorgeous and plain again."
I want to rely on you most.
I put my face on the cold stone tablet, just like I put it on my grandmother's chest many years ago. Now, it is not familiar with responding to my warm heartbeat.
At first, I leaned on my grandmother's back. She experienced the first part of my life behind my back. Grandma's back is soft, and I am like lying on a warm kang in the north, warm and practical.
Mom said grandma's spine was bent for me. When I was old enough to get off my grandmother's back, her back could not stand straight.
So grandma's protection for me became her arms. On the evening of cicada in summer, Bao Po took me to listen to cicada singing. "That's the Big Dipper, like a spoon." "No, like grandma's ears." I got into grandma's arms and pinched her thick earlobe. "Yes, yes, like ears." Grandma shook Fan Haha's leaves. I leaned on my grandmother's arm. "That's an eye, because it's blinking." ..... Relying on grandma's arm, cicadas, cattail leaf fans and stars are woven into my midsummer night dream.
Now the city where I live has lost sight of the stars in the night sky. Even if there is, there is no one who can count the stars.
Then my parents and I went to another city. Later, fewer and fewer people came back. But every time I go home, I will jump up and jump on my grandmother and lean my face on her shoulder. Until one year, I found that I could never find the soft feeling as a child again. My skinny shoulder hurts. I looked up in fear and found grandma with silver hair. "Are you old?" I know the answer, but I have to ask such a cruel question. "Grandma is old, and you have grown up." Grandma said.
"Grandma is old, and you have grown up." This sentence easily moves me.
After a while, my grandmother and I went to enjoy the cool. Grandma's yellowed cattail leaf fan fell to the ground. I bent down to pick it up, only to find that grandma had fallen asleep on my back. Time flies, ten years have passed. Can I rely on my grandmother?
I thought my grandmother's illness would eventually get better. I haven't pulled away from my busy study in grade three. "My grandmother passed away." My world suddenly shook, and my heart was suddenly abandoned in the wind and tottering. It turns out that my heart has been relying on my grandmother for more than ten years, snuggling up to her heart to keep warm.
Can my granddaughter's tears reach you in the grave now? Please catch them if you can. That's your granddaughter's heart.