Green mountains and green waters, lush green grass, the beautiful scenery reminds me of an unforgettable past, which makes me feel dull from time to time. I can't forget the scenery there, nor can I forget a past event that happened there.
It was a sunny holiday, and our family of three took the puppy Beibei out for an outing. Sitting in the car, the spring breeze brushed our faces from time to time, and we felt very cool. Beibei also cried happily, which was especially warm and interesting. When the bus arrived in the suburbs, it was noon. We found a beautiful clearing on the side of the road and stopped to eat after a short rest. My mother took out bags of delicious food, which made me ecstatic. Beibei was drooling when I saw the delicious meatballs, but her mother just wouldn't let him eat them. Then his mother took out Beibei's special food (that is, dog food), which disappointed Beibei, but in order to keep his ration, he had to eat with his head down. Mom sees that he is very good and will give him some delicious meatballs from time to time. After dinner, we play together. Time passed unconsciously, and we were a little tired, so everyone fell asleep slightly on the grass. Just as we were about to fall asleep, I suddenly heard a heartbreaking cry, and I suddenly got up. The scene in front of me shocked me! Tears immediately flooded my eyes. On the road next to our car, Beibei was run over by a car. My feet also involuntarily lost their strength and knelt on the grass. Beibei saw that we were all resting, and his car was crushed to death! Our good Beibei!
Beibei is gone, and our happy little angel is dead! We never heard it again, so the family was once in a sad atmosphere. It will pass, I told myself. Dogs can't come back from the dead. We should keep our memories in our hearts.
It's been almost a year, although our family's yearning for Beibei is a little weak, we always sigh when we see other people's puppies similar to Beibei's, and even regret that we shouldn't have relaxed on the roadside grass at that time and didn't manage Beibei well and let him rest by our side. Later, when I passed the road near the grass for the second time, I still felt some pain when I remembered the scene of Beibei lying there.
Time sighed.
Life is like a day, "childhood" is the morning of life. I walked carelessly and in a hurry, but it always haunted me. Occasionally, I walked into the backyard of my childhood with the purpose of remembering, and suddenly found that there were many happiness that we once faced with a smile. Childhood, what a beautiful term, has gone away with the passage of time.
It takes a long time for a seed to grow into a towering tree: from spring to summer, from autumn to winter; From germination to breaking ground, from germination to vigorous development. The process of growing up is the process of waiting.
When I was a child, I had illusions about many things, but when I grew up, I became more and more tired of reality. The reality is full of smoke, and the dirty world always makes me feel very tired. I always ask myself repeatedly, is this what I want? But I just can't find what I want.
In my memory, when I was a child, I always liked to jump into my mother's arms. I always feel that there is a warm feeling in my mother's arms that no one can give. Jumping into my mother's arms, like a tired bird, I found a forest to live in. My mouth never feels upward. My mother always likes to point at my nose and say that I am a naughty boy. Everything in my childhood always reminds me. The rendering of time has added a trace of sadness to my heart, and the once' glorious' years are also in blowing in the wind. But the years have given us too much helplessness, and we still have to move forward without hesitation, although there are too many disappointments in our hearts. The world is changing so fast that no one will care whether you are happy or not.
Whether it's winter or summer, whether it's people here or people who have left, life is as light as running water. Only because of the memory of pure youth can thousands of beautiful women change.
Is that acceptable?
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