Wish to grow up
The moon is as cold as a silver mirror, and the starlight is as still as still water. I quietly stare at the sky full of stars, patiently waiting for the Leonid meteor shower arrival. I once heard a legend told by an old man that as long as you make a wish devoutly to a shooting star, the shooting star will help you get your wish. Thinking about this legend, I couldn't help but think of all the wishes I had made...
When I was in kindergarten, I always wanted to have sweets to eat every day, and I would pester my mother almost every day after school to ask her. Go buy candy. I also fantasized about owning a "candy house", and "candy house" became my wish. This wish was too childish, but it was sweet, because the little girl who fantasized about the "candy house" was only five years old after all.
The gears of time keep turning, and the sweet wishes gradually become tasteless. When I was ten years old, I was already a girl in the third grade. I remember when I learned that I was donating money to build a pool for "Western Mothers", I had another wish. This wish was to allow all people in the west to have access to water as soon as possible. I took my small money box and excitedly went to the post and telecommunications office to transfer money. I thought money could make my wishes come true. I once made a wish that I could have a lot of money to fulfill all my wishes... This wish was "great". In this way, my sweet wish was replaced by a "great" wish, and I grew up in this alternation.
The gears of time continue to turn, and the four spring, summer, autumn and winter in the years are like a fleeting moment. Now that I am fourteen years old, I no longer desire to own a "candy house", and I no longer fantasize about having a "candy house". A lot of money. My current wish is to study hard and be admitted to a prestigious university. This wish is very realistic and mature, because I am fourteen years old and I know how to use knowledge to change my destiny.
The gears of time will still turn endlessly. Maybe when I am in my twilight years, my wishes will change again. Maybe I hope for peace in my old age, or maybe I hope for the happiness of my children. These are all No way of knowing. But I understand that wishes change in the rotation of time gears, and I grew up in the changes of wishes, from a naive child to the person I am now.
Suddenly, a shooting star streaked across the night sky. I gently made a wish to the shooting star: let my impetuous heart be refined and sublimated in the ocean of knowledge. I know that I have grown up again by making this wish
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Wish, like A seed is sown in the soil of the heart. Even though it is small, it can bloom into the most beautiful flowers. Wish, like a stream, flows on the land of love. Although it is thin, it can water green hope. A wish should be a wish that has been hidden deep in the heart for a long time and is extremely eager to be realized, and this wish should be beautiful and kind to others. It can be about yourself, about relatives, friends, or about strangers. The formation of this wish is mostly related to one's own unique life experience. The wish of children in poor mountainous areas is to realize their dream of studying; the wish of patients is to restore health; the wish of kind people is to help the weak; the wish of brave people is to challenge the limit; the wish of students is It is the wish of children to enter an ideal school, the wish of old people... Of course, I also have my own wishes.
Although my wish is not great, no, it should be said to be ordinary and cannot be more ordinary, that is - to be a housewife.
If I become a housewife, I will use my skillful hands to cultivate every child into a pillar of intelligence, innocence, cuteness, dexterity and liveliness; if I become a housewife today, Housewife, I will use my uncanny craftsmanship to cook every dish so that others will salivate when they see it. If I become a housewife, I will use my careful budgeting to manage the house in an orderly manner. The laughter in the room overflowed from the door and windows, and flowed into other people's ears. I will attract everyone's attention here, so that everyone can see my skillful hands, my uncanny craftsmanship, and my careful calculation.
Once I asked my mother, when can I become a real housewife? My mother said: "To become a real housewife, you have to wait until you graduate from college and marry a good woman." Only the husband can do that!"
Now think about it, how happy it is to be a real housewife in the future, give birth to a bunch of lovely children, watch their laughter, and feel sweetness in my heart. Something!
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye I am already eleven years old and in the sixth grade of elementary school. Looking back suddenly, I saw how many days and nights there were in the past, how many ups and downs, how many joys and sorrows, how many wishes came true and how many wishes were shattered.
I did not lose heart and continued my journey of life and my wish...