Mom smiled
Mom smiled. On Saturday afternoon, the sun seemed to be playing a game with us. The weather that had been clear and clear just now suddenly turned dark. Raindrops floated down like needles. I thought anxiously: "Mom is in school, what if I get wet and get hurt?" Suddenly I came up with an idea: Mom didn't bring an umbrella, so I can go and deliver one! I hurriedly picked up my umbrella and rushed to my mother's school. But I searched and couldn't find my mother. Later, the janitor's father-in-law said that my mother was in class 1 (4) of junior high school. I hurriedly ran to class 1 (4) of junior high school again, and I really saw my mother. I thought: My mother was concentrating on class and I interrupted her. How bad it would be. I thought again: Lei Feng did good deeds without leaving his name, so I should also learn from Lei Feng! So I took a pen and paper and wrote: Teacher Ma, I will lend you this umbrella. Then I put the note and umbrella at the door of the classroom, and finally ran home excitedly. I was watching TV at home and waiting anxiously for my mother. "Ding dong!" Mom finally came back. As soon as I opened the door, I saw my mother's bright smiling face. My mother picked me up, stood me up, and said to me with a smile: "When the baby grows up, he will care about and take care of his mother." I said: "My mother's smile is so beautiful, round and fat, really like a flower. Blooming roses." Mom laughed, and I laughed too, and the laughter lingered around us for a long time.
Mother is the greatest and most noble person in the world.
Since I was born, I have been bathed in the sunshine of maternal love. In order to raise me well, she did everything a mother could do. What impressed me the most and made me even more grateful was my mother's kind and sincere smile. When I made progress, she praised me with a smile; when I made mistakes, she criticized me with a smile; when I was proud and complacent, she poured some cold water on me with a smile; when I was decadent and frustrated, she smiled and gave me some motivation... …I am a small tree that thrives under the dew of my mother’s smile. I am a small flower that blooms under the spring breeze of my mother’s smile.
I am growing up day by day, but I don’t know why. My mother’s kind smile is no longer common, and is often replaced by a stern face. The only things that accompany me every day are my desk, lamp and countless exercises. "Doesn't my mother love me anymore?" I came up with this thought again and again and denied it again and again. I remember my mother teaching me to write and memorize poems when I was a child. She washed my clothes in the cold winter and tidied my room in the hot summer... One day when I was nine years old, at one o'clock in the middle of the night, there was pouring rain, lightning and thunder outside. I suddenly developed a high fever, and my father was not at home. My mother looked at me, then looked out the window, carefully put a raincoat on me, and resolutely carried me on her back and ran to the hospital. I lay on my mother's back and clearly heard my mother's rapid breathing. My heart was about to break. I said, "Mom, let me come down and walk by myself!" My mother replied resolutely, "How can that be done? How can you walk in the rain when you have a high fever? Wear your raincoat tightly, Stop getting wet." My eyes couldn't help but moisten. It was raining and the road was slippery. My mother tilted and almost fell. After she stood firm, she asked me eagerly: "Are you okay?" I said: "It's okay!" My mother breathed a long sigh of relief and said with relief: "That's good, that's it." That's it." Just like that, my mother carried me to the hospital with a deep kick and a shallow kick.
When exam papers come into my hands again and again, an inexplicable feeling always surges from the bottom of my heart to my chest. My nose was sore, but I held it back, I was afraid that my classmates would see it. The bright red scores on the test paper told me everything. When my mother saw the test paper, the long-lost smile was written on her face again. She smiled and said to me: "If you fall, get up by yourself." This sentence has been with me for more than ten spring and autumn years, and it has given me strength. I sincerely thank my mother for promoting my progress.
In the sunshine, I seemed to see a gorgeous halo rising behind my mother. It was a halo that only immortals had in ancient legends. This is the most holy light of motherhood that cannot be desecrated! To this light, we can only look up!
I laughed
The past is long, and many memories, like movie scenes, flashed before my eyes and disappeared. But one of these things often appears in front of my eyes, pulling me back to those memories, which are still fresh in my memory.
Go back to two years ago. Because, Teacher Ji’s words gave me an unexpected surprise.
In a Chinese class, Teacher Ji told us the news that the essay competition for "New Seedlings in Perch Township" has begun. Interested students can submit an essay to participate. After hearing this, I was a little eager to give it a try. With the mentality of giving it a try, I decided to participate. As soon as I got home, I got busy, looking for materials and inspiration. I thought hard for a long time and drafted several times before writing a composition.
On the second day, I handed in the essay and could only wait quietly. After class, the teacher called me to the office. On the way there, I thought uneasily: "What's going on? Is the essay not well written?" When I came to the door, I mustered up the courage and walked in. Teacher Ji said to me kindly: "Your essay is well written. If you revise it again, it will be better." "Really?" I asked eagerly, and received a positive answer from the teacher.
I took the composition, revised it, revised it, and ran to the teacher again and again. After three times, there should be a result. Finally, with the expectations of the teacher and me, the article was sent.
My heart became excited and nervous while waiting.
Issue after issue, but my composition is like a stone sinking into the sea. I keep comforting myself: don't be nervous, don't be nervous, there will definitely be something. Day by day, there is still nothing. I am not discouraged or discouraged, because I believe that the hard work I have put in will be successful from time to time.
Unfortunately, a new issue of the newspaper was released on a sunny day. My heart was in my throat and my breathing quickened. I couldn't wait to open the newspaper and searched eagerly, one line, two lines... Finally, my composition was published in a section! The emotions that had been stored in my heart for the past few days came out. A feeling of joy came to my heart. Seeing my composition turned into type, my heart beat very hard. This moment is so rare for me!
I finally smiled, happily. This smile is extremely bright. This smile contains my hard work and my joy.
When you are disappointed, a smile can help you regain your confidence; when you are sad, a smile can warm your cold heart; when you are frustrated, a smile can let you raise the sail of life again... ...This shows how important laughter is in our lives. But that time, I really laughed, laughed from the bottom of my heart.
November 28th is a special day. On that day, we will have the annual squadron meeting, and this will also be our last squadron meeting in elementary school, the last time to leave the memories of our alma mater in our minds...
One week before the team meeting, the teacher asked a classmate to make a presentation and let me operate it. So, I copied the slides to my home computer. I opened the slides and read each article carefully. I felt like something was missing. I racked my brains and thought about it, but I just didn’t know. I started wandering around the Internet, and suddenly, my eyes lit up. This is it. What was missing in the slideshow were interesting pictures and animations, as well as the kind of flashing text. So I started searching on the Internet. First, I opened Baidu image search and filled in friends in the search terms. Because the theme of our team meeting this time is "Civilized communication is more joyful", so of course I had to find some relevant information. Pictures of friends! One picture after another is dancing brightly in front of my eyes, but I can't find a picture that fits this theme. What should I do? give up? Or continue? Persistence, or... I don't know what I should do. Thinking of this, waves surged in my heart, wandering in my mind over and over again. I looked around, as if expecting to find something. Yes, it was the Chinese language book. I opened it and saw the text again - "The Boy with the Bowl", yes, the Boy with the Bowl was performing He experienced three failures, but he was not discouraged. Ultimately, success was achieved and my failures were nothing compared to his. Yes, in the journey of life, you have to experience countless failures. Only when you get up again and keep moving forward can you feel the joy of success. Yes, I will persist, because I believe that as long as I persist, I will win! So, I returned to the computer desk and started a search. I had to look at the pictures one after another, still mumbling: "This one? It's not suitable. This one? It's still not suitable. This one, this one is not suitable." The hard work paid off, and I found a picture. Suitable pictures. "Hey, this one is pretty good. Well, it's cute, moving, and pretty good-looking. It's the kind of picture I want. Give it a try!" After saying that, I immediately inserted it into the slideshow. I looked at it carefully, not bad, not bad. Okay, finally done. Yes, let my mother come and take a look, maybe she will give me some good suggestions! "Mom, Mom, come and see my masterpiece!" My mother saw the slideshow I made and humorously borrowed an advertising slogan and said, "Very good, your slideshow." The next day, when I saw Seeing the approving looks from the teachers and classmates when they saw it, I thought: My hard work has not been in vain.
I smiled, a sincere smile from my heart. I laughed for my own behavior, and I laughed for my little progress.
I will never forget my knowing smile on that beautiful autumn day. It laid the foundation for my success. At the same time, it also told me a truth: in this life, On the bumpy road, you will experience countless falls, and getting up again after falling is the most important thing. From then on, when I encounter difficulties and setbacks, I will keep working hard and move forward courageously.