I don't know whether to say that I am forgetful or that I deliberately forgot. Without a friend's reminder, I don't think I will remember that I will be eighteen in a few months and will officially enter the ranks of adults. In the past 18 years, I have not experienced the great storms that others experienced in their youth; Nor is it as unforgettable as others' youth.
Question 2: Write my wish composition in about 6 words according to the outline. My wish
School is finally over. After a day's study, I dragged myself on my way home. As soon as I got home, I fell on the ground like a pool of mud and cried in a coquettish tone, "Mom, I'm back. Why isn't the meal ready?"
Hearing my call, my mother flew over, picked up my heavy schoolbag and pulled me up from the ground: "Yo, you are cold and icy, it's cold outside. Go do your homework first, and I'll make you a glass of milk to warm up." Reluctantly, I got up from the ground, mentioned my schoolbag and went into the study.
At this moment, my mother came up to me with a cup of warm milk and handed it to me carefully. Then I gently stroked my head with my hand and said with a smile, "Mom just held a mid-term exam at school, and my mother came home after school today to see if my son was hungry." My mother's words flooded my whole body like a warm current, but one thing made me wonder: why are my mother's hands as cold as ice? Her hand just served warm milk. I couldn't help frowning when I was thinking about it. I looked at her bony hands. Oh, they were red with cold.
A few thoughts flashed through my mind: Mother's heart tied to her students and her son at the same time. In the morning, she goes to work covered with stars and takes the moon home. Busy with work and busy with housework. On weekends, my mother finally had a rest, and the phone call was one after another, all of which were students who had difficulties in their studies and asked her. Some even went to the door, but my mother always took pains to explain to them and sometimes kept them for dinner. Every night when she comes home, she mops the floor and washes clothes. Whenever I do my homework very late, she will give me a glass of milk, peel a fruit and cook a midnight snack. Therefore, she suffered from an occupational disease-cervical spondylosis. I seldom care about her.
Starting from tonight, I will rub her back and cover her hands every day. This wish has sprouted in my heart, and I will make it blossom and bear fruit!
Question 3: The third-grade students write a composition, which is my wish. How can I write that I was carefree, fearless and unrestrained when I was a child? But with the growth of age, that courage has also weakened. I shrink from doing anything, and I don't want to do it bravely anymore. I'm a fourth-grade student now. At the end of the third grade, the teacher commented on me that I didn't raise my hand actively in class, and even if I answered questions, my voice was too low for everyone to hear clearly. As you can imagine, the number of times I actively raise my hand to speak is almost zero. Unless it is my favorite subject, I can see my faint hand raised there in class, but it is very few. I tried to get rid of it several times, but all failed. I don't know why, but I just can't beat my fear. English is taught in English from the fourth grade. In the first English class, after reading the text, the teacher asked questions in English. I understood, but I still habitually didn't raise my hand. Look at the students around me. No one raised their hands. I raised my hand hesitantly. The teacher asked me to answer and praised me for my correct answer and loud voice. This greatly increased my confidence, and I felt how proud I was to answer questions bravely for the first time. Looking back, I don't know what I'm afraid of, and I'm afraid to communicate with teachers and classmates in class. Now my wish has changed. In addition to my good health and steady improvement in my grades, I have to completely overcome my fears, boldly confide my thoughts in class, let my classmates know the real me, and at the same time, help those students who used to be like me and try to beat myself bravely with me!