Firecrackers come and go on New Year's Eve, fireworks instantly light up your eyes, and the atmosphere of the New Year makes people feel cold and warm.
Cold-is the inner emptiness. I always thought I was young. I always thought that the future was far away from me, and I always thought that I had not grown up. However, the fact doesn't allow me to think much. 19 years old, I'm almost an adult. It means that my responsibilities are getting heavier and heavier.
Looking back on the road I traveled in 19, it was bumpy and not solid.
The monitor's aura is on me, and I ranked fourth in my class in the final exam. Hehe, in the eyes of others, I am excellent.
In fact, it is mixed with a little luck. But god will never be attached to anyone.
Ask yourself, when can I stop worrying about my parents? When can I spend all my time studying like others? When can I really wake up?
The answer comes at this moment-from now on, I hope it's not too late.
Warmth is the temptation of the future. 19 years, along the way, lost, wasted, successful, failed ... However, the vision for the future is always beautiful and beautiful.
Since primary school, there have been countless homework and endless troubles. The edges and corners of personality have been polished, and the time for playing games has been deprived ... Although I have a lot of dissatisfaction, I am willing in my heart, because college is my goal. I am 19 years old, my senior year is coming, and the sprint is about to begin. The time to realize your dreams is no longer far away. I'm so excited and looking forward to it. I can finally decide my own life. Isn't that ridiculous? Who is qualified to speak without adequate preparation?
At that moment, I really woke up and began to plan my future.
If I can go back in time, I will make good use of every minute: if I can control the future, I hope my dream will come true. Just if, what I have to do is to cherish the present, which is also the most practical. Someone asked me what my New Year's resolution was. I said, "Take every step in the future."
After all, I am still a child, looking forward to the Spring Festival and the moment when I put on new clothes on the first day of the new year. Maybe it's a good thing to keep this little innocence.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 ... The Year of the Ox passed, the Year of the Tiger arrived and the bell rang. When everyone was full of laughter, I smiled with tears.
Tears for past ignorance; Smile represents the maturity of the future.
Tell myself in my heart that no matter what the future road is, no matter how bitter and tired it is, I will laugh and cry.
This year is so special, the New Year bell rang-at that moment, I smiled with tears.
I grew up at that moment.
I have asked myself countless times. What is growth? Is it a few centimeters taller, or the traces left by years on the face. Is it more than a few white hairs, or is it the beginning of a melancholy life? Looking back on the process of our own growth, we find that growth is a book, which needs to be written with our life's efforts and even life; Growth is a "Shu Dao", full of twists and turns. Life is full of thorns, so you need to climb the wall carefully. Growth is a ladder, which needs to climb the floor of the years with steady steps.
Such as winter snow falling quietly, such as intermittent spring rain, such as the wind blowing in summer, such as autumn leaves dancing gently with the wind, the process of growth has left memories on the road of years. From birth to today, I have gone through 28 years of spring, from the beautiful vision of a maple leaf to today, I have also spent several years in the maple leaf, looking back to taste the taste of these years. I found it a beautiful cocktail, colorful, sweet and spicy, which left me with endless aftertaste.
Follow the footsteps of memory, cross just visiting, and recall the pictures in the maple leaves in recent years. Too many "first time" pictures appear on my brain screen. The first time I stood here and gave a speech on "determination, virtue and dedication", that speech was not only the first time on the stage of my life, but also it was that speech that strengthened my determination to engage in this long-term career forever. Standing on the stage for the first time to host an English art festival, the calmness on the stage was obtained by practicing in front of the mirror countless times.
It's the first time to watch students perform English programs on the stage. It is with this indescribable pride that I appeared to sit with several children for three or four hours and perform on that stage for less than two minutes, but those two minutes contained too many feelings. Standing in front of many parents for the first time to show our English characteristics, seeing those expectant eyes under the stage strengthened my belief in doing English well. Standing on the platform during recess for the first time, I said the simplest words wrong because of nervousness. Teaching an open class in front of all the teachers for the first time. For that class, I lost sleep almost every day, and I played back the course in my mind every night. There were too many firsts, but it was these firsts that made me grow up to this day.
Growth is hard, growth is happy, growth will let you know how to cherish, growth will let you know what is happiness and what is yearning. The so-called growth sentiment is to realize one's life through dribs and drabs of sentiment in the process of growth. Just like the Monkey King's name, it is this name that tells him about his life as a monk, and everything is empty.
Besides, I was a little confused. At that moment, I grew up by 600? Everyone has his own growth story. I sincerely wish you happiness every day!
I cried at that moment.
Teacher Ma has been teaching us Chinese since grade one. When we came back this summer vacation, we didn't see Mr. Ma's familiar figure on the podium as usual. It turns out that the beloved teacher Ma stopped teaching us and went to teach the children in Grade One.
Although Mr. Ma stopped teaching us, we never really said goodbye to Mr. Ma. So, we are going to have a farewell party. On the day of the farewell party, my mood was very complicated. I hope time passes quickly, because I have a lot to say to Teacher Ma. I also hope that time will pass slowly, because I really can't bear to part with Teacher Ma. Whenever I see my classmates talking about the farewell party, my heart will be sour and I can't help crying. So I just let myself do something else to enrich my mind, and I have no time to think about Teacher Ma.
I spent the morning in pain. At noon, we silently set the table and decorate the classroom. The moment of parting has finally arrived. When we met Mr. Ma, the applause was like thunder. We put a wreath on Teacher Ma, and Teacher Ma read us her poems. When I heard Mr. Ma say goodbye, I felt a twinge of acid in my heart, fought back my tears, read the three-character classic that the teacher taught us, and read the poem of the West Lake that she taught us ... until Mr. Ma gave us candy and a classmate cried. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I quickly wiped them off with my arms before my classmates saw me. We didn't see the tears in the corner of our eyes when Teacher Ma left. Eating the sweet candy that Teacher Ma gave us, the wonderful four years that Teacher Ma spent with us suddenly came to my mind.
I remember that every day after school, Teacher Ma helped me carry my schoolbag and walked me to the car. I have never forgotten it. But now, she wants to give it to younger children, and I have no chance anymore. I remembered Mr. Ma's hard work and busy figure for us during the performance. I remembered her bright smile when our performance "The Red Year" won the first prize, and took a photo with Teacher Ma. When I think of our mistakes, Mr. Ma cursed badly, but now I can't hear him. All these things came to my mind, appeared in front of my eyes, and my tears kept flowing downwards. I said to myself: "You have to say goodbye to a teacher who loves you the most! But her love will always grow with you! "
Teacher Ma, a thousand words can't express my gratitude to you. You will always be my teacher and the person I admire most! At that moment, I shed tears! It was a feeling of tears, a feeling of gratitude. ...