1. It turns out that I never knew it was late at night. Under the lamp, your white hair is messy. The wrinkles at the corners of your eyes destroy your former beauty.
The phone is very loud. The head teacher on the other end of the phone complained mercilessly, but you smiled and said nice things to me. The phone was hung up. You looked at me helplessly. But he only said briefly: Now you still have a chance.
This night, I couldn’t sleep all night. I remember that ever since I was sensible, I have known that my family has always been very poor, very poor. The dolls others have, I only have the sandbags you made for me. At that time, I remember that silence and air accompanied me every day. In such an environment and such a home, I learned to be independent, and I also learned to be silent. Also very stubborn. I remember. When I was in junior high school, I had a fight with you over going to this school. In the end, you walked through the interpersonal relationship with a helpless look and sent me in. I thought it was my poor grades that dragged me into it. During the military training, for five days, the sisters burst into tears one by one. But I looked on blankly. In the end, I went home with a smile on my face, while your face showed unprecedented disappointment. I thought you were happy that I was strong. It's late at night and people are quiet. The air seemed to condense in the room. I thought about it a lot. I found, I got it. As a mother, what you hope most is that your daughter will be among the best. What I hope most is that my daughter will go home every week and eat the food you cooked. What I hope most is that my daughter can put aside the time to dress up and chat with her mother. These are not important. It turns out that I have never known what you are most like. What I hope is that I can think of you, even for a little while, just for a little while, because you know that I still have a chance to study. As long as I study hard, I have to eat and chat. I don’t know if I will. Take the initiative, but as a daughter, I don’t even think about my mother. It turns out that I never knew, Mom, she really loves me.
I choked up. I recalled that in the past, in order to send my brother to college, my mother went out of her way to ask relatives to borrow money. She was even insulted. In order to open up my interpersonal relationship, my boss gave me this thing. Send it home. Every time I saw the figure of Space Mom wandering around the station, I couldn't help but have red eyes. When I saw her working hard to call the passengers, I realized how ignorant I was. The wind blew and tears fell. Mom, your once black and shiny black hair turned black and white because of my hard work. Mom, are you not discouraged when the wind blows in your face? Because you know. This family needs you to support it, Mom. This night. Your ignorant daughter will no longer make you cry. 2. Books, my good teachers. Books are like a magical mirror. Once you take a look at it, you will be attracted by it and start to become "obsessed". The wonderful novels, imaginative fairy tales, and wonderful poems in the book often make me nostalgic.
Books are like teachers, always dedicated in obscurity, imparting knowledge to us bit by bit.
People say: Books are the ladder of human progress, and I think so too. I have loved reading books since I was a child, because the story of Ma Xingkong in the book attracts me all the time. When I was a child, I loved reading fairy tales the most. I learned a lot from these fairy tales! "The Ugly Duckling" taught me: No matter what you were in the past, as long as you put in 100% effort now, you have a chance to become a white swan. "The Brave Little Tailor" taught me again: when encountering danger, you should use the wisdom in your little mind to avoid danger, and never be brave and confront the enemy head-on, otherwise you will only be injured. Books are like teachers who have taught me so many principles.
Gradually, as I grew up, I began to be dissatisfied with just reading these fairy tales. I picked up classic books and read them. Although the language of "Old Stories in the South of the City" is not so heroic or powerful, it moved me with its ordinary language, making me happy, happy, sad and happy with the characters in the story. Books are really my good teachers.
Not only that, the book also taught me some philosophy of life. Once, I had a quarrel with a friend because of a trivial matter at school. I was very sad. Although I knew it was my fault, I couldn't open my mouth to apologize to my friend. As soon as I got home, I picked up a book and started reading. I read a short story in the book "The Friendship between Tom and Jimmy". Although Tom and Jimmy were both puppies, they were both willing to sacrifice themselves to save their friends. My eyes were filled with tears. I thought to myself: Is it so difficult that I am not as good as a puppy? No! I was determined to apologize to my friend, and my friendship with him was restored. This is what the book taught me.
Books are my good teachers. You are always working silently behind the scenes, devoting everything you have to me, so that I can make progress, gain confidence, gain truth, and gain knowledge. I will always remember these.
As the saying goes: There is a golden house in a book. I believe this must be true.
I will continue to grow with books in the future and dig out my own "golden house"!