In fact, darkness is not terrible. 1 The cold moonlight crawled lazily into the window, opened a corner curtain, and the darkness mixed with the dim lights in the street mercilessly devoured the attack. The wind is cold and frozen. The silent night is terrible.
I want to send my father a mobile phone in this dark night.
Against the cold air, I stumbled downstairs. On the roadside, the wind began to blow, like a gradual change of color, and the stronger and stronger air duct reached the top of the red. Listening to the sound of leaves flapping, listening to the sound of windows closing, listening to the sound of cars flying by. Even bright white headlights can't illuminate the road. When the wind blows, my nose hurts and my tears drop. I held my hand tightly in my pocket and didn't wipe my tears. More and more passers-by got out of the taxi and left in a hurry, and I only had a few jingling coins. Suddenly, a familiar corner, a traffic light, a building finally arrived.
I took a few quick steps happily. Dad must be very anxious. At this time, the wind stopped, and I jumped sideways into the narrow dark path, trying to illuminate it with the faint light of my mobile phone, one step at a time, two steps at a time, the first floor, the second floor and the third floor ... Oh, why are there lights? It turned out that my father knew that I was afraid of the dark, so he opened the door and turned on the light early, and his heart was warm. Who knows, when I kicked it, I jumped on it, alas. I quickly got up and ran: "Dad" I rushed into the warm cabin, handed my mobile phone to my father, gulped down hot tea, gasped after drinking, and put my cold hand in the hot tub, feeling warm all over.
I sat next to the heater and looked up at the window. This is still a dark dome, but it is penetrated by the bright moon. Under the soft moonlight, my father's kind words rang in my ears, which scattered a little coolness.
In fact, the night is not terrible. As long as you are willing to break in.
In fact, darkness is not terrible. There is a road near my home, with no street lights and buildings on both sides. It looks very idle and there are few lights at night.
Every Saturday night, I will cross this path to the Children's Palace to practice calligraphy. When I went, there was sunshine everywhere, quiet and beautiful. When I came home, it was completely different. The dark road is like an endless tunnel, which leads nowhere. In the tunnel, it's dark in front of you. You have to feel your way forward like a man. An evil wind blows your hair straight like a needle. The most terrible thing is that if you meet animals like mice, cats and dogs again, you will be scared out of your wits and scream. So my mother promised to pick me up every time.
With my mother, the dark road is not so terrible. My mother took my hand and strode with a flashlight, while I hugged her tightly and grabbed her hand, almost trotting all the way. Under the protection of mother's patron saint, jackals dare not cross the line, so let's walk carefully. I closed my eyes, afraid to see their reflective pupils and ghostly eyes. I safely let my foot step on my mother's steps, and the warmth of my mother's palm is my strongest backing in the dark.
But unfortunately, one day my mother suddenly told me that she couldn't pick me up because of something urgent. I took the phone and begged. Mother finally said, "remember, my child, mother will always be by your side to dispel the danger for you."
After school, I came to a small intersection. The darkness on the road seems to open its mouth and invite me in. We quickly turned on the flashlight and shone into the darkness. I thought about my mother's words, tried to calm myself down and desperately recalled the temperature of my mother's palm. Gradually, maternal love, like a hot spring, gushed from my palm and flowed to all parts of my body, infiltrating every cell and injecting brave strength. I seem to feel my mother holding my hand and striding forward.
Finally, I bravely rushed into the darkness with light as the sword and maternal love as the shield. On the road, a cat was lying in the middle of the road, and its green eyes shone on my face. I gasped, but I never stopped-the warmth of maternal love resisted the cold of fear for me.
Finally, I rushed out of the darkness and looked up at my window. I shouted excitedly: "I defeated the darkness!" " I'm not afraid anymore! "
In fact, darkness is not terrible. Recalling the first time I walked at night, I was still a little scared, but what I understand best is not fear, but some truth I learned from it.
I used to watch TV at home leisurely. There is a bright moon in the sky. He shone the earth with pale moonlight. The outside world was dark, and only a few scattered lights shone on the earth. Thousands of lights can't be lit, and the night is confused.
"Why hasn't mom come back yet?" I wonder in my heart, usually at this time, mom has arrived home, right? So I mentioned my mother's short message: "Eat out today, please hurry down and order." I had to go downstairs by myself.
The stairs are bright and there is no feeling of fear. But out of the stairs, you have to cross a long street, not a gap between houses. The most terrible thing is that there is no light at all. The street is estimated to be 200 meters. Looking at the invisible tunnel, it looks like a deep bottomless pit. I want to go through this bottomless pit.
I squatted in the same place, afraid to walk over. But mom and dad are still waiting for me to eat. I had to hurry, so I closed my eyes and rushed there at once. I was too scared to move when I heard the cat meow. I quickly squatted in the same place, holding my head. "Amitabha ..." I dare not stand up. It is sunny on Monday. I know that I am in a particularly dark environment at this time. Will I see something terrible as soon as I open my eyes? The wind is whistling in my ear, too. It's so scary.
But I think terror comes from the unknown. I just don't know what will happen in this dark night. But we must believe in science. In fact, I can't see anything at all here. This is because I closed my eyes and numb myself.
So I almost used up all my courage to open my eyes. Actually, it's just a little dark around. The moon in the night sky is still round and the stars are shining. In fact, there is nothing beside me. So I calmly walked out of the "terrible" street.
In fact, darkness is not terrible. The terrible thing is that we dare not open our eyes, and we have been wandering in the same place, afraid to take a step forward. How can I walk to the end of the dark night? In fact, darkness is not terrible.
In fact, darkness is not terrible. I have always been afraid of snakes, bees, mice ... of course, I am afraid of the dark.
One night, my parents were not at home. After supper, I finished my homework and went to play computer. It's almost 1 1 point. I turned off the computer and went to bed. Before long, I was in a hurry to go to the bathroom. I opened the door and looked around, but my parents still didn't come back. Just arrived in front of the toilet, I saw a "ghost in white" floating there. I stood there in fear. It took me several minutes to react, which means run! So, I rolled like a rabbit, climbed back into the bedroom and closed the door. Ah, there is a ghost in white behind the door! I quickly prepared to open the door before running out, but the door wouldn't open. I pulled hard, as if something was pulled down at once. I didn't think much, so I grabbed that thing and threw it at the "white ghost". That thing went through the body of the "ghost in white" and fell downstairs from the window.
At this time, dad went home. He was about to go upstairs when suddenly an object fell from the sky and slammed on his feet. There was a long scream from downstairs, which reached my ears. I didn't dare to think much. I pushed the door back to my bedroom. I fell asleep in the quilt.
The next morning, I got up to go to the toilet. I saw that the "ghost in white" last night turned out to be a towel hanging on the door. The "ghost in white" in the bedroom turned out to be curtains, and what I threw downstairs was the doorknob I pulled down. Don't think about it. It turned out that the doorknob hit dad last night. It was dad's scream ... everything understood.
From now on, I will never be afraid of the dark again.
In fact, darkness is not terrible. Composition 5 "Why don't you go home and have a look?" Dad asked me again. I am still an old saying: "No, never!" "This reminds me of something I did in my hometown before: the place where we slept was on a dry thatch, and there were no mosquito nets. Mosquitoes bite insects at night, which keeps me awake all night; There are piles of cow dung in front of the door, which are smelly and dirty. I don't know what my feet will look like when I step on them. The muddy road is full of puddles. If you accidentally step into a puddle, your whole foot will sink, and finally you can pull it out, but your shoes will stay in the mire ... Dad seems to see my mind and say to me, "My hometown is not what it used to be." "I thought to myself: Is this true? So I followed my grandfather back to my hometown by car.
Came to my hometown, ah! How beautiful! Is this my vertigo? I rubbed my eyes, didn't I? The original bumpy path has now become a flat path, with flowers and trees planted on both sides of the road, bees singing, butterflies flying and high-rise buildings rising. My father and I came to my uncle's house. Wow, my uncle's house has also changed. The walls are painted as white as snow, as if they were made of powder and Daiyu, as if they were wrapped in white. The furniture is also brand-new, engraved with dragon and phoenix patterns. This house is very big. Convenient and fast ... I seem to be in a fairyland on earth. My uncle took me into a room and opened a piece of cloth. Ah, this is exactly what I am familiar with-computers. My uncle skillfully operates the computer, as if talking about the piano. My sister has a computer, too. She plays computer very well. The old social concept of son preference is gone forever now. I didn't expect the quality of my hometown people to improve so quickly! After lunch, I took a leisurely walk and saw that those farmers in the distance no longer cultivated land with oxen, but with various tractors. The sound of plowing is like praising the changes in my hometown.
In fact, darkness is not terrible. When the last ray of light at night is swallowed up by darkness, night falls. This time is also the time I fear most-sleeping. I'm particularly afraid of the dark. When I turn off the lights and sleep at night, as soon as I close my eyes, all kinds of terrible monsters will emerge in my mind, and it seems that I will hear frightening voices in my ears, which will make my hair stand on end.
After several sleepless nights and a serious mental breakdown, I told myself: When I grow up, I must find a way to solve this problem of being afraid of the dark! I'm glad I have a smart head! Soon, Scheme 1: Taking a hot bath formed in my mind. But I immediately denied this method, because I would sweat all over when I took a shower. When you sweat, your head will faint and it will be more difficult to fall asleep.
So, let yourself get tired before going to sleep, okay? I began to try exercise before going to bed. Lift your left foot for five minutes, then lift your right foot for five minutes, and so on. When I finally put my feet down, I was sore all over and had no strength to think about other things. Sure enough, there was no horrible picture that night, and I slept until dawn. But when I woke up in the morning, my legs were as heavy as lead. I think: if sleeping every day is like "purgatory", then I don't want to be "disabled". It seems that this method will not work!
It was another opaque night, and I was tossing and turning in bed again. My eyes are astringent and I want to rub them. As soon as I put them on my eyelids, I don't want to move at once. Because my palm covers my eyes warmly and comfortably, it seems that those terrible monsters are blocked by my palm. Soon after, I fell asleep peacefully.
Later, I looked up the information on the Internet, and I knew that people will have a sense of terror in a dark environment because people are alone in a space, seeing things exactly the same and thinking. This is claustrophobia, which is simply fear of the dark and loneliness.
Although the night was terrible, I beat it in my own way! With this experience, I often say to myself: In fact, the night is not terrible! In front of the wise and brave, all difficulties can be solved!
In fact, darkness is not terrible. I've always been afraid of the dark. Because when I was a child, my mother always said when I was naughty, "If you don't listen, let the big black cat take you away when you sleep at night." I always remember this "threat" and always felt that the cat was hiding in the dark, ready to jump out and take me away.
Until I went to school, I still didn't dare to sleep alone at night, let alone stay at home, or even go into a room without lights. My mother always laughs at me and says I'm as timid as a mouse.
Until one time I finally overcame such timidity. One night, my parents went out to a friend's house and asked me to go to bed after finishing my homework. They will be back soon. Seeing that it was still early, I readily agreed. But when I finished all my homework and looked up, it was already dark outside the window. At this time, there is only a small desk lamp in my room. When I looked at the dark door, I was very scared. I went out to have a look, and all the rooms were black. I'll close and lock my door at once. I wish my parents would come back early, but ...
I really want to go to the bathroom at this time, but I really dare not step out of my door because I am afraid of the dark. At this time, there was a rustling sound outside the door. It's not a black cat coming for me, is it? So I'm scared. In a panic, I took out a long iron ruler from the drawer, grabbed my slippers with the other hand, turned on the headlights in the room, opened the door and shouted, "Who?" I didn't hear the cat meowing, but I heard my shouts echoing in the living room.
I crept open the bathroom door, turned on the light and rushed in. I go to the bathroom to prepare the black cat. But when I met the rat bile,
When I turned on the lights in all the rooms, I found that there was no big black cat at all, but the curtains rustled in the wind.
My parents finally came back. They laughed their heads off when I told them what had just happened. From then on, I am no longer afraid of the dark, and I am no longer afraid of the black cats that appear from time to time in the community.
In fact, darkness is not terrible. I am no longer afraid of the dark. There is a road near my home, with no street lights and buildings on both sides. It looks very idle and there are few lights at night. Every Saturday night, I will cross this path to the Children's Palace to practice calligraphy. When I went, there was sunshine everywhere, quiet and beautiful. When I came home, it was completely different. The dark road is like an endless tunnel, which leads nowhere. In the tunnel, it's dark in front of you. You have to feel your way forward like a man. An evil wind blows your hair straight like a needle. The most terrible thing is that if you meet animals such as mice, cats and dogs again, you will run away screaming and frightened out of your wits. So my mother promised to pick me up every time. With my mother, the dark road is not so terrible. My mother took my hand and strode with a flashlight, while I hugged her tightly and grabbed her hand, almost trotting all the way. Under the protection of mother's patron saint, jackals dare not cross the line, so let's walk carefully.
I closed my eyes, afraid to see their reflective pupils and ghostly eyes. I safely let my foot step on my mother's steps and walk out of the darkness. The warmth of my mother's palm is my strongest backing in the darkness. But unfortunately, one day my mother suddenly told me that she couldn't pick me up because of something urgent. I took the phone and begged. Mother finally said, "remember, my child, mother will always be by your side to dispel the danger for you." After school, I came to a small intersection. The darkness on the road seems to open its mouth and invite me in. Trembling, I turned on my flashlight and shone into the darkness. I thought about my mother's words, tried to calm myself down and desperately recalled the temperature of my mother's palm. Gradually, maternal love, like a hot spring, gushed from my palm and flowed to all parts of my body, infiltrating every cell and injecting brave strength. I seem to feel my mother holding my hand and striding forward. Finally, I bravely rushed into the darkness with light as the sword and maternal love as the shield. On the road, a cat was lying in the middle of the road, and its green eyes shone on my face. I gasped, but I never stopped-the warmth of maternal love resisted the cold of fear for me. Finally, I rushed out of the darkness and looked up at my window. I shouted excitedly: "I defeated the darkness!" " I'm not afraid anymore! "