How to write a 500-word composition with traffic lights in mind?

I remember when I was a child, my mother taught me to sing songs about traffic lights. "Red light stops, green light goes" has never been forgotten. I was afraid of crossing the road since I was a child, and I dared to cross the road until I saw whether the traffic lights on the roadside were green. If it is a red light, I won't cross the road even if there is no car in the distance. Now, I am not afraid to cross the road, but the phrase "when the red light stops, the green light goes" is still in my mind, whether crossing the road or dealing with people. It's like setting a traffic light in my mind to remind me what to do and what not to do at all times.

If I really have a traffic light in my heart, my mother is like a traffic light repairman. When my traffic lights broke down, she used her gentle language to fix my traffic lights. I remember once, my mother blocked my computer in order to let me study. Of course I refused, but it was just a fearless struggle. I can't beat my mother. But if I like computers, how can I stop there? I only play computer when my mother is not at home. It's a little desperate, but it's worth it for my computer. At first, I was like a mouse stealing food. I was alert when I heard a little movement, but later I became more and more courageous. I turned up the computer and didn't pay attention to the sound outside the house. I am enjoying the fun brought by the computer at leisure. Suddenly, at that critical moment, the sound of the key reached my ears, and I began to think I had heard it wrong. But then, the door opened and mom came back. I didn't have time to turn off the computer, so I turned off the power. Nevertheless, my story was exposed, and the "computer revolution" ended here. Facing my mother, I was speechless, just standing silently, looking down at the ground, sighing, thinking that this time is over and my computer will say goodbye to me. Mother put down the basket and only said to me, "Is your traffic light broken again?" Suddenly I felt worse than being scolded, so I silently made up my mind to let my traffic lights run again.

I wonder if it was too long ago. It was just a hazy scene, but I always remember the traffic lights, and I dare not forget them. What people lack in today's society is to set up a traffic light in their hearts. Some people don't know what to do and what not to do, and some even know what not to do, just for the immediate benefit, they will take risks. For example, if a person looks at the car on the road, the traffic lights warn him not to cross the road, but also to cross the road. If he is lucky, he will only die in the end. He can't blame anyone but the disastrous disaster caused by his persistence. If they had traffic lights in their hearts, they wouldn't end up like this.

We need a traffic light inside, a traffic light that tells us how to face life.

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