About the contents of the blackboard newspaper in Spring Map 02
On the contents of the blackboard newspaper in the composition of Spring Picture 03.
The long river of years flows slowly, leaving a series of deep or shallow footprints, including laughter, sadness and injustice.
In my impression, my father is a very learned man who seldom talks. I have been afraid to get close to him.
My father never took me home when I was in primary school. Every time I complain to him about how terrible the way home is, he always replies faintly: you have grown up and don't need dad to answer.
Dad's indifference made me feel neglected. He doesn't know how bad the way home is! Whenever I come home from school and walk to that path, I always think: Is there a ghost in it? When I think about it, I dare not go in. A gust of evil wind blew on me, making my scalp tighten and my back get goose bumps. At this time, I complained why my father didn't pick me up. Of course, there is always a way to go. I always encouraged myself to imagine myself as a superman, and then I embarked on this road. It was dark and there was no one, so I walked. If a cat suddenly appears on the roadside, I will be scared out of my wits and distracted! From time to time, waves of evil winds blow from both sides. If I were not alone in this quiet tunnel, I might still think that the wind is the music of nature. However, now I am alone, so I have to run, run and run home. The wind is still blowing, leaving a piece? Sasha vujacic Strait
When I got home, it was still my dad's faint tone: Are you back?
I am so wronged, how can I have the heart to let an eight-or nine-year-old child go such a terrible way? I have been complaining.
The turning point happened that night.
On that day, I had to cross the path alone as usual. However, it began to rain, as if God wanted to play a joke on me. Jin Doudou? . I complain: even you play tricks on me? ! I'm miserable enough. Do you want to make me worse? After a burst of complaints, I set foot on the path. ? Hoo hoo? The wind seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and all the leaves are blown away? Whoosh The ring. The trees on both sides seem to be approaching me, sending out? Sasha vujacic voice, I am very alert: Who! ? I was thinking again: that's not a ghost, is it? Or a tree demon? The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and I started running like hell.
When I got home, my father came out to meet me: back? At this time, I saw my father's wet clothes, and saw the worthless leaves falling off his shoulders one by one? Jin Doudou? .
Ah, I understand everything! Originally, originally
That time, I found the deep fatherly love behind the tree! At that time, my world was full of flowers!