mirror

Everyone has a mirror, because I have to pay attention to my manners, but I have a unique mirror. She can not only reflect my appearance, but also reflect the truest self.

Life in the country is not as smooth as imagined in the summer. Everyone has never met. Everything is so strange. I suddenly found out that I was locked up in a small space. It was very dark and very cold. Only I was curled up alone. In the corner, it shivered, the door was not locked, but I was afraid to take a step forward, even if it was only a small step. Looking at other people's happiness, I seem to see, that heart is so eager for friendship, but not dare to move forward.

Time is fading away, but I am afraid that I am still afraid to move. I watched others squadrons. I just had to stop and I hated my embarrassment, but I kept being stunned by him and could not move. No matter what I do, I have only one person. I have printed my solitary shadow on the glass window, and I also showed the bloody, crying heart.

Until one day, she slammed my door and quietly pushed it away.

Because of an opportunity, both me and her became Chinese language representatives. That's it. We gradually became familiar and began to become good friends. When I was scared, she would gently hold my hand and draw in the palm of my hand. What, when my nervousness and anxiety are on her clear eyes, everything is gone. Her smile, like the sun, illuminates the small room, giving me the courage and strength to move with me, step by step, to the front door, and the trembling hand grips the doorknob with difficulty. The determination does not seem to be big enough. The hand on the doorknob is hesitating, want, open? In the sunshine, my heart was unconsciously coming to my eyes.

She looked at me slyly, and then she took out a small mirror in the middle of her bag, let me see my appearance. In fact, she wanted me to see my heart. I pushed the mirror away, just looking at her, staring at her quietly, I saw, the confident self in her pupil, I took a deep breath, pushed the door open, closed my eyes, Be prepared mentally, slowly and slowly, I opened my eyes and found that the outside world is so beautiful, not as terrible as I imagined. She looked at my efforts and smiled gratifiedly. I looked at her like I looked at the real self. I found that the real self did not leave me, she was always by my side, but I blinded my eyes and blindly avoided her. I now realize how exactly I am thinking about what I am thinking. I sincerely said thank you to her, but because of the busy ringtone, I don't know, she heard no.

I will never forget her name, because she lit me up, it was her, let me realize my truest ideas, let me see the true self.

The second day: the bitterness of the ground