Dream, I got it back.

Life is like the sea, I am just a small sailboat that is ordinary again. In the storm, I accidentally lost my way. Fortunately, the Polaris in the sky, I found the direction and found hope.

--Inscription

I still remember that when I was very young, I often secretly made a wish, a very simple wish, very ordinary. But that was just a seed planted in my tender mind. I never irrigated and fertilized.

Just entering this school, the energetic of me, facing the fiery sun, once again made a wish and set a goal. The seeds that lived in the depths of my heart unknowingly sent small buds... I am very hardworking to water it every day.

However, the good times are not long.

Faced with piles of annoying words, boring. After all, I couldn't stand the heart. I couldn't stand the temptation of the fresh and interesting life. I had to throw the small seeds that had already sprouted and let them go. Take a nap in class, chase after class, do not want to do it, use it, and do whatever you want. Life in the country is not as bad as I imagined, so hard, on the contrary, free and easy,

With my little cleverness, plus the temporary hugs, a few months of exams have been mixed up by me, the foundation of the country is good, so the results can be tested.

In this way, I think I am very smart. Gradually, my grades have fallen, and in a monthly exam, I have completely failed...

When I got home, my mother came back with a weary body.

Looking at my mother's messy black silk mixed with a few conspicuous silver wires, tired eyes squinting, the smile still has not receded. She spoke. "How is the test?"

Looking at her loving eyes, I quickly turned my eyes away, did not dare to face her, and could not bear to tell her the results. I don't want to let her down, but the facts can't change, I have tested it...

She seems to have seen my heart, did not blame me, just sighed and said to me meaningfully, "Your life is in your hands, depending on how you manipulate it. Children, don't Let yourself regret it!"

Child, don't let yourself regret it! ... Mom’s words have been echoing in my ears...

My nose was sour, and my eyes burst into tears...

Why, have I lost my dreams? So easy? Where did the young and energetic teenager go?

At that moment, I grew up. I shouldn’t let my mother feel sad again. At least, I want my mother to laugh happily and let my mother be proud of my daughter! So, I am no longer confused, put away the heart of playfulness, and injected my heart into the study.

The dream seedlings grow gradually in the warm sunshine. I look forward to the day when it will produce the most beautiful flowers and bear the sweetest fruit!

Mom, you are my sunshine! You are my Polaris!

Lianmei Middle School, second day: Xiaoye