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Life and death


A stream of streamer disappeared from my vision. The wind was mixed with a touch of gardenia, and the sun gradually sank. The moon creeped up quietly, and a moonlight sprinkled on the face. Born to death...

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I often hear people say that there is a beautiful and kind fairy scorpion in the moon palace. There is a laurel tree in the moon palace. I listened to this story. When I was not paying attention to my father and mother, I hid on the balcony and watched the sunset star, little me. Often curious, day, month, star, and Chen, what is it? night. Gradually deep, I got up and went back to the room.

Time quietly fled from my book, unconsciously, I went to the middle of the country, after the evening, I went back to the dormitory with my classmates. "Great! You can go home tomorrow!" "They said happily. I smiled and waited for tomorrow. I went home this day and found that there was no one in the family. I put down my schoolbag and walked to Yaling's house without thinking. I smiled. I didn't see her for a few years. I don't know how she is! Through the gardenia tree, my smile disappeared in front of her house. I, what I saw, it was white, there was no extra color, only white, I walked through the wreath, walked through the hall, through The door saw her, the original petite man, curled up in the corner, silently crying, tears falling from her cheeks, dripping on the smooth ground.

I quietly walked over to pat her back, she looked up, I looked at her, her eyes were so empty, so empty, she looked like I didn't seem to be me, "What should I do! Mom, she... "She slammed into my arms and kept crying until the tears could no longer take the pain. She paused a little. She stopped for a while, got up, slammed against the wall with a head, and I stunned. I ran over and helped her to hold her wounds with my hands. "I lost my father, I don't want to lose my mother anymore." I watched the blood flow from my fingers. I began to panic and asked people to send her. Going to the hospital for treatment, I looked at the blood in my hand. I didn't know how I got home. I came back and saw my mother wipe the blood from my hand. My heart was sour. I hugged my mother and started crying. I don't want to. Losing you! Even though I know that you will leave me someday, I don't want to lose you!

Please cherish your eyes!

Huang Zhongchu, Yongjia County, Wenzhou, Zhejiang: Liu Yumeng

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