Sun-filled memory

Living like a cup of tea contains bitterness and suffering, but if you carefully taste it, you will find it sweet and sweet. There is a saying that is good: "The sun is always after the storm."

Please let us go into the wind and rain to taste this sunny memory!

I remember that the memories of the sun are floating in the sound of the piano...

On this day, the leaves outside the window were yellow, and the cold wind wrapped around the dead leaves and danced in the air. My thoughts were also disrupted in this cold wind.

I seem to be playing the piano, but I have already become restless by the failure of the monthly math. I am afraid that I have no face to face the accusations of my parents. I am even more sorry for the early greed of this month. But the overall situation has been fixed, I can only bite the top of my scalp.

Just then, a winged butterfly in front of the window attracted me. I watched it quietly in front of the window. The injured butterfly was alone on the flower stalk. He used the tiny legs to support the body that was about to be blown away by the wind. It may be too tired, it can't hold it after a strong wind! It was swept up by the wind! I am very anxious and want to reach out and catch it. But at this time a miracle happened, and it flew with wings to challenge the wind. The wind was getting more and more anxious, the yellow leaves hit it, and it was impossible to see it. Suddenly the wind stopped, and it fell on the stem with fatigue. Maybe it is not willing to be hit by fate, it

Constantly swinging the wings and flying again. Despite its fall and fall, it has finally completed the sublimation of life after tireless efforts.

At this time, the sun returned to the earth again. This tenacious life was gone with the dark clouds... It explained the meaning of life with struggle.

I am suddenly open. The clouds in the heart of the gathering are also scattered by the sun dish! I picked up the piano again and tried hard to practice. Two weeks after

I have my strong eyes on the desk. I don’t care about my dreams, day and night. It’s not too late to work hard now, because the autumn colors on the road are just right, the sun is shining in the sky!

I believe that I will taste the sweet taste of life! The sunshine of the middle school will still stay in my good memory! No matter how tired and tired, I firmly believe that "sunshine is always after the storm!"

The second day: Dongguan