Leave some happiness for yourself

The sun ran down the valley and disappeared: the moon was shy, with a beating heart, looking at the high-rise buildings at the bottom of the house, and the people who came and went, and rushed between the buildings. The days are repeated and repeated.

Add some fun to the boring, add some happiness, add some happiness to your happiness, and add some fun. On this day, I returned home as usual, after waving with my classmates. The home was dull and quiet. I realized that my parents were divorced. This is the expected "darkness." I can't cry, let alone cry. Although my parents divorced, I am still their child, I am still being spoiled and hurt. Although I am not happy. Wandering between them, making me tired and tired. But I want to make them feel at ease and peace of mind. I want to make myself happy and make them feel a little happy. What day is it on November 15th? "Child! Happy birthday!" Mom lit the candle and smiled at me. I saw a small cake on the table, flashing the candlelight of hope, and I returned to her with a smile. Sit down, I tasted the cake, I felt a sweetness, and I flashed a bit of bitterness. Is this a question of cake? At this time, I saw a tall figure at the door. It’s Dad! There was a satisfaction in my heart, a smile. "How can a child's birthday be less?" Dad put down the gift in his hand, "Happy Birthday to you!" I tasted another cake, it was sweet! Pure sweet, without a bit of bitterness. It turns out that happiness comes so fast, this is the taste of happiness! There was a tear in my eyes, warm and sweet. The word "happiness" makes me feel familiar and makes me feel strange. Happiness needs to be active and needs to be shared. It was overcast, I carried my schoolbag and ran to the direction of the school. But the speed of the footsteps can't keep up with God's face, and it turns out that the change will change, and the rain will "slap down". "This damn ghost weather!" I muttered in a low voice. When I arrived at the classroom, I became a "falling chicken." I rubbed it with paper, looked up, and saw my mother looking at me with concern, holding clothes and an umbrella in my hand. "Come, change it quickly, don't catch a cold, umbrella for you, go home early at night. And..." "Mom, I know, you go back soon! We have to read it early." I took my mother's hand. Something, a warm current flowed out from the bottom of my heart, at this time I am the happiest in the world! I like her jealousy, his cumbersome, because I know that she is worried about me and caring about me. Dad is an expert in my heart, my confidant and caring person; my mother is the instructor of my life, working for me. At this moment, I finally understand that the breakdown between them does not mean my misfortune. I have the most sincere and beautiful love in the world! It turns out that happiness doesn't have to be owned, shared, and left a little enough for yourself. Family-Father and mother i love you! Dad, Mom, I love you! Last one next? return

Sichuan Guangyuan Dongba Dongcheng Experimental Middle School Third Day: Li Jingjing