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Flower season and rainy season


Flower season and rainy season

Cui Wenbin, a class of 9th grade, Liuqiao Middle School, Hubin Town, Boxing County

Life is a day of continuous efforts and harvest, and it is a process of exhausting all efforts and struggling. And the one that ignores the consequences is called youth.

We are walking on the path of youth.

--Inscription

1. The sky is dark, I am also stunned.

Mom and Dad are not at home. There is only one person left in the big room.

It has been gray, and I have not seen the sun for several days. The original blue sky was still a piece of black pressure, like a person's angry face, without a little smile.

This kind of weather, just like my mood, is dull and lifeless. My original blank brain is now packed with all kinds of chaotic thoughts. In the vast sea of ​​people, I can't accurately locate myself, and I can't find my final destination. I study stress and interpersonal relationships. Cold made me feel at a loss, and I was caught off guard by the failure of the test. I started to want to escape and want to give up.

Open the window that had been closed for a long time, the cold and cold air quickly surrounded me, and violently took the temperature of my body, completely ignoring my hands and heart.

Second, the rain, the rain

I gently closed the window to isolate myself from the outside world and didn't want to touch anything other than home.

Get up and pour a glass of boiled water. My fingers clasped the glass, staring at the water vapor and slowly rising, eventually disappearing into my sight, no longer exist, my heart can not help but be full of embarrassment.

I don't know when it rained outside. The rain is intertwined and slanted, washing the outside of everything. Soon, the rain accumulated on the uneven ground into a small marsh. The raindrops have landed, causing a burst of ripples, and the water waves spread outwards, forming a concentric circle.

The rain is getting heavier. The drip of rain screamed at my heart. Suddenly, there is a voice ringing in my ear: Don't kneel in the corner, you have to learn to accept, learn to let go, learn to integrate yourself into the rain...

The sound was getting louder and louder, and this inexplicable desire became stronger and stronger. Eventually I decided - I am going to rain!

Three rains

So, I removed all the unnecessary bags and unloaded the bag, threw away the name of the child, removed the thick myopia glasses on the bridge of the nose, pushed the door open, and slammed into the rain.

The raindrops wet my clothes and my body, and a cold that I had never had before fell into my heart. I ran in desperation in the rain, letting the wind blow through my body. My dry heart was slowly weeped and turned into a fertile soil.

I re-spread a small hope seed, expecting it to blossom as soon as possible, and prop up a world alone.

I finally understand that there are always many things on the road to growth that make us feel helpless or helpless. In fact, just because the burden we carry is too heavy, we put too much psychological pressure on ourselves, so that we have too much scruples or too many Things can't be cut off, it creates the pain of our day.

In the rain, I am still running forward with all my strength. I don't know if it is a drop of rain or a drop of sweat, or a tear, falling from my face. With the sound of its falling water, I finally relieved.

postscript:

Strong, not in the face of sorrow and difficulties, not a tear, but after drying your tears, you can smile again and face the future life. What we can do is only to let go.

If growth is a taste, I think it looks like a cup of clear water, and it has a mellow taste in bitterness. Feeling bitter or sweet, the key is how you choose, can you relieve the bitterness.

Third day: Cui Wenbin

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