At the age of sixteen, I have a stronger one.

For your dreams, are you still chasing as always? In the face of the dilemma at hand, are you still strong?
--Inscription

In the spring of the next year, the embroidered mouth of the spring breeze spits, and the green of the land is dyed. The seeds that yearn for the sun and rain dew have turned the soil on, and even if they get a broken blood, they will not hesitate. Tianbian Yan is back. Passing through the innocent sky, I couldn't help but bring my thoughts to the day of that year... I was sixteen years old that year.

I am a child of dandelion. That year, I was just a girl who was spoiled in my mother's arms, and of course I lived a carefree life. But that day, I pushed me to the bottomless abyss of life.

It was a windy afternoon, I was talking to Zhou Gong. But a powerful external force pushed me away. I was woken up. I screamed as I opened my eyes. The wind pushed me into the clouds, and saw that everything on the earth was getting smaller and smaller in my eyes. I madly yelled at my mother, but the wind pushed me farther and farther. My tears quickly flowed down, but they were dried up, leaving only a trace of salty salty, and my ears faintly heard the call of my mother's heartbreaking... I was doing unnecessary struggle, shallow, I Disappointed, but more is fear. What should I do if I leave my mother?

I am tired, tired... I open my eyes, but I find out... I am crazy and scared, and I strongly call "Mom, Mom"! There was no smoke around, and in the dark night where I couldn’t see my fingers, my tears fell down by drop. This drop is all on my heart. I only feel the bleakness of the night, and the burning tears flow in my face, arbitrarily flowing.

I cried, "This is not true! It is not true! I am dreaming, yes! I am dreaming!!" I did not hesitate to bite my hand, it hurts! ! The painful pain spread throughout the body. I rubbed my eyes hard and slowly opened, telling myself that "this is a dream, a dream..." But the eyes are open and the same darkness. I was completely disappointed. Although I already knew that this was the reality, I blinked again, even if I redden my eyes. Finally, I collapsed, looking up at the long night, shouting "How is this possible! How is it possible!!"

It turns out that this is really a reality, not a dream.

There is a white belly on the horizon, and only some morning dew or tears remain on the barren land. I am hungry and have no strength, and I am tempted to take it. Think of the greenhouse life that I used to live. A bitter tear... I am not a princess at home, but I have never encountered such a situation. The first time I left my mother, I couldn’t think of it...

Looking at the sky gradually blue, I fell into deep thought: the end of the earth, where is not my place? Even if it is not fertile soil. They come, the security. Suddenly thought of the mother's words. The more life you are, the more tolerant, the stronger you are, the more confident you are. On the road of life journey, it is reasonable to hold the obsession with dreams, love and face the difficulties of "indifferent" attitude.

I looked down and looked at this barren land at my feet...

But in a blink of an eye, I thought of them - from the bones, there was a strong person.

Rodriguez, who was an assassin, was sentenced to eighty-five years in prison. He had a disability because he had a hunger strike for 423 days. I wonder if this is a blessing or a curse, and he was thus exempted from prison for eighty-five years. He was released from prison, but when he "walked" out of the door, he faced people's spit and, more importantly, his physical disabilities. But he cheered up. In the 2019 round of the London Olympics, he won five gold medals and broke four world records.

There is also the Australian who is called Lectra. He suffered from a seal limb in his life - no limbs. He tried to commit suicide three times. But in the end he also survived strongly and now speaks around the world. He once said, "If you don't get a miracle, you will become a miracle!"

I looked up again and told myself that they had never recovered, but they were strong and eager for life, and they all became miracles. and I? What am I doing with this difficulty? It’s just a slap in the face. Moreover. I still have limbs and brains, I can still think, it is no different from ordinary people. Then, I should live strong! !

The sun did not rise because of my personal dilemma. In the face of the red sun, I stood up. I know that I am no longer the girl who can't stand the frustration. Because I am 16 years old, I have a strong, this is the strength from the bones! I know that in the future, because I am firmly rooted in this land, it will be a scene of vitality.

It seems that I really did it now.

I shouted at the sky:

Mom, I am sixteen years old, and I am a strong 16-year-old!

Then, from the depths of the mountains, the echo was "firm-strong-firm-strong..."

Mom, have you heard that?

Third day: Wen Hong