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Fairness of fate


Place the fate of the fair <br /> Author: Spike language Hin fate love to joke with me, but I eventually found, it is actually fair.
When I was in the fifth grade, I learned to cook. I liked to cook rice in front of my mother after cooking. Even though my mother refused, I insisted and unreasonably defended: "The teacher said, will cook. It’s a good boy! And it’s going to make people smart when they smell the rice!” Mom smiled helplessly every time, I was proud.
I haven't enjoyed the fun of cooking yet, but one thing has happened and it has caused me trauma. When I was busy, my parents went out to work very early. Only my brother and I were at home. One morning, I came to the kitchen to prepare for cooking. I saw a large pot of water on the coal stove. I thought about getting it down smoothly. I didn’t expect it to be too heavy. The whole water washed my legs like a waterfall. I suddenly got scared. After a while, I reacted, and then I cried heartily. The neighbors heard the cry and rushed over and looked at my red legs. I rushed to find my mother. The doctor next door immediately applied it to me with ice cubes and prepared anti-inflammatory needle water. I was scared for the first time. I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to dance with my friends in the future. It was my favorite activity.
My mother rushed home, screaming at my legs, and sighed softly: "Call you not to do it, stay at home, you can't let it!" I turned my head down and didn't dare to speak, my first time. I was so anxious to see my mother. Fortunately, the water has not been opened yet. I am not very hot. The doctor said that it will be good after a week. My mother asked me for a vacation for my teacher. I was holding a needle at home. At first I felt that my legs were hot and burning, and I slowly felt my heartache, and my tears could not help but flow out. In order to distract my attention, my mother took out my Olympiad book and said to me, "Look at the book, it will not hurt so much!" Since I won’t get the prize in the last competition, I threw it. On one side, I didn't pay attention to it. Since my mother said this, I took the book and watched it quietly.
The Olympiad question is very flexible, and it has to be turned into many bends, so I have to think about those problems very carefully. The attention is slowly transferred to the book, and I feel that I am not so painful, so that my mother helps me to apply alpine tea oil and help me with the potion. I tickle, I didn't pay much attention to it. After a week of suffering, I regained confidence in mathematics. After returning to school, the care of my teachers and classmates made me feel warm. Although I have missed many classes, my math scores have not dropped, and I have got full marks in the next few exams and have always maintained my mathematical advantage. Looking at the hook on the test paper, I cried happily and gently touched the scar on my leg. I silently thanked it for igniting my fighting spirit.
In the first year of the middle school, my parents went to the kiln to ship. On the way back, a locomotive lost control and bumped into my dad's car. The driver was seriously injured. Although this is not my father's mistake, but because it is a township, the line planning is not standard. There is no monitor, and Dad has to take responsibility. At that time, I was anxiously waiting for my parents to come back at home, but I received a quick call. My mother asked me to call my neighbor to listen to the phone. I overheard their conversation and was frightened. Traffic accidents meant losing a lot of money. What should parents do, the more I want to be afraid. My parents came back late at night with a tired body. I saw their red eyes across the gap of the curtains, worried.

In those days, parents have to go around, see the wounded, go to the police station, borrow money from relatives, and the business at home is not taken care of. My mother told me to go home after school to look at the goods in the shop. If you are unfamiliar, don't pay the bill to him. Don't know if the price is not to be sold. In order to sell a little more, I took a small book, wrote down the price of the goods, took it out when I was in class, and watched it once before opening the store. I remembered it again before going to bed, and remembered it in a few days. However, it is easy to remember that the price is difficult to remember. The uncles and aunts are almost the same, but it is not easy to remember. I tried to identify them from their hairstyles, their clothes, the style of the locomotive, and the sound of their voices. Soon, I can recognize them on the road and politely say hello to them. They all praise me for being sensible. I often come to my store to buy things later.
After a while, my memory is getting better and better, my identification ability is getting stronger and stronger, and I am more calm and calm in front of adults. After the parents finished the matter, told me to go to the uncle's house to play. There is a large factory near the uncle's house. I mainly do clothing business. I ran there when I was fine. Once I saw the announcement of the assistants there, I confidently went to the manager's office for an interview. She smiled and touched me. Head, said: "You are still small, can't do this live!" I said aloud: "I can! You give me two days to try, if not, then drive me!" The manager can't help me, barely promised to come down . The next day, I attended the factory meeting with the manager, quickly recorded the important content, and carefully read the customer's information, and completed the task assigned to me. I was grateful to hear the manager’s compliment to me and remembered that the flight was a disaster. It brought a lot of harm to my family, but it gave me the opportunity to exercise. Without it, I was just a child who was ignorant and ignorant.
When I was in the college entrance examination, I was overwhelmed and fell into the bottom. I was disheartened. I heard that the students around me had achieved quite good results. I sadly ripped off the telephone line and cried in the room for more than two hours. I was so sad and helpless. Parents used my warm hands to save me from despair, encourage me, support me.
I wiped away the tears in trepidation, spit all my sorrow on the plaid, confided my bleakness with black ink, shook my mood with unscrupulous fonts, and then fixed it on the document with the keyboard, stuffed it into it. Submission mailbox. Unexpectedly, my article was published in the newspaper two days later. My interpretation of the college entrance examination and the analysis of the examinee's heart were approved by the editor. She also sent me an email to cheer me up. At that time, I saw a glimmer of light in the unfathomable well, shaking and stepping up step by step along the well wall.
Through the understanding of life and the practice of language expression, my composition level has been greatly improved. I am keen on mathematics and unintentionally writing. I have a keen interest in writing. I was encouraged by the fact that I read my articles several times in the newspaper. A month later, I received the draft bill, and I was excited to take a few copies and put it in my notebook to let it spread. Indeed, the failure of the college entrance examination made me miss a lot of opportunities, but let me discover another highlight of myself.
Although I am constantly frustrated in my life, I am convinced that fate is fair. Its fairness is that when it ruthlessly strikes a person, it quietly completes him on the other side.

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