Let go of the heavy burden in your heart and make yourself more relaxed; Let go of the bad habit of arrogance and make yourself more modest: let go of all the bad memories in your heart and make the world a better place. Letting go is a challenge and also a kind of courage.

From birth to now, I don't know how many spring, summer, autumn and winter I have experienced, and I don't know how many times I have "let go" ... I will never forget each time.

I remember that it was late at night, and the bright moonlight was shining on the earth, like talking and laughing. Looking at her, I was sad, but I didn't complain, because it was all my own fault. Looking at the rows of lights in the opposite building and the unfinished homework on the desktop, I can't help sighing ... indeed, all this is caused by me alone. I want to make up for it and I can only struggle silently in the middle of the night. Finally put down the heavy pen and you're done! Raise those extremely tired eyes, suddenly stunned-it's almost the second day! Indeed, "being tired of playing with things" is the result of my hard struggle with the night and the lesson of my "flesh and blood"! This also made me gradually get rid of this bad habit. At this moment, I am sleepy in bed, but my consciousness is still awake-it is a beautiful dream to get rid of the bad habit of "playing with things and getting tired".

Letting go is a harvest.

Sunny, shining on the earth, but also shining on my brother's lovely little face, red, so cute. Holding his chubby little hand in vain, we came to our back garden-his "Little Paradise". I saw him running forward quickly, getting rid of my "big hand" and coming to the flowers and plants. He sat on the ground and pulled up the flowers and plants with his little hands as if they were treasures. At this time, I was intoxicated, perhaps he created this artistic conception. The sound of "card" interrupted my thoughts. I looked intently and saw that the wooden paper plane that I had thrown from the bedside in the morning was now sitting under his ass and split in two. At the moment when he broke my heart, a gust of wind blew and took away a burst of sadness. Just as I walked towards him angrily, an inexplicable force stopped me: I saw him pick up a slender piece of wood, gently roll the leaves flat, and carefully put them in a thick old book. This series of orderly movements shocked my heart. Really, it's like going back in time. In front of my eyes, I am presented with the immature and pure me, sitting on the ground and enjoying it. " Let go of your anger for a childlike innocence.

Putting down is another kind of warmth.

Letting go often makes the world a better place. Letting go is a challenge and also a kind of courage.