It seems to be a bright, simple and sunny day. When I was smiling at someone with a sunny face, A suddenly messed up my hair and told me that you are a crazy child. Why can't you always laugh? Right, right, because laughing more won't make you age too fast. I looked up and said to him with a smile. Then I turned around and the smile on my face collapsed. It seems to be a very tired and loose wall, and one day it suddenly fell down without hesitation or persistence.

Why can't you laugh all the time? Why can't you keep laughing!

Just because I don't laugh, I'm afraid I won't know what kind of expression to face the world with. Because if I don't laugh, I'm afraid I'll be so sad that I want to cry. Because if I don't laugh, I will remember that I live very tired every day! This kind of thinking logic feels strange. But I can say loudly, I am a Pisces, I have a dual personality, and my ideas are all very strange. Why do you care so much … Just facing these two terrible numbers of mathematics or physics, it's not a "I am a Pisces" that can be prevaricated.

So I said that I live very tired every day!

In fact, I didn't do anything all day and didn't study much. As soon as I picked up the math and physics textbook, my brain went on strike first. I feel my mind is blank, and then I stare at the textbook for hours without reading anything. I still don't understand what increasing function is, what is the subtraction function, and what is the difference between gas volume and gas-Humer volume! I will refuse to think about this kind of problem, waste time, and go to see the novels of Jing M. Guo and Han Han. Then afterwards, a person regrets to death, secretly blames himself and says, how can I do this … and then makes up his mind to study hard and make progress every day. It's just that I'm still reading novels until I die next weekend.

So sad!

Sometimes I feel like a real hypocrite. I hate being alone, but I will greet you with a smile. I'm glad to meet you. I'm really sorry. I even told everyone that a girl in our class was too arrogant in class. What the teacher said above, she replied below, I really hate her, which is not all true. In fact, I only envy her flamboyant personality and her courage, and I envy her for daring to directly put forward what she doesn't understand in class. In fact, I was really not disturbed by her in class, because most of the time I didn't listen carefully, either distracted, reading novels, or discussing with my deskmate with new books. Teacher XXX's clothes today are ugly with these pants, etc ... It's just that there are only two words left for a student to achieve my level.

I feel sad when I think about it here. Why can't I pick up my textbook and study until I'm old? I'd rather be a nerd than make my parents sad. But why am I like this?

I cried and sighed, but I felt lonely and tired when I picked up the textbook. Then I felt that I was really hopeless.

Sometimes I think of a little girl who is so good and so good. A few years ago, she smiled innocently, without fatigue or hypocrisy. Finally, I can't believe it's me. Why when the torrent of time swept me forward, what was left was the most precious thing? Why do some people say that she thinks I am so happy every day when I smirk?

She doesn't know that I keep laughing because I'm really tired. I am too tired to explain, but she thinks I am happy, just like a carefree child.

B once said that she thought I was laughing all day and didn't care about anything, which made her envious. I won't be so lonely!

In fact, she was wrong, because I was the one who was most afraid of loneliness, so I pretended not to care about anything. I often ride a bike alone, because I'm afraid I'll be too happy if someone accompanies me every day. Will God be jealous and make me feel lonely? For some time, I have been left out in the cold, pretending that nothing happened, but several people were laughing together, and I was the only one who laughed silently and was at a loss, so that I now have many friends, C, T, Huahua, Piaohua, Duane ... but I dare not be too happy. I am so afraid that one day I will really be forgotten, and no one knows how lonely I am.

I just keep smiling.

But one day B suddenly left, and I squinted at her blankly. She doesn't even know that when I look up at that bright white cloud, my tears will suddenly want to fall. I also told her in such a firm tone that you can rest assured that I won't miss you.

However, one day, when we stand face to face and just say hello to each other, I will be really sad. I will be very sad.

I am a coward. I am afraid of forgetting, loneliness, study and life, so I will smile, smile and smile until I die.

Until one day, even loneliness began to say tired.

Then I'll say, honey, me too. ...

(PS: I just think it's very good and worth seeing, and there are the following)

It's also a kind of life.

At this time, the bus just pulled into the station, and I got on the bus with the crowd. After I sat down, my mind was full of puppies, and my heart was very unpleasant. How does it spend tonight? Will it freeze to death? Will someone kill you and eat meat? Thought of here, I feel a pain in my heart. No, since it happened, we must take care of it. Although I have no conditions to raise it, I can help it find a good home. I have relatives who live in the suburbs. Give them. Thinking of this, as soon as the bus arrived at the station, I got off and sat back in the opposite direction. By the time I arrived, the puppy was gone! The old newspaper seller was closing the stall, and I went forward to ask. The old man told me that his wife came to help him collect the stall just now, and when she saw that the puppy had not been claimed, she moved with compassion and took it home. The old man said that it was at least a life!

I am relieved that the puppy has a home. The kind old couple were lucky enough to take it in. "At least a life!" How well you speak! Simple words contain a kind heart. A stray puppy reflects the advantages and disadvantages of human nature and good and evil.

Keeping pets has become a fashion. Before deciding to stay, you must think about whether you have enough love and patience, and whether you can persevere. It is as flesh and blood as we are, and its owner's indifference after three minutes of blood makes them helpless and helpless. As the name implies, pets should be your favorite animals, and should not be abandoned on a whim.

I still remember Bai Juyi's famous poem: "People who live in groups are as thin as flesh and blood!" Let's review this poem together!

Once ideal

Everyone should have ideals, and only those with ideals can make progress.

I sleep with my ideal every day and wake up with it. I accompany the moon into the ideal ocean every day, boundless. I struggle for my ideal with the rising of the sun. That used to be an ideal, but now it has become a traveler. I have come such a long way in my life. I have given up my ideal several times. Every road is accompanied by me, and every road has left many traces, but those traces will come to an abrupt end at the next intersection. And there will be a new beginning at the next intersection. At every intersection, you will see the back of your hasty departure, so it is too late to say goodbye. Every intersection will have a new footprint. After the wind and rain on the road, I will faint at the next intersection. My friend asked me what my ideal was, but I didn't know how to say it. I just whispered that I haven't. Actually, I don't know what my ideal is. Just blindly pursuing and giving up, I don't know how many times I gave up. I think a lot of ideals, and sometimes I give up because it is unrealistic at the moment. My ideal is like a trip. I don't care about the destination, only the scenery. Maybe I'm not lonely during the trip, but I haven't made any progress.

Only when there is an ideal can there be distance, and only when there is the courage to struggle for goals and ideals. People with ideals have sharp eyes because they are full of optimism and hope. Even if you encounter more dangers and difficulties, you will struggle to climb and create your own ideals. Without an ideal person, the eyes are dry. Confused people can only become puppets of others, can only do nothing, can only escape from reality, and do not know how to face it.

Where there is an ideal, the sun always rises, and where there is an ideal, the moon is always hazy.

Ideals are difficult and dangerous. When they encounter great difficulties, if they want to fight for them, they will not choose to give up. Even in the mist of dust, I will think of the beautiful wind and sunshine waking up in the sky. Even in a closed corner, the soul will gallop on the vast grassland.

Because you have an ideal, you won't trip over the stone in front of you, but you will seize your ideal and find your own way.

What is the ideal? I understand now that ideal is the direction of progress, creating new hopes and miracles for my future.

I won't be so confused anymore. Now I want to find my ideal, find my new way and fight for it.

This is very boring.

Wutongye

It's sunny.

Looking for information in books, the child found a dusty notebook with nothing but a razor blade in it.

When the child was two years old, he was sent to his grandmother's house in the country, and her grandmother had a small tail. One day, the child told grandma that grandma's hands were like planing leaves, and grandma smiled. Mom sometimes comes to see the children and brings some fruit candy. Children are very sensible and cherish everything in front of them. So grandma will always give her sweet love with her children in her arms. As the days go by, children have long been used to sleeping with that unpleasant song and stroking their heads with those big, unsmooth or even rough hands.

On the child's sixth birthday, mom and dad came. Dad said that the child has grown up and it's time to go to school. The child doesn't want to, because he doesn't want to leave his grandmother and lose her love for him. So, grandma raised her hand like a plane leaf and spanked the child once and for all. The child cried, crying very sadly. The next day, the child left with his parents. He sat in the back seat of the car and stubbornly refused to return. It was windy that day, and the child got sand in his eyes.

The child is obedient and studies hard. Gradually, the children get used to the night when they fall asleep without the ugly singing and the big hands like buttonwood leaves.

After entering primary school, children know from books that people will die. So the child begged his father to buy him a bike. The child quickly learned to ride a bike, and within a month he was able to ride a bike skillfully. Every Sunday, the children will ride to their grandma's house in the countryside to show her the perfect test paper. Grandma will bring him tofu milk from the kitchen with a smile.

Another Sunday, the child returned to his grandmother's house in the country as usual, and saw his younger brother coming, but his face was somewhat sad. His brother said, "Grandma died, and she asked me to give you this bean curd." The child didn't cry, but took the tofu milk, which contained ten pieces. He stuck his head out of the window and a leaf fell. The child picked it up and put it in his notebook.

On this day, the child went to the street and bought a bottle of tofu milk, which was exactly ten yuan.

Eating and eating, the child cried.