I don't know how I suddenly thought of this question, and then I remembered the reason why I cried for the first time in college. Now that I think about it, I was really weak at that time and couldn't stand a blow.
As we all know, three children in our family go to college together. My sister goes first, then my sister and finally me. Anyway, I cried because I was homesick and missed my parents. I believe many people will also cry because they are homesick. After all, I'm not used to leaving home for the first time. So I said, I'm only going to ask you once. Would any of you like to answer some of my questions? Later, I didn't expect someone to really answer me. I am very touched and grateful. I just want to ask them this question.
I remember when I left, my parents and sisters sent me to the station. When I was about to enter the station, I cried when I saw my sister crying. I didn't dare to look back at her when I entered the station because I was afraid I would cry. I forgot to secretly wipe my tears when I entered the station.
The first time I cried, I was in the middle of military training. On that day, the teacher told me what to apply for poverty. Everyone gave out two forms and then filled them out by themselves. At noon the next day, we went to the teacher's office, because a boy and I were in charge at that time, and we went to the Red Chamber to find the teacher. The teacher said that you should classify the application forms for me according to this standard.
Pass us a piece of paper with three words written on it: one, single-parent families, two, physically disabled families, and three, families with more children going to school.
When I saw it, I felt so sad. I missed the first prize, and the second prize will say goodbye to me.
Later, when we handed it over to the teacher in different classes, what the teacher said made me particularly impressed. She said that your class could produce a book called "The Poor World". The number of first-class places was quickly determined, because there were several single-parent families in the class, and it was a bit troublesome to get to the second class. There were no disabled people, only various family members were sick, and the teacher later asked me and the men to take care of them. I can't say anything. Anyway, I didn't say everyone knew, and then came to me. I said there are five people in my family and three college students, all freshmen. My parents are out-and-out farmers and have no fixed source of income. I haven't finished yet. The teacher knows.
When the second-class quota is finally decided, there are only two places left, which can only be third-class. The teacher directly said that XXX will give you one, and it is a person in charge. Later, I heard I was in a hurry. What should I do? After all, I really wanted to share some for my parents at that time, so whatever, I didn't take it to heart and panicked. Direct, what should I do, teacher? The teacher's face changed immediately and said to me, what's your hurry! The kind with a particularly disgusting expression, I felt hopeless at the time and scared me. I left. Tears came out when I left the red chamber and walked towards the dragon fruit. I called my mother. After the phone was connected, I heard my mother's voice. I began to cry regardless of the image. No matter what passers-by think of me, my mother is anxious and asks me why I am crying. After I told the whole story, my mother comforted me and said, it's okay, don't cry. She also told me in tears that mom knows you want to share some with your family, but you just need to study hard. If you have no money, I'll ask your father to call you. Besides, our family has plenty of money, so we don't cry to make others laugh. Later, my mother often said that our family had plenty of money. Although I know we are poor, I will still say that our family is rich, because the three of us are priceless, and we will earn money to support our family when we grow up.
Because I feel that I didn't share the burden for them, I feel very guilty and humiliated. Obviously, some students live in luxury, eat well, drink well, dress well and have a good time. Why do they all get scholarships? This is obviously difficult for them, but they just don't want to. Later, I learned that this is called reality, and unfairness is reflected in this way.
Later, when I learned that I was the third prize, the loser cried again, feeling that I had won. Even if they only have 2000 yuan, they are satisfied. That 2000 yuan is enough for my living expenses for the first year.
Now that I think about it, I think it was really like a newborn calf. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but dare to say and ask. And cute.
That's why I study so hard. I don't like shopping, I don't like playing, and I always stay in the library. I want to get a scholarship by my own efforts. I don't want to compete with others for scholarships because of family conditions, and I don't want to hand them over. Fortunately, I did it. When I got the scholarship, many people envied me and said that I was rich and I could buy whatever I wanted. Only I know the nervousness before each exam and the worry when checking the results. Anyway, thank yourself for trying so hard.
Several close friends chatted with me privately and asked me what questions. A close friend said that she forgot why she cried for the first time. I told her she didn't remember. After listening to this, you will know the character of this thing, heartless and not tired.
A boyfriend asked me a question, and I said, do you remember the first time you cried in college? He said you never cried. Later, when I think about boys, they are all normal and tough.
A friend asked me a question, and because I didn't go to college, I chose to work or be a soldier, so I changed the question. It is not easy to think of them, nor is it easy. I sympathize with them and pray for them that the road will be easier in the future.
Then I took the initiative to ask a boy who praised me. I said, did you cry in college, because I'm not sure if he did. What if people haven't cried? Wouldn't that be awkward? He said he cried, and it was my turn to be surprised, because I thought he was the kind of person who couldn't cry, and then I asked, well, actually my question is, do you remember why you cried for the first time in college? In fact, I feel very sad to see him reply to my answer. I cried when the school came out of the hospital and went downstairs to the dormitory. I am very sad, because I remember the time when I had surgery at school, which was particularly difficult. I also think he is crying not only because of the operation, but also for other reasons. I said I know. Thank you for your answers. He came back to me and cried not because of the pain, but because he felt that he could not go to the game. He was not wronged and cried during the operation. I felt very sad when I saw my mother crying for me. After reading it, I feel that maternal love is really selfless and great. I don't know how to answer him, just say, do I particularly love my mother at this time? If I had any dissatisfaction with my mother before, it must have vanished at that moment. He said it was really difficult not to go to the game. He tried his best this time, and there is no way to hurt the game again. As you must know, for an athlete, he can't run on the track and take part in the competition. What does this mean? Like a goose losing its wings and a fish out of water. And it is the best opportunity to participate in the competition ~ a high-level competition that can best prove myself, so I can understand that all previous efforts have been in vain, and I have to tell my teammates with a smile that you should participate in the competition and I will cheer for you.
Later, we chatted, more pitiful than anyone else. Only then did I find that in this realistic society, you are not the only one walking around. Many people have had such a difficult and bumpy experience, and it suddenly occurred to them that not all fish live in the same sea. Yes, we don't live and study in the same place. Of course, many things will not be so detailed, what you have experienced, what you have encountered, and what kind of thorny road you have taken. How many cold-eyed people have you met and how many ironies have you heard? Actually, we are all the same. On the way of growing up, we fell down, got up and continued on the road. In this process, we slowly carve ourselves until we polish a semi-finished product into a finished product, and then you are really invincible.
Please remember the reason why you cried for the first time, because it will be your source of motivation for a long time and will spur you to work hard to get what you want.
Finally, I want to give you a quote from Lu Sihao's "May someone accompany you to wander the world". Thank you for answering my question today, and there are many friends waiting for our next communication.
May you choose like a wise man, work like a fool, be as happy as an authority, feel a little touched, and finally treat, admit and accept your youth like a bystander.