Rough experienced, see this life youth

Rough experienced, see this life youth

Time is like water. I always look at the moon and feel it. I sigh for a lifetime of youth and nothing has been achieved so far. His heart is clear, or someone is pitiful, however, it is useless in the world, not beneficial to relatives and friends, my heart is ashamed and can’t complain. In the year of biography, my mother gave birth to me in the cold winter, which was a scene of integrity and desolation. The rain and snow outside the window were falling, the trees withered, and the eyes were desolate. My father heard that I was a woman and gave birth to a heart of abandonment. Moreover, I cried so much that I couldn’t make it safe. Only my parents held me in their arms, so that they could stop crying. Milk Wen Wu is a woman, sigh but don’t come to see. Aunt Wen Wu is a woman, and she brought the buyer to my house to sell it to others. Fortunately, my second aunt loved me so much that she could not bear to send me to others when she saw me as a baby. I stopped my parents and elder sister-in-law, and finally failed to pay me to those who came. Today, I still feel the kindness of my second aunt, saving me from buying and selling, so that I can grow up under my parents from childhood. The home with high walls and wealth, though, can be eaten in the delicacies of mountains and seas, and can be taken by Mercedes-Benz Pegasus. But it is not my wish! My family was poor, and I often picked up my sister’s clothes when I was young. When I went to middle school, my sister married, I got a new dress. At that time, I was delighted and mad, and could not bear to wear it for many days. Today, I remember that year, flashy is no more than a dream, and poverty is also safe. I was three years old and could remember things. My parents were too busy to take care of them, and my clothes were dirty and messy to take care. My elder sister taught me to wash clothes by the water. In those years, I was young but didn’t know how to do it. My three-year-old and three-month-old mother gave birth to my younger brother, and my father was too happy to support. When I think about the past, my father treats my brother with extreme affection because of my coldness. His traditional heart of asking for heir is true and cut. I have no hatred at all. When my younger brother was young, my father often took him to play. I wanted to go all the time. My mother stopped and refused. I cried against the door, and my mother fell down to me with anger. When my brother was young, one day, my father took me out. There are many stone tablets in the same place. You can see a large tomb beside the temple gate. Father said, it is the grave of ancestors. My ancestor, the minister of Qing Dynasty, went north and passed my hometown. Seeing the beautiful scenery and easy to live in, he settled down and built a house and married Zhang. When I was young, I often went to my neighbor’s house to play cards with my milk. Friends of milk, such as Cai and Chen, all took good care of me. However, the time has gone, I really miss it! On festivals, the walls are broken. When you see things are different, your heart is hard to hold and you cry. Where are his years of love and the care of his elders? The sky is silent, and the stars are Robb. Life is just a lamp. When it is over, the light goes out and people go. My eleven years old, lunar January, my grandma passed away, July, my milk is not. I was sent to the graveyard in my filial piety, and I couldn’t bear to cry! At the end of the year, I often wipe the image of Fu Ye’s milk. I can’t say how sad I am! My mother was always worried about my illness since I was young, thin and not through wind and rain. A few years old, life is lost! Middle School, near the college entrance examination, I was ill for more than April. My father often took me to see a doctor and accompanied me for five or six hours every night, waiting for the liquid medicine to enter my body. One day, my father was on the side, sleepy and wanted to sleep. I saw his exhaustion and persuaded him to rest. My father shook his spirit and kept it until late at night. My mother slept with me, and I sweated more and more. It was cold and hard to be proud, so was my mother. Today, I am twenty and five, as my mother always says, it is really not easy for me to grow up! The love of the world is only the kindness of parents, the difficulty of the world, and the difficulty of raising children! I grew up with my parents, a blessing! I have been fond of books since childhood, especially ancient Chinese. However, the father called poetry books as idle books, which prevented them from reading. Every time I went to my uncle’s home to search for books, I found them and collected them under the pillow, appreciating them in the orchard. Today, the orchard is abandoned without existence, and the joy of sleeping with books in the past is gone and gone. I cherish it, pity it, the joy of my childhood is in poetry and books. I used to read “A Dream of Red Mansions” late at night, but I couldn’t sleep at night. My father woke up at night and saw that there was light in my room. Knowing that I hadn’t slept, he urged me several times. I am worried, afraid of my father’s anger, and I like books and can’t sleep, why? Take things to block the window of my room! Continue reading Dawn, sleep with books. I am happy and quiet since I was young, and I always keep myself in the room, which is extremely prosperous and noisy. By the spring festival, I was most disgusted with firecrackers everywhere, which scared my soul and disturbed my heart. My younger brother was happy to play outside my door and set off firecrackers to disturb the peace. I was so anxious that I cried and sued my father. My father began to feel the importance of the matter and denounced my brother for playing somewhere else. I don’t like to see in the public, and I often stay alone and leisurely between the heaven and earth, because of the people in the book, I am happy or hurt. I most recall that year when I was lying on the top of the orchard hut, looking at the sky alone, watching white clouds floating and the blue sky. I was sleepy in reading and fell asleep. I woke up and glanced around. In the wilderness, I felt the vastness of the world and the magnificence of the world. (I love ancient prose, pretend to write this article, remember the trivial things of my childhood, express all feelings of life, to comfort my heart.) Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. 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