Life is hard, growth is painful, everyone grows, but the price of growth is huge for me, and whenever I find out that I am growing, he will give me a fright that I have never experienced before.
I grew up, my mother is old, and seeing my mother's gray hair is the saddest thing in my life, how I hope my mother will not be old, still love me as before, love me and not let me do this and that, and show the direction for my life. Growing up, the sky of childhood has become a beautiful memory, it is impossible to go back, how I hope that the laughter of childhood can echo in my ears again, with the passage of time, the figure of my mother is deep in my heart, and I have experienced too many ups and downs to get used to life and death. However, perhaps because those years were too affectionate for my mother's generation, or perhaps because it had become an irreversible past for me, I found that the road to growth was full of twists and turns, like snowflakes swaying in the cold wind, quietly changing me.
Standing under the willow tree, looking up at the sky, the green willow tree and the blue sky mingle, whenever I look up at the blue sky, the shadow of the willow tree comes into view, as if silently telling every step of the growth of the steadfastness and beauty, although the growth is ruthless but full of our love for it, this love for growth, like a bright light illuminates our generation after generation of study road, we bravely move forward, looking forward to the opportunity that can let us see the wider world, He will also bring us wonderful and unforgettable memories.
Growth is sweet, just like in life, we often face many unexpected scenery, these sudden changes, like a surprise in life, let us not be comfortable to think about the problems that plague us, on the road to growth we should cherish every moment, because every growth is a good memory.
In the process of growing up, there are both painful setbacks and beautiful gains, every pain has left a deep impression on us, let us learn to grow, and it has become an unforgettable experience in our lives, every time I think of those days, the corners of my mouth will unconsciously complete a smile arc, as if I have tasted the sweetness of life. Growing up is such a sweet experience.
Occasionally, a lonely bird would pass by in the sky, and they seemed so lonely and helpless under the vast canopy of the sky, like a lonely boat. In the process of growing up, we will also encounter lonely moments, but whenever I see that yellowed **, I will always be deeply attracted and enter endless thinking.
I love to listen to the stories of the old people when they were younger, and those stories are like traces of history, which make me feel the passage of time, and I have never heard in their mouths regret growing up, and they occasionally complain that if they had made different choices at the time, the outcome might have been different, but they have raised generations of children and grandchildren. Raise them one by one, watch them grow up, as if they are returning to their childhood, and experience those who have done it again, like a mother taking care of the flowers like a warm time, a smile will inadvertently appear on the face, the taste of growth, bitter and sweet, give us more unforgettable.
Let us cherish every fall and stand up, and feel the taste of every drop of sweat and tears with our hearts, it is like a mellow old wine, both bitter and sweet, but unforgettable.