The sadness of a small fire in Huaping is born, and the same sad thing happens twice, and I can t be

Haha, like me, it's a mistake that I like, I got my first job at the beginning of the year, and I make small mistakes every day, but my boss and colleagues are very good, they don't blame me every time, let me pay attention next time. I would make mistakes about the same thing all the time, and then I felt embarrassed to ask someone else to help me deal with it. Even now I'm slowly learning to be careful and believe in myself.

How big is it, can't you bear it?

Real life is often very different from television. According to you, it depends on whether you, a girl, have a favorite object of her own. If there is not much hope for you, then you can only be her lifelong troubler.

If not, you have to be prepared to fight a long battle, and then you can only say that you can succeed.

If it's the first time I've seen him get angry, it means that he's probably been angry for a long time. Go talk to him and see what the problem is. If what he says is impulsive, please don't take it to heart, because men have this temper somewhat, forgive him, and give him another chance.

Wishing you happiness.

It's easy to reconcile when both parties calm down...It is recommended that you take a deep breath and think about the downsides of being angry! I won't want to lose my temper anymore hahehe...

Men don't get angry easily, and the bigger the fire, the more deeply they love you

Do you have a confidant? Do you have any friends with whom you can share your sadness?You can talk to them that you might feel a lot easier.

There are many unsatisfactory things in life, we must learn to face them, and I personally think that facing them is a good solution! Talking to others can only relieve yourself, and it is not of much use. At most, you lie to yourself.

Friends learn to face it for themselves! TO: Happy you!

？？？I need to write it myself.

Don't you have something to be sad about?

It might be better to write it out.

One thing that saddens me.

We all have some sad things, and one of the things that makes me sad and unforgettable is ......

On this day, the teacher said that we should review and prepare for the first unit of the Chinese test, and I was proud and complacent that I could get good results without review. When it came to the second day of the test, I took out the stationery for the exam in a hurry, and the teacher sent the test paper down for us to do. It was easy at first, but by the time I did the reading questions that followed, the difficulty gradually increased.

I was hesitant to even answer one of the questions, not knowing which answer would be. Due to the uncertain relationship of too many questions, I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely, and even started to get a little irritable.

Jingle bell "The bell rang after class, and I still had one question to finish, but because the teacher asked us to hand in the paper on time, I had no choice but to hand in the test paper." After a week, the teacher sent the test paper down, and I was so nervous that I almost jumped up when I saw the test paper, and guess what? I only scored 84 points.

I was disappointed, and I felt "cloudy and rainy". I estimate that all have at least 88 points or more, and as a result, alas, ......What the hell am I wrong**? I thought.

When I got home, I showed my mother this test paper, and to my surprise, my mother did not scold me, but said to me seriously: "It doesn't matter if you get a low score this time, but the main thing is to find out why you will be so bad in the exam this time, and only by finding out the reasons and learning lessons can you make progress next time." ”

I am very sad that I regretted this exam because of my self-righteousness and neglect to revise. My mother's comfort made me ashamed, and it made me unforgettable, and at the same time, it also made me understand that "full of losses, humble benefits".

Drip-drip-da-da!

I always like to be alone and listen to the cold, merciless, never-ending ticking of the pendulum. The melody of life ripples in the silent room, and solitude is also a pleasure, but not entirely because of it, but more importantly, it can hold a lot of good memories.

When I was a child, I liked to cry, and those tears could gather my father's attention every time. I also like to fly kites, and these two preferences are closely linked. When I cried, my father first coaxed me, and then took me out with a kite to fly it.

It's not interesting to fly a kite alone, I think I don't know what happiness is like until my father runs under the vast sky with my little hand. Even though he fell every time, he still laughed constantly.

I like the kind of free flying, and I also like the kind of "very influential" crying. I often think that the happiest years are when they are young. However, this happiness did not last long, like a kite, urged by the wind, it fell into the sea of clouds.

A kite with a broken string will only provoke another round of crying.

The clock is ticking, and the rushing melody is suffocatingly fast. In the blink of an eye, I'm going to school, in the days when the kite string is broken. The river of time washed me to the other side, and I saw that everyone seemed to be looking for something in this stream, just as I was looking for the kite.

After that, my father never took me to fly a kite because I was older. My father always said that he was very busy, and when he was a child, he took me there because he was afraid that I would cry, and now that I have grown up, there is no need for it.

Why? Do you have to be a child to get the pain of an adult? A clear liquid comes out of the eye ......He will only cry quietly, and he will not open his mouth wide to make a "wow-wow" sound like when he was a child. I don't want to grow up, but what can I do?

So, I began to recall the scenes of flying kites as a child, and along with my memories of the clock that tirelessly moved forward.

The pendulum ticks, each ticking to mark the shortening of life by a second, the passing of the moment that nature has given us in each of our lives. I don't want to grow up, not only because I don't want to experience birth, old age, sickness and death, but also because I am attached to and hope to stay in the ...... of childhood forever

I don't want to grow up, and an inexplicable sadness and sorrow turn into tears and draw tear stains on my face, accompanied by a clock that hurts people's hearts with its gloom.

Time: Fugong Emperor Jiagao, Huang Dian, and the top couplet were pushed back by two years. I read Laura Richard's "Finding the Clock" in the library, and I pondered for a long time, tears falling down the page: "Time always passes, and since we can't make it stay somewhere, please find ways to fill your life with something new and vibrant, so that maybe your memories will be more exciting."

To this day, I still like to listen to the pendulum alone. It's cold and unforgiving, but it brings some good memories. Occasionally, tears are shed, and there is a cold sound of reproach.