An essay on the topic of Unforgettable Eyes of Trust .

Trust is an important thing for people to get along with. Trust can bring strength to people. Trust often creates beautiful things.

Generally speaking, boys have a soft spot for science, and I, from elementary school until now, have always been very fond of liberal arts. I remember that at the beginning of the first year of junior high school, whenever I encountered Chinese and history classes, I listened very carefully, and my grades were naturally not bad. However, the good times did not last long, and my grades kept regressing, and by the second year of junior high school, I had dropped from about 100 to more than 200.

Perhaps, if you are someone else, you will reflect and improve. I, on the other hand, remained indifferent. The drastic drop in performance is inseparable from basketball.

Since my second year of junior high school, I have been obsessed with basketball, and I often go online to find ways to improve my skills, and every day after school, I will throw my schoolbag aside and play for two hours. Sometimes, I will be in a daze during class, always thinking about how to practice breakthroughs. Over time, my homework fell behind, it was common for me not to complete my homework, and I couldn't listen to the teacher's lectures.

My skills are getting better day by day, and there are very few people who can stop me. However, my results were also miserable. Every time I take an exam, I will make a big mistake, and I will inevitably be criticized by the teacher.

Finally, the teacher couldn't take it anymore and started talking to me, and started talking to me. There have been about two or three times, and I always promised the teacher to study hard and not think about anything else. But after a while, I threw that promise out of the clouds, and it was still the same, and it didn't change at all.

The teacher was so disappointed in me. Soon after, a parent-teacher conference was held. After the parent-teacher conference, my history teacher also talked to me.

I still remember very clearly, the teacher told me in the staircase. I raised my head and looked into the teacher's eyes, which were very clear, but revealed disappointment and pity, this feeling was too familiar, and I didn't dare to look at the teacher again. She said

In fact, you are not worse than others, but you are lazy and not self-conscious enough. In the first and second years of junior high school, I learned quite well, with close to 90 points. But what about ...... nowAs I listened, I reflected that I was really not working hard, and my learning attitude was very poor, and I was really sorry for the teacher.

Thinking of this, I looked into the teacher's eyes again, and suddenly my nose was a little sour, and something was flickering in my eyes, and finally, the thing flowed out of my eyes. "From now on, everything is over, the teacher believes in you and believes that you can learn well. As long as you want to improve, I can help you with everything.

I tried to look up again, but I saw the teacher's trusting gaze. Suddenly, my heart trembled. What should be let go, what can no longer be nostalgic, what should be forgotten, and what should not be kept in the mind.

I can't let my teacher down anymore. I will never forget that trusting gaze, which left an imprint on my heart and gave me the motivation to move forward.

Never forget your hopeful gaze.

Never forget your encouraging gaze.

In the depths of my memory, it is always my mother's gaze that will never be forgotten. No matter how difficult it is or how much challenge it faces, as long as I think of my mother's encouraging gaze, I will feel a sense of confidence and a kind of emotion.

My mother's gaze accompanied me through my childhood. "Don't fall, kid. Mom looked at me as I was staggering and said with concern.

Sure enough, I fell to the ground with a stumbling hole, and the leg pain made it difficult for me to take a step. At this moment, my mother's eyes were full of encouragement, signaling me to rely on my own ability to get up. I nodded confidently and gritted my teeth to get up, and I finally succeeded.

My mother taught me to walk with encouraging eyes.

My mother's eyes accompanied me through elementary school. When I was in elementary school, I became the school's new moderator. Once, the school held a New Year's Day celebration meeting, and the municipal leaders had to come to our school to watch the key.

I am honored to be the host of this event, and I really have an indescribable nervousness in my heart. That night finally came, and many of my classmates came to cheer me on. It was my turn, and I searched carefully in the audience.

Found it, I see Mom! My mother looked at me with encouraging eyes, and my heart was warm, as if there was a strong force supporting me, and I finally completed this speech successfully.

My mother's eyes followed me into middle school. Classes in junior high school are getting busier and busier, and I am almost out of breath under the pressure of homework every day. The first year of junior high school is approaching the final exam, and every day I read politics and history, and all I think about is the number of words, and I can't bear it.

My mother knew that I was working hard, so she made a big table of delicious food for me in the evening, and said to me with encouraging eyes: "Child, you must persevere, Mom has confidence in you!" "With my mother's encouragement, I persevered and got excellent grades in my final exams.

In the depths of my memory, my mother's gaze on Liangzhou is the most memorable for me, allowing me to move forward bravely no matter how difficult it is.

I will take this warm encouragement with me every step of my life.

For example: "Like a drizzle of rain falling on my heart, the eyes are so mysterious that I can't help but look up at you, and you don't show a trace." ”

When I first met her, my heart began to flutter. As if I had seen it, it seemed to be familiar, and this look seemed to have been engraved in my heart for a long time, as clear as the sky, as deep as the sea, giving people calm, and my impetuous heart began to calm down. When we passed by, we thought that we would see each other again, and our little hearts began to look forward to it.

Lend me some strength.

Time is gone, and we see each other again. Looking at the girl standing stupidly upstairs opposite, I finally calmed down, we were so close that I didn't realize it until now. I seemed to know very well in my heart that this girl was important to me.

Unconsciously, this is the habit of forming a habit, when I get home, I always look at the rooftop opposite, and every time I see those clear, deep eyes, the tiredness of the day will disappear. Her eyes like spring water looked at me so innocently and purely, I can't tell what kind of feeling this is, I just feel that looking at her, my heart is very steady.

When I came home dejected, I didn't look at her, and slammed the door shut, drowning in my own failures and self-blame. I only heard the hour hand go round and round, and when I opened the door and saw her looking anxiously at me, my guilt came to my heart. She looked at me with those eyes, for a long time.

Cover looked at me directly and clearly. There was pity and encouragement in her eyes, yes, when I was most helpless. She is the one who makes me strong, as if she is my strong backing.

Remember the look in your eyes.

I don't see you anymore, and sometimes I even think that you are my imagination, but you give me encouragement every time I am helpless, this warmth is so real and clear. It doesn't matter where you are, whether you recognize me or not, but you light up my sky. Walking on the way, we may not see each other again, but I firmly believe that no matter how time wears away, I will definitely remember your eyes.

Because in every cold night, our eyes will pass through the busy crowd and the distance of time and space, meet again and again, and approach again and again.

Although it is not silent, it is hard to forget, it is your eyes, bright and beautiful. ”