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Time passed me gently, and I was admiring the beauty of the stage But I didn't know that it had gently opened the curtain and was preparing to stage one drama after another Everyone wore masks on the stage, interpreting the bits and pieces of life with consistent movements One year ago, I came to the 8th class of high school as a stranger For me, this is a strange place, with strange people and strange scenery When I came to the class alone, the teacher casually arranged a seat for me, which made me feel unappreciated and then started the class, I don't know how I got down Suddenly I had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears Being a school is not very far from where I used to be, but I feel that it is tens of thousands of miles away I don't belong there anymore I used to be here, yearning for everything here, but due to the mistake of the high school entrance examination, I had to choose another school How naïve I was at that time, I wanted to go to school for half a year, and then change schools I also joked with my roommates, don't think about me when you go, I'll come back Half a year has passed like this Strange life always has to adapt I always think I want to forget, as long as I don't think about it, It will fade with the passage of time Some people will have feelings after being together for a long time But I don't know that half a year was managed by me with my heart There are always things in life that will leave traces We have to learn to give up After all, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed What will accompany me will be what I have now Now Time flies, my sky is no longer gray Accompanying me has become a familiar person Laughter is our only way to communicate Here I learned to surf the Internet and chat with strangers But I never play games, and I can't sleep anymore Sleeping has also become a compulsory course for me I don't know what I'm like now, a little bit of a passable look I'm here waiting, watching over my dying wheat field A flower and a world, a tree and a bodhi Always somewhere, somewhere, at a certain moment, find that spring is coming And I'm walking around the campus in my winter coat In front of the classroom in my sophomore year of high school, there is a flower that I can't name Seeing the tender teeth that were about to erupt, I knew I should struggle to pull "At a certain moment, dreams are so close to me that they seem to be within reach And I naughtily tore it apart Years later, I'm standing in the same place, Piece together the torn dream with my hands The ignorance that once belonged to me has disappeared The tears that were once left light years away have been frozen And I can only manage this broken dream with my heart" A year later Imagine that in a year, I will enter the third year of high school, will I be as relaxed as before, as heavy as I am now I only know that I am facing a war in a year The college entrance examination is just a pain that has been magnified As long as we don't deliberately look for it, maybe it will be easier Let me ride the wind and waves, and hang on the clouds and sail into the sea

Give people roses, and there is a lingering fragrance in your hands.

As the saying goes, "Give people roses, and your hands will have fragrance," no, today's is a testament to this sentence.

In the morning, my mother and I went to Chaoyang Square to pick up my aunt, who had lived abroad for a long time, to go home for two days. As soon as we arrived, my aunt had already appeared in the center of the square, and she was really a foreigner, wearing a fur coat, a pair of long leather boots, and a brand-name hat, which attracted great attention in the square, and I hurriedly ran to my aunt, and hugged her at once, and my tears flowed down my cheeks. The aunt turned around and said:

Zhang Chen, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you can become beautiful. After saying that, I put my aunt in my arms, pulled my mother and went home. When I first walked downstairs, a ten.

A young man of four or five years of age sat at the top of the stairs and looked at him, apparently having not eaten for several days, and was so hungry and thin that he was worried. I walked up and said, "Big brother, why don't you come home for dinner?"

I won't tell you: "My father and mother are dead, and there is only one young brother left, and we depend on each other for our lives, and I only rely on begging for a living to barely make ends meet. As he spoke, the eldest brother lost his voice and became bitter.

I hurriedly opened my bag and quickly took out three baguettes, and I took out the three loaves I had and walked over to him and handed them to him. The eldest brother said with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, you are such a good person."

Thank you. "When we got home, my aunt and I had a happy conversation, and my aunt praised me for helping others, saying that I would definitely have good luck and good rewards. I will be skeptical of my aunt's words. In spite of all that she had said, the only thing I could remember was the face of the poor big brother, and I was worried about what would happen to his brother and his life, and I slept all night with trepidation.

The next day, sure enough, my aunt's words came true, and I really had good luck.

Yesterday it was sunny and windy, and today it is pouring rain. I was coming out of "Tanglin English", the heavy rain started, I was like an ant on a hot pot, anxious to turn, I put my schoolbag on my head and was about to rush into the rain, the big brother actually came with an umbrella, I was excited, asked: "How do you know I'm here?"

Because you come here every week, and when I often beg, I see you going up from here, and over time, so I know it. "Thank you. I laughed.

Come home. My brother said happily. He dropped me home, waved my hand lightly, and walked out into the rain again.

Looking at his back in the rain, I only thought of one sentence, isn't this how people help each other? "I have a deeper understanding of "giving roses to people, leaving fragrance in your hands".