I finally understood what it was like

When I was a child, there was a mimosa planted on my balcony, and my father came to give it to me. The mimosa is not pretty, because it does not bloom, and the knowledge grows delicate green leaves, but in spite of this, it still makes people use their hands to play with their slender leaves, and when they touch it, the leaves will immediately close together like a shy little girl, which is very interesting.

At first, I liked it a lot, watering it and pruning it from time to time. Gradually, however, I got a little tired of it, and I became more and more disgusted with it, because it only had green leaves, and it just didn't bloom. So I stopped taking care of it, and for many days on end, regardless of the wind and the sun, and the torrential rain.

One day, I had nothing to do, so I went to see the pot of mimosa, but found that its leaves were yellow, and drooped down, as if it had been destroyed by the torrential rain and scorching sun, and I couldn't hold on any longer, looking at the mimosa like this, I couldn't help but feel a little pity for it, but I never understood why he refused to bloom?

I was standing on the balcony thinking, when my mother's voice came from behind me: "Only by giving can you be rewarded." I seemed to understand something and didn't seem to understand it, and then I looked at the mimosa, which was no longer strong and weak, and I decided to take good care of it from this moment on, and at the same time hope that it would bloom, even if it was only a small ......

Finally, one evening, I went out on the balcony and saw a small pink flower blooming on the green leaves of the mimosa, it was so petite that I was reluctant to touch it, for fear that if I touched it, I would touch it. A breeze blew, the pink flowers swayed in the wind, like a little girl in a pink sand dress was dancing, with a shy smile on her face, looking at this scene, I was so happy, it was from the heart of happiness.

Suddenly, I remembered my mother's words in my ears again: "Only by giving can you be rewarded." At this moment I finally understood the meaning of that sentence, at first, I didn't take care of the pot of mimosa, just wanted to let it bloom, I didn't pay anything to it, it naturally refused to bloom to return me, later, I took care of it every day, took care of it, I paid my own efforts, paid my own energy, it finally bloomed, although it was only a small one, but that was its return to me, the flower was very small, and there was only one, but looking at this flower I was so happy, happy.

In fact, being a man is like this, only by paying, can you get something in return, and you will feel happy from the bottom of your heart. Giving is also a kind of joy.

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Last month, when I came home from school, our puppy came over to welcome me. He wanted me to take him out for a walk, but I was too tired. I put down my bag and walked to the living room.

As soon as I sat down in front of the TV, my mother came up to me and said, "Can you take the dog out for a walk?" ”

Can I watch TV for a while first? I asked. "No, you can't! She said angrily, "You know every day that you watch TV and you don't clean up when you get home." I can't work every day and have to go home and clean at night. ”

Okay, I have to study all the time at school during the day. I'm as tired as you are. I yelled back.

Mom didn't say anything more and walked away. For a whole week, she didn't do any chores in the town, and neither did I. In the end, I couldn't find a clean plate or a clean shirt.

The next day, my mother came home from work and found the house clean and tidy.

What happened? She asked, surprised.

I'm sorry, Mom. I finally understood one thing, we need to do chores together to have a clean and comfortable home. I replied.

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When I was in the first year of junior high school, my teacher was very kind to me, often praising me for being smart, and saying that I would definitely be admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University in the future. These praises have greatly cultivated my interest in learning, and my learning has reached the upper middle level in the class.

But in the second year of junior high school, the teacher changed teachers, and the teachers only paid attention to those top students (a few of them were very rich). Bixian is lukewarm to me as a middle student, coupled with the influence of playfulness and laziness, so that my final exam results in the last semester were very poor, and my parents also criticized me for being lazy and not working hard, which hurt me to be cautious during the Spring Festival. After the start of the new semester, the teacher moved me to the back row, and I hated her very much, and secretly vowed to study hard, be admitted to the best normal university in China, and become a teacher loved by all students in the future, so that "victims" like me could not be "tortured" like me now.

From then on, I stopped playing all day, overdoing my homework, and even meditating for a long time on a difficult problem until I got the right answer. In order to change my former self and establish a good new image of myself, I do some housework at home, help my classmates who are worse than me in the class rent imitation, help students who have difficulties in life, and be enthusiastic about public welfare. I don't relax in my studies, I learn from the top students in my class, I go to bed later and wake up earlier than them, in order to catch up on what I wasted before'time so that I can make great progress in a shorter period of time.

The hard work paid off, and I got the first monthly exam since the beginning of school, and I finally got good grades, with full marks in math and English, and I ranked first in the class! When the teacher read the score, many students opened their mouths in surprise, and when the teacher praised me, I felt that the teacher's smiling face was so sincere.

When the teacher summarized the monthly exam at the class meeting and the warm applause of my name was mentioned, I finally understood: the progress of learning can only rely on my own efforts, a point of sweat, a point of gain, a good teacher is important, but more important is to work your own.