Who has an essay on what I no longer have, an essay about what I no longer have

Everyone has flaws, of course, I have them, and one of them is being too timid.

In the past, I didn't dare to sleep alone, because I was convinced of ghosts, and I always scared myself, and when I was bored, I thought of some terrible stories, which made me very scared, and I tried my best to restrain myself from thinking nonsense, but I couldn't stop.

Later, whenever I went to bed at night, I put some books at the bedside and read them, which could not only distract my attention, but also increase my extracurricular knowledge, which was really a double win. When I saw that my upper and lower eyelids were fighting, I got into the covers, but they were still open, and my parents closed them for me every time. They told me many times, but I just wouldn't listen.

I guess my electricity bill must have been very expensive at that time! In this way, my timidity has also improved a lot. However, the most hateful thing is that I got up in the middle of the night to go to WC, and a cold wind blew, like a female ghost sobbing, and I couldn't help but scare me out of a cold sweat.

Now, I'm much bolder than I used to be, thanks to a friend of mine.

Once, friends gathered to tell horror stories, such as, "There is a human head flying around the campus at night, and its eyes will roll", "There is a cool breeze behind the toilet, and when you turn around, you will ...... behind.""This kind of pediatric-looking horror story scared me so much at the time that I quickly covered my ears. When my friends saw me like this, they all laughed at me for being useless and a coward. Since then, my friends have loved to make fun of me, and now that I think about it, those people were really bad friends!

However, there was a friend who didn't laugh at me, she told me a lot of truths, and she told me that it was just a part of her own psychology. At that time, I felt that she was really like a kind elder.

Sometimes, what others say unintentionally, the person who says it may think it is nothing, but the person who listens may not be. This is "the speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart", just like I listened to her words, which made me unforgettable.

From then on, I was no longer timid. Because whenever I think about it, I think of her words, and it suddenly gives me courage. Her words were like a pump, and they gave me courage. At the same time, I am reminded of the deep friendship between the two of us.

From then on, I was no longer timid!

I'm no longer timid.

Dad found out that I was timid, in order to make me no longer a coward, one night, it was raining outside, Dad said to me: "You go buy a bottle bar", seeing that I didn't agree, Dad said, are you afraid of ghosts and dare not go, I heard it, I was busy saying, I was not afraid, took Dad's money and went out with an umbrella.

The rain was so heavy and the wind was raging violently, so I ran to the store in the distance, bought wine, and on the way home, I looked around from time to time, and I always felt that there was a "ghost" following me, and when I got home, I said to my father, I had just seen a ghost, and I was scared to death.

What does the ghost look like, and why isn't it afraid of you"? "It's ......He may think I'm cowardly, but he doesn't want to! "Haha, where is there a ghost in the world, I think it's clear that you have a coward in your heart. ”

Why don't I believe? "Then let's go and see what the hell looks like. "I'm not going, I'm afraid.

Hey, with Dad here, you don't have to be afraid. "Dad pulled me to stand in front of the window, and I saw the "ghost" following me, and I was so frightened that I went straight behind my father. Dad grabbed me and said

The ghost you are talking about is the shadow of the tree branch shaking, and when I looked closely, it was really as my father said, and I lowered my head in embarrassment. "From then on, I stopped being afraid of ghosts, because I knew that there were no ghosts in the world.

I'm no longer cowardly.

The cold wind can only destroy the body of the flower, but it cannot destroy the will of the flower.

Inscription. Autumn, coming, unconsciously.

The autumn of the soul has also arrived. At night, sitting under the lamp reading a book, thinking of yesterday's messy English exam, I couldn't help but be depressed. Let's just go out for a walk.

At moonlight, strolling along the country road, it was desolate. The bleak autumn wind blows on the body, ah, it's so cold, really. The poet said:

Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. "I don't think that's true. The autumn wind sweeps away the leaves, the autumn wind and autumn rain are sad, and autumn can destroy everything.

Isn't the word "sorrow" the same as "autumn heart"? The ancients made words cleverly, just as I feel at the moment.

What used to be a flower bed in front of it is now desolate, full of stumps and leaves. Although they are "scattered into mud and dust", they are "not as fragrant as ever". They had turned yellow, and were blown away by the wind.

It turns out that the grand scene of competing for beauty is long gone, and there is no trace of the red and green, sad husband!

I just feel that I, the fallen leaves, and the broken flowers, are so similar now, and the experience is self-evident.

I was depressed and didn't want to go home. The sycamore that used to flourish for a while in front has been stained, lonely, where is the style of the leafy branches in the past? Where is the majesty of the former grandeur?

Lonely Wutong deep courtyard lock Qingqiu. "Li Yu's poems are in line with my mood at the moment. What does my heart feel like now?

Alas, I'm afraid even I can't tell now.

Looking back on my English scores in the past, how glorious I was! I was the darling of my teachers and the head of my classmates, but the good times did not last long, and pride made people lag behind, and I now truly realized its true meaning and tried its power. When it attacked me, I was overwhelmed, completely collapsed, became vulnerable, wanted to get up but my legs were weak, wanted to crawl forward but was not reconciled.

The teacher's snub chilled my heart, I fell into a dark abyss, can I make a comeback?

In front of them are some remnants of grass that have been killed by the cold wind, they have withered, and have long lost their former vitality, just silently waiting for the time when "the east wind has greened Yingzhou grass", and do not want to forge ahead, alas!

Oh? What is that? If you look closer, a few clusters of pale yellow wild chrysanthemums are swaying slightly in the wind, fighting tenaciously against autumn.

I was shocked and stunned, I didn't know that this flower was so strong, standing proudly in the cold wind, convinced that success was just around the corner. In the face of wild chrysanthemums, I was thinking deeply: wild chrysanthemums are like this, so what about me?

Can I still be scared? Can I still be willing to fall behind, to be a pawn, to be a green leaf that accompanies flowers but thinks it is obscure?

No, absolutely not! A setback is nothing.