Please write an essay on the topic of one of my decisions

A painful decision of mine.

Another chance.

Is it the right choice? There is no way to be exquisite.

It only takes time to prove, but it's a big enough sacrifice.

Maybe the time to decide already means failure.

But I don't even have room for it.

Can't deny it, I really like her. I really can't live without him.

Maybe she'll really think of me one day.

Waiting is the only way to be rescued.

Maybe one day she will really make a promise forever.

Believing is the only way out of pain.

Maybe she will really give me 100/000 of his life one day....1。

Then I'm probably already satisfied.

What can't be forgiven can't be her, it's always only herself.

It won't be her who hates it, it will always be herself.

Wandering through the labyrinth, not finding what you wanted, only to be tortured to the point of exhaustion.

This is twenty-three years of life, and there is no solution to the unfairness and release.

You can only bury your head in the earth's crust** to find an incredible glimmer of light.

Confusion and helplessness became the only clues in my life.

Thorns wrapped mercilessly around my entire body, and at the slightest touch, pain ran through my body.

It's real, not any feeling, and it's a pain that reminds me so much that I can't forget it.

It is said that time will make you really love me.

But I don't allow the people I love to be indifferent again and again.

I can put up with everything from you.

I can accept your every word unconditionally, maybe love really doesn't need to be fair, but at least it needs respect.

Everything you do, I'll learn to do.

Ask me to be the one who can only silently like you forever.

At this point, I am speechless.

If you understand it so clearly, why do you still plead for the fairness of love??

A painful decision can shake an entire life.

There will be fall, there will be happiness, there is no certainty. There is no way to decide.

Scared, reluctant to think about the end of life.

You may only be able to spend the rest of your life in fear like this.

I knew it wasn't what I wanted, but I couldn't change it.

To accept, tell yourself that you have to accept!! Hopefully this will make things a little bit better.

The Buddha said, what is fate?

Fate is the continuation of the feelings in the previous life, and fate is the passing of the present life.

Fate is the unchanging oath of the previous life, and fate is the painful agreement of this life.

Fate is the grasp of an opportunity, and fate is a kind of passing of love.

Fate is a beautiful dream when you meet, and fate is a bitter memory after parting.

So be it. Draw an imperfect end.

Say goodbye. Say I wish you happiness.

Mother's love quietly awakened me.

Time is like a merciless pair of scissors, interrupting the stumps and leaves on your body, in the blink of an eye, it has been 15 years, and the busyness of studying has long diluted the feelings between me and my relatives, but at that moment I was awakened.

As the sun set on the red bricks, I walked back home with heavy steps, followed by a tepid sentence: "I'm back." "I subconsciously :

Kindness. "The first thing I do when I sit on a stool is to take out my book. I am tired of this boring life, alas, when will this boring life come to an end.

In this way, my mother became a dispensable person in my mind.

However, a chance question, I was awakened.

The wind blew through the willow leaves in front of my window, and just as I was enjoying the breeze, a tired voice sounded in my ears: "It's time to eat." "The mood went back to the past, I was the only one at the table, so I buried my head in eating, I was still so irritable at the table, and after a while, I heard "click, click."

When I looked up and found my mother cutting the branches again, I was very puzzled, why did she do this, isn't this hurting it? Seeing my doubt, my mother smiled and said, "I lost these branches and leaves because they were already necrotic, and here they only compete with the good ones for nourishment, so I lost them."

With that, the mother took the scissors and carefully cut them off. Through the rays of the setting sun, I seem to see my mother's loneliness and pain through my mother's eyes.

At that moment, I was awakened, wasn't my mother's behavior like that scissors? Didn't she carefully prune my growing tree that time? I couldn't eat any more, so I put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen with them, yes, it was my first time washing dishes.

When I went back to my room, I found that there was an extra leaf on my homework book, which was so green, but it was blown down by the breeze. When I saw my mother again, I noticed that there seemed to be a tear in the corner of her eye, and at that time, my heart hurt like a pinprick.

During the lunch break on Friday, I stayed in the classroom, looking out the window, and the sky was half cloudy and half clear. Wait a little longer, and then it's time to make the final decision, which is a difficult one.

In the past few days, I have been thinking: should I participate in the "school choir" or participate in the "mathematical thinking development class"?

Two years ago, recommended by Mr. Zhao, I joined the "School Choir" without hesitation. In the choir, Mr. Cai's singing touched me, and the joy of my friends infected me, and we sang to our heart's content. For the second year in a row, our choir participated in the district competition and won the first place.

I also participated in vocal music study outside of school, and this summer I took the vocal music exam of Sichuan ** College and passed the eighth grade. Now singing is my favorite and I love choirs.

At the beginning of the school year, I am already a fifth-grade student, and the school has added a new "Mathematical Thinking Expansion Class", which is a special hidden class for senior students in the school, and I voluntarily sign up. I considered that I would soon face the junior high school exam, my math was not very good, I was careless, and my thinking could not be opened, and the "extended class" was too timely, and I really wanted to participate. Mathematics teacher Xiao said that if the number of applicants is too large, they will be selected through the examination.

If I can be selected, should I choose the "Choir" or the "Thinking Expansion Class"?

If I choose "Choir", then mathematics will not be very good, if I choose "Thinking Expansion", I have a hurdle in my heart that I can't get over, if I don't participate in the choir, how can I face Mr. Cai for vocal music, how to say to Mr. Cai? I was very confused and didn't know which item to fill in the registration form.

In the end, I decided to talk to Mr. Cai, on the way downstairs, I happened to meet Mr. Cai, I said the hesitation and embarrassment in my heart, Mr. Cai said: "You are very well-behaved, have a certain foundation, we welcome you to continue to come to the choir", seeing Mr. Cai's retained gaze, I was speechless, a little embarrassed, did not speak. Teacher Cai had already sensed my difficulties and guessed that I wanted to go to the thinking development class, she said:

You can go to the 'Math Enrichment Class' this semester, and I welcome you back to the choir next semester." ”。After listening to Mr. Cai's words that I agreed to learn the Olympiad, the stone in my heart finally let go and I was very happy.

Shusui changed back to the classroom, and I carefully filled in the application form: "Thinking Expansion Class". Looking out the window again, the sky was clear, and Mr. Zhao seemed to be smiling with satisfaction. I am reminded of my teacher's words: "Make your own decisions" and "When you encounter a situation, analyze the pros and cons in advance, and then make a decision......”