That night, at the age of 14, I lost sleep and continued to write essays

It was late at night, and there was silence all around. My heavy eyelids were about to fall, but there seemed to be another voice in my heart that kept screaming, a thick pain and loss that made me dare not close my eyes. I said to myself, "Sleep! ”

I turned off the lights and was about to fall asleep when I heard the soft conversation of my parents next door. "My son has to pay the exam fee tomorrow, and the family only has 20 yuan, so I don't think there is anything I can do! Mom sobbed.

No way! Dad said firmly. "We're sorry enough for him, we haven't had a good meal, we haven't lived in a good house, we wear old clothes, he loves to read, can't we even meet his little request?

Dad choked up, as if he was about to cry. I heard my father's old and determined voice, and tears had already flowed. I didn't want to drop out of school, but thinking about my father's spine crushed by the burden of life and my mother's thin hands, my faith was shaken in my heart for the first time.

Sleepless nights. The next day, I got up before dawn. As soon as I went out, I saw my father walking towards the house in the morning mist of dawn, his eyes full of apologies and disappointments, and I knew that he must have failed to borrow money. Ever since my father fell ill, my family has been in decline.

In order to treat my father's illness, the family was already in debt, and I still had to study, and the pressure of life made him age prematurely. He is only in his forties, but his hair is more than half gray. Looking at my father's eyes, which were dull from poverty, the corners of my eyes moistened, and I ran up to my father and said:

You let me drop out of school, I don't want to see you borrowing money in a low voice. Dad turned his head to look at me, and the stern look made me uncomfortable, "So, are you willing to make me sad?" Looking at my father's serious eyes, I silently lowered my head, not knowing what to say.

When it was dawn, I had to rush to my blind brother to school. I didn't get the money, but there was an indescribable warmth in my heart. I know that it is a kind of parental love and a kind of family happiness.

In the midst of my tears, I said secretly, "Let poverty become strength!" I must get a notice from a key high school. ”

Write about something that touches you, preferably deeply, for example, discovering someone's secret, discovering a flaw in yourself, discovering someone's love for you, discovering your misunderstanding of someone.

And so on and so forth. Don't forget to focus on describing your emotions and feelings, otherwise why you have insomnia, it must be feeling some kind of emotion, or remorse, or excitement, or sadness, or grief.

Oh, by the way, you can write about the memories and feelings brought to you by the May 12 ** anniversary today, so many compatriots have died, enough for you to lose sleep.

Alas. Condolences

That night, I couldn't sleep. Listening to the noisy crowd outside, I didn't laugh and fall asleep. The moonlight is less free and easy, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground, and the dust on the ground beats restlessly. The noise of the crowd still continues.

You can bump and grind around this to write)

It's better to think for yourself, because if you copy other people's answers, it's not your own thinking after all!!

The long road of life is bumpy and hard. There are too many things to count in the sky, but the one I can't forget the most is that incident.

It was one day during the summer vacation last semester, and my brother and I came to play among the flowers, playing and playing, and feeling bored. So, I discussed with my brother what to do, and he said, "We can wrap some pests in paper and burn them."

I think it's a good idea, too. I flew to my house, got two pieces of paper, and made preparations.

My brother and I started catching pests. I'll wrap it, he'll catch it. I tore up the pieces of paper one by one and put them aside for them to wait for the "Orange Plum Mission".

The younger brother's movements were so fast, and within a few minutes, the first trophie was caught, a cyan grasshopper. Its tentacles swayed uneasily, as if aware of its tragic fate. I wrapped it as fast as I could.

The second grasshopper also "reported," and after a while, there were more than a dozen. Looking at these little things, the younger brother smiled and said, "Say goodbye to the world!"

We took the nucleus to the old doorman, put them together, and piled them up on a small hill. Then, I took out a lighter and opened it next to the paper ball, and immediately the flames were everywhere, and I didn't worry about **, because there was a concrete floor underneath. However, the flames were blazing in all directions.

The relentless tongue of fire "added" to the earth and rushed towards me, and I was so hot that I was sweating down. Oh no, the fire is going to spread to the wooden table. I'm sweating profusely now, I'm in a hurry, I'll immediately bring a broom to put out the fire, and the broom is almost **.

Later, I saw that the flame buddies also came to help, and the fire was finally extinguished.

Since this incident, I have learned: you have to think twice about everything, you can't be brainless, and you can't set fires. This incident taught me that I will never do it again.