What are some events or experiences in your life that you have never been able to let go of?

I don't know if you have experienced such a thing as applying for poverty among college students. I think I'll give you a brief overview, the so-called application for poor students is a subsidy link for poor students in the school.

However, I don't know if this is the case in other schools, but there is a very disgusting thing in our school. That is, those poor students, when applying, have to retell the real situation of their families in front of everyone, in short, it is more miserable, and it is our instructor who makes it. This is a point that I hate very much, I don't understand what it is for those poor students to spread out their family affairs in front of everyone one by one.

In the end, it is up to everyone to vote, and then select a few from the application forms of many poor students. Because it is true that some people are cheating, and some people are obviously very rich in the family, and they still have to go up to apply, which is also very disgusting, which I agree with, after all, what they usually do is in everyone's eyes! But what's going on with it?

In the end, it turned out to be our classmates on it, crying and wiping their tears, making it look like a talent show, no, it was a miserable show.

Have you ever thought about other people's self-esteem? Have you ever wondered what it's like for him to stand on it?

I see some girls in our class standing on it, usually shy, and when they get to the top, they can't say a word, and then the instructor is still impatient below, saying something to hurry up and talk or something urging, I think those little girls can't hold their face, like children who have made mistakes, forced by the teacher to do a review in front of the whole school, I remember when the freshman year first came, everyone didn't know each other, and in this case, the teacher forced to go up and talk about their own things.

Let's not talk about poverty and wealth, because some people, especially children, are really very inferior to this matter. Originally, some people really need the help of this money, and I have to make such a link to test the truth in the middle of loving you, is it too unfair to those children who are difficult and have low self-esteem? Let the family go up and talk about it, when others question you, you don't care about the face of what you say about the real family difficulties, this is just like fart, don't poor people have no dignity?

I don't like my mother, she speaks very hard, usually I just listen to it. But one year, she said something on my birthday that I still can't let go.

When I was a child, I lived at my grandmother's house, and my grandmother didn't know much about education, and then she let me go to kindergarten for three years, so I was nine years old when I was in the first grade of elementary school, and age has always been a very sensitive topic for me. But that day at my birthday party, my mother directly tore up my disguise, which seriously hurt my heart, and after greeting the guests that day, I was so tired that I didn't want to move. <>

Then I went back to the room, but I didn't expect my mother to be inside, and when I went in, she said, "What are you doing here?" Don't you know what to do for your mom?

I said I was doing things for my mom, but I couldn't help my mom when I was in school. Then she was even angrier when she heard it. She said that what are I doing studying when I'm so old, wasting my mother's money, my girl's family, it's useless to read, it's better to come back and help your mother work.

I was mad, tears rolling in my eyes, and although I didn't hate her now, I didn't want to have contact with her.

When it comes to this issue, I believe that many people will have such an experience, and they will not say that they will be relieved after a while, and these things still hold me in my throat and linger.

My junior high school homeroom teacher is a very powerful person, he likes students with good grades, and he shows it very obviously, and I am very angry when I think about these things now. When I first entered junior high school, I couldn't keep up with the rhythm and my studies plummeted, so my homeroom teacher especially disliked me, and often verbally humiliated me in front of the whole class, and the whole class would burst into laughter, and now I think about it very uncomfortable. The school held a sports meeting, I fell during the training process, the waist was rubbed off a large piece of skin left a lot of blood, it hurt so much I cried, he was annoyed and told me not to cry, not let my friend accompany me to the infirmary let me go alone, at that time his face to me now I will not forget, and I will never forgive him in my life!

Because of my grades, my junior high school homeroom teacher didn't allow me to go home on weekends so that I could study at school, but I went back anyway, and my parents didn't like me to go home because of his influence. But one day, my dad called me ** to let me go back early on the weekend, I was very puzzled, under my constant questioning, they told the truth, it turned out that my homeroom teacher told them that they thought I had a problem with my IQ, and hoped that I would go home early this weekend and take me to the hospital for a check-up, and at that moment I was about to collapse! It was very sad and sad, and although my parents apologized to me later, they will remember this incident for the rest of their lives.

Because my homeroom teacher is treating me but he is an outsider, I don't care how he treats me, but my parents will actually listen to what he says, and I will really never let go!

We don't need to be merciful to forgive everyone who hurts us, some people don't need to be merciful to forget, it will be much easier to be the most authentic person.

That's definitely what my class guide does, everything she does perfectly embodies the disgusting heart of a dirty woman polluted by the world, corrupt to the point of disgusting, and I can't forget the face of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, especially when I said to me, a person who has made a great contribution to the class, "You don't contribute much to the class, why should the bursary be awarded to you".

When my class teacher first started, at first glance she was a woman in her early thirties, who was not too ugly. Within a few days of school, he exposed his greedy nature, because it was profitable to talk to each of our classmates and ask us to apply for an expensive double degree and a driving school on campus that is much more expensive than the outside, we didn't report and called ** to our parents, I had a classmate who was called by her seven times, and finally did not apply for a double degree, until today he has not been rated a grant, scholarship.

I don't have any position in the class, but I don't know why the class guide just likes to find me to do things, move graduation photos to the 13th grade class of the same class she leads, help her print things, play **, and even buy food! Everyone in the class asked, "Why does she always look for you?" and I don't know how to know, "Until that day, I applied for a bursary, and she said that to me, it broke my heart, I thought I had done so much for her She should remember my good and give me some benefits, but she said "You didn't contribute to the class"!!

Although I was included in the final bursary, I had a problem when I looked at the list. From the first gear to the third gear, I was in the middle of the second gear, but it was the third gear, but the last classmate was the third gear. At that time, I finally understood that that person should indeed be replaced with me, who told me that I had never sent anything to the class guide, that is, she said that she had not contributed, and his subtext was that he had not contributed to her.

I finally got it.

After this incident, it also triggered me to think about life, and I know that some people are like that, they will do whatever it takes for profit, and they can give up any other person's contribution in order to get profit, and even say such things. After that day, I blocked the class guide's mobile phone number and vowed never to do anything for her again.

There is a particularly unforgettable experience, that is, the quarrel with my father, because the relationship with my father is not very good, and then on the day the college entrance examination results come out, he suddenly wants to talk to himself, so let's sit down and have a good chat! We quarreled while chatting, and even I cried, and I told him loudly that I hated him, I didn't like him, in fact, when I said that, I regretted it very much, but there was no room for recovery, although I was making up for it later, but I didn't know if it would be good, so I felt that the conversation made me unable to let go, and I couldn't forgive myself. <>

What are the things or experiences in life that you can't let go of and forgive, the most unrelieved thing is the first love, the first love should be the most difficult to let go, but when you really pay for him, it feels like everything is beautiful, but the first love is the first love after all, and then we all went to different cities, and after being separated for a long time, I thought I could forget it, and I knew that I couldn't let go of it after experiencing it. <>

Once, on the way home, I saw an old woman begging, I have seen this old woman many times, I don't want to give money, but my classmates who traveled with me told me that if there were other choices, why would they come to beg, then I felt that my vision was too narrow, this one thing in life, the experience of children has made me unable to let go and forgive. <>

There are many things in life that I can't let go of, for example, I saw a stray cat when I was walking before, and it kept barking, which was really very pitiful, and because my family couldn't keep a cat at that time, so I didn't bring the kitten home, and I also regretted it very much, because the next day I saw the kitten freeze to death, and I couldn't forgive my behavior.

There are many things in life, or experiences that I can't let go of and forgive, for example, once I was on the bus, I was very uncomfortable that day, but it was also very uncomfortable alone, he was older than me, he said he was very uncomfortable, she wanted me to give her a seat, but I didn't talk to him, because I really didn't have the strength to talk and then they talked about me together, and this matter made me unable to let go.

The experience in life has made me unable to let go, and the forgiveness thing is that when I was very young, a child next door to me often bullied me, causing me to have a certain resistance to this social interaction, so it is impossible for me to forgive him for this kind of behavior in my life.

There are many things or experiences in my life that I can't let go of, such as when I once did something very hurtful to my friend. At a birthday party, I told him something very serious. To this day, I want to say sorry to my friends.

There are a lot of things in life that I have never been able to let go of and forgive, if someone cheats on me once, then the city will not play with him again, and will not trust him again, these are what I don't want to see. And those are some of the things I'd like to see.

It's so pitiful for a child without a mother, and when I hear my neighbors talk about it like this, my heart hurts like a thorn. I lost my mother when I needed it most. There are always some memories in my life, buried in my heart, but they will still be taken out and torn apart, and they will be bloodily placed in front of my eyes.

And the most unforgivable thing is the last ** in life, the last quarrel, and the late goodbye.

One last quarrel.

On the day her mother fell into a coma, she got up early in the morning and finished all the farm work at home. Seeing that I didn't get up, she was upset and scolded me loudly, I was sleepy-eyed and scolded early in the morning. And it's still six o'clock in the morning, and I never thought I'd be scolded.

Don't mention how unhappy you are.

Watching me sit there and still her, she was still scolding me. I was completely annoyed and disgusted. Quarrel with her. After the quarrel, I went out to sell lobsters on the street. I paid no attention to what she said before I went out, and I didn't want to hear it, I was so angry early in the morning.

But it never occurred to me that this was the last quarrel in my life. It turned out that before I went out, she was still concerned about me, telling me to take an umbrella and a bottle of water, afraid of the heat on the road. We often quarreled, mostly through my fault, she had a quick temper, and I was often scolded badly.

So I learned to talk back, I learned to resist. Always working against her.

The last call.

When I came back, she was no longer at home and went to my grandmother's house because my grandfather had died. It turns out that so many things happened when I was on the street, and everything in the world is really changeable. I was about to go to my grandfather's house, and at this time, I received her **.

Hey, Mom, am I going over now? You dry the millet at home and come back. I didn't think it would be the last call, and it was the last time I called her mom in my life.

When I met her, she was already in the hospital. It turned out that she passed out at her grandmother's house, did not react, and the last words she said were to save her. No one thought that it was a brain stem hemorrhage, when she was sent to the hospital, she had no response, the doctor told us to go home, there was no way to save it, but I was unwilling, or transferred to the hospital, went to the city hospital for surgery, but still could not be saved, and the sky was weak.

I blame myself and regret it all the time without her. It's easy to think of that quarrel, the last call. I don't think it's forgivable, and I don't dare to forgive myself.

I was wrong, I didn't treat her well, I only knew how to quarrel with her, and I didn't appreciate her good intentions.

In the days without her, I have to learn to protect myself, I have to learn a lot of things, I will regret it, and when I encounter a lot of problems, I will remember her goodness. In this life, I didn't do a good job as a daughter, which is something I dare not forgive. Now, I'm basically indifferent to her leaving, but I don't dare to forgive.