Composition: What should I do if I don t see my textbook one day

The April wind, gently caressing my face, also blew my thoughts. My father's roar hit my self-esteem and resounded in my ears.

Standing alone in the twilight, holding the report card that failed again, looking at the blood-colored remnant sun, the dazzling score tortured the weak self-confidence, and the heart sailed into the sea like a flat boat, is it really like this......

Inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of the green vines in the alley - trumpet flowers. Look at the roots that shuttle through the moss, the thin leaves, and the delicate little flowers, carved into a kind of faith in the blue bricks. Yes, nothing is destined to succeed in the first place.

In the early spring, looking at their slender yellow weed-like branches and leaves, I shook my head, growing up in such an environment is destined to be a life that will not succeed.

That time, when the people in the small alley were cleaning up the weeds and saw the trumpet flowers curl up their broken roots into the corner, I used to smile bitterly, not all dreams can come true.

The narrow leaves struggle to reach out to the sun, and the stumps struggle to grip the soil more firmly but firmly. I was amazed that they didn't give up, and then began a new round of more stubborn growth.

Until one day - in the dappled sunlight of the early morning, I saw them blooming pale pink flowers, under the pale blue sky, they persistently looked up at the sky, with a beautiful tear. I was shocked, even though the trumpet flower is humble, but its noble posture and never bow its head arrogant make my heart feel a touch of relief, and the persistent spirit of yearning for light and power makes me suddenly enlightened.

Yes, I used to be ordinary, but I want to prove to parents, teachers, and everyone who knows me that this is not the case, and I can succeed. In a single thought, it is as if I have gained the power of rebirth.

In order not to leave myself with regrets, I began to challenge myself to the limit and fight against myself. In the struggle, I learned to analyze complex mathematical problems, in the struggle, I learned to use a variety of English sentence patterns, and in the struggle, I learned to deal with various types of essay style ......

Victor once said, "When it's dark, you can see the stars better."I believe that dreams will meet. The moment I walked out of the exam room again, I was finally able to relax and laugh because I really surpassed my original self.

Remember - when you are lost, take a handful of clear springs to cleanse your mind; When you are confused, pull a breeze to awaken your senses; When you are confused, pick up a little starlight to dress up your soul; You'll find out: Actually, it's not.

Is everything you see real? Is everything that comes to mind correct? —Epigraph After a week, it's finally time to go home.

I was thinking about the autumn breeze, and my father asked me to go buy some good food, and I was happy to be able to feast again! On weekends, even the wet market is bustling with activity than usual. Look at!

Meat cutters, vegetable sellers, and stall vendors abound. The shouting and bargaining were thunderous. Hey, what's going on with so many people around there?

I saw that the side door of the market was surrounded by water on the inside and outside of the three floors. I was curious, so I pulled my dad and ran over there. I finally squeezed to the front, and I found an old man with goosebumps, and there were bundles of "roots" in front of him

Tree roots can also be sold for money, right? I was puzzled. "This is a tree root, a herb, right?

Daddy me. "Yes, these medicines can cure rheumatism! An enthusiastic sister-in-law next to her hurriedly said.

Look, this old man, as he said just now, is ninety-three years old! Look, all these medicines were dug up in the mountains behind the house! Hey, that's how old and strong!

A chubby uncle next to him added. …At this time, there was a lot of discussion, but strangely no one bought the old man's herbs. Dad leaned down and chose three bundles, handed them to the old man, and said:

Uncle, I'll buy these and try them back! Then he said to me, "Sell it to my grandmother for back pain."

I also joked that Dad was such a dutiful son! Then we left, and when we came around the corner, a man came up to me and said to my father, "You are really good, such an old man—you eat on people like you!"

I blurted out, and I felt uncomfortable listening to his words. "These days, the older you are, the more you can deceive people! With that, he pretended to be deep and walked away.

I pondered the man's meaningful words, and suddenly it dawned on me—no wonder no one buys the old man's medicine, I see! Have we been fooled? Later, my father and I went to Uncle Zhou to verify the authenticity of the medicine (he studied Chinese medicine and knew herbal medicine).

Uncle Zhou put the herbs in his mouth and chewed them, chewed them again, nodded, and said, "Well, this is a good medicine, real thing!" There is only ...... in the mountains"Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's not as everyone thinks, the old man is not **!

Suddenly I pondered: Why don't people believe such a simple old man? Why should the world be seen as full of fraud?

Why do you judge others self-righteously? Sometimes what you see is not real; What comes to mind is not necessarily correct. Isn't it?

At this time, I had the urge to run over and say to the onlookers who thought they were smart: "Actually, it's not like this, the world is still so beautiful, but the walls of your hearts should be torn down." ”

If one day I'm gone, your phone won't ring frequently, promise me that I can't be sad, I can't be lost, and don't remember that I have to be like this.

Because only when I see such a you, I can leave with confidence.

If one day I'm gone, your QQ no longer has a familiar avatar flashing, promise me that I can't miss it, and I can't forget it, let alone remember that there is such a me.

Because only when I see such filial piety burning a you, I can leave with a smile.

But when that day comes, I still hope that you will be a little sad, a little lost, a little bit of thinking about me, just a little bit about my memory, really just a little bit.

- Written by Mo Yan himself.

Do you know what is the most important thing in life? Everybody thinks differently, but for example, I used to think that the most important thing was to be successful, and that everyone recognized me. But I walked step by step, stumbling on the road of life, until I was covered in bruises, and I knew I was wrong.

Everyone has a child in their hearts, so it is easier to get closer to innocence. It's just that why do we forget what innocence is over time? Is it the environment that does not allow us or is society too realistic?

No, it's because we're too pompous, and it's because we have wiped out our own childishness. It's just that in the end we forget what we need most.

A lot of people will talk about the topic, home. It's very simple, we have parents in our family, maybe grandparents and grandparents, they are the closest people, do you remember something? Yes, is it just that you spend more time with the people closest to you?

Are you as eager to be understood as I am, and want someone to really understand me, just think about these people closest to you, do you understand?

We seem to live a very carefree life, because we have water to drink when we are thirsty, we have food to eat when we are hungry, we can close the door and cry when we are sad, and we don't worry about not having medicine when we are sick, but have you ever thought about why is this? It's just that we were born here, and we're glad that someone really cares about us.

Hurt, is the word familiar? Did you feel like they hurt you, as I did? For example, they will punish us mercilessly after you make mistakes, and they will scold you when you don't do well in exams.

So you don't want to go home, you don't want to go back to that cold, comfortless place. You'd rather stay with your friends than that, because you can talk about everything, but you can't talk to them, and some things will make them angry if they know about them. It's just that when your friends are doing their own thing one by one, do you feel lonely?

We ran away from going home, running away from them, and fighting again and again, but no matter what, they would forgive, scolded and beaten and ended up like before.

I didn't have much concept of my dad growing up because he never came home. I don't know what I'm doing, I don't seem to like me, I want to be with me. However, he would scold me for the slightest dissatisfaction together, and I began to feel aggrieved, turned to anger, and then collided.

This is the way my dad and I have always gotten along, and if you talk more than 3 sentences, you will inevitably quarrel. At the end of the day, it will turn out that he will slap me. How I wanted to change a dad who was good to me, why should I bear it?

If I can't see.

I closed my eyes, my world was pitch black, I couldn't see anything, I groped my way forward in the dark, every step was so difficult, I couldn't find a way forward, but I didn't dare to go back, I could only cry in the same place

If one day, I can't see, I lose my sight, will the world forget me, will anyone remember me? Will anyone mourn because of my tears, and be heartbroken because of my loneliness? I became a captive of darkness, longing for a piece of light Even if I am blind, I still have to work hard to live, I still have a lot of things to accomplish My parents gave me life, even if I don't live for anyone, I will live for them, but I will be a drag on them So, I will leave alone silently and live alone Life is precious, oh, I will not desecrate life Even if one day I lose my sight

I don't need anyone's help, and I don't need your sympathy, and your feigned intimacy will only arouse my disgust, and this kind of politeness to cover up the hypocrisy of my heart is of no use to me.

Just introduce the eyes.

It's Tuesday, it's a day that everyone is looking forward to, and of course I hope it will come soon. But it's Wednesday as soon as it's over, do you know what Wednesday is? It's all bad lessons, and it's the opposite of Tuesday, hey, it's really bad to have Tuesday classes every day.

When the math teacher came, the "death squad" shouted: "The teacher is here, the teacher is here" Everyone got up and took out the math book and pretended. When the teacher came into the classroom and asked me to take out the book to read, I found that my language book was gone, and I thought about what to do if I put it in my schoolbag because I practiced reading 23 lessons yesterday.

Looking at the class schedule, I knew that the Chinese class was in the first period, I was really lucky, and after class, I saw that the first class was math and asked so-and-so to borrow it, and then went home at noon to get it. When I came at noon, I remembered that I forgot to take the language book, but there was no language class in the afternoon, so I was lucky. The bad thing is that the first class of physical education in the afternoon was taken up by the Chinese teacher.

I thought to myself: what to do, what to do? Hey, I had to read a copy with my tablemates.

I'll talk about it after class. If the teacher asks, ask the teacher truthfully. The first thing I do when I get home is to look for language books.

But after looking for a long time, there was no shadow of the language book. Maybe it's because I'm always at the neighbor's house, so I wait for him to come back and look for it at his house.

It's annoying today!