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I fought for my ideals.
I lay the groundwork for tomorrow.
I have made the current efforts for the gorgeous spring yard of the green sliding model.
I contribute to "Blossom".
I made a sacrifice for the bridge chief.
I'm preparing for the coming winter.
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Growing up, adults always said that I was cautious in dealing with the world, and even praised me for being a good girl with no personality and no opinions, in fact, as I grew up, there was always a strange voice in my heart: Don't be such a girl again. To be honest, I envy the lively and cheerful lovely girls in the class, they come to answer questions in class, they are generous with their classmates, they are never indecisive in doing things, but have their own opinions ......But I never dare.
I always felt like an ugly duckling who didn't know what to do, hiding in a dark corner with low self-esteem, looking at everything in this world with a pair of eager but frightened eyes. In fact, in my heart, I long for myself to be able to walk into others, to be able to show myself in the beautiful lake that I yearn for, even though I know that my posture is not beautiful.
Until there was a ......
It was a Saturday, and after late school, I squeezed into the bus home. Fortunately, there were a few empty seats left in the car, so I habitually chose one of the empty seats in the back of the car to sit down.
The car was shaky, and the temperature inside the car also heated up with the number of people, and I was a little drowsy. When I came back to my senses, I found that there was an old woman standing next to me who was shaking with the car, because there were many people in the car, so the armrests on the chair had been filled, and she had nowhere to "intervene", so she could only tiptoe to hold the crossbar above, because she was not tall, in order to firmly grasp the crossbar, the whole person seemed to hang in the air.
From the first time I saw the old man, I had the idea of giving her a seat. When I saw her, I suddenly remembered my grandmother, who was about her age and was expecting me to come home. But she is not my real grandmother after all, if I give her a seat, will she always excuse me and embarrass me?
I wanted to open my mouth to call her, but my mouth seemed to be glued together, and I couldn't say anything, and I wanted to stand up, but I felt that many invisible hands were holding me down, and said to me viciously, "What can you do!" ”
My face was so red that I didn't even dare to look at the old woman. Suddenly, the car jerked violently, and the old woman almost fell. In a hurry, I suddenly stood up: "Grandma, sit here." ”
The old lady sat down with a smile and a smile as she said thank you, and did not refuse.
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