There is a mountain in my heart 800 words selected essay

Ever since my grandmother was confined to a wheelchair four years ago, her illness has weighed on my heart like a heavy mountain.

Follow the topic. Four years ago, my grandmother was admitted to the hospital with several times of low back pain. Before this, my grandmother's body was very healthy and there was no serious illness, but this disease just came, and it was frightening and heart-wrenching.

Sickness is like a mountain.

At first, I didn't know what kind of illness my grandmother had, but I only knew that because of this illness, my grandmother was in a wheelchair.

Mom said that grandma's lack of sensation in her lower limbs was due to radiotherapy. Later, during a conversation between my father and my aunt, I learned that my grandmother had cancer. "Cancer", how many lives did this terrible executioner take?

Grandma's disease is malignant and cannot be completely cured, and can only be maintained by radiotherapy, but grandma's age can only be done once even if it is radiotherapy. Day after day, no one told my grandmother what kind of illness she had, but my grandmother used to say, "I know my own illness, and I know it if you don't tell me."

Every time I hear this, my heart is very heavy.

Grandma's mentality is very good, there is no need to hide it, and she faces up to her illness.

Ever since my grandmother was in a wheelchair, I used to wash her hair and cut her hair. My grandmother didn't think I was ugly, and every time I cut my hair, she always said, "People are old, what do you want to look so good, it's good like this."

I know that grandma always behaves optimistically in front of people, but who knows the pain in her body after people?

A year ago, in the winter, I accompanied my grandmother to bask in the sun, and my grandmother took my hand and said, "If grandma and grandpa are gone in the future, these houses can't be sold, do you know?" When I heard this, I felt bad in my heart, and the words were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say a word.

Seeing that I didn't speak, my grandmother paused and said, "This will always be your other home." When I heard this, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

At this time, grandpa came over and said: "You see your grandma is talking nonsense again, don't listen to her nonsense, when her legs can't move, she always says that she is dying, hasn't it been three years since this blink of an eye, isn't it okay?" I listened, wiped my tears and said:

yes, you're going to see me go to college. Grandma smiled happily when she heard this: "Okay, I will definitely make it until my granddaughter goes to college."

A warm dialogue with grandma is depicted.

Not long ago, my grandmother asked me to go to high school, I replied that it was here, and my grandmother listened and asked me why I didn't go outside, I simply said that I didn't want to go, in fact, I was really reluctant to her, and I was reluctant to love my grandmother the most.

If my grandmother's illness is a mountain in my heart, then I would rather this mountain be in my heart forever, and I only hope that I can exchange it for that familiar yard.

This was more than 10 years ago. It has been haunting my mind, and I am reluctant to leave.

It was a late night in 95, my uncle had his manpower tricycle stolen because he had no job, and there was an emotional crisis with his aunt. Although, with the help of the neighbors, the fire was quickly extinguished, and the cousin was not injured, but the uncle was severely burned by the fire and was taken to the hospital for first aid. However, in this case, my uncle has completely lost the confidence to live.

Taking advantage of the caretaker's inattention, he pulled out the syringe himself ,......In the end, he passed away. This world he can't afford to love and hate.

He ended his life in tragedy, but left an indelible scar on his children and his loved ones.

It was a night I will never forget, and on the night of my uncle's death, my mother couldn't suppress the grief in her heart and wept bitterly. In the dead of night, the cry made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

Actually, I don't have a very deep impression of my uncle, because my father thinks he is lazy, so the two families don't often come and go, and the two families are not close, so I still feel a little strange to this uncle. However, he was the only relative to my mother. My mother has been my own mother since I was a child, that is, my own grandmother died, and my grandfather continued the strings.

Then, after the new grandmother came, it was the traditional story of the stepmother and the child who was not her own. Therefore, my mother had a hard time when she was a child, but her uncle was her younger brother, so the two depended on each other since childhood.

So, this incident was a big blow to my mother. After this incident, my mother changed a lot and became silent, although, as a daughter, we want to make up for her more from the family affection, but after all, these are two different feelings. It's not something that can be replaced simply by saying that it needs to be replaced.

Here, I just want to say that although life is not easy, sometimes don't be too selfish, maybe you feel that you have no hope of living, but don't forget the needs of your loved ones for you. It's not easy for you to be alive, but for the people around you, your existence is a kind of happiness for them, so don't give up your life easily.

He said: "Everyone has a stage in their hearts, and the stage is as big as the heart!" ”

Quoting advertising slogans to show my father's encouragement to me.

And I said, "Everyone has a mountain in their heart, and how high the mountain is, how high the dream is!" ”

My lofty ideals.

The mountain in my heart originated from the hope of my parents, flowed through the expectations of my teachers, and nourished my inner desire--- I longed to be able to put on wings and take my family out of the countryside; Take your parents out of their bitter history with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky; Take them out of the hard life that they have been worried about for half their lives!

My father sat silently on the steps with his back hooked and silver thread on his head, slowly spitting smoke from his mouth, and when he saw me coming, he moved his shriveled lips and said, "I'm back, how are you learning?" I replied casually

Not bad! "That'......Can you keep up with your studies? He brought the cigarette butt and looked back at me, to which I replied nonchalantly

Pretty good! "I know that our father-daughter dialogue is pitifully rare when it comes to learning. So, I also crouched beside him and quietly looked at my father.

I glimpsed it quietly as his eyes became cloudier, and the vicissitudes of time had made this supposedly strong middle-aged man thinner, darker, and older. He lit another cigarette, his eyes filled with sorrow, and his eyes were drawn to the brightly lit house, and my heart began to tangle.

Learn the "--school".

I understood that what my father saw was that the children of the family had been admitted to a good university and were having dinner and drinking. He was thinking about when his daughter would be able to get into a good university. Let the family have a good ,......Thinking about it, I can't think about it anymore.

The father broke the silence and said, "Son, he walked out the door, and I nodded, with tears in my eyes, and I didn't dare to look at his back, which was condensed by the sun, and how much burden he had on his shoulders!"

The expectations of my father's generation are deeply seared in my heart.

Closing the door, my thoughts were taken into the distant ......"Mommy, Mommy....... I shouted "Oh! As soon as I looked up, I saw that in the endless green field, my mother's back was reflected in this field, and she was the only one busy here.

By this time, the sun had already kissed the horizon and said goodbye, and the others went home for dinner. So, I went up to my mother and said, "Mom, let's eat first, and the rest of the grass will be pulled tomorrow."

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "I'll go back after I pull it out, you can go home and eat first!" With that, she went into the rice field again, pulling the weeds in the field in her almost prostrate position.

Every nerve in my body was tingling.

Mother, too, is working hard.

Looking back, people have missed too much and ignored too much in their lives, so now I want to seize every learning opportunity and ignore the expectations of our parents.

Well, I decided, I want to cross the mountain in my heart and reach the top of the mountain in my heart, even if I am stabbed and bruised, I will not stop. Because I'm going to fly them to a place where there is no toil and no sorrow!