Which event or scenario changed you?

Well, when I was a child, when I was drying wheat with my parents, I saw a black Santana (I didn't know what it was called at that time, I always called it a turtle cart, much like a turtle with a cover), and at that time the adults teased me, saying that I could get on the turtle cart if I went to school well. In the first few years of elementary school, I studied hard because I could get on a turtle car. Later, after being sensible, I got used to studying hard.

I've been reading it until now.

When I was a child, my family was poor, I went to the county town to catch the market, I fell in love with a pair of shoes, my mother didn't buy me, I wanted to, so I cried, my mother turned her head and left, I followed, crying all the way home, I never asked for new shoes again.

I used to pay salaries to people from the moonlight clan, and once a friend asked me if I wanted to play, and I found that I had no money!

Originally, I was a person who didn't have much self-confidence, but after the college entrance examination, the results were beyond my expectations, and I found that I still have a lot of potential, and since then I have not cowered to do things.

When I was in college, my roommate said that I was poor, so I became extremely good at pretending to be eggs, and I bought brands for everything, for fear that others would look down on me.

I don't have a chance to live a second life, who knows. But I don't think it's necessarily a big thing, a lot of small things can change a lifetime.

I ran away from home when I was 7 years old. I never imagined that a rebellious exodus would change the trajectory of my life. Before I was 7 years old, I lived in a small city in Guizhou, with my grandparents and younger brother.

After the age of 7, I studied and grew up in Shanghai, saw the bustling international city, and gained countless opportunities for growth.

Fighting for my grandfather's neighbor's children's toys, and being pulled and pumped by my grandfather with a rattan, that was the first and last time my grandfather hit me. Crying all the way home. Dad said the lesson was right, and from then on I didn't see anything, I wanted anything.

When I found out that the apple cores that my parents had gnawed on were clean and distressing. It dawned on me that I should be a little more sensible.

My parents have given me the best material life within their ability since I was a child, I enjoyed the love of my parents with peace of mind, but I ignored that some things are quietly changing, when I woke up, I looked back and found that my mother had not bought new clothes for many years, and my father was losing weight day by day not because of what money was difficult to buy old and thin, these bits and pieces made me have to grow up faster.

I used to spend money very unrestrainedly, I like to ask my dad for money to spend, never take the bus when I go out, only take a taxi, that day I met my dad alone under the sun waiting for an hour of long-distance buses, I don't want to pay more for a taxi, and I was ashamed.