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If childhood could be repeated.
Everyone's childhood is different, and my childhood was full of joys and sorrows, laughter and tears. I'm sure everyone's childhood is very colorful. Of course, the elders' childhoods may not have been so colorful, because the era in which they lived was very difficult.
So, I decided to compare my childhood story with my grandmother.
Compared to my childhood, I was so much happier than my grandmother. When my grandmother was living, she helped the adults harvest rice every day, and she also had to chop firewood for cooking. Mom and Dad didn't have time to care about them, and in the evening, when they were tired, they wanted to eat something delicious, but they didn't have anything to eat, and they had to pick up some cans and sell them for money.
I have to get up at five o'clock in the morning and go to the fields again. They didn't even learn, and they couldn't write. And we are different, we don't need to help with all the big and small things in the family, and all the housework is done by our parents.
I can sleep until six o'clock in the morning, and my mother will make it early when I get up. After eating, you can go to school happily. When I came back from school and did my homework, my parents cooked the fragrant rice and fried the delicious dishes, and I could eat and drink as soon as I sat down.
Eat a good meal, you can also watch TV, blow the air conditioner, before going to bed, talk to your parents about school things, talk and laugh, it's really happy.
If we and our elders could do it all over again, then I hope that the elders could have a colorful childhood like us, go to school, not have to go to the fields to cut rice, and watch TV, blow the air conditioner, and eat delicious food like us. And let's go to the childhood life of the elders. Experience for yourself how the elders went through this long and difficult childhood.
It's really fun to compare childhood with your elders. Next time, I'm going to compare my childhood with my mom and dad.
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If only life could be restarted.
Write from the perspective of the victims of Wenchuan Da**, if life can be restarted, then what will they do.
There are many things on the Internet that can be assembled, so you can search for the specifics and organize them yourself.
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If I could turn back time and do everything over again, I would definitely cherish what I have. Don't let the good times go by in vain. However, there is no "if" in the world, and there is no "regret medicine".Nothing can be done all over again.
I've gained and I've lost; I've succeeded, I've failed......Of course, there are gains and losses in the world, and there are successes and failures. If God gives me another chance to do everything again, I can't change the success or failure, because everyone has gone through "success and failure" and "gain and loss".
If everything could be renewed, what would you choose? But no matter what you choose, it's just a hypothesis, and now, the only thing we can choose is to cherish what we have, cherish everything we have, and try to do our best! Live each day seriously and work hard.
Beautiful flowers in spring, cool breeze in summer, abundant fruits in autumn, and warm sunshine in winter! Cherish everything we have now, and grasp our youth well! Grasp everything now, don't let everything now become a regret in the future, the flower season of youth, a faint fragrance ......
Cherish the present, because we don't have again.
If you can do it all over again.
Time flies, in a blink of an eye, we are already in the third year of junior high school, looking back on the past, at that time, we have just entered the school, we are so confused about the life of junior high school, everything is so fresh, new school, new teachers, new teachers, new classmates, new On the first day of school, I was standing in the first class of junior high school. At the door, take a deep breath, the air is so fresh, yes! This is how life in junior high school began!
Our class is very united and funny, and the teachers of the other years can't laugh and cry the students in our class, but the ideal "smart class" of all the teachers throughout the year, the originally lifeless classroom, was suddenly laughed by the jokes of the classmates, and the quality of the class has of course improved! Studying, is our main thing, I remember the first year of junior high school, I don't take my homework seriously, and I don't go to tutoring every day on weekends, running around with a cram school In the past, I was often used to being alone in a lively place, drinking milk tea, quietly looking at the sky However, habits will eventually be changed by reality!
Now we will not be like the first and second years of junior high school: on the weekend, we only call out to go shopping when we are free, ** if there are fun things to buy, at school is, leisurely talking about gossip news, looking at magazines But we are now in a race against time, who grasps the time, who is the final winner! Sometimes, I think:
It's over, the high school entrance examination is approaching, I still haven't figured it out yet, please slow down! Someone once asked me: If you had to choose between the present and the future, which would you choose?
I just smiled faintly and said:
Can I choose to do it all over again?
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Time slipped through the fingers, leaving behind calluses on the index and middle fingers of the right hand; Time slipped away from the basin, leaving behind a face that grew up; Time slipped away from the exam room, leaving behind the knowledge of the year. If you can do it all over again.
If I could do it all over again, I would still be me, and I would still have these family and friends. But, the only thing I want to erase is.
Fifth and sixth grade.
I know, it can't be.
In the early stages of primary school, I followed the rules of going to class, leaving class, and leaving school every day. At that time, the grades were okay, and the grades were the best in the second semester of the fourth year, which led to a huge change in the attitude towards learning. I have very little time to study every day, and my eyes are glued to my phone, TV, etc. every day.
On the way to school, I talked to my classmates about not learning, but about TV dramas. In the past two years, I have asked no more than 20 questions related to my studies. As you can imagine, my grades are getting worse and worse.
What's worse is that not only did I not realize my own shortcomings in my mother's bitter persuasion, but I always felt that what my mother said was wrong, and I became more and more suspicious of my mother. In fact, he has entered a rebellious period, but he is not aware of it. I thought that paranoid progress was my personality, but all of this seems to be the will of God, and there is a specific plot in the dark.
If I could do it all over again, I would study hard, cherish every inch of time, and remember every word of my mother.
I know, it can't be.
In the blink of an eye, I was in the second year of junior high school, and now I feel that time has flown by. I'm going to say goodbye to the bad habits of the past. If you fail, you can start again, if you fall, you can get up again, and if you can't learn it once, you can learn it again. Maybe everything can be repeated, but life can't be repeated.
So I have to cherish my time and work hard. So that Zheng Yan's future self doesn't have to sigh - if he can do it all over again......
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If only life could be repeated.
The passage of time ......
We are directing our own lives, approaching step by step, letting our hearts stop rhythm, breathing stop beating, holding hands again and again makes me more dependent on you, hugging again and again makes me cherish our time, this relationship is not hard to come by the director, but more of a heart for it.
This time and again left me into a situation where I couldn't struggle no matter how hard I tried my best, maybe I was wrong, I didn't make any explanation for this kind of departure because I was too hypocritical, but I really don't know how to express the feelings in my heart, it is bitter, sour, spicy. It may be a flipped five-flavor bottle, there is a different taste, I tried to use various methods to deceive myself, but in the end I still fell that uncompetitive tears, a person can pretend in front of teachers, classmates, and family members, and shed the pain in my heart in laughter, the different taste in my heart, just laughing, how much this smile hides, who knows?
If life can never (I mean if, but I think the repetition of life is the failure of the time) the repetition of life not only indicates a beautiful future, but also indicates that our memories are like some useless things, thrown into the trash, may be in the new years, to create our stories, we are the creators, but also the decomposers, but also consumers, while we create stories, we will use our brains and wisdom to collide with some unexpected sparks, in this beautiful spark, With our beautiful vision for the future, such sparks may be more beautiful than fireworks. This is also the planning of life, but is it useful? Why don't you resign yourself to fate, hey, maybe you are unwilling to fall.
Is it true that after being born with all your heart, you can ask yourself if you have done your best? Isn't there nothing to regret? Regret, what's the use of regret?
Are you starting all over again as the title says? Do you regret this time, regret the next time, miss opportunities again and again, and make mistakes again and again? How many times do you have to be wrong before you get to the end?
I feel helpless about my life, speechless. I really don't know why the years always play tricks on me like that and make me overwhelmed? Speechless again and again, in helplessness, we may understand more things, this kind of thing includes feelings, more feelings, just ethereal, in a burst of noise, only they may be the most silent, but the silence at this time is always useless, right?
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