Help, Ma Zhe s article understands 200 points speed

Colorful flowers, they have received the baptism of sunshine, the moisture of drizzle, and paid their graceful faces to decorate the world; The tall and majestic trees, they have received the watering of the people, the blessings of the birds, and the grace of their own towering greenery to repay the benefactor; The babbling streams, they accept the gift of rain, the dance of fish, and give their sweet and clear blood to thank for creating ......

Stopping by the stream, watching the stream flow, the gurgling sound seemed to reproach me; Looking at the swaying green trees, the tall body seems to despise me; Wildflowers everywhere, but the first smiling face seemed to be laughing at me. Hanging my head, I was confused. The sleepy memories flashed back again.

My mother was sick, it was arthritis for many years, her haggard face looked lifeless, and the occasional pain was always accompanied by the twitching back and forth of the corners of her mouth. But I still "sat firmly on Mount Tai" and watched the cartoon with satisfaction, and the loud sound made me forget about my mother's pain.

！During the advertising phase, I finally faintly heard my mother's weak cry. I didn't get tired of walking up to my mother and pouting, the boss upset.

Pour me a glass of water. Reluctantly, I grabbed a cup for my mother and quickly slipped over to the TV. Just as I was fascinated, my mother was calling again, and I walked into the bedroom in a rage, and shouted at my sick mother

What's the matter, are you annoyed? My mother was immediately stunned by this cry, and I saw her huge tears rolling down, and her pale face became more and more ugly. My throat was on fire, and I couldn't say a word, and I hesitantly took the cup.

At first glance, it was water, a cup full of pecans, which my mother had prepared for me, and it had taken her a whole afternoon of ......

Thinking back to my mother's kindness and mother's love, I am ashamed of how little I have paid. Growing up, my mother's smile was her encouragement for me, a lunch was her sweat for me, and even a slap on my face was the pain she paid for me. For more than ten years, I only know how to accept, and I have never thought about the hard work.

That time, I understood, I understood that life that only accepts is pale and powerless, and those who only accept are cowardly and incompetent.

I went to the flower shop and I wanted my mother to see the most gorgeous roses. Looking at the countless competing flowers, I chose a flower seed, I want to use my own sweat to raise the most beautiful flowers, with love to pour. This is what I should pay!

I don't have to write now, but when I write, I should rely on myself, even if I copy it, I have to rely on myself!

Universality and particularity, individuality and commonality, hehe, all the things that have been learned.

After reading it, I sighed.

Is China's education still fucking saved?!

Fail!

Redo it all, and you're done.

Your words are very humorous, but there are some things that don't make sense.