Article 1: Do strangers frown when they see their hometown? Ten years of bitter cold window, the first scholar, will his brow stretch? When two people who have been in love for a long time have candles in their bridal chamber, their frowning brows will surely stretch, right? !
My mother once told me that this is the three great happy events in life. I am still a student, so these things are naturally far away from me. But it happened in the fourth grade of primary school, but I will never forget it-
It was a warm and cold spring, and the cold in winter has not dissipated. Before Liu Zhier could stretch his limbs, the wind was still biting and people were still wearing winter cotton-padded clothes. As usual, when I came back from school at noon, the food was already prepared and put on the table. My mother went to the kitchen and brought a bowl of soup, so she sat at the table with me and waited for my father to come back for dinner. Mom asked me, how is your study recently? Not bad! I replied. Oh, that's good. My mother's hesitation puzzled me a little. My mother has always been a cheerful and lively person and has never seen her unhappy. Today, her brow is locked into a Sichuan font. I thought, what's wrong? But I am an introverted boy, and I don't talk much. I don't want to ask more questions when I was raised by my parents.
I was doing my homework when I came back in the evening. My father came to my desk and asked me, "Why haven't you handed in your recent Chinese homework?" I panicked, yes. Chinese homework! The Chinese teacher this semester is an elderly female teacher. Her eyes always scare me, and her language is so mean. A girl in the class was talking in class, and her schoolbag was thrown from the fourth floor to the first floor. On Teacher's Day, the monitor sent her a card made by herself, and she threw it into the trash can in front of the whole class. A girl didn't do her homework and slapped her several times. That time, my homework was written and handed in, but it was never corrected. ......
I told all this to my parents in tears. I said, in fact, I wrote all my Chinese homework, but I didn't hand it in at home. I'm afraid the teacher will criticize me again. Dad didn't punish me as usual, but looked at my mother with melancholy eyes. My mother bit her lip, looked dignified, and seemed to talk to herself gently. Tell me, it doesn't matter, my mother will go to school and tell the teacher. My mother told me a lot more, and I also told my mother what I knew and what I thought. Mom told me that it's a big mistake for you not to give your homework to the teacher anyway! That night, I slept for a long time without dreaming, but actually dreamed of the smile of the Chinese teacher. (? Tongling Shida Fire Door-Shida Literature? -? )
The next afternoon, I was doing my homework in the classroom and was called to the office by my classmates. In front of the Chinese teacher's desk, my mother stood and I stood next to her. The teacher listed my "crimes" one by one. Under the careful guidance of my mother last night, I fully realized my mistake, so I was willing to accept criticism. My mother asked me to go back to class. At the moment I left the office door, I looked back at my mother, and I happened to meet her right in my eyes. I am anxious, encouraged and looking forward to it. I continue to do my homework.
It's over, and I forgot. Soon the semester ended and I entered the next school year. When I came back on the day of registration, my mother asked me who the Chinese teacher was this semester. Yes, it's a young teacher. I'm happy to say. My mother seems to be relieved. I didn't hear you clearly, but I know that her eyebrows will never twist again. I looked at my mother. Sure enough, my mother's eyebrows have spread out. I smiled. My mother asked me, what are you laughing at? Ha ha! Yeah, what am I laughing at? Mom is happy! She is my lively, cheerful and tacit friend and mother! I naturally want to laugh. I will never forget this incident, because I don't want my mother to frown and worry about me any more!
Chapter 2: Opening my eyebrows and entering the first mid-term exam in junior high school is undoubtedly an opportunity for me to "turn over" after being deeply hit by the phased exam.
Because I missed the stage exam greatly, every score is undoubtedly a painful blow to me. As soon as the first math class came down, I looked at the bright red score strangely and stayed there with a straight face. If it weren't for a violent shaking at the same table, I would have frowned like this. ...
I was even more unhappy the next day, and I always felt that I was holding my breath in my chest.
I want to wash away that boring mood with the sea of questions, but I can't. Looking out the window, it is the season of burning straw, otherwise how can there be such a thick fog? I think quietly, only to find that the faint loss in my heart is like a lingering cloud outside the window. I wanted to open the window to sober myself up, but I smelled a pungent smell of smoke, so I closed the window quickly.
His brow wrinkled again.
Suddenly I heard the sound of opening the door. I think mom's back. Unexpectedly, she was holding a bouquet of gorgeous roses and a bouquet of lilies in bud. My mother put them behind the vase and came into my room. Suddenly a beautiful fragrance rushed into the nasal cavity. Mom smiled and said, "Put some flowers to make life more interesting!" " "I looked at this flower and felt that the clouds in my heart had dissipated a lot. When my eyes are bright, I feel much more relaxed.
Eyebrows, slightly stretched.
"Look, this flower is really beautiful. You feel much better after reading it! " Mom knew very well that I was unhappy in the exam, so I bought it specially.
"Look at this flower, its blooming is beautiful, but you only see its gorgeous side, but look at these budding lilies. In fact, they are constantly absorbing nutrients, accumulating energy, and making generate shine at the last minute. If they don't work hard, how can they be beautiful today? "
I thought with my head down.
"You too. If you don't really reserve your knowledge energy and sink blindly, how can you have full marks? "
Mom's words reminded me instantly. Isn't it a mistake? Didn't you just fail the exam? Not this time. I have midterm and final exams. Why not let go of your emotions and accumulate "knowledge nutrients"? Thought of here, my heart suddenly enlightened.
My brow is completely stretched, and a long-lost smile hangs on my face.
After unremitting struggle, I finally got into the top 30 of my grade and got my smile back.
Thanks to my mother's bouquet, I understand that if I leave more fragrance in my heart and accumulate more, how can the unhappiness between my eyebrows linger?
Chapter 3: How many people's hearts have been touched by stretching their brows, and how many incredible history have been changed. Dream or wake up, only at that moment.
You are a crimson pearl fairy grass, and he is a waiter in Shen Ying, frowning and leaning against a tree in tears. It is destiny takes a hand that you can't be together. It is your lofty, aloof and brilliant spirit that keeps this gentleman awake all night. In his dreams and tears, he smiled and clung to his heart. It is your sentimentality that makes him care about you involuntarily. A sound of "Sister Lin" and a sound of "Sister Xue" make you sad and end up. She was widowed until she was old, and he saw through the world of mortals and became a monk. Once brilliant, it disappeared in an instant. If you frown, maybe it's just his sister. The former Guo Rong Tower still exists.
The splendor of the Western Zhou Dynasty, singing and dancing lightly in the garden, haunted her mind, and the reclusive king was jewels, just to win the smile of the princess and queen. There were more than 20 beacon towers, when the princes led the troops to save the car. The party was full of discontent. Having said that, the eyebrows stretched, and the princess smiled gently, and the smile was helpless. In the smile of Zhan Yan, the beloved princess, under the dishonest beacon tower, after a legendary joke, a once dazzling dynasty, the Western Zhou Dynasty, drew a pause, just because the eyebrows were stretched at that moment. If the eyebrows are stretched day by day, the Western Zhou Dynasty may not disappear soon, and Wang Ping may not establish the Eastern Zhou Dynasty on the basis of this whole smile.
Huansha, the water reflects the face, the fish is intoxicated, and there is another beautiful scenery. The slender hands gently stirred the stream and the fish got drunk. As a fairy, it certainly subverts a city. Suddenly covering his heart with his hand, the beauty was even more worried, which made the king of Yue both heartbroken and distressed. My heart has already been wrapped by her, waiting for the love between the eyebrows, and finally turned into a lost tear. Stone, if you frown, the King of Yue will still destroy the country for you. If you frown, Yue may still be strong.
Frown stretch, once a powerful country, luxury, splendor, wealth, in an instant, it is doomed to destruction. History is like this, just for a moment.
Frown stretching, the gear that affects history!
Chapter 4: Stretching the Eyebrows That is a blank exercise book, which is being thrown out of the window by the teacher. It spread its white wings in the air and crashed into the corridor, looking like a mess.
Always writing and listening, I didn't do my homework for the first time. I was distracted in the class of the famous "Typhoon Anemone". The strict old class was unhappy and decided to start educating the child who had not fallen into the abyss.
Under the eyes of the public, the deskmate silently picked up the exercise book, and then slowly climbed into the seat, his head very low.
I secretly went to see it, guessing that she must be very sad, because her beautiful phoenix eyes have been crying like goldfish, full of tears, so red that they are about to ooze blood. Delicate arch eyebrows are also twisted together to form a word "Sichuan".
"Karma, I told you not to write." I joked as usual, trying to liven up the atmosphere. Unexpectedly, she gave me a dirty look, bent her eyebrows strangely, and then scolded me.
I paused, and then I scolded back, so the shouting quickly developed to a fever, and the two of us were flushed and scuffled, and finally the teacher pulled us away.
After school, there was a 38th parallel on our original clean desk. Two little faces, one on the left and one on the right, are frowning, and it seems that they owe a lot of money.
A row of willows outside the school gate scattered catkins on their heads again. I was so bored that I wanted to tear them up together, but I couldn't catch them. My heart is suddenly empty, as if I have lost something. I'm scared, but I can only watch it dry up.
Wet things stick to my cheeks, which tickles when I slide down, and hurts when I pull. There is something called sadness that permeates my whole body and mind instantly.
I really had a fight with her. Eyebrows are knotted in the forehead and heart, and my heart is a mess.
I shivered and suddenly expected that all this was not true.
Some things will only be cherished if they are lost. I can remember the laughter and laughter together in the past. I regret picking on her when she is unhappy, knowing that she is in a bad mood will annoy her.
It rained heavily that night and there was a scratching sound outside the window. I frowned and didn't feel sleepy, so I almost didn't sleep all night.
When I went out the next day, the air was mixed with bitter earthy smell, and the sky rushed at me. I hurried to school.
I came early, and there were only a few people in my class, including my deskmate.
I stopped and hesitated how to speak. She spoke first. "Yesterday ..."
"It's my fault." I grabbed the words and smiled at her. Her eyebrows spread like two thin willow leaves, which would be very delicate.
Some things I learned later, her parents divorced, and they didn't stop after they left. They also hurt their daughter by throwing pots and irons at home. It is understandable that the deskmate is in a bad mood and does something wrong. After the old class knew it, she was very kind to her and often taught her.
I feel guilty about it. She said to me, "We are friends! What is wrong with forgiveness? There is a saying that I don't know each other! " Her whole face softened when she smiled, and I frowned slightly, and something melted in my heart.
I threw her written exercise book into the air, and with exclamation, I knew my eyebrows were sticking out, and they must be as beautiful as her.