The first article: good memories

When it comes to memories, all I can think of is childhood. Perhaps, for those of us who haven't graduated, only childhood is beautiful. On the first day, the second day and the third day, we almost lived a gray life, leaving only gray memories, but gray is also beautiful, because in it, we tasted the ups and downs, which is also a kind of happiness.

In my heart, the best memory is the third day, that year, and only that year, I learned what is mother, what is maternal love, and what is happiness.

That year, I went to study at night, because I was afraid of my mother's nagging and my father's reprimand. Only school was my safe haven. There are the best playmates and the best teachers. Even without the best food, I am happy!

Our home is far from school, because it's very late after the evening self-study, so my mother has to pick me up from far away. At that time, there was no car at home, so my mother had to ride that old bike, which made me feel full of energy and couldn't walk a few steps. I walk to the door with my classmates every day, talking and laughing, but I haven't seen my mother. As soon as my mother arrived, my war with her began. I started this war.

No one knows my mother's generosity. My words are enough to stab a person, let alone put them together. My mother didn't say a word. When my mouth was watering, she just said, "It's late, go home!" " When I heard this sentence, I had an impulse to cry. Perhaps, at this time, I learned about maternal love!

In the future, I will not let my mother pick me up, but lie and tell her that it is safe to have company all the way. Although my mother always wanted to pick me up, I refused! In fact, I was the only one along the way, but I was not afraid. For my mother's sake, just like McDull Pig, since he can learn to rob Baoshan for his mother, why can't I go home alone? Mom is really tired, and besides, that old bike can't be ridden any more.

In this way, my mother didn't come to pick me up, but cooked me a delicious meal every day after coming home, and then said to me, "Jie Jie, you are tired!" " Come on, mom went to the mall to buy food for you. Eat more. The food at school is not good. You must not have enough to eat! "Then, my mother went to my bowl with vegetables, probably to make up for the loss of not picking me up from school, but she knew that I wouldn't let her pick me up from school in order not to ride that broken bike, but she went to the mall again, far away!

However, at this moment, my heart is full of sweetness, because I have such a good mother. At this moment, I said to myself, "This is your best memory. Remember, without this memory, your brain will be completely destroyed! Forever and ever! "

Part II: Good memories

If life is a dream, there is your shadow in it. Missing is like a colorful picture scroll, fixed on every picture of memory. I like all the feelings of being with you, and I have unconsciously fallen into the love you weave. I once thought about running away, but when I finished training and faced my heart calmly, I knew I couldn't erase you from my memory like a computer game, so I could only assume that you were destined to be the one who came into my life. I often think of your shyness when you learn "swearing", and feel like a little boy who has not been wet behind the ears. In my experience, there are things you haven't done for others, but you are willing to do it for me, which makes me very satisfied and moved. As for other feelings, I think they will stay in a corner of my memory forever, and I will look at them slowly when I recall them later!

So, what feeling do I want to leave you?

I want to leave some love, although I know that love is a luxury, just like a rose representing love. When it opens, it is charming and enchanting, but it is easy to wither in a short time. But I still want to see the moment when the roses are in full bloom. Love, just a little bit, I want to be a passionate lover.

I think, leave a little affection, because I know that affection is the most precious emotion, and its value lies in that as long as you don't pay anything in return, it will be more sacred with affection. Therefore, I want to be a sister who will always be loved by you.

I want to keep a little friendship. After all, I know that friendship is the most valuable asset to show off. No one can be a lifelong lover, and no one wants a lifelong confidant. Therefore, I want to be a confidante who can trust you, is willing to talk to you, and at the same time wants to understand you and is willing to solve your troubles.

Am I greedy?

I remember I once said that I would never fall in love with anyone again, and I could never be their lover. But if I want to do it, I must do my best and leave a mark on your life track.

I know that your first love and your lover didn't give you a completely relaxed feeling. In front of them, besides friendship, there are more responsibilities and unspeakable regrets. I hope you can find a completely relaxed feeling, full of passion and warmth with me. I really want to have a chance for you to lean your head on my chest, listen to my heartbeat quietly, and then tell you that I understand the fatigue of your career and deal with the fatigue of all kinds of dealings. I want to see you fall asleep sweetly under my mother's caress!

Although I am willing to pay deep affection for you, I will never drag you down. If one day you feel bored, you can let go of my hand at any time without even giving me any reason. Because I know that I am ready to accept everything you bring me, whether it is good or bad. The love in my heart exists only for feeling.

I think you know, isn't it lucky to have me in this life? !

So, what else do I want to leave you?

I also want to make an emotional cocktail, a tacit understanding, a free and easy, a caring, plus a beautiful memory that is still worth remembering in my twilight years.

Part III: Good memories

In the summer of 20 16, my senior high school entrance examination ended. I was admitted to the key high school I dreamed of.

As a reward, my father bought me a computer, Lenovo's. At that time, I didn't know what a luxury it was to own my own computer, and the one-year free internet access given by Lenovo 1+ 1 made me very happy.

I don't know how popular the internet is now, but it was really new to me at that time.

When I was in junior high school, I took writing as my pleasure, and I naturally wrote down some of my thoughts in the leisurely summer vacation after the senior high school entrance examination. An article "Ah, Senior High School Entrance Examination" and an article "My Summer Diary". The first one is my feelings and thoughts on the senior high school entrance examination after watching eight sets of CCTV's "The Promise of Life", and the second one is a mockery of my degraded summer life.

At that time, literary teenagers met the internet, so they had an unprecedented response. I suddenly want to post what I wrote online. At that time, some newborn calves really felt not afraid of tigers. Although the internet is strange, they are not afraid of anything. With this in mind, I got up the courage to find a library station online and prepare to contribute.

In the search engine, enter the composition library, and wonderful things happen. ...

That's how I got to know Xiao He's composition library.

About one day after I sent two proud compositions to Xiao He's composition library, I was admitted and published by the composition library. While lamenting such high efficiency, I am extremely happy and recognized. ...

Not long after, the website held a competition, and selected the top ten who published more articles on the website, and gave different prizes to everyone according to the ranking. Although I am ashamed to see that the younger generation has published many articles,

At that time, Xiaohei's composition library was at the beginning of the station. At that time, I was surprised to be in the tenth (ninth? I don't know how excited I am to see my name on the list with two articles.

Not long after, a beautiful color-printed book named Little Athlete was delivered to my door. The internet is so real for the first time.

I remember showing off that book for a long time in front of my classmates when I was a freshman, hehe.

Time flies for seven years, three years in high school and four years in college. I am busy with all kinds of seemingly endless things. When the good news came that I was taking the postgraduate entrance examination in Beijing, I met the editor of Xiaohe's composition library online.

Rereading what I wrote seven years ago seems to have seen my past, my youth and bitterness, and my innocence before. I also saw a group of younger brothers and sisters' enthusiastic comments on my composition, even when I forgot.

I am also pleased to see that several younger brothers and sisters cursed "destroying literature" after reading my "My Summer Diary", which made me feel terrible.

The editor said that I can be called the original "lotus friend".

"What a wonderful memory!" The editor said.