The road of life is full of thorns. You didn't say it when you needed it. They have quietly come to your side: mother, teacher, friend ... their eyes and hearts can read you, and they will hold your thin arm with their hands. Because of them, I have never been alone along the way.

Tonight, school is still very late. At this moment, my mother must wait for me at the school gate. Rinrin Bell!' I ran out. What a strong wind! The wind, with a large crystal snowflake, went straight into the collar and hit the body like a knife, and some fell to the ground and melted. At the school gate, you wrapped in a thick scarf, held the lunch box on your chest, and kept your eyes locked on me. You handed me the lunch box and left in a hurry. It's just that the outer wall of this lunch box is too warm. Of course it's warm, as warm as mom's palm. Mother's hand, the back of her calloused hand, is of course cold, as cold as today's wind. Walking into the classroom and opening the lunch box, a warm fragrance came to the nose. I know this is the secret to make you cry all day ... in the face of this, I know it's no accident.

I can't help but see many scenes: when fighting by candlelight, you always urge me to sleep until I fall asleep, and you don't go to sleep; After every quarrel, you always say that you will leave me, but you always take great pains to create intoxicating memories for me: you will wash my clothes, cook for me, cover me with a quilt that has been kicked off in the dark, win the exam, give me a sign of victory, help me carry my luggage, and carry it with a heavy load ... Faced with this, I know it is no accident. Mom, I thought that with you, I wouldn't be lonely.

There is a tide in my heart that moistens the coast. Along the way, the sail of friendship carried me forward.

My homework has been very busy these days. I have taken up enough sleep time at night, and I have to take the hateful panda eye to school in the morning. My thinking is like a short circuit. But who is different? Only you, octopus, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't be too tired, even if you are exhausted." Your expression is natural. I know you are good to me. This is no accident. I still agreed absently. You were quite surprised when you saw the deepened eye zone. "Why are your eyes deep again? Why are you working so hard? " There is a trace of blame in this sentence. I read too much love and concern from your eyes.

Thank you, octopus. Along the way, I am not alone.

The purple Ferris wheel tells a romantic story. No matter how beautiful the stars are, they are still dim at night without lovers. There is a blue sky in my heart, because with your company, I am not alone along the way.