What I want to rely on most is your 600-word composition, a dream, a beginning and an end. Looking back at the years when you accompanied me, bit by bit, like a star, exudes brilliant brilliance. It's a long way to go. Who can predict the future? I want to rely on you most when I am most sad and helpless.
We have been together for twelve years. I have never seen you. I don't know how far you are from my age, but I know you are by my side and never leave. Sometimes, you are very strict; Sometimes, you are gentle.
Remember last time. The school has always been very strong in recreational activities, but I, a self-righteous person, was not selected by the teacher. At that time, my heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle. I'm angry, sad and lonely ... I can't face everyone's blows and ridicule. Tears, like dew on the residual flowers, fall lightly into the water, like a broken bead curtain. You said to me, "If you have the courage to think you are great, why don't you have the courage to be strong?" ? ! Take back your tears! Learn to be strong! True honor belongs only to those who have the ability to get it! "Your voice is full of severity, but it is another kind of comfort. It warms my lonely heart, and it seems to come from the inner voice. At that time, I wanted to rely on you most. Relying on you, I have the courage to face everything.
In my memory, you taught me to stop tears more than once, and you beat yourself by me. Sometimes, you are far away from me; Sometimes you seem to be in my heart. I can't thank you because I don't know who you really are. Your trace is elusive, like an illusion in your mind, like a star in the cloud, erratic. However, in the saddest time, I want to rely on you most.
Can you remember another thing at the same time? I will take part in the piano competition. You know, how much I paid for that game. I defeated both the preliminaries and the semi-finals, but failed in the final. You know I can't stand this blow. At that moment, my brain went blank. It's like being hit hard. I left everything behind. Teacher, my mother's comfort turned into a terrible scolding in my ears. I ran, and the wind in my ear seemed to turn into a terrible devil. It's cloudy and cloudy. The rain fell, no longer as lovely as an elf, but became a spoon that disturbed my heart. The weather is like my mood. No one's street, only you accompany me. The rain beat my closed heart, but it had no effect. I can't tell which is rain and which is tears on my face. You said to me, "What does failure matter? Only failure can succeed! " ! Life is meaningful only when you fail. Give and you will get back. Learn to be strong, come on! "My tears still stream down. At that time, I wanted to rely on you most. Relying on you, I have the confidence to face difficulties.
I want to rely on you most when I am most sad and helpless. Leaning on your shoulder, I will lack a lot in my heart, but I will get more for it. Dream, end, start again. Relying on you, I can see the dawn of hope. You are me. To be precise, it's me in my heart. In the future, you will continue to accompany me through storms and rivers. In the future, when I am most sad and helpless, I want to rely on you most, and it will always be you. ...
What I want to rely on most is that your composition is as high as the sky and as wide as the sea. Your hug is the belief I want to rely on most. -inscription
That year, in midsummer, I was playing happily in the countryside and received your phone call: "Mom has something to do, so I have to ask your dad to accompany me to the hospital. You should be obedient these two days! " When a bolt from the blue came, I lost interest in playing and ran home at once.
Seeing you sitting as if nothing had happened, my hanging heart fell by half. When you ask about your illness, you always mutter "nothing, a slight illness". Later, my father told me the truth-you need surgery, and the time is about two weeks. At that time, I finally knew how afraid I was of you leaving.
I accompanied you to the hospital the day before the operation, but you still casually said, "Well, this ward is not bad." Holding back my tears, I went out silently. Because of the school, I can't accompany you to the operation.
Grandma's cooking doesn't taste as good as before. I was very upset at school all day. Class, class, class ... The bell rang in my ear again and again, but my thoughts had already drifted to the ward: you should be in surgery, I know your cowardice, it doesn't matter ... The teacher criticized me three times in that whole math class, and the last time I got angry and yelled at me. My heart is back. After school, I opened the door and said, "Mom, I ..." Looking at the empty house, I froze and burst into tears. Putting down my schoolbag seems to relieve my fatigue. After a while, I seem to have some instructions for the kitchen. "Mom, why didn't you cook ..." No wonder, you miss the tinkling of cooking. Two days passed, looking at the messy sink and sofa, I was silent. Jumping on the bed, loneliness fills me. My heart seems to be shouting "I'm hungry, mom" and "I miss you, mom".
When she nags, I always dismiss it; I always ignore her advice ... looking at the messy books on the table, mountains of clothes, pots and pans in the pool. I suddenly realized how terrible life is without my mother. Loneliness pervaded, and at that moment, I realized how much I longed for her company.
Two weeks later, she returned home in triumph. I am as happy as a hunter when he sees food. I rushed up to hug her and shouted, "Mom, I miss you. I want to rely on you most. "
Time passes slowly, and I want to spend more time with her. Although the traces of time are slowly emerging, she is still my reliance!
What I want to rely on most is your 600-word composition. In my sleepy eyes, I saw your figure, your thin but vague figure. For two years, I have been thinking about you so much; Wake up in the middle of the night and cry for you; I want to rely on you most. ...
Do you remember? In the past, at school, there was not much trouble. As long as I stop at home and smell mouthwatering food, I forget everything. I always rush into the house, throw down my schoolbag and shout at you, "xx, I'm back!" " "I clearly remember that in the kitchen, under the" boom "range hood, you came back to see me and smiled and pushed me out of the kitchen. The greasy touch still remains on my skin.
When I am in trouble, I want to rely on you most. Soft dust flies in the dim light and falls on your black hair. You lean against the old locust tree, and your favorite song is on the radio on the Eight Immortals table. You hum along, turn over a yellow cookbook at hand, and mutter a few words from time to time: "X will be back later, and I will cook for him." Inadvertently make a little noise and disturb you. You looked at me standing at the door and said, "X, how about having a chicken today?"
When I grow up, I want to rely on you most.
Open your eyes, they are white, and your eyes are full of weakness. If you look at it a little, you will see that you rushed into the door anxiously and said lovingly to me lying in the hospital bed as soon as you entered, "How's it going?" Is it better? I brought your favorite bone soup, have some! " You gently lift my back, gently pick me up, sit up, look at my left hand full of pinholes and say with distress, "I'm holding it, you eat!" " "Looking at your gentle eyes, I see your tenderness and sadness.
When I am weak, I want to rely on you most.
"I ask you to be careful every time. Why do you only take this exam!" Whenever my mother's reproach sounds, as long as I hear your hurried footsteps, I am no longer afraid. Pushing open the door, you came over to comfort me: "Don't be sad, study hard, and you will do well in the next exam." You know, if I have an iron at this time, I really want to iron your wrinkled eyebrows!
When I am wronged, I want to rely on you most.
Wake up suddenly from a dream. It turned out to be just a dream. It's been two years since you left me. Your face has changed from familiar to fuzzy in my heart, but what I want to rely on most is you. In the kitchen, the food is not so fragrant; Under the light, there is no tin drama, no menu; When you are sick, you lack bone soup; When I am blamed, I lack your help, but what I want to rely on most is you.
What I want to rely on most is that your composition has lost its dependence, leaving only deep memories and desolate beauty. -inscription
Someone once asked me the taste of heartache, and I pondered it over and over again. The most painful thing when I was growing up was losing you, my grandmother.
Growing up, my hands seem to have been held by you. In the enlightenment education, it is not my parents who often appear in front of me, but you-grandma. I still remember when I was a child, you took me everywhere, played games in the yard of my hometown, loved me and spoiled me. Summer night, you held me in your arms and told me stories. That warm picture can't be erased from my mind.
When I got to school and got good grades, I told you at the first time that I was wronged and cried to you. Grandma, you are the pillar of my heart. I study hard, live honestly and win various awards just to make you proud of me, because I only knew how to make you happy when I was young.
I thought you could always be happy, but I still don't feel sad when you are ill, because every time I see your optimistic smile, I always believe that you will get better.
Over the years, every summer vacation, I have been clamoring for my mother to go back to my hometown to see you. I feel very excited every time. After returning home, the first thing I did was to jump into your arms and smell your familiar smell, as if I had got rid of all the burdens and gained freedom.
This year, I came back to see you as usual, but you couldn't see me. The spread of cancer cells has blinded you. I feel nervous whenever I see my mother and aunt talking with heavy expressions and tears. I seem to perceive something in my heart. You still took my hand and said to me earnestly, "You have grown up and don't need grandma's care. You should study hard and be filial to your parents when you grow up. " I can only keep nodding, but my heart is so sad. I also want to tell you that I love you and I want to be filial to you. I want to be by your side forever, and let me be your support when I grow up.
However, it is too late to tell you these words now. Grandma "left" At that moment, my heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom, and sadness and helplessness came to my mind. I can only cry helplessly. I really tasted the pain of heartache and loss of dependence.
When I returned to my hometown again, all I saw was your tombstone. I want to suppress my emotions and learn to be calm, but I still can't help crying. The mind seems to be immersed in tears, and it is difficult to extricate itself. ...
Dear grandma, are you okay in heaven? Do you know that?/You know what? The feeling of missing you is the feeling of tears. I want to tell you too much, but I owe you these unspoken words, whether it is the bleak autumn wind or the whistling north wind. When spring comes again and the hard ice in my heart melts again, please remember that you will always be my granddaughter's inner support. ...