Remember this day

"Pa". Just as I entered the lane, I heard the sound of dropping a cup all the way. My heart tightened and I hurried home. I met my neighbor head-on, and I knew from her eyes that something must have happened to my family again!

when I arrived at the door, I heard a reverberation of "banging" in the room, followed by my mother's crying. "Oh my God! Hand in hand! " I hurried into the house, only to find my mother's face covered with tears, her hair unkempt and her coat torn, while my father's image was similar, showing that the two sides were evenly matched, but "men don't flick when they have tears". "I've had enough of this day, divorce! Divorce! " Mom's soprano almost pierced my eardrum. I looked at my mother and then at my father. Mom looks like she's going to make a big deal out of it, and dad is still in the old school: he takes things too seriously but can't end them, and he has a pair of warm soup. "Is it not playing mahjong? What happened to playing mahjong? Is it illegal? Does the police want you to take care of it? " Although mother's education is not high, the quarrel is unambiguous, and the rhetorical question seems to be a barrage. At this time, dad only has to listen. I'm stupefied, it's for beating hemp pulp again! Mom and dad have argued about this more than once. Alas! Mom and dad have argued about this more than once. Alas! What do you think our ancestors invented? Why did they invent this thing? I don't know how many families have been harmed What a sin. "Dad, mom, you stop arguing. I'm hungry, and I have to review my lessons after eating. " I look for opportunities to change the subject. As soon as my mother heard this, she stopped crying slowly, and I lost no time in handing out the tissue. "You wait, I'll cook." Mother dried her tears and was ready to go to the kitchen. I thought to myself: it seems that this trick is quite effective. "Leave!" Mom was about to call a truce, but dad got tough, and a thunderous roar scared me. The muscles on his face were shaking violently, and he looked really angry. I hurriedly dozen circle field: "dad, you have to think clearly: it doesn't matter if you leave, what can I do?" There is still less than a month before the senior high school entrance examination. Do me a favor and wait until I finish the exam before getting divorced, okay? " At this time, the room was surprisingly quiet. For a long time, I heard my father sigh heavily. My mother looked at me guiltily, glanced at my father in fear, stood up silently, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, smoothed her messy hair and walked to the kitchen. Dad also silently picked up the broom and began to clean the battlefield. According to past experience, I know that the dawn of peace has finally arrived! I am proud of my outstanding peacekeeping mission. After a while, the smell of food wafted from the kitchen, and the ground was clean. Nothing seemed to happen at home except the messy clothes on both sides. While eating, I picked up food for my parents and said sadly, "I love you, and no one can lose you." I hope this is your last battle. Please remember this day and never forget it. " Mom and dad looked at each other and nodded at me hard. From their eyes, I believe that "war" will never come again.

2. Remember that this day is a bleak night in the autumn wind, and it is outside the door. A vague figure is accompanied by a burst of knocking at the door ... "Excuse me, could you please turn down the volume?" Dad bowed his head and said to his neighbor on the fourth floor. "Er ... OK!" Before he finished, his father interrupted him again. "My child is doing his homework. Your voice is ... a little loud." "bang!" With the sound of the door closing, my father turned around and sighed, his eyebrows frowning lightly. Suddenly, the air around him seemed to be trapped, filled with only a touch of sadness and helplessness. This is an ordinary "landscape", a well-known picture of the residents of Building 6. Because, almost every day at this time, the father on the fifth floor will come to ask the neighbors not to make a sound to influence me-a student who "fights" for the senior high school entrance examination. But, who knows, there is no reason not to make a sound? Regardless of the "buzzing" sound from Aunt Zhang's washing machine on the sixth floor, even the rock music played by Xiao Wu on the fourth floor is enough to make me unable to do my homework with peace of mind. "Well, it's so influential! Say it again today! " Dad didn't wait for the "movement" to start playing, but he thought about saying to his neighbors, "Dad, don't go. Why should people listen to you?" When I heard my father's complaint in the room, my heart was like a walnut being suddenly knocked open, and the cool and bitter taste came to my mind. I couldn't help rushing out and saying to him. "no!" Dad didn't listen to my persuasion at all and rushed out of the house. I lie prone at the window and can't bear to watch this moment: a father who is over half a year old is going to pay his dignity for his daughter! One hand was raised, and when I was about to "enjoy" the noise for a few minutes, suddenly, the sound disappeared! Father's "wanting to knock and stop" hand was stiff in an instant. At this moment, Building 6 has returned to the scene of "and a thousand sounds are quieted". On this day, my heart was deeply shocked. I can't forget my father's love, but the silence of my neighbors moved me even more. Has the "scenery" disappeared? No, the former "scenery" is gradually sneaking into the night. Now, the silence of that day continues as always, and I remember this day in my heart. Remember this day, remember that moment, and remember the love of everyone around you. Because this day contains the love of my father, the understanding and concern of my neighbors, and my careful interpretation of the term "love"!

3. Beautiful Butterfly Life is short, but the beauty of life is eternal. -Inscription The shower gradually stopped, and I walked out of the stuffy room to get some air. My eyes suddenly flashed, ah! A colorful butterfly! Blue skirt, white ribbon, butterflies flying like fairies. Not far away, it is such a gorgeous flower that presents a different kind of beauty in the washing of rain. Butterflies fluttered among the flowers, disturbing my sight. Suddenly it flew again and landed on the trunk of a big tree beside me. Is it showing off its beauty to me? I stopped to watch. "poof!" Butterfly was hit by a drop of rain beads and fell into the puddle under the tree. I froze, I didn't know whether to hold it, and my weak wings flapped feebly in the water. I suddenly found that my breathing was shortness of breath. Gradually, gradually, a miracle appeared. It climbed to a small flower in the puddle bit by bit, erected its wet wings and trembled slightly in the wind. < P > My heart was filled with joy. The tenacious life finally overcame the bad luck. Suddenly a breeze blew and countless raindrops fell on the tree. Once again, the butterfly was unfortunately hit and fell miserably. My heart aches. There are shallow ripples on the water, and this little life is still struggling. It is still alive! I seem to feel the throb of a powerful life! Hurriedly carefully picked it up. The trembling wings opened and closed slightly, and my heart fell with them. Weak butterfly, can you survive?

another gust of wind blew, and it cleared up, and a rainbow hung in the sky. That brave butterfly tried several times, and finally jumped out of my hand and flew to Ran Ran ... < P > I stood quietly and watched it. Respectable butterfly, for beauty, breaks the shackles of silk cocoon, for beauty, overcomes the hardships of wind and rain, isn't it explaining to me the eternal beauty of life?

4. Gifts

When I got home from school, my father was prostrating himself to weave a straw mat. When he saw me, he immediately stopped his work, looked at me transfixed, and the surprise of reunion after such a long separation clearly flashed in his deep eyes. I quickly stepped forward to help him sit down and couldn't wait to report the good news I brought back: "Dad, I got the first grade in the midterm exam!" " Father nodded excitedly, showing a face of excitement and joy: "... eh! Ok! ..... ""Dad! Tomorrow is your fifty-third birthday, and I bought you a cigarette with a scholarship. " I dug out his birthday present in my bag with passion and respectfully presented it. Smoking is my father's greatest hobby in his life. Smoke has a strange magic power to drive him away from fatigue. Every time my father was tired in the field, he took out a cheap and inferior cigarette from his arms and lit it leisurely. In a concentrated and comfortable expression, he took a break with the cigarette after working in the field. In the end, his physical strength seemed to recover completely, so he picked up farm tools and went to work harder ... At this time, his father stayed and didn't pick it up. He stood up slowly and left the wooden bench, his expression on her face suddenly became more complicated, and his lips began to move violently, but he didn't make any noise. "Dad! More than three pieces of a pack of good cigarettes! " My father just reached out and shook the cigarette. As soon as I saw his blue-blooded hand, I was about to cry-my mother left early. For more than ten years, he has been running the house and the house alone, and he has to provide me with a study. People are getting old quickly. I couldn't bear to read it. When I received the admission notice from the city's key middle school six months ago, I took the initiative to ask my father to give up school and help him. But he flatly refused, so he borrowed from the east and the west to make up 1,211 yuan and sent me to the station: "Go and study hard. After reading the book, everything will be fine. In the future, I will go home to visit relatives on holidays and bring my father two packs of good cigarettes to smoke, and my father will be satisfied. " When the bus was about to leave, my father rushed up again, struggling to climb the window and told me, "If you need money, just call your neighbor. Dad has a way!" I nodded viciously with tears ... At this time, I wanted my father to open the cigarette case immediately, take out one, and focus on igniting it comfortably as usual after being tired. However, I couldn't. My father just held the cigarette in front of his eyes and stared at it emotionally. He looked at the cigarette and looked at me again. His eyes were full of tears. For a long time, he carefully put down the cigarette and said calmly, "Smoke, I quit." "Dad ..." I threw myself into my father's warm arms and sobbed. "Stupid kid, what are you crying about? You buy cigarettes with a scholarship, which is the best gift you can give dad! " I heard this, and I couldn't cry any more. I let my father's rough hand fondle my head affectionately ... < P > 5. Leave some gratitude in my heart. When the first ray of the sun shines on the earth, it is the warmest love it gives to mankind. When the first ray of Yin Hui of the moon is sprinkled on the earth, it is the softest love it gives to mankind; When the mother served a cup of hot milk, it was the greatest love that the mother gave her family. -Inscription I once saw an advertisement. A little boy came over with a basin of water in his hand and said to his mother in a tender voice, "Mom, wash your feet!" Looking at the mother's pleasant smile in the picture, I couldn't help crying. Yes, love, so simple. After stepping into middle school, a dull and inexplicable worry replaced the happiness and innocence of childhood. In the past, my parents were the gods in my heart, but now, I have learned to quarrel back with them. That day, because my father's fried food didn't agree with my appetite, I made a scene and annoyed my mother who was in a good mood. Mother scowled and scolded, "As long as you have something to eat, you are still so picky." You always say that I don't give you face. Have you ever given me a good face? " Mother's long-standing anger flared up. As soon as I dropped my bowl, I rushed into the room, slammed the door and sat there, letting tears flow everywhere. Before long, my father came in with a towel. He stroked my long hair, put a towel on my shoulder and simply said, "Go to sleep!" " At this time, my father always appears in front of me. However, I am disgusted. A man, like a full-time nanny, can hardly see his manhood. I ignored my father and shouted loudly, "I don't need your pity." But dad didn't seem to care about my words, and still picked up the towel and wiped the tears on my face. Then he helped me make the bed quilt and gently helped me lie down. Dad went out, but I was lying in bed, and I couldn't sleep. Late at night, mom and dad came in gently, and I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. "You are so worried, why did you scold so hard at first?" Dad said softly. "You are not ignorant, I am impatient." Mother explained, "Look at her crying so much, how can I feel at ease as a mother?" But she always can't understand our painstaking efforts! " When I heard this, my nose ached, tears rolled down, dripping, soaked the pillow, and melted the resentment in my heart. What remained was a silent gratitude. Love doesn't need to be deliberately arranged, as long as you feel it with your heart, it will quietly appear beside you and me.

Life needs reflection.

Life is like a dream. After a sweet dream, you wake up from a scary nightmare, and your youth is long gone.

Life is like water. When a trickle flows into the sea, you can only sigh at the ocean if you want to enjoy the coolness and sweetness of the water.

Life is like the wind. When the breeze blows over your face, you will feel lucky. If you want to savor the coolness of the wind again, you will only regret it.

Life needs timely introspection, or questioning, or worrying, or warning, or encouraging.

the introspection of life should be timely, just like the barren soil needs to be irrigated in time. If you miss that clear water, the marriage will wither;

the introspection of life should be timely, just like an iron blank needs to be forged in time. If you miss the timely hammer, the fireman will get twice the result with half the effort;

the introspection of life should be timely, just like a new car needs timely maintenance, and excessive wear and tear will end its life ahead of schedule.

Franklin, a successful American, became proud when he got rich. Once he went to visit one of his friends, strutted to his friend's house, and bumped into the cornice when he reached the door. His friend sent him a sentence: to be a man, you should know how to bow your head. Franklin listened to his friends' advice, reflected in time, remained modest and studious, and eventually became a great man.

the introspection of life should be profound.

A deeply introspective life is like eradicating human tumors. Only by radical treatment can cancer cells not spread and spread, and hidden dangers in life be eliminated.

a deeply reflective life is like removing unnecessary branches and knots in the growth of trees, and only when you grow can you consume the least amount of energy.

At the age of 21, Shi Tiesheng suddenly lost his legs. It was from his mother's sudden death that he deeply reflected, folded a boat named "The Writing Ship" and ferried himself out of the temptation of death. Later, he became a famous writer.

the introspection of life should be persisted.

Self-examination should not encourage pride when making progress, but reflect on the gap with others when falling behind; When you are poor, you should reflect on when you wasted a dime and be prominent.