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Mother is the greatest and noblest person in the world. I have been bathed in the sunshine of maternal love since I was born. In order to raise me well, she did everything a mother could do. What impressed me the most and made me doubly grateful was my mother's kind and sincere smile. I have made progress. She smiled and praised my mistake. She laughed and criticized me for lying in a pimple. When I was complacent, she smiled and threw some cold water on me. When I was decadent and depressed, she smiled and gave me some motivation ... I am a small tree that thrives under the nectar irrigation of my mother's smile, and I am a small flower that blooms under the east wind of my mother's smile. I grow up every day, but I don't know why, my mother's kind smiling face is no longer common, and it is often replaced by a serious face. Only my desk, desk lamp and countless exercises accompany me every day. "Doesn't my mother love me anymore?" I thought of this motive again and again, and denied it again and again. I remember when I was a child, my mother taught me to write, recite poems, wash clothes in winter, and clean my room in summer ... One day when I was nine years old, it was raining cats and dogs outside, with lightning and thunder. I suddenly had a high fever and my father was not in Dongpo. My mother looked out of the window, put on my raincoat carefully, and resolutely picked me up and ran to the hospital. I fell on my mother's back and clearly heard her shortness of breath. My heart is about to break. I said, "Mom, I'll go down by myself!" " "Mother replied firmly," how is that possible? How can you walk in the rain with a high fever? Cover your raincoat tightly and don't get wet. " My eyes can't help getting wet. The road was slippery on rainy days, and my mother leaned over and almost fell down. After standing firm, she eagerly asked Wotease, "Are you all right?" I said, "Nothing!" Mother breathed a sigh of relief and said with relief, "That's good, that's good. "In this way, my mother carried me to the hospital with one foot deep and one foot shallow. When I hold curly hair in my hand again and again, a strange feeling always comes out of my heart, but I hold back because I am afraid my classmates will see it. The bright red score on the test paper tells me everything. When my mother looked at the test paper, she had a long-lost smile on her face. She smiled and said to me, "I fell down and got up by myself." "This sentence has accompanied me through more than ten years. It gave me strength and urged me to make progress. I sincerely thank my mother. In the sunshine, I seem to see a gorgeous halo rising behind my mother, which is a halo that only immortals have in ancient legends. This is the most sacred and inviolable maternal light! For this light, only look up! A glass of water and a piece of sugar. Put the sugar in the water-it seems that the sugar has melted and no longer exists. However, a sip is sweet. One person, one world. Only by melting yourself into this world can you make this world full of your taste. Survival of the fittest. Nature has put this law in front of us countless times, and even we humans are the "fittest" to survive. The fittest is strong. How can mortals stand the contrast between kings and slaves? How can an ordinary person taste delicacies for a gallbladder? However, in this way, Gou Jian is destined to write a colorful pen between heaven and earth! He endured the pain and suffering of being a slave and finally stood up where he fell! He is the "fittest", so he is a real strong man! The fittest is a wise man. He came to Beijing from the north with a population of just over 200,000 to visit a university. He used to be afraid of being laughed at as a "hillbilly" and rarely talked to people. She is a native of Beijing, but she feels inferior. I am fat because I am afraid of being laughed at. In the college physical education exam, she never took part in running, or because she was afraid of being laughed at for being fat. It seems doomed that neither of them can adapt to this society. However, one day he suddenly felt that he couldn't do it casually, and she decided not to be afraid. They began their arduous and immortal journey. Now, he is a famous host of CCTV, and his biggest feature is burning soil; And she has also become a celebrity of CCTV, full of words and jokes. His name is Bai and hers is Bai. -It's them. From the moment they integrated into this world, their lives turned a new page. Everyone who melts himself into this world has a broad heart. They are really familiar with themselves and society. They know the difference between being alive and being alive. So the weather-beaten 100-year-old Ba Jin was admired forever. He used his life to adapt to society, and then used his soul to purify society. His survival will always make those who sell their souls ashamed. Survival of the fittest, but live aboveboard, not forever. Romain rolland once said, "People should drown when drowning, persist when persisting, and be sober when awake. "Only when you really get used to the world, will you really let the world feel your existence. Have you ever tasted yourself from the world? My future is not a dream of years flowing in fireworks, but a ray of time floating in the sleepless blue sky ... The flowing time is gone forever, cherish the blooming flowers around me and leave good memories. On the occasion of returning to the past, the new year has come again. Following the past thirteen years and the coming fourteen years, everything is full of surprises and joy. You never know, you may leave at any moment. The future sky will be sunny, because the sky needs my color description. When I grow up, laughter and tears coexist, happiness and trouble persist, and all the tastes are my own experience. When you grow up, you learn to travel strongly. There are too many traps on the road, tempting an immature me. Although there is light traction, there are too many peaks for me to climb one by one. Only you know your own pain, shout out hope, break the wall of tears, and broken bricks are the new foundation. Open the window of the soul and accept the blessing of the air, the music of running water and the wind of fog and snow. The veins of the connected winds show mottled traces. Wipe away unhappiness and look forward to a sunny flower overhead.

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