What moment in your life made you cry?

I remember when I was a child, my family was in poor condition. My brother and sister often can't eat. The last time I ate a cake (made of corn flour and stuck on the edge of the cauldron), it was not like Chinese New Year. All the delicious food at home is basically eaten by our parents.

Once, my father, who was working outside, brought back some corn flour. Before going to school, my mother made three cakes for my brothers and sisters. We ate very delicious. I'm the boss. I knew there wasn't much cake, so I broke half of it for my mother. My mother said that she had already eaten. The three of us went to school after supper. On the way, I found that I had left my exercise book at home, and then I went home to get it.

The moment I just walked to my door, I saw my mother eating the cake residue (the cake residue left on the pot) on the stove (the stove for cooking in the countryside) with a shovel. Mom, what are you doing? Mom says it's a pity that this thing is wasted! Suddenly tears came down, and I cried with my mother in my arms. At that time, I made up my mind to let my parents live a good life, and now I get it as usual.

My wife and I took him for intravenous drip when the child was young. We know that the child is too young to find blood vessels. I was a little angry and said to the nurse, could you please change to a better one? If not, we won't fight! The head nurse came over and said I'll do it. Sorry, she's new here! As soon as the words were finished, my wife cried and said, how can you let interns practice like this? To tell the truth, no wife has ever cried! From then on, I found a skilled nurse to insert the needle!

There are several moments in my life that make me cry. Tell me about my real experience:

I am a student with an average academic background, and my academic performance is not particularly top-notch, just very average. Maybe I didn't pay enough attention to my study when I was a child. At that time, I was particularly poor at math, and I would study late every night. Preview and review, and do all kinds of papers. It feels like I tried my best to do one thing, but I only got more than 400 points in the final exam.

I thought a lot that summer vacation and finally had to choose to repeat it. But because I felt embarrassed and didn't go to my previous school, I chose a school in a neighboring county. As a result, I went with a girl from the school where I went, only to find that there was no review class. We were assigned to a new class, and all the students in the class looked at us with strange eyes. Every day we sit in a corner and are embarrassed to lift it. Finally, after two days, I chose to escape.

I gave up all unnecessary things, simply took my own bedding and daily necessities, and took a bus back to our county from the bus station in the neighboring county that day. As a result, there was no car. After several twists and turns, I finally arrived in the neighboring town, called my classmate and took me to her home.

After two days, I chose to go home, and all my sadness and sadness turned into tears at that moment. I collapsed in bed crying, and my mother was sad to see me. She grabbed the broom angrily and beat my brother crazily to make him study hard.

In fact, I understand that in my mother's heart at that time, she was also very sad, but she was also very helpless because I was the only one in this matter. Can be solved.

That summer vacation was a dark period in my life. Failure in the college entrance examination has brought a lot of unhappiness. That year, my father went out to work, and when he came home by motorcycle at night, he was bumped into a ditch by the oncoming young man. The other party didn't stop and ran away. Dad stood up hard after being hit, and then tried his best to start his old motorcycle home. The car also brought us steamed buns from my aunt. I didn't cry at that time, but I was a little wobbly, but I tried my best to calm myself down, fetch water for my father and wash my wounds. Then my mother and I pulled the car and my father to the doctor's house nearby. I simply treated the wound. My father's foot was broken and it hurt badly. Because it was already late at night and there was no car in the village, it was difficult to get to the hospital the next morning.

I felt so hard and tired in those days that I couldn't tell my sister and brother the news. After my father came back from the hospital, my mother went to work in the fields again, so I dragged my father to the village clinic for intravenous drip every day. During that time, I often cried.

I don't know if it's my own ability or something. I haven't been able to find a good job since I graduated from college. Even though my salary was low, I was cheated. Can only live in a small house in the village. It was particularly hot that summer, and the worn-out fan did not alleviate the heat. One night I cried so hard that I felt hopeless in my life. That kind of despair is like standing on the edge of a cliff, with no retreat.

I'm just an ordinary member of this society. Maybe what I met, which is not important to others, may be a bit ridiculous to me. But this is my life. Even if you collapse, you still have to look up and smile, and you still have to work hard to live.

1997, I worked in a small shop, and my main business was making all kinds of stamps, excluding official seals. To be exact, I am standing at the counter of a business place, receiving customers, delivering things to the head office every day, and then getting back the finished products from the head office. It's not complicated, but the quality and price of the products are high, and customers are often dissatisfied and take it out on me. Go out early and come back late every day. I want to cross half of Beijing. I go home hungry, sometimes it's eight or nine o'clock.

It happened to be my birthday, and I felt uneasy from the beginning of the morning, always feeling that something was going to happen. A customer came in the afternoon. I wrote down what I wanted to do, and then I wrote a receipt and kept it at hand. At this time, a stamp collector came, so I looked for him first, but the previous customer took the receipt and she didn't pay! This is terrible. I have to pay 150, but I only earn 500 a month.

There was a traffic jam on the road at night, and it was almost nine o'clock when I got home. I just want to have a rest. When I opened the door, I saw two friends who were not very close. They didn't really come to celebrate my birthday, but they were asking for something through this matter. They said they would have dinner together and made it clear that they wanted me to treat them. I feel bitter in my heart One is a white-collar worker, and the other is a hotel waiter. My income is different from mine, and my work didn't last long at all. I said, why are you here? My dad doesn't understand. How can you swear?

After all, they dragged me out and said AA, so I had to tell the truth. The white-collar worker said I'd put it on you first, and I couldn't refuse. The more I thought about it afterwards, the more wronged I became, and I cried.

Time is running out. Suddenly one day, people found out that they were wrong and wronged me. Then they gave me a hug and said affectionately, "It's all our fault. When you do a good deed, we discriminate against you and accuse you of being a bad person. I am really sorry! " Let's give you a sincere apology together! sorry "

At this moment, I couldn't bear it any longer and cried. ...

My mother-in-law washes celery and cuts vegetables once she turns on the tap. I asked my husband to help persuade my mother-in-law to stir-fry in boiling water. My husband thinks I have too many things to do and says that eating like this won't kill me. I feel that many things are unreasonable and my future life is meaningless.

I was indifferent to the news of Fan Bingbing's divorce.

I didn't cry when I heard the news that Lexus Kurosawa got married.

I cried like a child when I heard that my ex-girlfriend was still waiting for me.

Probably a person came back to the dormitory after working overtime and made a video at home. My mother suddenly said, "I feel like I have been making videos with my lovely daughter for a long time." Actually, I just watched the video three days ago ~ I feel more homesick because of the loneliness and fragility at night.

Break down and cry in life. That's what happens when parents die, and nothing else will break down and cry.

What moment in your life made you cry? That was the time to produce baby carriages, but in winter, if you need to stock up and get goods, you need money. That's because it's hard for you to borrow money, and I know it's hard to get it. I give them some interest, even if I give interest to my relatives, I don't borrow it, which is very uncomfortable. no need to say any more