Student masterpieces ｜ Campus Literature: Growth

It is often said that a child grows up for an instant, but I think it is just the "thick accumulation" of the auxiliary face.

Just as Cuizhu was dormant in the form of bamboo shoots for three years, it was exchanged for the crazy growth of overnight. Any strong wings had experienced wind and rain. The so -called growth is hidden in our lives. As our spitting and sucking gradually accumulate, it is like the sun jumps on the desk, but only when we look up, we are surprised that we have slipped in a lot.

In the first half of the year, I seemed to have experienced the sum of all the sorrows of all the past ten years. But things cannot be calculated like this. No one can call their pain and sell them to garbage recycling stations -although I want to do so.

When did you start to realize growth?

I found that the mother who kept doing housework in the past began to slap her waist. When moving the flowerpot, I had to rest. The interval between the hair dyed was getting shorter and shorter, and the tendons on the back of my hand became more and more obvious ... I found my father’s I walked down, and I didn't need to trot to keep up when I walked, let alone secretly stomping my feet when I compared him ...

When did it start, my pace is bigger and lighter than them?

When I was born, my father just became a year. This means that in my childhood, parents who are very mature in my body can bring me the best protection. Mom often talks to me with a smile and briskly. You see, the timing of your coming is just right. We are ready to welcome you.

However, the carefree child did not expect that the so -called "preparation" had long marked the start and ending point on the clocks of life, and the later, the less the remaining time. At that time, my parents were ready, but now I didn't. Yes, I want to be frank: I'm not ready.

I have not been ready to accept this cruel fact. I have no powerful arm to support my mother, and I have no strong shoulders to share the burden of my father. In other words, the lives I have experienced are all walking under the warm and peaceful lights. Now that the lights are dark and weak, the outside world has just been revealed, and I have been scared by the darkness of Zhangya dancing claws and dare not walk.

However, it always takes the first step. I know that avoiding and delaying is useless. The only path in front of me is to seize all opportunities to grow as soon as possible.

I started to grab the heavy shopping bags in my mother's hands, started to learn from the natural gas stove with a clumsy manner, and started to slow down without exposing ... I often think that life is a long and lonely long -distance running. Our start and ending and ending Different points are different, and the scenery on the roadside is not as similar. All the companions encountered are just rushing passengers and meet, accompanied, and separated.

In order to keep the "companion" who passed by, I once wanted to seize the time and want to catch up with the passing.

But time is fair, it is the most ruthless referee in the world. I can't play a hearty badminton with the young and vigorous father, and I can't make an appointment with Fenghua Zhengmao's mother. If life is a number of axes, then the days when we accompany each other are just a little bit.

In the first half, they slowed down to accompany me and grew up; in the second half, I had to face them to gradually leave me until they stagnated to a certain point and became the unique coordinate. As if a problem that has never been seen after only one brief encounter.

Yes, growing up is to say goodbye to the past, but to go to the future.

And memory is the precious backup of life. It records every passenger and every scene I encountered; it witnesses my felling to the ground, my dental language, and my steps. Every moment.

(Author: Li Tianshu; Qianuo County Fifth Middle School, Songyuan City, Jilin Province, instructor: Liu Wanchun)

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