轻轻地我来了 ，来到这片小森林，河塘盛开着娇艳欲滴的荷花，5月的风 ，好清凉，可是我的心却仍然流淌着悲哀 。很小的时候，我很幸福 ，因为没有长大，因为心智还没发育成熟，所以生活中的一切狂风暴雨 ，一切潜在的危机我都没有感觉。小时候，我有许多朋友，是小时候的朋友，是两小无猜的朋友 ，我们经常在一起自由自在地、快快乐乐 、无忧无虑、没心没肺地、放肆地追逐，疯狂地大喊，那时的我 ，心里充满了快乐，没有对未来丝毫的担忧，没有对现实残酷的感受。因为那时我还小 。这是幸福的童年。
渐渐长大 ，发觉同学们一开始就对我有很深的成见。他们集体孤立了我，每次上文体课，我总是独自一个人站在操场的大树旁看着同学们成群结队互相追逐 ，互相兴奋地踢着毽子，相互善意地抓弄对方，或者两个人 、三个人坐在阴凉的阶梯上欢快地谈笑风生 ，我的心感到很凄凉很凄凉，我很怕文体课，因为她带给了我触景伤情，它带给了我孤身一人无人理会的无比无比的悲伤与寂寞 。我的心就是从那时开始慢慢的变得黑暗、变得冷清 ，从小时候的阳光照我心变成了烟雨蒙蒙的心境，从五彩斑斓的彩虹，变成了一片灰色的世界。
一直一直我都在努力 ，努力地学习，努力地去改变自己在别人心目中的形象，努力地去改变别人对我的看法 ，可是即使从一个差生变成了学习还可以的学生，即使我也获得了不少的友谊，可是由于我的缺点太多 ，他们很快就离开了我，我的快乐的心，已经打了折的阳光的心又开始满心的乌云。
十七岁 ，花一样的年纪，花一样的心情，花一样的故事，花一样的纯洁 ，就像河塘的荷花一样，可是我这朵花过早地凋谢了，留下了几片残叶枯死在湖面上 ，我被重重的压力击垮了，我能参加高考，我住进了医院 ，对我来说，这是个多么大的打击，多么难以承受的事实 。告别了 ，我的十七岁，告别了，我的花季 ，告别了，我的高考，告别了，我的老师我的同学们！
轻轻地我来了 ，来到这片小森森，回忆着过去的各种伤痛与不幸，我的心流淌着遗憾、不甘和对光阴无情 ，物是人非的伤感。我想着想着，看着看着，小时候快乐纯洁的心 ，不就是如今满塘随风舞动的荷花吗？不就是这满塘圣洁的荷花吗？你看，河塘边不知名的小草小花轻盈地愉悦地盛开着，树上小鸟机灵跳着舞 ，亲着小尖尖的小嘴，再看看这片小森林，每一棵植物都是那么地积极乐观地生长着 ，谁说她们没有经过风雨，谁说它们没有断过腰枝，没有被雷电击中，包括这一池的荷花 ，它们不也是被狂风暴雨侵袭过吗？可是它们不是又在每年的五月如期地绽放吗？
我忽然明白了，我忽然醒悟了，我为自己的不幸感觉到无限的悲哀 ，却忘记了只有快乐，自由，纯洁的心境 ，心情和小时候那种对暴风骤雨，对自己身旁和发生在自己身上的打击的那种“不为任何不快的事情所影响的 ”和对它们泰然处之的态度。我过于敏感过于脆弱，习惯了被眼前的困难所束缚 ，却没有发现原来小时候我的心境就是我现在所要学习的老师和榜样。感谢你，这片小森林，这池荷花 ，是你们让沉浸在对过去苦难感觉悲伤的我又一次有了自信，我要像孩童时那般纯净，快乐，自由 ，不怕任何风雨，不为不幸的事情所困扰的乐观心态那样，让一切心情回到原点 。回到那时阳光灿烂的心境吧！
Gently, I came to this small forest, and the river pond bloomed with a lot of water, the wind in May, but it was cool, but my heart was still flowing. At very small, I am very happy, because I have not grown, because my mind has not developed mature, so all the madness in life, all potential crises I have no feeling. When I was a child, I have many friends. My friend is a child. I have no friends who have no friends, we often come freely, happy, no worries, no heart, no lungs, chase, crazy shout, then I am full of happiness in my heart, there is no concern about the future, there is no feeling of reality. Because I was still small at that time. This is a happy childhood.
Gradually grew up, I found that my classmates have a deep visual opinion on me. They collectively isolated me, every time I have a statement, I always stand alone on the playground, watching the classmates into group teams to chase each other, excitedly kicking the scorpion, and grasp each other. Or two people, three people sit in a cool ladder, laughing happy, my heart is very bleak, I am afraid of a cultural and affairs class, because she brought me the feelings, it brought me someone The incomparable sadness and loneliness of people. My heart is from that slowly getting dark, becoming cold, from a child, the sun turned into my heart into the heart of the smoke, from the colorful rainbow, turned into a gray world.
I have always been working hard, trying hard, trying to change my image in others, trying to change the views of others to me, but even from a poor students become learning. Students, even if I have got a lot of friendship, but because I have a shortcoming, they will leave me, my happy heart, the heart of the sun has begun, I started full of dark clouds.
Seventeen years old, spent old, spending the same mood, spending the same story, the same purple, like the lotus flower of the river, but my flower is out early, stay After a few pieces of leaves were killed on the lake, I was killed by heavy pressure. I can participate in the college entrance examination. I lived in the hospital. For me, this is a big blow, how unbearable facts. Say goodbye, my seventeen years old, bid farewell, my flowerSeason, farewell, my college entrance examination, farewell, my teacher, my classmates!
Gently, I came to this little Senson, recalled the past pain and misfortune, my heart, unfortunate, not sweet and ruthless, the thing is the sadness of people . I think about thinking, watching, happy, pure heart, isn't it today full of lotus flowers? Isn't this a lot of holy lotus? You see, the small grass in the river is lightly pleasantly bloom, and the tree on the tree is dancing, kiss the small mouth, then look at this small forest, every plant It is so powerful and easy to grow, who said that they have not passed the wind and rain, who said they have not broken the waist, hit by lightning, including the lotus of this pool, are they invaded by the wind storm? But do they bloom at the same time every year?
I suddenly understood, I suddenly wake up, I felt unlimited sorrow for my unfortunate, but I forgot to have only happiness, freedom, pure mood, mood and childhood. The "nothing affected by any unhappy things" and the attitude of any unhappy things happened. I am too sensitive and too fragile. I am used to being bound by the difficulties in front of you, but I didn't find that the original childhood my mood is the teacher and role model I have to learn now. Thank you, this small forest, this pool, this pool, you let the immersion in the past, I feel confident again, I want to be pure, happy, free, free, not afraid of any wind and rain, not unfortunate The optimistic mentality that is troubled, let everything go back to the origin. Go back to the sunny mood!
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