Growth Story
One inch of time is one inch of gold. In the blink of an eye, I have gone through nearly 11 spring and autumn years without knowing it, and spent countless inches of time... As I grew up Many unforgettable things happened in the process, like shells on the seashore. Colorful and varied, but what makes me think the most beautiful is sprouting. That's what you do when you are ignorant...
It was during the summer vacation of the first grade, when my sister came to my house. My mother happened to buy a bunch of oranges. I took two big and yellow oranges, one for me and one for my sister. I said, "How about it, is it delicious?" My sister nodded and said, "It's delicious, but not as good as yours." We all laughed. But who knew, I accidentally swallowed the seeds into my stomach. My sister saw it. She pretended not to notice and said calmly and seriously: "Don't eat the seeds when eating oranges. If you eat them, they will take root and sprout in your stomach, and eventually the fruit will grow." I broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this. All afternoon, just the thought of it taking root in my stomach... made me scared. You'll definitely want to tell your parents, but you're afraid they'll worry. My heart was beating wildly and uneasily.
At night, I finally fell asleep. But I had a strange dream. A bud grew on my head. My classmates didn’t want to play with me when they saw me. The teacher hated me and even my parents didn’t want me. I was lonely and no one cared about me... I sat up and cried. Because the sound was too loud, my mother was woken up by me. She ran over and asked: "What's wrong? What's wrong?" Mom, I have a small bud growing on my head. You don't want me anymore. My mother said: "Silly boy, you have sprouts growing there." I told my mother the truth. My mother laughed and then said to me: "Planting things requires air and soil... Do you have them? Your sister teased you and you were fooled! Only then did I understand. Sister, wait for me and I will let you go next time. You were fooled.
How about it? It’s funny. In fact, my growth experience is like a photo recording my growth. Everything in the photo is reflected in my mind and will be unforgettable for my whole life. In fact, my growth experience is like a photo. The experience is full of joy, like a piece of sweet milk candy. Gently licking the sweetness lingering in the corner of the mouth, let us relive this beautiful happiness; in fact, the growth experience is full of troubles, like a cup of bitter coffee. The aftertaste remains in the The slight bitterness in the mouth makes us look back at the tenderness of childhood.
This is what I remember most when I was growing up. It is the most beautiful shell, the most dazzling star, and the sweetest piece of candy. The most beautiful photos are the sweetest coffee. The memory of growing up is the most beautiful journey in life.