Monday, September 19, 2011

The fate of the place of justice

Fate always love kidding me, but I finally found that it actually is fair.
In fifth grade, I learned to cook a meal, like after finishing the homework before the rice in mother cook, although his mother didn't allow, I still insist, and go argued, "the teacher said, can cook is good boy! And smell rice smell also can let a person become wise!!!!! Mother every time are helplessly smile, I was very pleased.
Haven't enjoy the fun of cooking, but enough something happened, I have the injuries. Farms, parents are very early work out, only my brother and I at home. One morning, I came to the kitchen for cooking, see the stove stood a big pot of water pot, this thinking it off smoothly, but is too heavy, I a hand didn't catch the whole pot of water stability, like a waterfall washing on my legs, I was shocked, a good deal before the reaction come over, then tore heart crack lung to call up and the neighbors heard calls quickly run to come over and look at my red legs and hurried to find my mama, next door of doctor immediately with ice give me on apply, and ready for the antiphlogistic needle water. The first time I feel fear, I'm afraid his later can't TiaoPiJin and started, and that's my favorite activities.
Mother HuoJiHuoLiao to back home and lovingly looking at my legs, lightly sigh a way: "that you don't do well, stay at home, you don't let partial!" I lowered my head can't talk, I first saw mother so anxious. Thanks to the water before it opened, I very hot is not very serious, the doctor said after a week. For my mother to the teacher asked for a leave, I am at home under DiaoZhen, just began to feel the searing heat legs, slowly I have a sharp pain, tears will involuntarily out. In order to distract my attention, mother took out my aoshu book, say to me: "you see the book, look at not so painful!" Since the last race didn't get a prize, I throw it to one side, have no reason it. Since my mother say so, I quietly took the book, watched.
Olympic math questions are very flexible to turn a lot of corner, so I have to think about those very focused, moved slowly attention books, not feeling very pain, so that my mother to help me behind with high mountain tea oil, with potions help me itch, I have no flooding how to pay attention to. After a week of suffering of mathematics, my confidence. Back to school, teachers and students of concern I feel warm. Although the lack of DuoCi class, my math scores up not down, after the exam several times I got full marks, and always keep the advantage in mathematics. Look at the hook on the paper, I am glad to cry, gently touched on the legs of the way scar, I appreciate it silently lit up my motivation.
Junior high school, grade one YaoChang parents go to ship in, on the way back a motorcycle crashed into my dad's car out of control, the driver injury, although it is not in my dad's mistake, but because be township roads, the line planning not standard, and did not monitor, dad want to assume responsibility. I was at home anxiously parents back, but got a rush of telephone, mother let me call neighbor to the phone, I overheard their dialogue, frighten silly, traffic accidents means that is going to cost a lot of money, a lot of parents do, the more I think more afraid. Parents late with exhausted body back, I across a chink in the curtains to see the red eyes, they worrying.
In those days, my parents have to run around, see the wounded, to traffic police bureau, to borrow from relatives, the home of business neglected. Mom told me to come back from school in shops do homework after looking at goods, meet the guests don't not familiar to him, don't know on the price also don't sell. In order to sell more things, and I took a little book, the price of the goods down the end of the class, take out the door quickly set up shop, see and look at it again, before sleeping to remember it again, a few days down when he remembered. But remember the price customers difficult, easy to remember those uncle aunt to grow about, just remember face not easy to remember. I will try to learn from their hair, clothing, open the design of motorcycle, speaking voice to identify. Soon, I can on the road can spot them, politely say "hello" to them, and they all kua I sensible, later all often come to my house to shop to buy things.
A period of time, my memory's more and more down, recognition ability is more and more strong, in front of the grown-ups and more poised. Parents deal with the pieces afterwards, call I go to uncle's house once. Uncle's house near a a large factory, mainly do the clothing business, I have no matter to run around, there is a see there on the recruit assistant, I'm confident that the announcement to the manager's office to interview, she smiled and feel my head and said: "you return small, can't do this to live!" I said aloud: "I can! You give me two days of time try again. If that doesn't work out I!" The manager gave me, reluctant promise. The next day, I followed the manager attended the meeting behind factory, quickly down important content, and the customer's material carefully see again, very well done my share of the task. Hear of my praise, manager of the mischief hasft wings, I sigh unceasingly. It to my house in a lot of damage, but it gave me the opportunity to exercise, have no it, maybe I'm just a ignorant child.
The university entrance exam, full weight of hope I lose level, fall so low. I gave up, and heard around the students made quite a good result, and I pulled off the line, sadly cry in the room for two hours, touching, cover my helpless. Parents with their warm hands I rescued from despair, encourage me and support me.
I trembled with fear to wipe the tears, put his grief all in the lattice, spitting in black ink confided my desolate, with unbridled font expresses the my mood, and then use the keyboard stopped at the document, contribute to fill into the mailbox. Unexpectedly, the newspaper of the two days of my article to the university entrance exam, I interpreted the candidates inner analysis got approval, the editor she email I watch it. At that time I like the bottomless well a light saw, trembling step by step along the wall of the climb.
Through the feeling of life and language expression of practice, my writing has improved a lot. Keen mathematics has no intention of writing I sank to the thesis has strong interest, see the newspaper published for several times I of the article, I am more encouraging. A month later I received the payment, I'm excited to take single to copy several zhang, put it in a notebook with, allow it to spread fermentation. Indeed, the failure of the university entrance exam that I missed out on a great chance, but let I found his another window.
Though I constantly frustrated in the life on the road, but I believe that fate is fair, it justice in that it relentlessly in strike a person, also on the other side quietly he healed.

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