I am a crying person, from the first cry I came into this world, I don't know how many tears have flowed, still in infancy, crying is a signal, I cry because I am hungry, I only cry, I know that if I cry, I will have mellow milk, I can eat enough.

Gradually, when I grow up, crying is a kind of circumvention, when I make mistakes, crying can cause distress to the elderly, and will protect me from being beaten by my parents.

Sometimes crying is because of pain, like getting an injection in the hospital, because of fear, because of fear, because of the need for comfort, because of the need to be coaxed, because of the need for parents to buy good food, crying is a special right for children, crying can bring them many benefits.

When I grow up, I have fewer and fewer opportunities to cry, and if I am still like when I was a child, I will be accused by parents of crying: how old the child is still crying, what is the use of crying. It's useless to cry when you really do, unless you're crying to your parents, and they still feel sorry for you, that's the last bit of comfort.

When I grew up, I cried secretly, hiding in the corner alone, sobbing, so pitiful that I felt pitiful. I remember the Mid-Autumn Festival when I first entered high school, I couldn't fall asleep in bed for a long time at night, and the tears in the corners of my eyes flowed down, wetting the pillow towel.

No matter how old you are, you rarely cry in front of outsiders, including your parents. Once in the third year of high school, the study pressure is too heavy, the results of several mock exams in a row are not ideal, every day is a mess, and another exam results are still not ideal, it is a holiday, I came home from school, discussed learning at the dinner table, after all, I couldn't control it, tears dripped down on the dinner table like spring water, and I couldn't cry. My family seemed to be frightened by me, and it took a while to comfort me and tell me not to stress too much.

Since then, I have known that I should really grow up and not show my cowardly side in front of them.

A person silently sheds tears seems to be even more desolate, sad past thinking about thinking about a few tears, if you can't find someone who has experienced it with you, without talking a word, the tip of the nose is sour, and tears will roll in the eyes.

There is a kind of tears called the tears of adults, it seems that they are all because of distress, my mother is a woman with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and my sister has completely inherited her, and the two of them can compete for the top and bottom together, but when they meet their daughter to get married, as the mother of the person who came over, I don't feel that I have cried for a long time, and I am secretly sad.

There is a kind of tears, it is the death of a loved one, I seem to be a little cold-blooded and ruthless, my inner world may be too dark, but I feel that death does not seem to be so tear-jerking, people die when they die, turn into ashes, do not leave a little thought, after a long time, they will always forget. But this kind of thought, maybe because I am too ruthless, they will cry, cry so much, cry so much, cry so much! Maybe I like to keep my emotions to the bottom of my heart, and rarely cry in front of outsiders.

But sometimes I will cry openly, find a tear jerker, the more ordinary things are the more tear-jerking, prepare tissues, although you can't cry, but you can also cry happily, and it's also a good thing to relieve stress.

Crying is a technique that children use in exchange for affection, some people use it to express their thoughts, some people feel that it relieves stress, and some people use it to deceive sympathy......

At midnight, thousands of turns, I have already sobbed, sad about the past, not worth mentioning, but it makes people's noses sour and tears.