Children's Day in the first grade is indeed worth being happy in the eyes of other students. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But I can't feel it.

When I think of the Children's Day I spent with Jing in preschool, I miss it so much. How natural it was to bounce on the way home with jelly! On Children's Day in the first grade, I didn't eat any snacks. Because you have to play the game and win, you can have a prize to eat. Maybe I'm a bit stupid by nature, and there isn't a game I can win. I could only watch others eat with big bags of snacks, and I was so envious that I cried......

Fortunately, when I go home, I always have my aunt's love to make me happy. However, there is always an unexpected sadness that strikes me! I can't continue my studies at Kumquat Elementary School because I don't have the relevant documents. My parents' marriage certificates, my birth certificates, what a mess of certificates, etc., where do we get so many documents?

At first, my aunt said to me, "When I go back to my hometown to study, I will buy a VCD player for you to show the disc, and if I study here, I will pay a few thousand yuan to go to other schools." Which do you want to choose?"

I don't know if it was because I wanted to save money for my aunt and uncle, or because I was attracted to VCD, I chose to go back to my hometown to study. I was very happy when I chose it, but I never thought that the day when I cried heartbreakingly was not far away.

The night my aunt gave me a ride in the car, I knew what anxiety was. The first time I wanted to leave Aunt Ah's side, I was so reluctant! Aunt Ah also cried, she was reluctant. But I chose, even if I was reluctant, I had to go back to my hometown.

Uncle, my sister and the second sister sent me back to my hometown, and my aunt and the third sister stayed to grow vegetables. When the car was driving, I said goodbye to my aunt through the window, and tears flowed so quickly in my eyes. I said in my heart: "Ah aunt, don't worry! I will definitely come back to you with the first place Golden Dragon." ”

The car drove faster and faster, and the constantly changing picture outside the window was gone. Only my reluctant tears kept flashing and flashing under the light of the street lamp......

In a dream, I arrived in my hometown, Xinyi. A place that has almost completely changed me, and although it is my hometown, there is nothing special about it because I was born in Shenzhen.

A new world, a new face, and a new familiarity.

Riding on the motorcycle of my hometown, speeding down the rugged mountain road, I felt unprecedented fear and pleasure. The eighteen-bend mountain road, circled around, up and down, seemed to sit for a long time before arriving at the place where Uncle Ah was born - Dacheng Shuimei.

Dacheng can be said to be the culmination of a hundred schools. The water is beautiful, it can be said that the tail of the water is so beautiful.

The morning I returned to my hometown, it was after the rain. The river is in the state of the small Yellow River, which means that Uncle Ah has to carry me across the river, because the river is a bit deep.

When I returned to my hometown, I finally knew what my grandfather and grandmother looked like. When I was in Shenzhen, every time I saw a father-in-law, I felt as if it was my grandparents. Haha, I thought the old people were too similar at that time.

When my grandpa and grandma saw me, I didn't know how happy they were! After all, I was my uncle's only son! If I had my own brother, I wouldn't have been pampered by so many people. If I had a brother, would I still exist? Well, it's okay, Uncle only has me as a son.

Hometown is hometown, and more relatives are stronger! There are so many cousins and cousins. My uncle's house is only a few hundred meters away from my house, how wonderful!

After getting to know my cousins and getting my luggage done, it was finally time for lunch. But I, in the room, was quiet, so quiet that only my sobs echoed. I miss ah, auntie......

The more I thought about it, the more I cried, and the louder and louder I cried, attracting everyone's attention. Finally, a person eats in the room. I didn't like to be seen by my family eating in tears, and this happened in the years that followed.

The food is done, but where the poop ends? Oops! It is next to the pig's nest. Moreover, under the pig's nest, there is a world of poop!

Ah Uncle took me to the back and closed the door. Then, I began to play out a very sad scene in history!

Because the poop couldn't help but come out to breathe fresh air, I immediately took off my pants, squatted, and pulled! Oh my God! Maybe the impact of the poop was too strong, or maybe there was too much moisture under the pig's nest, causing an unknown liquid to bounce back on my ass! I immediately let out a wolf howl......

The pigs next to him cooed a few times. Whew, I'm ......

In the new environment, you have to start adapting to everything. Uncle Ah took me shopping, the street in my hometown is usually called "ruin", which I learned in the history books of high school later, and it seems to have originated from the Song Dynasty.

When they arrived at the "ruins", there were many people, and the scene was very chaotic. It should be the "market day", the "market day" at home refers to the days when the mantissa on the Gregorian calendar is 3, 6, and 9, which I only learned about in junior high school. No way, dull mind.

In the "market", I bought daily necessities, a disc player, toys and so on. Finally able to go home, there is a kind of magic in shopping that can make a person forget about unhappiness and concentrate on shopping.

So as soon as I got home, I cried again. It just so happened that Ah Gong bought a set of "Journey to the West" discs, and Uncle Ah coaxed me: "Golden Dragon, come, watch Sun Wukong." "Because when I was still in preschool in Shenzhen, Jade Terrace just released Zhang Weijian's version and Chen Haomin's version of "Journey to the West", which I liked very much!

I asked a little excitedly: "Is there a big flying dragon?" because in the plot of Chen Haomin's version of "Journey to the West", there is a red flying dragon.

Maybe Uncle Ah thought I was talking about the dragon on the white horse, or maybe Uncle Ah just wanted to coax me, so he quickly replied with a smile: "Yes, yes." ”

All the sadness flashed by in a flash!

Ran out of the room and looked at the TV screen, huh? Why is it a little different? Alas! It turned out to be the six little spirit children's version of "Journey to the West", although I was very disappointed, but I also made do with it. It's not that the Six Little Lingtong version of "Journey to the West" is not good-looking, it's just that the "Journey to the West" I first watched was Zhang Weijian's version and Chen Haomin's version.

Sleeping at night is a frequent period of longing. I always have to cry so tired that I fall asleep unconsciously......

The next day, the day of registration. Dacheng Central Primary School, the self I miss the most, is slowly falling asleep in this school.

Because it is a transfer, the procedure is a bit troublesome. Perhaps, luck is really one of my precious treasures. I don't have to repeat the first grade, I can continue to move up and go to the second grade. There are a lot of children who have transferred to another school like me, and they have to repeat it.

At that time, Dacheng Central Elementary School was not large, so there were only two classes in the second grade. So should I be assigned to the first class, or the second class? This requires Uncle Ah to talk to the head teacher of these two classes. I don't know what the conversation will be. In the end, I was determined to study in the second class, and the head teacher was a female teacher surnamed He. Listen, uncle, she is afraid that I am a bad boy and doesn't want to accept me. She must have had no idea how much I had surprised her.

The second year was the most glorious year of my academic career! After that, I regressed little by little until I finished college. It's a bit of a sigh that the peak came too early......

When everything was done, I started school. Of course, I was so reluctant to do so, so I ran into the room and jumped on the bed, covered the quilt and cried wildly! It was not easy, I think, most of the tears in my life were shed in my heart......

Cry before going to bed at night until after sleeping, and then it will be very comfortable. Because dreams can make people forget sorrow for a while......

But when I wake up in the morning, the sadness comes over me. I was even crying when I brushed my teeth and washed my face, and I went to school with my cousin Yuan, cousin Mei, cousin Jie, and cousin Ren. The lower grades below the fourth grade can go home to live, and the upper grades have cousin geese. They couldn't understand my situation, so my sister and my second sister took turns to carry me across the river every day, and the other cousins and sisters crossed the river by themselves. I'm still a fragile young master......

Although I was anxious, I could only keep reading. Because I can't stop studying like the three sisters, my family will definitely not agree.

When it comes to classroom life, I don't know many people because of my shyness and poor language skills. At the beginning of class, it was Mr. He who handed out certificates of merit to commend those students who had good grades at the end of the first and second grades. Of course I don't, I can only watch. However, there is a very strong desire in my heart: I want to have a certificate of merit too!

Every day after school, I can't play, according to the education principles of my sister and my second sister, I have to finish my homework first. So, while my cousins were watching TV, I would be alone in my room trying to do my homework, and when I was done, I would play with my toys and talk to them. Life, most of it is like this. It turns out that when I think about it now, I miss those days very much, because it is difficult to have such a quiet personal space and time again.

Time goes on, slowly, and there will always be a friend. One of them, Ah God. He was the only good friend who was in the same class as me from second to sixth grade, and who was in the same school as me in middle and high school, and still has good connections.

At that time, he didn't seem to be very good at studying, and he should be regarded as a latecomer, because his grades didn't start to improve until he reached junior high school. In short, I had a lot of small touches with him.

Most of the sentiments are slight, after a period of understanding.

Teacher He finally had to praise me, although I was not in any class, but my handwriting was really the most beautiful, the most upright, and the most standard in the class. Teacher He has been walking around the classroom with my workbook more than once so that the whole class can see my words. At that time, my heart was so sweet!

Without silence, my handwriting is the most beautiful.

But, I don't want my handwriting to be the most beautiful if I could......

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