The sorrow of the orange 1
I'm Jodo, a kid with a little rebellion. I met a very beautiful girl, her name is Zuo Yue. Her beauty makes me feel dizzy, she is both like a strong sand and a beautiful pearl, weak on the surface but strong on the inside. We became very good friends when we were still in junior high school. When I first met her, I thought that such a beautiful princess would not have anything to do with me, but the truth was contrary to my idea. This is thankful.
I have a younger brother who is the child of my aunt, my stepmother and my dad, who is four years younger than me. My mother died when I was two years old, and I was very young at that time, and I didn't understand anything, I didn't know how to be sad or to lose.
Later, when I heard my grandmother occasionally mention my mother, that was when I began to remember. I started complaining to my dad in my heart, why could he forget my mom so quickly, how could he forget so quickly? I didn't like to hear from him at first, and it seemed that sometimes he had a good opinion of me.
Sometimes I would quarrel with that half-brother, and every time my stepmother would come out and ask him to let me. Her kindness and tolerance to me made me feel like they felt guilty about my mother, which is why they treated me like that.
But one day, because of another quarrel with my brother, my father locked me in our little attic, and no one took care of me that day and night, and no one asked. In the end, it was the young brother who grabbed it and shouted it, and innocently said sorry, and tried everything he could to please me with what he liked.
Since then, I've started to be smart, at least I don't deliberately make them angry. But I still hate them in my heart. I hid my little rebellion very well, and I began to call my aunt my mother, and I began to get along well with my brother, because I was afraid that if I didn't, I would be kicked out of the house. I was a little bit of a teenager who thought that, which may be something that many people don't understand.
After meeting Zuo Yue in junior high school, my life began to change very differently. I learned from her to be tolerant, to be strong.
I still remember the first time I met her, she sat quietly in her seat. The sun shone in through the window, sparsely falling on her body, and she shone like a little angel. I walked over to her, and she smiled at me and asked me to sit next to her. And so we became table mates.
Later, the school had to be closed again, so we lived in the same dormitory. In this way, our relationship is getting better and better, and we have become good friends who talk about everything.
The tolerance she taught me made me slowly willing to accept my family, and I didn't hate them like that, but occasionally felt unbalanced for my mother.
Whenever I woke up from a nightmare, she would take my hand and say, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." "We'll go to the amusement park together, we'll go to the arcade together. It's all because of her that I feel warm. And Zuo Yue is always willing to warm others with the kindest heart, at that time I once thought that she was the lost princess in the castle, and it was my luck to be met by me.
In this way, we spent three years in junior high school and established a friendship that was as strong as a city wall.