Embarrassment

The fairy watches the flowers
Friendship is the warm sun in winter, friendship is the stream in the forest, friendship is the oasis in the desert. In life, we can't live without friendship. Last summer vacation, I followed my mother back to grandma's home. At Grandma's house, I often play with cats and dogs, often ride a bike around, often go to the wetland park to play. Although life is very rich, but my heart feels empty, as if something is missing, not happy at all. Sometimes I accidentally think of the time with my classmates. It's time to go back to Shanghai. On the way, I couldn't wait to call Xiao Xin: "Xiao Xin, I can come back at about 3:10 this afternoon, you can come to my home to play, OK?" 'Good! After talking on the phone, I looked forward to seeing my friends and couldn't wait to fly home. When I got home, I took out my hometown specialty and shared it with her. She also brought something to me. Although our things are not particularly rare, nor particularly delicious, but we eat with relish, because we taste is a feeling, its name is friendship. When I went to school, I saw my classmates who had been separated for a long time. I felt a lot of intimacy rising. During the break, the students got together, some took out the photos taken during the travel, some talked about the fun of the summer vacation. Everyone you a word, I a language, chattering non-stop, happy and happy days are back. I wonder what people's lives will be like without friendship. But I know this: without friendship, my life will lose luster; Without friendship, my life will become dull. I will cherish the friendship now.
By maria generoso3 years ago in Confessions
Laugh and laugh
The other day, I had a fight with him. The other day, I quarreled with my best friend. We play together at noon, a play is a morning, to 2:30, now it is too late to take the bus to school, my father hurried to drive a motorcycle to send me to school, also took my friend. I was furious and thought, Why would I want to go with him? I can't stay calm. To the school, he got out of the car, ran into the school, I also chased up, asked him a few words, I found his eyes red, ready to cry, "don't make a noise!" He shouted loudly. I fought with him, and after a while he stopped, turned and went back to the classroom. His classmate saw him and asked, "What's wrong with you?" He cried, I cried, I went back to the classroom, quietly sat on the seat... I looked out the window, there was no sign of him playing hacky sack in the playground, I secretly ran to his classroom to see him, did not find him, I returned to the classroom, a classmate said to me: "Your friend just came to you!" He also came to me, our hearts corresponding ah! I asked him out to meet me on Saturday and Sunday, and he came, and we had a little conversation." I'm sorry!" "He said to me. I'm sorry I should have said that! "I said excitedly. They say that even money can't buy friendship. Yes, we should cherish friendship, friendship is a knife, will break the stone in my heart; Friendship is a lamp that lights up the darkness in my heart; Friendship, is a huge box, harvest happiness, also share happiness. Find a friend in a sea of people? Having trouble finding a bosom friend? It's even harder! But all these meet, as if God arranged, let you inadvertently get a precious friendship, see you are willing to cherish...... The power of friendship is powerful! See if you are willing to cherish!
By sarah thompson3 years ago in Confessions
The beacon of love
There are many, many kinds of love in the world, but the deepest love is the father. And my father's love for me is always careful care everywhere. Sometimes, a father's love is a humble word. Once, on a sunny afternoon, my father took me to learn the piano by riding an electric donkey. When I arrived at school, my father said to me: "Walk up and down the stairs to the right, pay attention not to fall down..." I said, "I know." Then I hopped off to learn the piano. After class, it rained in the sky, and the more violent, the most troublesome is that only a raincoat, dad said: "I fat thick, not afraid of cold, you wear it!" At that time, I also naive thought dad really not afraid of the cold! So I put on my raincoat and went home. Back home, dad caught a cold..... Sometimes, a father's love is a surprise that moves the heart. On my ninth birthday, my father got up and turned on the computer. He asked me what flavor of cake I wanted. I said, "I like cappuccino flavor." My father didn't find it for a long time, so he went out. I thought he went to work. Until later, I heard from my mother that my father went to the cake shop to order a cake. Listen, heart flitted a gleeful! Sometimes, a father's love is a hard whip. When I was a child, I did something wrong, I thought, is not a little mistake? It's no big deal. To my surprise, my father punished me severely for this and said, "Spare the rod, spoil the child." At that time, I often complained, why have such a cruel father. Until now, I understand that dad did that, is to let me better remember, the same mistake should not be made again. A father is deep, in appearance, just layers of mist, can look carefully, but it is a lamp, guide me to the front.
By barbara troutman3 years ago in Confessions
A lonely man
A father is a bunch of sunshine in the winter, always shining on my body, let me feel very warm. I remember once, my father and I were playing in the park. I forgot to run around the flower bed, suddenly, the sky began to drizzle, my forehead was soon wet by the rain. I immediately ran to my father, anxious to say: "Dad, dad, it's raining!" Dad wiped the rain on my face with clothes and said: "Then we go home." Dad took my little hand and ran back immediately. Running, running, the more the rain, I have been sweating. Rain and sweat mixed together, the clothes completely soaked, clinging to my body, very uncomfortable. I couldn't run. I stood there, panting. I was sad to see that my father had run away. As if sensing that I was gone, my father slowed down and shouted, "Where are you, son?" I shouted as hard as I could, "I'm behind you." Dad turned his head, saw me exhausted, quickly ran over, said: "So tired ah, I will carry you." Dad can't help but put me to the back, firmly hook my legs, fast to go home. Suddenly, a warm current poured into my. In my heart. After a while, I suddenly wanted to sneeze. I held my nose in my hand and tried to hold it back. But Sneeze this bad guy did not listen to my words, "A-choo, a-choo" hit two. My father heard me sneeze, quickly put me down, three times two of his coat off, over my body. I looked down and tears burst out of my eyes. Home, dad also let me take a bath, after his wash, I looked at my father trembling, the heart was very moved. A father's love is the most precious thing in the world! When I grow up, I must repay my father.
By FACIONDA WASHINGTON3 years ago in Confessions
Beautiful weather
If I were a bird, then father's love is the sky, I fly in the father's care. If I were a boat, then father's love is the ocean, I cruise in the warmth of the father's love. Once, the teacher asked us to go home and make a mind map. As soon as I got home, I called my father to help me complete the thinking map, but my father said: "their own things to do, dad has something!" Hearing this, I ran angrily to my room. I think: you help me now, I can forgive you. But I ushered in is "bang", that is the sound of closing the door, dad not only did not help me, but also out. I sullenly worked on my mind map, but I couldn't do it halfway through. I was sad to think: hum, dad must not love me, must ignore me. The more I think of gas, all of a sudden rushed to bed will "Wah wah" cry, cry for a while I fell asleep. When I woke up, I rubbed my eyes and saw a complete mental map on my desk. I wondered: How could there be a mind map? Could it be my father? No, it can't be him. I must be dreaming. And he pinched his own thigh. "Oh, it hurts." I said loudly, the voice alarmed my father, father quickly ran to my room. The father looked flustered and asked, "Son, what's wrong with you?" "Nothing," I said with a sheepish smile. "Dad helped you with your mind map." Dad pointed to the picture on the table. "But aren't you out? I heard the door close." I asked incredulously. "I went and bought you the tools." A father is a mountain, let your body and mind even under wind, frost, rain and thunder, but also calm and stable.
By KATHY RICHARDS3 years ago in Confessions
Whispered Hearts
Once upon a time in a small picturesque town called Willowbrook, there lived two individuals named Emily and Daniel. Emily was a vibrant and creative soul, with flowing red hair and sparkling green eyes. She possessed a free spirit and an infectious laughter that could brighten even the gloomiest of days. Daniel, on the other hand, was a charming and kind-hearted gentleman, with a warm smile and gentle demeanor that put everyone at ease.
By Salamullah Khatti3 years ago in Confessions
Sternness in one's mind
In my impression, I was very afraid of my father, maybe because he rarely around me. If I want my dad to take me out to play, I believe it can only be a miracle. Sometimes, watching other people's father, mother with classmates to play, I think my father in my side will be more happy. During the summer vacation, my father turned a deaf ear to my fever, which made me feel the lack of a father's love. At noon that day, I lay in bed watching TV, but the more I lay, the more uncomfortable, dizzy and painful. I called my mother and let her touch my forehead. Mother touch, without a word called me to the clinic. I have a fever. Mom also called dad, let dad also come over, dad promised: good, good, good! My mother sat in the clinic, but looked out of the door every now and then. I know. Dad won't come. Mother made a phone call, father said on the way, but wait for a long time also did not see my father to come, I also play brine, mother paid the money and said to me: go, your father will not come. He hung out with his friends all day and left us in the dust. After coming home, grandma called to let me go to her to play, but I know I have a fever, she called grandpa, grandma together. As soon as Grandma came in, she asked: Why didn't her father come? I called. I've been waiting for an hour. Tears welled up in my eyes as I listened to their conversation in the room. Then I fell asleep. When I woke up, Mom told me that Dad had been here. I said to myself: come, come, anyway, don't care about me. Later, my mother went on a business trip, and my father would come to my grandmother to see me. But every time he came, I ignored him and didn't even call out to my father. Although my father does not usually care about me, I will not care about it, I just hope that my father and mother can live together as before, and give me a warm home.
By louis wright3 years ago in Confessions
You can't drink ice
Life is a sea of love, everyone is breathing love, feel love; Life is like a night sky, in the meteor flash wonderful moment, people feel the magnificent beauty; Life is like a trickle of water, in the wonderful moment of wearing stone, people feel insist on the beauty, all this can not escape a word - love. That day, the sun, like a naughty doll, came to my face to wake me up. I stretched, slowly opened my eyes, looked around, dressed and woke up my father, as usual dad like a cow to send me to learn. We take electric cars and walk on the road of learning. I kicked off and grabbed my dad's clothes. After getting on the car but accidentally kicked dad, he did not say a word, we are ready to start. Electric car like cheetah like running in the street, my hair was blown like seaweed general left and right swing, I try harder to hold on to my father, afraid he was frozen into an old Popsicle, because the wind was blocked by my father, so my father became my shield. I looked up and Dad saw that his teeth were starting to fight, his mouth was spitting hot air, and his face was turning purple and red. It hurt. So even if, the sky also under the raindrops like countless bullets, but dad still let me into his clothes, although my body such as ice, but my heart is hot. Father is a mountain, every inch of soil is to provide me with nutrition; Father is a haven, whenever the wind and rain hit, for me shelter; Father is a bird's nest, waiting for me this playful bird, have a home to return to.
By THERESA MILLER3 years ago in Confessions
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By Prem3 years ago in Confessions
A witness to growth
What is a mother's love like? Like a gurgling spring; What is a mother's love like? Like a bird soaring in the sky; What is a mother's love like? Like winter cotton-padded jacket. It was a winter morning. I was outside alone, dancing like a butterfly, but seemed to forget how cold it was. Suddenly, I was amazed by what happened next. My mother screamed at me like a tiger, "What are you doing, Han Yu? It's so cold and you're wearing so little. I pursed my lips as if I didn't like it. However, later my mother gave me a cotton-padded jacket from home, kindly said: "Han Yu, obedient, put on the cotton-padded jacket, dancing from the outside." "All right," I said gently. Mother kind to me put on a cotton-padded jacket, I smiled to my mother, mother also kind to me smile. After a while, something bad happened, when I was dancing, I accidentally sprained my foot, I fell to the ground, crying like a Wolf, my mother ran over like a cheetah, worried and said: "Han Yu, my girl ah, you are so careless, does it hurt?" I hummed and hummed. Say, "It hurts." Mother gently helped me back home, I sat on the kang, shouted: "good pain ah, mother, I am good pain ah." After nearly a month, my leg was much better and I went out at one time. See the blue sky there are a few white clouds some like lively lovely rabbit; Some like the forest lively monkeys; Some are like descendants of the dragon. High up in the trees, there are a few happy birds, chattering discussion, as if to talk about the flight to see the good scenery. I went out and saw the wide path on the road. At this time, I not only thought of these, but also thought of maternal love. At this time I know how great the mother's love is, that is how high the day is how thick, a mother's love is how deep.
By Marvin Rux3 years ago in Confessions
Go forward
A mother's love such as mountains, deep and thick; A mother's love is like sunshine, illuminating my way forward; A mother's love is like spring, moist my heart; A mother's love is like... ... Speaking of a mother's love, there is a word to describe it: deep, great, dedication, selfless, give...... Yeah! Mother, ask us very little, give us a lot, how can we return to finish? The reward is endless, so from now on, we should know filial piety and respect. I still remember that spring night, there were a lot of mosquitoes, the mosquito repellent at home and just ran out, that night I slept very badly. During the night, a chill forced me to open my eyes. Oh! Is the mother, she uses the fan to drive away the mosquito, and he is suffering, see this scene, my eyes suddenly moist up... A mother's love mountain, there are many things like this: when I am confused to light the lamp; Cheer me up when I fail; Teach me modesty when I am proud; In... How can I return this deep, great and ordinary mother love? Mother! You give me warmth in the cold and snow; You in the hot summer, give me filar cool; You give me courage in the wind and rain; Are you... I know, your teachings to me, for my love, is my return, but I will work hard to give you a better future. I really appreciate it! Whether in my life path, or personal problems, it is you -- mother for me to light the way forward, let me find the light in the dark. I can't use words to describe your love for me, but I know in my heart, is clear. Every child has a mother, I thank God, gave me a unique - no two mother! How can I repay this deep maternal love?
By Antonio Young3 years ago in Confessions
Deception in Love
Once upon a time, in a picturesque village nestled amidst rolling hills, there lived a young and charming man named Lucas. Lucas was known throughout the village for his radiant smile and captivating blue eyes. His reputation as a hopeless romantic had captured the hearts of many young women in the village, but none had ever truly won his affection.
By Qadeer Abbas3 years ago in Confessions