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Actually, we are not children, not like before horsing around. Seventeen, at the age of eight, took luggage sat on a coach to go the distance, humming heroic dauntless songs, wandering in a foreign countryStorage for toys. Actually, we are not children, Wai in front of their parents coquetry seemed children. In the face of the complicated society we are ignorant of a green hand, every word and action has made many people disdain, as a joke after dinner conversation, tears will teach us things are unpredictable, the heart of complex. Actually, we are not children, the wronged someone to help their children. The world is very big, there is still a long way to go in earnest, must learn to accept the baptism of wind and rain, learn to grow upotter box iphone case. Whenever I see the beginning step in social boy and girl, heart some distressed, because I know that they will be like I I do accept social unknown test, and those, who are unable to help them, can only rely on themselves to learn to accept, slowly growing. The school may give many beautiful and fantastic dream, but the reality of society will be a little bit to crush, finally, elaborate our imagination and fantasy will have nothing at all, confusion over life, what is not pursued, adhere to what isfashion men clothing wholesale. See they suffered when wronged cry, I thought of when I just stepped into the society. A person, stay in the factory, dormitory is for four people, because of loneliness, refused to communicate with people, almost the entire dormitory killed are not in contact with. A person to eat, read a book, go to work, shopping (in fact, I am a person shopping often lost, as is typical of Lu Chi). Finally, because the work is relatively good, and often help a girl the same dormitory to complete the work, barely made a friend, and not so lonely. Then has made two or three good friends, they taught me, teach me to dance, let me out of my own little world, with the outside of the sun, although the individual things, live your life, but I have been very grateful they took me out of the haze, let me see the world beautiful. Now, after two years, all the unspoken rule society has been seen through, but I can't do not to touch, every time just leave, are heroic dauntless, the very next day or the little bow, listen to some teaching, and then continue to work. Called in under the eaves, had to bow, in the society, you have to accept various types of tests, exit or continue, the heart is a fierce fight. Ann is a big boy, at the age of seventeen, had just entered the social honest words, little. Difficult times show up every time at work, the boss will appear in time, people handle things management are not perfect, not into the needle. Ann stumped speechless, eyes red, with his head down, what also don't say. But I rarely see his tears, perhaps this is the big boy. Ann's sister because out of work for a long time, and ANN and her family only in here, so the ANN is very spoiled, buy clothes, hair, make friends... A lot of things would help him deal. Sometimes, look not to the past will say, but I knew her as in the past to do. Because of the lack of work experience and life skills, Ann at work often provoked, angry, several back is just leave, interrupt the production line. I have this thing told little sister, don't worry about small things, should let ANN to try how to deal with life and work, too much care and shelter will let him live in no rain the sky, never learn, learn to grow up. |
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