what is really coming into this world naked?

The grass is sad, and I see a dilapidated adobe house. It leans over and seems to moan that it is the late autumn of life. Every time someone dies in the village, everyone will burn paper money in front of my house, and it has become a normal state to be covered with soot. Sometimes I don't understand why everyone cooks in front of my house every time, and my parents never have an opinion. It was not until I was five years old that I learned that even the house that was about to collapse did not belong to my family. In this so-called home, there are too many memories.

I used to be afraid in winter, especially afraid of taking a bath. Whenever the cold wind blows into the old house full of holes, the only action is shivering; Once I had no money to buy paper, I used clean water instead of ink to practice on the floor of the house; I have never been vaccinated, but I have endured all kinds of diseases of my body alone. I don't have the money to buy calcium tablets, and I often wake up at night because of my foot pain (so I can't grow up at that time). Before college, no clothes were my own, but were given by others for small entrepreneurial projects. I have lived in the world for more than ten years, and I only have an account in the second day of junior high school.

An old man who has experienced vicissitudes in his seventies often sits in front of an old house. That is my father. He is the same age as my grandfather and tells people fortune in the village. Every time I started school, I didn't pay all the tuition fees. Every time, my mother and the teacher discussed "installment payment". Since then, I have vowed to change this life. Therefore, since primary school, my grades have always been in the top few grades, and I am deeply loved by teachers.

However, when other children were eating snacks and playing games when I was very young, I had to pick up waste along the street with my mother to supplement my family, and I had to endure those peers who were not sensible to laugh at me for "picking up garbage". When all my classmates came home from school to watch TV, I had to go to the mountains to meet my mother who cut firewood. In order to save her time and cut more firewood, I had to stir up dozens of kilograms of firewood and put it in one place (this is estimated that I was only a few years old when I was a child) Every year, when other families ask tractors to transport millet home, parents who are nearly 71 years old have to use the oldest means of transportation in rural areas-dirt carts to transport millet bags home. Seeing my father's bent back and dripping sweat, I can't help but feel sad and ask myself, why don't I struggle? My parents have worked hard all their lives and are suffering from poverty. I want them to bid farewell to poverty in the future, so why don't I struggle?

When I was in junior high school, I picked up cans at school, then sent them to a junk shop on my way home from school to earn my own pocket money, and sometimes I had to spend 11 to 21 yuan to supplement my family. As a squad leader in junior high school, he has always been in the top few grades, and won the second prize in the vocal music group in the competition of "Hundred Schools of Art" for middle school students, and won the second prize in the county in the essay competition for small-scale entrepreneurial projects for middle school students nationwide, and has always been outstanding in various cultural and sports activities in the school, so teachers pay more attention to it. After knowing that I picked up cans, the teacher will also collect some waste books and papers for me, and take special care of me in some aspects of funding.

in my freshman year of high school, I became the first female monitor under my head teacher, and I worked for three years. During the period of being the monitor of senior high school, our class has always been at the forefront in terms of grades, sports festivals and art festivals. My personal grades have always been in the top grades. High school has been a "three good students" for three years. And I won the second prize for my calligraphy works in Baishi Culture and Art Festival of Grade One, and the second prize for women's 111m and women's long jump in the sports festival of Grade One. And in the second year of high school, he won the honorary title of "Star of Campus-Star of Self-improvement" in our school.

But in Grade Two, the age when ordinary children should be happy, I suffered a great blow and pain. As the first representative of the liberal arts class, all the senior two students spoke in high spirits at the opening ceremony, and my joy and pride had not faded, but I heard the bad news at home.

When I approached home, I was greeted by the flat grass in front of the depressed adobe house and the coffin lid on the old table with a short foot-I stopped, I froze, I didn't know what happened, and I didn't dare to think about what I should face next. The moment I stepped into the house, I saw my father lying peacefully as usual, but it was much quieter than usual and I would never wake up. The way my mother collapsed made me feel that I was the pillar of my family at the moment, and I should shoulder this burden. I can't collapse, I must be strong, and I have no time to grieve. Because I am 16 years old this year. The next biggest headache is the father's burial expenses. I have to deal with the funeral with my uncle during the day and stay with my mother at night (at this time, my mother has collapsed). It was three days and three nights without rest.

However, I am very grateful to my alma mater, Xiangtan County No.5 Middle School. It was the teachers and classmates of my alma mater who raised money for my father's burial expenses, so that my father could be buried in peace. After I got to school, my classmates were very concerned, and so was my teacher. They asked me if I had any living expenses, how was my study and how was my mood adjustment. My alma mater also found me caring entrepreneurs in the society and asked them to help me complete my studies. If it weren't for my alma mater, the care and warmth of those teachers and classmates, and the help of those caring entrepreneurs, I wouldn't be here today.

I have received so much care, warmth and help. I have shouldered the hopes and responsibilities of my family, teachers, alma mater and society. Why should I not struggle?

I deeply understand in college that "children without umbrellas must run." I told myself that my mother was nearly 61, and she couldn't afford to wait. I had to fight. So besides learning textbook knowledge well, I must exercise my own ability, so I sell socks and leggings at school. Some inspirational books are sold in several high schools in Xiangtan No.5 Middle School, Xiangtan Yunlong Middle School and Wangcheng No.1 Middle School, and the sales volume has reached more than 281 sets. Through this opportunity, I not only exercised myself, but also relieved my mother's burden.

Every time I have a little slack, I will say to myself, I have no background and no resources. Why should I not struggle? I have no way to be filial to my father. My mother is so old. Why should I not struggle to make her live a good life as soon as possible? I have received so much help and care from my alma mater, teachers, classmates and society. Why should I not struggle? I owe so much to this society, why should I not struggle?

I only know that my life state should be like this: life is not over, struggle is endless!

what are you doing as a sophomore?

What are you doing in junior year?

what are you doing as a senior?

one day, we and our relatives will die. At that time, what will you regret?

regret not working hard when you were the youngest?

regret not being able to treat parents and relatives well?

regret ...