努力才不会后悔
From an early age，on the fear of regret． Because the teacher said that the world did not sell drugs to regret． So， has been working， so no regrets．
when the third grade， to see the eyesores created its own word， we strive to practice． Finished each one， look at the case for teachers． When the fifth grade and found myself not writing on the diary day one． Gradually to find the feeling of diary， not to let others look casually． Therefore， always wrote his thoughts in diaries． Still remember their own write that first poem entitled "When the River Indus to spend time opening up，" have forgotten the specific details， as if passing childhood． Bad words from a young age， only willing to write it down． It is precisely because of this， then gradually in love with words．
gradually grew up， school， no matter what are thinking that they will regret it? watching other people， their own learning． time， rejected the kind of dim feeling． University， watching others， I am hiding in the library alone， look at magazines， reading books， watching a beautiful text． Escape the attention． Now recall that the boy， a day after I stood on the road． Refused， because they feel that it simply is not possible， do not let the two people were injured．
work， with love． Own efforts to love him． Because I know I will not regret it． With his son， a child I did not do better work， too little time with him． Now his son on the side， I must strive to love him， his education． Because soon， he will leave me the way onto the school．
A few years ago， his father was sick． No matter how tired， I went to see him every week． Days of hospitalization， I am also in addition to outside work， that is， go with the units in the hospital． I have to strive to take good care of him， because I know that maybe one day， he would run away from me． Time after surgery， pushed him to the ward from the operating room to see if he is still alive， I would like to do forever， even if I pushed him away． Has made every effort， he left． In the heart， in a detail， still feel not good enough． But I tried， and has no regrets．
mother leaves， the kind－hearted mother． I would like to strive to love her， I can have her day． Because， no matter what time I can not forget my mother for everything． Do not forget the morning meal， cool， and put in front of me． She can not forget I am considerate of each．
Usually no time to go home． Every weekend， I have to buy his favorite things to see if he eat， look at his smiling face． Bao dumplings for him， his favorite chicken stew， ribs． Because I know he can do something now， this is my blessing． For pro－filial son and not wait， feeling very miserable．
In spite of this， or would you do something to regret things， at certain times． However， I will work hard， do not regret it．
从小，就害怕后悔。因为老师说过，世界上没有卖后悔药的。所以，一直在努力，做到不后悔。
三年级的时候，看到自己的字不美观，就努力练。每写完一张，就拿给老师看。五年级的时候，发现自己作文不好，就写日记，每天一篇。渐渐找到写日记的感觉，不再让别人随便翻看。于是，总是把自己的心事写到日记本里。还记得自己写得第一首自己认为的诗题目是《当梧桐花开放的时候》，具体内容忘记了，好像感怀童年的逝去。从小不善言谈，只愿意写下来。正因为这一点，后来才渐渐喜欢上文字。
渐渐长大，中学时，无论做什么都在想，自己会后悔吗?看着别人疯玩，自己在学习。情窦初开的时候，拒绝了那种朦胧的感觉。大学时，看着别人花前月下，我独自躲在图书馆，看杂志，看书，看优美的文字。躲开了关注的目光。现在还记得那个男孩，每天站在我经过的路上。拒绝了，因为自己觉得那根本不可能，别让两个人受伤。
工作了，有了爱人。自己努力去爱他。因为我知道，我不会后悔。有了儿子，小时候我没有做得更好，因为工作，陪他的时间太少。现在儿子就在身边，我一定要努力爱护他，教育他。因为不久，他就会离开我，走上求学的路。
前几年，父亲病了。不管多累，我每个星期都去看他。住院的日子，我也是除了上班之外，就是奔波在医院与单位之间。我要努力照顾好他，因为我知道，说不定哪一天，他会离我而去。做完手术的时候，推着他从手术室到病房，看他还活着，真愿永远这样，哪怕让我推着他走。尽了一切努力，他还是走了。在心里，在某个细节，还是觉得做得不够好。可是我尽力了，不后悔。
就剩下母亲了，善良的母亲。我要努力爱她，在我还能够拥有她的日子。因为，无论什么时候，我都不能忘记母亲为我做的每一件事。忘不了每天早晨做好饭，凉好，放到我的面前。忘不了她对我的每一分体贴。
公爹病了。平时没时间回家。每到周末，我都买他最爱吃的东西，看他吃下，看他的笑脸。为他包水饺，炖他爱吃的鸡肉，排骨。因为我知道，现在还能为他做点什么，这是我的福气。子欲孝而亲不待，那种感觉很凄凉。
尽管如此，还是会做一些后悔的事，在某些时候。但我会努力，做到不后悔。 |