Spring comes after winter
The lazy winter sun filtered through the tawny glass and lay lazily in front of my desk.

The lazy winter sun filtered through the tawny glass and lay lazily in front of my desk. A mild sun shone on my report card. The printed words in boldface, lying quietly, look a little lethal also have no, but to my winter wind strengthened the power, let me shiver in the winter of ice and snow.
The grades on the report card are not satisfactory.
I picked up a book and covered it, out of sight, out of mind. I think of my promise to my parents and my relatives' encouragement before my grades. I suddenly have a kind of fear, eyes wandering in the room, looking for a place to hide the report card, I do not want to let my parents see this let hope, encouragement dashed things. But, after all, no such place could be found. Nowhere is it supposed to be hiding! Its mission is to let my parents see and know the truth about my achievements. I handed it in.
Hand mom and dad report card is trembling, I lowered my head, waiting for mother's assiduous teachings, waiting for father's storm. The air was frozen, and my parents were silent. It was eerily quiet. I've been waiting for the "eruption" after this lull. My mind is constantly searching for the scene of being taught by my parents before, my heart a burst of acid, tears naturally overflow from my eyes. I feel the wind in the winter wind in the rapid rise, withered branches in the snow pressure, is out of the trunk, cold! "I DON'T SAY WHAT, ONESELF TEST BAD, REASON ONESELF BODY SEEKS!" Mom did not look at me, face turned to one side, lightly said. But from what she said, I could tell that Mom was in a bad mood, and that she hated the idea of steel not being made into steel. "Don't cry, this test is not good, don't cry!" Dad accidentally patted me on the shoulder, comforting me. "It doesn't matter, in the examination is not good, there is no relationship? !" "Said Mom. She was clearly not satisfied. "Don't say, all test, and what use!" "I cried to my mother. Without looking back, he ran into his room and locked the door. One wiped away tears and threw a tantrum in the room. In winter, it's getting colder and colder...
I conveniently turned over a book as a document, one of the articles so written "cry what ah, the eyes cry like a walnut what use!" I smiled sadly, yes, what is the use of crying swollen, and can not cry out the results. After the year, spring is coming, the results are in the past, belonging to 2008. 2009, is a New Year, is a new beginning. Should not at the beginning of the New Year, let the tears of 2008, flow into the bottle. "Don'T LOCK THE DOOR, TEST IS not GOOD ALSO HAVE NO WAY, DON't BE angry INSIDE the room, come out to eat!" It was Mom calling me from the door. I hesitated and reluctantly opened the door. Mom looked at me like a pair of love ignore, hook my nose, said with a smile: "Still angry! It's not good to be mad, and I don't want a dumb daughter! Go and eat!" "Mom, YOU CAN REALLY FICKLE, JUST a PAIR OF hate iron not into steel's appearance, but now smile happily ground and MAitreya Buddha like." "I snapped back. "You GIRL, DON't like to listen to PULL down, don't eat, there is no you eat!" Mom pulled me toward the table. Dad said earnestly, "It's okay to fail the exam. In a few days, it will be another year. Don't pull a face. Winter is over, and spring will surely come." I suddenly laughed out, I have felt the breath of spring, has come closer to me. Winter is less powerful, and the snow and ice have melted much of it.
The morning sun lay lazily on the floor, on the table, on the books, and on the report card. But winter is gone, and spring is coming.



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