In the current learning

In the current learning environment, some make me happy; Some make me happy; Some make me sad... Especially a thing that my mother wronged me - a thing that wronged me. I remember that it was a sunny morning. I got up early singing and my mother came to tell me that my cousin would come to my house today. I immediately danced with joy. But who knows, as soon as my cousin got home, my mother went shopping with my aunt, my cousin has always been very naughty, I just want to read, my cousin shouted that I wanted to play with her, and after a while my cousin was tired. Then lying in bed fell asleep, my heart just put down, I took out one of my favorite "little angel - number - language - English" magazine to look excited. In a short time I went to the bathroom, just when I go back to the bedroom, yi ran heard "cut - making -" the voice, I think there is a sense of foreboding landing on my head. I rushed into my bedroom, I saw my cousin is enjoying the "beautiful" flowers she cut with my book, I was angry and angry, immediately gave my cousin a slap, she cried, crying alarmed the whole community, just the mother came back. My cousin is "the villain complained first", my cousin went to my mother there is Internet identification and translation... He said, "My brother slapped me in the face and cut up the book." When my mother heard the fire, she picked up the broom beside me and beat me. Mother also said: "You child, why so disobedient, in the future when I hear you beat your cousin, I will also beat you." "I didn't." "And you lied." "My mother slapped me in the face. "Think about it." Then I took my cousin by the hand and went out to buy her her favorite toy. This can be really "mute eat coptis - there is a bitter can not say." Looking at their receding backs, I could not help but come to my eyes. The next day, cousin to go, mother personally sent away aunt and cousin, mother after a while asked: "your homework done?" "No... No." "Do it quickly." Mother let out a loud roar. Yelled me into the bedroom.Until now, my mother did not know that it was actually my cousin who cut my book, which I will never forget. This is the third time this semester I've fallen on my foot, in different places, for different reasons, the same foot, the same joint. When I looked at the round knuckle bead that was so swollen I couldn't see beyond my foot, my. Four words come to mind: "When it rains, it pours." At noon that day, I ran down the stairs so fast that I did not notice that my foot hit the stairs, and I lay on the ground, covering my sore foot, and I wanted to cry, but I did not cry, I wanted to cry, but I bit my lip, and after the pain had passed by, I held on to the railing, Step by step slowly move home, each step, there will be a biting pain, starting from the injured part, spread to the whole body, but I know that each time the pain, I leave home a step closer, this injury, the more drought treatment the better, I bite my lip, step by step upstairs, adhere to, back home. Once in the evening, I dragged the sick foot, go to tutoring, which I do not know, the teacher ahead of class, I was downstairs, standing on one foot, the other hand, holding the tree next to me, I looked up, saw the day, I saw a grain of light, in the sky a twinkle twinkle hanging, I was surprised, in the city, can also see the stars? I looked at the stars in the sky constantly flashing, emitting light, in a twinkling of an eye, swallowed by the night, and then, released light, swallowed again, the sky is very clear, the surrounding is very quiet, I seem to hear myself struggling on the stairs. I remember a poem: "The night lives to devour the starlight, and the starlight lives for the night...... I said to the stars, do you like to beat the night so much. The stars said to me, what is so terrible about the night? I say to the stars, the night devours your light, and you do not hate it. The star said to me, I forgive the night, because he let me have the value of living. I said to the stars, then I and forgive the feet, I have also experienced in pain. The star said to me, I wait to run in my light. I said to the star, OK. Under the stars, is my slowly moving to father microcosm.....