Until then, in the summer vacation of grade seven, I went to Bali River with some friends and their families. On the way, my friends began to encourage others to ride the ferris wheel, completely ignoring my resistance. "Hey, hey, are you going?" Before long, my friend leaned in. "I ... I ..." I stammered. I looked up at her, and her face said, "Haha, I dare not." I was very angry at that time, because I wanted to give myself face, otherwise I would go and I wouldn't go up. How embarrassing! "Go, definitely go! Who is afraid of who (who is afraid of who)! " I said it for sure, but I didn't think so in my heart.
Finally arrived at the destination, "here we are, let's go." My friend pushed me to the ferris wheel, and my eyes stopped on the ferris wheel, so high, are you kidding? Watch the Ferris wheel soar into the sky. My face is really authentic. Watching more and more people board the Ferris wheel in front of me, my mind is not clear. Being pushed into the Ferris wheel in a daze, I encouraged myself. Anyway, it's just for a little while. It's okay. "Squeak." The Ferris wheel turned higher and higher and finally reached the top. Oh, will I fall? I can't fly! My thoughts began to fly. I closed my eyes and stopped thinking about those terrible things. "Wow, it's beautiful!" My friend exclaimed in my ear. Is it really beautiful? I suddenly want to open my eyes to see the beautiful scenery under the Ferris wheel for a while, but I … Forget it, sacrifice myself! I slowly opened my eyes and looked down. At an altitude of tens of meters, I feel a little dizzy. Don't look away, look into my friend's eyes. Her eyes are full of encouragement and expectation. I slowly turned my head again and saw several small islands "standing" in the lake. A small river surrounds the island like a silver belt in the night, which looks quiet and beautiful. "bang!" I have a voice in my ear. Looking inside, a fireworks is blooming in the sky. I was so obsessed that I came to an end unconsciously. It doesn't seem very scary! My friend gave me an admiring look.
Standing under the fireworks, I bid farewell to my timid self. From this moment on, I am no longer afraid.
Chapter two: I am no longer afraid of having a silly time, and my courage is also small. Fear of darkness, pain, snakes and insects ... I can't remember where I read the phrase "fear comes from love". I have to say that this sentence is really incisive. I'm afraid of substantive objects, but I'm more afraid of an emotional person. Afraid of loneliness, loneliness, abandonment, betrayal ... because of love, I am afraid of being betrayed and abandoned by others.
Probably a summer in my memory. Very hot. Living with my aunt. The cicadas are singing constantly in the yard, and the dense shade blocks most of the sunshine. When I came back from school, my home was in a mess. My aunt is packing her clothes. When she saw me coming back, she said to me anxiously, "something happened at home and I have to go back." It's fine to be alone at home. The change is in the drawer, and you can buy it yourself when you eat. " Said, and walked out of the house. I froze in place, a long reflex arc, but menstruation ran back and hugged my shoulder and said to me, "Turn on the light if you are afraid of the dark;" Call me if you are afraid. Hmm? Just one night. I'll be back soon. It's fine to be alone at home. I'm leaving! " Say that finish clap my shoulder. Left again.
I still have the warmth of her palm on my shoulder, and it seems that the fragrance of her cosmetics still remains in the room, which is faint and not much, but enough to remind me of her. People, not out of this community, my thoughts have been earth-shaking.
At night, the dim light in the yard is divided into numerous mottled spots by branches. The wind blew across the yard, making the leaves rustle. I was scared in my heart, and all I could think about was that horrible scene. Afraid, a shadow suddenly appeared in the dark corner of the room ... I can't imagine it anymore, but I keep replaying the terrible scene in "The Ring of Midnight" in my mind. Lying in bed, holding a book, flipping through it at random, no time to read it. Suddenly, the telephone at the bedside rang "Jingle ……", which was particularly strange in this silent night. I answered the phone trembling, "hello? Xiaoke? Is it getting dark soon? Turn on all the lights. It's too dark at home. Don't be afraid. Hungry, there is food in the refrigerator ... "menstruation's usually loud voice seems to be unusually warm at the moment. As she spoke, I just casually inserted a few words of "hmm" and "oh" and nodded as I spoke, but I forgot that she couldn't see my movements on the other end of the phone. It was not until I finally fell asleep that the phone was gently hung up. I don't know what she said to me after I fell asleep, and I don't know how long she called. Probably a long time. She may be talking to herself. I am just a silent audience, drawing temperature from her words to warm myself. I only remember that it was dawn when I woke up, my mobile phone was still tightly held in my hand, and the light in the room was still on.
Always in love, menstruation will remember my fears and care about me. It's just that I've never seen it before, just like a person in the sun. Where can I find the brightness of moonlight? But in the dark, I long for that light.
God, it will light up eventually. Darkness will be surrounded by light. I used to be afraid of love, but now I am fearless because of love. Just because I am the one who is loved. If you don't look back, the past won't end. This summer, I will move on with love.
Chapter 3: I am no longer afraid to tell the truth. I am a very timid person, afraid of dogs, insects, especially the dark. I was fine when I was in primary school, but since I was in junior high school, the school time has been late. In winter, there are no fingers in the alley, and there is a big furry dog, who likes to wander around when he has nothing to do. So, even though my home is close to school and my parents are busy every day, I still let my mother pick me up every day.
After school that night, it was already dark, the moonlight was hidden in thin clouds, and only a few lone stars were dotted in the dark fluffy sky. The students left one by one, leaving me standing under the street lamp, waiting for my mother's arrival. Waiting left and right, still can't see the familiar figure. My heart crossed, I picked up my schoolbag and walked into the heavy night.
At first, it was the main road, and it went smoothly, but it soon came to a dark alley. I hesitated to stop. On my left, there are flowers, noisy and colorful; It was dark and silent on the right, and there was a big dog wandering silently. Hesitated, I gritted my teeth, took a deep breath, turned and walked into the alley.
"Cha, Cha, Cha", it's so quiet here, only my hurried footsteps and subtle breathing; It's really dark here, too Only my watch reflects the starlight and shines with warm silver light. I walked in a hurry, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and my heart was full of fear and imagination. I dare not look back. I trotted nervously, as if I were followed by a large group of zombie witches. As soon as I stop, they will pounce on me and eat me. Suddenly there was a burst of footsteps behind me, and my heart seemed to stop beating at that moment. I turned my head away, and it turned out that the big dog was squatting on the side of the road, looking at me like a ghost. My scalp is numb at once, and the dog seems to pounce on me at any moment. "Calm down, calm down." I steadied my pounding heart and whispered to myself. I walked as gently as possible out of the dog's sight, and the outline of a familiar home appeared in front of me.
My heart suddenly relaxed, and endless fear and fear seemed to be thrown out of the cloud nine in an instant. I ran a few steps and suddenly found in despair that the door was locked and I didn't have a key. Depressed, I sat on the stone steps, and endless fear swallowed me up. Tears seemed to be in generate at that moment. Suddenly, I felt a warm breath around me. It's that big dog. It just crouched beside me, wagging its tail and shining gently in its eyes. In my heart, there was a sudden flash of warmth. In this way, I, a man who is afraid of dogs, sat on the stone steps with a furry dog and looked up at the stars.
I don't know if it's five minutes or ten minutes, but it seems like a century to me. I don't know when, my mother has stood under the stone steps, looking tired and anxious, surprised, more gratified and happy.
I smiled. At this time, I knew the cold and fatigue, but the fear in my heart was gone. I ran slowly towards her in a flowing posture. The feet and the stone steps make a crisp crash, not long or short, as if ... when flowers bloom. ...
In a trance, I am no longer afraid. Behind my mother, a thick yolk-like moon is slowly rising.
Article 4: I am no longer afraid that I used to be a very lonely person. When the cold wind came, the grass was afraid and hugged each other; Clouds are worried, so they get together. In other words, when the cold comes, we always unconsciously approach the warmth. It's instinct. But sometimes, there is often no warmth in the cold, so you can only hold yourself tight. This is loneliness. And loneliness does not come from people, but from the heart.
I used to be a very timid person.
Not afraid of centipedes and cockroaches, not afraid of monsters, but afraid of the dark. Endless night devours my last strength like ink devours white paper. I don't know why, the night is my weakness for a long time, and I have accumulated a heart disease for many years.
I still remember when I was a child, when night fell, I always curled up in the corner wrapped in a quilt and waited for my parents to come back with tears. Maybe others fell asleep when they were tired of crying, but I was too sleepy to sleep. At that time, I was not very afraid of the dark. I looked at everything in the room quietly in the dark and felt nothing. But then, because of an accident, that night became my nightmare.
That summer, I had a high fever of more than 40 degrees. I was cold with the quilt in my arms, my ears were buzzing with pain and my eyes could not be opened. Before I lost any feeling, I only vaguely heard my parents calling me in horror. When I woke up, I opened my eyes, but I couldn't see the light. The night seems to have swallowed my heart in one gulp. At that moment, I was so scared that I forgot to cry. Fortunately, this is only temporary blindness. I took the medicine and woke up to see it again. It's just always been my shadow.
Since then, my parents will come home on time every night to chat, study and play with me. They tried their best to make up for my years of loneliness. Time is the best medicine. Every time I have insomnia, my mother will sing euphemistic songs and my father will tell funny stories. Every time I look at the night and don't want to close my eyes, my mother will wait until I fall asleep before turning off the lights and leaving. In order to save time for my mother, I always pretend to fall asleep quickly. Wait for her to leave before facing the darkness alone. However, the dark circles finally betrayed me. Dad thought hard and came up with a good idea. He spent the whole night making me a dream nightlight. He is a businessman, working hard in the business world, demonstrating to his opponents when bidding. His confident father is in crisis in piles of books. In the face of wires, silk thread and cotton cloth, he actually panicked and worried. Just because I said I didn't like what I bought, I prefer handcraft. Looking at the small and rough luminous lamp, it emits faint blue light. Although the wire was blown crooked, it has been used until now. Looking at the faint light not only drives away the darkness, but also drives away the inner loneliness. No, not light, but that kind of deep love.
Now, the cloth is gray and the light is not too bright. Father advised me to change many times. Indeed, nightlight is fashionable and beautiful now. I don't like any of them In my eyes, parents' love can't be copied. How great is it? Ah, it can devour darkness and loneliness and cure a coward. That light will always be on.