Looking for the Lost（积分大赠送！！！）

Looking for the LostI'm 17 now ---- life of 17 years, dreams of 17 years, and harvest of 17 years... In the long but also brief 17 years, I've learnt a lot, but on the other hand, I've lost a lot, as well. I seem to have lost something of extreme importance, whose loss makes me deep in annoyance. What on earth is it? Where has it gone? I've no idea. I'll have to look for it, though. the Spring of Contemplation I always consider spring as the season of contemplation and self-examination. Grasping the physics paper marked with 70, I went on my way home excitedly. I was rather weak in it, and always failed in the exams, however, actually I'd got such "high" score this time. Plenty as there were who did better than me, there were still some worse. Bethinking of so, I couldn't help mending my pace, so as to tell mother about it at any moment. The house was silent. Then I remembered that mother was out today. However, my cousin, who was in Primary 3 and stayed in my home for several days for some reason, should have returned. How could the house be so silent? I was puzzled. Opening the door of her room quietly, I found she was lying in bed sleeping with something sparkling on her face. Immediately I realized they were nothing but tear stains, which did not surprise me a little. I got closer to her. There a maths paper wet by tears under her arm, and the score was 98. I was shocked, touching my physics paper involuntarily, looking at her crystal-clear tears. "Don't you get ashamed of yourself? Are you still the one always wanted to achieve success in your childhood?" I asked myself. I dimly felt that I'd lost something important, but just dimly. the Summer of Torridity I felt it was terribly hot this summer. I rode to buy an ice-cream for myself. When I was taking money out, a one-yuan coin rolled into a slot filled with smelly and sickly water. I didn't pick it up. To be more exact, I didn't want to. "Here's your money." When having the ice-cream and was about to leave, I heard a liquid voice. I turned round and saw a little boy with the coin stained with mud in his hand. With my hand striking on his and without a word, the coin dropped and I rode away, leaving the boy standing there. I suddenly noticed my face had got so hot that I even sweated, although I was having the ice-cream. "You have thrown it away." said a strange voice. What was it? I was still ignorant of it. the Autumn of Anguish I was asked to stay in the classroom after school by the headteacher. Mother was in the dark, though. It was quite late that I arrived home, and mother was waiting for me to have dinner together. "Why are you so late?" She gently asked. "Oh, I just went to a classmate's." Being afraid of being scolded, I made up a story. I thought response must be dubious, but actually mother did not doubt it a bit. She just told me to have supper in a soft voice. Why didn't she have any doubts? Perhaps she still consider that I was fairly honest, as I used to be in my childhood. However, mother, had you ever thought of that your son had just lied to you? I felt the meal was extremely bitter. Why was I that honest when I was young, compared to now? I used to have "it", but I didn't now... I seemed to have settled into shape about "it". the Winter of Repentance Seldom did it rain in winter, however, it indeed rained a lot this winter. It made the ground rather wet and slippery, and in addition to my carelessness, as a result, an old lady was knocked down to the ground, groaning. She failed to get up. It looked as though she was hurt somewhere, which dumbfounded me. With the incitement of my friends, I ran away from the scene in a flurry. I couldn't get to sleep that night. The evil and the goodness were struggling heavily. However, the incident had already taken place and I had run away, what should I do now? If I were still young, I would not have escaped, I supposed. I somehow bethought of my childhood again. There seemed to be relation to "it". I dreamed about the God. He did neither punish me nor damn me, instead, he just said gently," you're not bad to bones, for you've known something extremely important of yours has missed!" What have I found What have I lost? And waht have I been looking for? Now I am cognizant of it. What I've lost is the sincerity of my childhood, and so is what I've been looking for. I shall spare no effort in wiping all the dust off it, and keep the honesty, as well as the goodness to the end.

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