Second grade composition "Birthday Party"

[Birthday] Modify it yourself

I have been looking forward to this annual big day for 365 days, which is enough to show how extraordinary this day is. When I was a kid, my birthday was still a month away, but I kept thinking about how many days it would take before I could eat a delicious birthday cake and open a birthday present. When the colorful candles slowly lit up, the little hands clenched tightly. After making a sweet and unknown wish, with a breath, all the innocence and happiness bloomed in an instant. What a beautiful day it was.

The most profound birthday in my memory was when I was 6 years old. My parents, who were well off, ordered a large birthday cake for me and specially called a photographer to capture this moment for us. So, a cake, a happy family of three, a classic "Happy Birthday", a wall of proud certificates, and a few warm blessings became the most unforgettable scene in my heart. I still remember that even the photographer couldn't help but sigh: Your family is so happy.

However, happy time is always short-lived. As parents grow older and wrinkles gradually creep up on their foreheads, birthdays seem to have become a dispensable and extremely ordinary day. Every birthday since then, I have never enjoyed that warm memory again.

I still remember that I was 13 years old. Because at that time, I was bohemian and always loved to cause trouble, so I never got along well with my classmates. On my birthday, I suppressed the excitement in my heart and walked to the classroom, hoping that at a certain intersection a friend would suddenly jump out and say to me: "Hey, Weijie, happy birthday!" But how many friends could I have with almost no friends? Who understands my thoughts? So, from early morning to night, watching the people around me come and go by me, how much I wanted to tell others: "Today is my birthday!" But I never said it out loud, for the sake of the last bit of self-esteem that I relied on for survival. When I was the last one to walk out of the classroom, my heart was in turmoil, my head was shaking, and I was as sluggish as a rubber ball that had run out of air. When I think about my birthday being ignored, and when I think about the scenes when I was 6 years old, I feel like crying.

Before I reached the door of the dormitory, a classmate suddenly told me softly: "Li Weijie, your father is here." I was shocked. Could it be. . . . . I jumped in and rushed in. What greeted me were the faces of 13 classmates and a weathered but familiar face. "Happy birthday!" The words burst out of their mouths almost at the same time. I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say. "Dad, I thought..." "Why? Fool, I remember your birthday!" A gust of warm wind blew, and I felt like crying again. "What are you doing?" the students asked with concern. "It's okay, there's sand in my eyes." "The same goes for you. Why didn't you tell us your birthday?" "That's right, how boring it is to celebrate a birthday alone!" Students, do you know that I am like a flower bursting out now? Are you in a happy mood?

From that day on, I learned to get along with others and interact with others.

To be honest, my birthday has never been missed even though my parents have been busy since childhood. There are no red or green cakes. There was no moving music, just a gentle blessing. Today, I discovered that this is also beautiful! When my parents were young, because their family was poor, they sometimes couldn't open the pot and didn't care whether it was their birthday or not. It wasn't until today that their living conditions improved that they had this wonderful festival. I also remember that I remember my parents' birthdays closely. On their birthdays, I also gave them gifts and blessings. I will never forget the joy and relief on their faces. Thinking about it this way, I seem to have returned to the day of my 6th birthday, to our warm and happy family of three. . . . . .

Thank you for your birthday, he made us know how to love each other more deeply!