I don't know how to write this composition (if I sit in the examination room)!

The weather in April is beautiful. With the continuous deterioration of the environment, the season of "spring" is even more precious. In this April, when the grass is blooming and the warblers are flying, every sunny day, people scatter to the boundless grassland and dense forest like birds that have broken their cages.

Xiaoxiao is no exception. /kloc-Xiaoxiao, 0/9 years old, is spending her first spring in college. She is not as idle as others say. She works harder than she thought.

Since the third year of high school, many people say that she has changed, and she has become more diligent than before. Xiaoxiao always explains with a smile: "I'm in the third year of high school. How can I do without hard work?" Xiaoxiao has never been a serious student, but she is always smart. God always likes her very much, which makes her easily get three "A's" in the Gao Xiao exam, and get rewards and praise effortlessly at home, feeling the envy or jealousy of her classmates.

However, even children whom God loves sometimes doze off. Xiaoxiao had a big stretch in the sunny library, glanced at her watch and got up and rushed to the railway station-she had to go home today, and she had to hug her mother who was alone at home and her boyfriend who had been waiting for her to come back. "Because today is special." She said to herself.

That spring two years ago was dark for Xiaoxiao. Immersed in the success of the exam, she just touched her neck unintentionally, and the nightmare followed.

The story begins with a swollen lymph node. Xiaoxiao touched her neck between dreams and waking, and a swollen lump woke her up completely. She thought that the mother in the next room was sleeping soundly, and the "bad boy" who was in love did not hesitate to wake up her boyfriend in the distance by touching her mobile phone. On his suggestion, she decided to go to the hospital.

At first glance, I kept going to the hospital for two months. The problem of lymph nodes has been solved, but God's nap is not over yet. Xiaoxiao greeted her with a blocked throat, a stomachache disaster, a large area of allergic reaction on her cheeks, sudden cold and hot body, severe abdominal cramps in the early morning, and even bleeding spots on her body for no reason. So she ran all over the hospital and didn't find out the reason, and accompanied her to the hospital.

Until that day, Mix, who had arrived in the waiting room, had a steady memory and paused. Even today, two years later, that memory will still give her goose bumps. Today the year before last, Mix took the report.

The pain of each joint made Xiaoxiao walk into the consulting room of Rheumatology Department. The serious and cold face behind the doctor's glasses made Xiaoxiao's fingers tremble slightly. "Test it first, and get the test report after one week." She looked at her injured arm, smiled helplessly, and then walked to the blood test table.

Waiting for a week is always particularly difficult. Xiaoxiao is not afraid of death, but he is more afraid of life than death. Unfortunately, the symptoms of rheumatology are the latter. During this week, she was so haggard that crying with her mother every day was as common as eating and sleeping. Naturally, she couldn't torture her mother, so her unlucky boyfriend became the object of her catharsis, forcing her boyfriend to swear every day that "I won't leave her even if I get sick." Smile, even only 6544. I also know that these vows are useless, but she caught the only man in her life like a straw. Under the continuous illness, her fragile shell, which can't shelter from the wind and rain, was shattered in one fell swoop. She has been worried that she is terminally ill, and she will not wake up after a sleep. She will be accompanied by instruments and medicines all her life. ...

In such a fear that there is no tomorrow, Xiaoxiao ushered in the judgment day. She is both afraid and looking forward to this day. She stood in front of the printer and felt like a murderer waiting for a verdict. The printer made a harsh noise, which made her sick. The last sentence is settled. She grabbed the blank paper from the mouth of the machine, and her eyes quickly swept one by one, and finally stopped at the item of "antinuclear antibody". The word "positive" opened her eyes-Xiaoxiao did her homework and wrote clearly on the Internet: "Most antinuclear antibodies appear in the serum of patients with lupus erythematosus, and the detection rate of SIE can reach 100%." She was shocked to tears. "Lupus Erythematosus" was only heard in biology class, and the teacher casually mentioned it in the brief introduction of terminal illness.

Xiaoxiao held her mother's hand tightly and said, "Go to see a doctor." The doctor swished through a pile of lists, deadpan, as if looking up a dictionary. Later, the doctor looked up, and the reflection of his glasses made Xiaoxiao unable to see the expression in his eyes. "In this case, I can't say that you are sick. Rheumatology diseases are more complicated. Maybe you're in the incubation period.

Hearing this verdict, Mix didn't know whether to cry or laugh. To be sure, she is in the waiting room now, and there is no trace of gloom in her heart. She has lived safely for two years. In the past two years, she has learned to live seriously and guard against arrogance and rashness. That tragic time made her stronger, and her fragile heart became strong and full. Mix learned to endure pain and learn to be indifferent to it.

"If tomorrow never comes, then spend today happily." Xiaoxiao's QQ signature, which lasted for two years, is this sentence. Moreover, now, my mother is in good health and my boyfriend has miraculously fulfilled his promise. What reason does she have to be unhappy? As for getting sick ten or twenty years later, "who cares?" Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes.

It's only ten minutes' walk home. On this April day, warm sunshine and gentle spring breeze are telling a little growth. She hugged her boyfriend and jokingly said, "My life has been two years!" " Facing the sunset, all the way forward is her home. She knew that her mother had cooked a table of good food, and her hair was messed up by the wind. Before knocking at the door, her mother had opened the door. "I know your footsteps." Warm words answered Xiaoxiao's surprised eyes and turned into crystal tears on her shoulders.

If Xiaoxiao's tomorrow never comes ... Occasionally Xiaoxiao will be so sad, but she will shake her head and throw such an idea away. Leave tomorrow for tomorrow, at least now I am happy.