Stomachache

This article was written on 5th May,2021. To be honest, the inspiration and feeling is a good teacher of English.

This afternoon, a serious stomachache broke my dream and drew me out of my bed into the toilet.

The pain hit me uncontrollably,chilling my body from in to out.

I felt my life was so delicate and short. And I regreted I had lived so unhappily before because the giant ache washed many of the unimportant things out, leaving myself in the world.

There are beautiful things around me. ——Why don’t I enjoy them? Why do I sigh at unfortune?

There are hopes in my way. ——Why don’t I go forward calmly? Why do I stop to wait?

Time is pushing the death.The death is running after me. And I should be fighting for the dream. And I should be appreciating all my life,happy or sad ,tough or smooth,up or down,excellent or ordinary,beautiful or ugly,noisy or calm ,hopeful or hopeless,healthy or unhealthy,rich or poor,fortunate or unfortunate.