Mature and happy

Currently, most players will be happy after they win the game, but they will not be very happy during the playing of the game. because I won't be happy to eat his game, and my goal is to win. but in general, such as the soldiers, their happiness is on every step of the game. Although the military commander died, he blew up your commander and thought that you were the biggest one, he will be very happy, or he will be very happy if he accidentally eats your engineers. if they win, they will be even more happy, because they seldom win, although he does not know how to win. I think that every step of chess is inevitable, that is, when the platoon leader eats engineers, I will not be happy at all, because I am thinking about how to proceed to the next game, how can we eliminate the enemy? After the military commander is eaten, the commander is blown up, and it will feel very bad, because I may only use a company commander to see what he is.
The happiness of a soldier is the joy of the process, and my happiness is the joy of the result.

In junior high school, life is very simple, that is, learning. reading computer books is my pleasure. at that time, I didn't know why my sister was just getting started. She was willing to share part of her salary with me for pocket money. Maybe she wanted me to share her happy salary. anyway, I am really happy because I have money to buy computer magazines. despite the suspicion of misuse, I bought a lot of it, and it seems that I haven't read it all in one word. A lot of it is quite expensive. however, my sister has never asked me much about this. Although my mom and dad have told me about it, I have never said anything about it. I continue to buy books, and I continue to be happy. the original pocket money can be said to be quite a lot in the same age. my sister gave me some of her salary as a pocket money when I first joined the job. Now I am very grateful. at that time, I am afraid the greatest happiness was to use my sister's money to buy things. however, my sister only gave me one year's pocket money.
In the next year, my sister told me that I had already transferred the money, but I did not receive the money. I found it wrong when I checked my account. Then I asked my sister to go to the bank and check what to do, I dare to get the money back, but my sister said that she was busy recently and had no time, and she would not change her account name even though she said so, but I still worry about whether the money is transferred to another person's account every day, and I also go to the bank from time to see if the bank has transferred the money back, and my sister forwarded it again. I ran the Bank several times a week, but every time the bank staff told me what I was disappointed with, I went home again with my fold. after waiting for four months, there was no news. I asked the money when I was on the phone with my sister. My sister said she had already returned. I am very happy that my sister's work was not taken away by others. I asked my sister carefully if I could send me the money again? My sister said she planned to save money for me and use it in college. I have nothing to say. I know that I can no longer get the pocket money my sister gave me, so I can't talk to my sister until I get down to the phone. so I live my own life without much money. happiness disappears, and I can no longer find a way to make me happy.
Although Money makes people happy, it is a fact for me. in a dull learning life, money is a happy embellishment. without money, I had nothing to learn. in retrospect, the year that my sister gave me pocket money has always been my greatest joy. I haven't found that feeling until now.
I don't know if my sister's pocket money has something to do with my mom and dad's worries, because they think that I am spending so much money, or there will be other bad habits. do not give or give less. if this affects my sister's plans for giving me pocket money, I have nothing to say. because I cannot say they are wrong. although I don't pay for it, sometimes it may be a little expensive, but I pay attention to it. in addition, I don't just want to buy expensive things. The reason is that I think they are cute and make me happy, so I don't care about his price, I won't buy it easily. this is also related to my parents' influence. but they didn't notice it.
When my sister came back to school, she always brought me good things. Every time she came back, it was my happiest time, although mom and dad often teach their daughter to buy these useless (or expensive) things for your brother, every time my sister comes back, I always bring them to me and ignore my mom and dad's words. so every year, I expect my sister to come back early. I always look forward to and wait for my sister to come back. that is no less than waiting for the exam results. so every time my sister came back, in order to express gratitude, she was always surrounded by her sister, that is, she had to be closer to her sister. I am really happy. My happy sister is so nice to me that my happy sister is by my side.
But slowly, slowly, I feel that it is lighter.
My sister slowly did not bring me any good things, because she was very busy and was not eager to buy me. my disappointment once again, and I don't look forward to it any more. even if my sister has brought me some good things, after my sister gave me some help, I just said thank you. that extraordinary happiness is no longer possessed.
Slowly and slowly, I was taught by my mom and dad that my sister had a family and had to spend money. Don't ask my sister for it any more. I understood the truth. I don't want my sister to buy me any more. my sister came back for a wedding last Spring Festival and brought me some nice clothes. I was very happy, but I was very guilty because "My sister needed money ", my sister gave me something, so I felt guilty when I said thank you.
Now I am about to go to school, even though my mom and dad say that you have nothing to do with your sister, let her buy it for you. however, I only treat this as a joke and ignore it. my sister still wants to live her own life, and I will also have my life. I 'd better not disturb my sister. if you don't want to disturb me, try to stay away. I wish my sister a good time.

 

PS: I was crying when I wrote this BLOG. crying for the title of this page really leaves my happiness. also crying for me and my sister. because our relationship is far from the past. although there are still contacts, there is no longer a feeling of excitement and happiness. even when I call my sister, I feel guilty, disturbing my work or life. I realized that I was really rational, but I had been away from my sister. the distance between our hearts has not changed, but it seems that there is a thin image between our hearts, gradually fading our feelings. crying for loss. but I accept this loss. Who makes us a regular animal.