Although I have grown up, I act like a child sometimes. I don't like growing up to be an adult. Things become more difficult in the world of adults.
One day, I went to buy a Christmas card. After I went into the store, the storekeeper showed me where to find the cards. I met a young mother and her baby there.
There were a lot of toys on the shelf. The young mother stood close by the shelf so that the little girl was able to pick a toy. However, it seemed too difficult for the little girl to pick a toy. Then the young mother stopped. She picked a toy for her child and made her happy.
The big smile on the face of the little girl made me think of my childhood. When I was a small child, my parents came along whenever I needed them. They solved every problem for me. I seemed to be immersed in happy memories. Suddenly, the young mother's words brought me back to the reality (现实) .
"Dear, one day, when you become an adult, I hope you can manage your own life," she said to the little girl.
The words woke me up. I was no longer a small child. I should learn to be independent and face problems bravely by myself. And my parents will certainly be proud of me.
