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One thing that taught me the most. The composition is 450 words.
One thing that taught me the most.

On Sunday morning, the weather was clear and there were no clouds in Wan Li. At this time, my mother came up to me and said, "Here is an embroidered kitchen knife, please grind it." I readily agreed.

As the saying goes, "it is easier to see things than to do them." I think it's true. Just sharpening the knife for a while, my hands are tired and I am so angry that I can't laugh or cry. I want to give up honing and muddle along. At most, I was scolded by my mother. But looking at the rusty blade, it seems to laugh at me proudly: "What a retard! I gave up halfway. "

At this time, the story of the teacher grinding into a needle clearly appeared in my mind. It is said that Li Bai often played truant when he was a child. Once, on the way to play truant, Li Bai saw an old lady grinding an iron pestle by the river. Curiosity made him move forward involuntarily. Li Bai asked the old lady, "Why do you go looking for trouble and grind the iron pestle?"? Isn't this a waste of effort? " The old lady said too seriously, "son, I'm not looking for trouble." I am grinding the embroidery needle with this pestle. " Li Bai couldn't help laughing and said to the old lady, "Impossible. The pestle is so thick and the embroidery needle is so small. When will it be ground? " The old lady solemnly said, "Patience and perseverance can achieve great things. As the saying goes, Rome was not built in a day. " Li Bai felt ashamed because he had no patience for anything before. Later, he worked hard every day, went to Qiu Lai in the spring, and finally became a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty.

I think the old lady has a persistent spirit. Why can't I? So, I calmed down and began to sharpen my knife again. I put the kitchen knife on the grindstone and ground it with all my strength. The grindstone rustled like a silkworm eating mulberry leaves. I tried my best to grind it again, and the rustling became louder, like a spring rain moistening the earth. After a while, the blade became extremely sharp and sparkled in the sun. Looking at the sharp blade, I looked.

Through this incident, I understand that nothing is difficult in the world, and nothing is impossible to a willing mind.