Looking at the large and small cucumbers hanging on the melon shed, I smiled heartily, because the cucumbers I have devoted my efforts to carefully cultivate can finally be harvested, and my efforts have paid off.
One day in early spring, I was walking along a country road and accidentally found three cucumber seedlings on the side of the road. They are covered in mud, their leaves are deaf, and they look depressed. Maybe pity. I have an impulse in my heart, determined to let these three little lives survive and bear fruit. So, I carefully picked up the "three sisters" with my index finger and went home with a small melon seedling in my hand, as if holding a distant and beautiful hope.
But I don't know where to plant the melon seedlings: the only small vegetable garden at home has been planted with various vegetables by my mother, and there is not a crack there. By the way, there is a small piece of wasteland under the big camphor tree in front of the village. It seems to be the only place where the Guayang sisters live. So, I plowed the ground, added soil and fertilizer, and worked hard for half an afternoon before I settled this cucumber. When my sister saw this, she smiled and said, "My mother's cucumbers are as tall as yours. Now you plant such delicate seedlings and expect to harvest cucumbers. Stop wasting time! " I thought, I don't believe it. I must pick my own cucumber and show it to you myself.
Indeed, my cucumber seedling is a little delicate, and it doesn't get much sunshine and rain when it grows in the shade, but I am determined to make it blossom and bear fruit. Under the guidance of my mother, I watered and fertilized them in the morning and evening, and took care of these three little lives carefully. In this way, my cucumber seedlings grow sturdily day by day. I also set up a scaffold for them to pull vines and let them rise step by step.
I remember one night when it was stormy, I was lying in bed with cucumber seedlings in my head, and I couldn't sleep well. Can they withstand such a big storm? The next day, I got up early and ran to my small melon garden. Fortunately, they withstood the baptism of the storm. At this point, I felt an indescribable joy in my heart. Looking at the gratifying melon vine, I seem to see the cucumber smiling at me. Sure enough, after a while, the cucumber bloomed on my melon shed. They fluttered in the wind, just like the beautiful skirts of little girls. In a few days, cucumbers of all sizes will be hung on the melon shed. My sister said to me, "I really admire you." (junior high school composition)
A little success made me really realize that many good things happen. Similarly, on the road of life, we may have more difficulties and hardships, but as long as we persist in our efforts and struggle, we will certainly have a bright future.
On Friday, our school held the third spring sports meeting. Our class participated in all events, including men's and women's 50m dash,100m dash, men's and women's sandbag throwing competition, men's and women's one-minute skipping competition, men's and women's standing long jump and men's and women's 50m×16 mixed relay race. I am also one of the athletes, and I participated in the "men's one-minute skipping" competition.
That morning, the sun was shining and the spring breeze was blowing. In our expectation, we have a wonderful opening ceremony and the men's 50m preliminaries. In the hot afternoon, my game will be held. I warmed up with several other students who participated in this project, moved my wrists and ankles and prepared for the competition.
The game started, and we walked into the venue with confidence and lined up. At the moment when the referee just blew the whistle, I quickly threw up the skipping rope and jumped up and down at a rhythmic and uniform speed, and the scenery in front of me jumped up and down with me. At the moment, I can't hear the loud loudspeakers in my ears, nor can I hear the shouts of my classmates cheering for me. I can only hear the whirring of skipping rope in my ear and my heavy and cramped breathing. There is only one belief in my mind: one more jump, one more jump, and I must win the top three! A minute passed quickly, and I was out of breath at this moment. The referee told me my score-167!
/kloc-below 0/67, I don't know if this score can enter the top three, but the teachers are still counting. I was waiting on pins and needles, and my mind came up with the efforts I had made since the beginning of school. After finishing my homework every night, I will jump rope in the street downstairs 10 minutes. Ten minutes is not a long time, but "everything depends on persistence". No matter whether the cold wind howls or the cold wind blows, I will always be at the activity venue of the club. From 90 minutes in the first minute to 153 in the last minute, I saw my progress. Today, I broke my own record and created a new achievement-167! I think, even if I don't win the first prize, I really work hard, and I won't be sad or discouraged.
At this time, the results of the competition suddenly sounded on the radio: "Winner list of men's one-minute skipping: first place-2 1 15, second place ..." I jumped up from the stool excitedly, and 2115 was me, and I won the first place! My classmates and my mother congratulated me together. I am really happy, which makes me believe that sentence even more: as long as you pay, you will get something back!
(Mom) My son got the first place in the exam, which reminds me of my son's skipping rope. At first, in order not to let his son gain weight, he chose skipping rope without venue control and partners. At first, my son was panting after only jumping about 40 times and had the idea of giving up. I had to keep cheering for him. "Hold on for one more minute and jump a few more times." As a result, my son made progress bit by bit, from not insisting on jumping for one minute to the highest record of 153, and went downstairs to jump rope every day. Pay will be rewarded. My son's perseverance made him get good grades today. Congratulations!