There is a poem that says: If life deceives you, don't be sad. ...
There is an epigram that says: the sword front comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold.
There is an old song that goes like this: What is this pain in the wind and rain? Don't be afraid to wipe your tears. After all, we still have dreams. ...
The ups and downs of life accompany you from birth to death. Only by crossing this hurdle can you move forward to new goals. This reminds me of an incident that happened in the fifth grade, which is still fresh in my memory. ...
It was a summer morning and I came to school in high spirits. It was a fine day, sunny and fragrant with birds and flowers, which made people feel very happy, but after all, it didn't last long. At noon, the teacher said, "There is a Chinese exam at noon today. Let's review it. " "My God!" I blurted it out. Then the classroom was in chaos, and everyone talked about it. I thought again: I used to be good at Chinese in Beijing, so don't be afraid. It shouldn't be difficult. So the exam we are looking forward to is coming. ...
"Easy!" I silently cheer for myself, don't be afraid, nothing! However, this is often not so smooth. After the exam, you can only use one word to describe it-smash! I can't help it I have to face the reality. Anyway, the results won't come out until the day after tomorrow. But time passed so fast that the papers were finished in a blink of an eye. My heart is pounding and my hands are shaking slightly ... I dare not face the teacher. Sure enough, the exam results were as I expected, even worse than I expected. I only got 79. Five points! That eye-catching score, like a brand, is deeply imprinted in my heart.
On the way home, the sky was gloomy and as bad as my mood. I didn't tell my mother about this "big event" when I got home.
But after all, paper can't hold fire, and my mother accidentally found that exam paper that looked disgusting. She blamed me for not telling her my exam results and my situation at school. I was unable to fight back by what she said, so I had to bow my head and reflect on my mistakes. She still wouldn't let me go easily, and I cried! I cried sadly, my mother didn't understand me, and my father didn't help me. I shut myself in my room to vent my emotions. I thought about giving up Chinese and specializing in math and English, so that I would have two particularly strong subjects and one particularly weak subject.
However, until one day, I gave up such a naive idea. I saw an advertisement that day, which read: If a wooden bucket has some long boards, only one board is short and the other boards are long, then how many people can be held in the wooden bucket is also determined by the length of the short board. My math and English are like long sticks, but my Chinese is short. Even if I am good at other subjects, I am just a basket case, not an all-round development person!
I wiped my tears and cheered up. I can't be defeated by him. If I can't overcome such a small difficulty and I can't cross such a small hurdle, what difficulties can I overcome? What hurdle did you cross?
"In the wind and rain, what is this pain? Dry your tears, don't be afraid, after all, we still have dreams ... "I remembered this song, which silently played for me and cheered for me! Let me overcome myself and climb to new heights!