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Happiness in Struggle 800-word Composition
Happiness in struggle

It is another announcement of exam results, but it is a heavy blow. I looked out of the window, and the clouds were crying, crying out a sad rain and fog. The sun can't stand it, hiding in the gray clouds. It's raining in Mao Mao intermittently outside the window, but my heart seems to be covered with a thick layer of snow, which is biting cold and can't be melted. It's not dark yet, and the lights are still on. I lay on my desk and spread out my paper, and tears filled my eyes again. I don't know when my mother came up behind me and patted me on the shoulder. My heart suddenly hung up, ready to accept my mother's "thunder rage" after reading my paper. My mother didn't look at the paper, just hugged me and said, "I know you work hard, but your grades haven't been reflected in the exam for the time being, but you must remember: no pains, no gains." As long as you work hard, you will succeed. " Listening to my mother's comfort, my mood began to calm down. I looked up and found the bright moon hanging high outside the window. Maybe it just rained, and everything in the moonlight was particularly bright, and my mood suddenly became clear. Yes, life is full of examination rooms. As long as I have the courage and belief to grind the iron pestle into a needle, I will certainly be able to cross the ditch and reach the other side of victory. It's the monthly exam again. When I finished the last exam with the bell, my heart suddenly relaxed a lot. I recalled the scene at that time: when class was over, the classroom was like a pot of boiling water, students were laughing at each other, or standing in the corridor in groups of three, while I plunged into the ocean of problems and struggled with English words and mathematical formulas. When I got home, I continued to write and count. In this field of youth, I worked hard to sow, accumulated the strength of three seasons with hard sweat, and warmed a spring dream. I am a tree, the wind is my root, my yearning for green; Rain doesn't wet my heart, which is my yearning for life. I dream that one day I will no longer be disappointed or depressed; I dream that I can fight the blue sky like an eagle. For this dream, I will never give up. The exam is a thing of the past, no matter what the result is, I have learned to face it with a smile, because I said to myself, "I struggle, I am happy!" " "