Perseverance molds people. In primary school, I had a good friend named Wang Yi, who was transferred from village school to central school in the sixth grade. She was sitting next to me, and soon we became good friends. Her grades are not very good, but she just likes writing. Therefore, it is very popular with Chinese teachers and often praises her. At first, I was jealous of her. In the days when I got along with her, I found that she was very diligent and went to the night show every day. I went to bed very late. Every morning, she always gets up earlier than the average person, for nothing but reading. Before, I thought she was acting. But after a month's monthly exam, I found that her grades rose rapidly. She likes to be treated as a document, and there is not a composition book in the class that she hasn't read. Therefore, her composition is better and she won the first prize in Yunyang County Composition Competition. All this makes me have to.
She stepped into a key middle school without pride or stopping in the new environment, and her composition won the first prize in Chongqing.
She was admitted to Shanghai Jiaotong University this year, and I asked her out. After a long separation, she was so thin-because she always insisted on "working overtime". In her thin body, I seem to see her reading at night. I asked her what made her successful. She said it was perseverance.
She succeeded, not by talent and opportunity, but by perseverance.
Success requires self-confidence.
Self-confidence is the cornerstone of success; Confidence is believing in yourself.
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I sat at my desk, brewing a successful composition. What is brewing? I spent a day meditating at my desk. Well, the minute hand turned 360 degrees, but what I wrote was still awkward, and the paper was empty. Alas! Success is really too far away from me! My unconfident sigh came again.
A wonderful inspiration prompted me to put down my pen and look in the yard.
The yard is still cold in winter. It has just rained, and the ground is still wet, and the red leaves on the ground are soaked. There are still a few leaves left on the laurel tree, just like being put away, lonely, weak and haggard. In this broken chaos, an almost tiny but powerful force shocked my heart. I searched everywhere and finally found it at the root of the wall. This is a dandelion. Unfortunately, it is weak. It will be broken by the wind and snow, uprooted by ruthless shovels and swallowed by hungry birds.
Bite ... too poor, too unfortunate!
However, when I re-examined it, I found some valuable points in it. I think of dandelions in the field outside the fence last spring, swaying fluffy balls, showing great vitality. Is this their seed? This seed drifted with the wind, crossed the high wall and fell into my yard. On such a little soil, it germinated, took root and grew. They grow up confidently without fear. Even though they know that they will be broken by the wind and snow, uprooted by shovels and swallowed by birds, they still grow confidently, because they know that only growth will bring success in flowering and fruiting. Yes, so eager to succeed.
I'm ashamed. Actually, we are all the same. If you just follow the rules blindly, if you are arrogant and indecisive, then you will be eliminated by this society and success will never be within reach. Only when we grow and sprout with confidence and courage will you get closer and closer to success. Even if you are hit hard, you can stand up strong, because you are the weed, you are.
At this moment, I have understood the secret of success, and that is to face it with confidence. And the inspiration for writing is like clear spring water, which gurgles from my pen. I confidently picked up a pen and wrote the ending for my successful composition:
I think, next spring, I will definitely see dandelion swaying fluffy balls, definitely.
Success requires diligence.
"Pa-pa-pa-pa" long rope lashed violently on the ground, as if struggling with the ground. Light and flexible figures flashed among the long ropes. Teacher Zhang in our class was fascinated, and we could see great excitement and tension from her face. This scene was in last year's long rope competition. Twelve longrope players in our class took part in the competition, including me. We won the first prize in our class.
However, behind the joy and happiness of success, do you know how diligent I am?
Hard long rope training is carried out in hot summer. The sun is like a huge fireball. The light is burning and the ground is very hot. Mosquitoes are not idle in this hot season. They stretched out slender needles and greedily sucked the blood of their classmates.
On the first day of training, wuyue and Tu Jun threw the rope up, and the students all jumped smoothly. When it was my turn, I wanted to jump over, but I stopped inexplicably, because the rope looked vague in front of me and I was at a loss. After a minute, I heard the urging of the students: "Ma Yaoyao, jump!" "Jump over, don't waste time!" Listening to these urging voices, I still have no courage, but I am even more afraid. I don't know who pushed me behind, but I fell on my back before I was ready and was whipped several times. My classmates looked at me in such a mess that I almost laughed out loud. I sat in a chair in pain and secretly complained: Why did Teacher Zhang choose me at that time? I don't dance very well, so I have to endure it every day.
When I was training the next day, I figured it out again: my classmates and I are here to train hard for our class, and I shouldn't be depressed here. We should cheer up, train hard and win glory for our class.
On the fifth day, since I figured it out, I have changed a lot. According to my observation, they jump on the long rope, not on both feet, and they are very quick and agile. I put it in front of them, and then I fell, got up and jumped up. I fell, got up and jumped up again ... although I have to mix with the rope several times every day; Although I have to endure God's moodiness every day; Although I am full of sweat after every training, I still believe that as long as I persist and don't give up halfway, I can succeed.
Finally, one day, my classmates praised me for making great progress, which was different from before. After listening to these praises, my face smiled like a blooming lotus, and my heart was as sweet as honey.
On the day of the competition, we all played normally and won many honors for our class.
"Pa-pa-pa-pa" When I heard this voice again, my thoughts had already inserted wings and flew to far, far places-I know, how much you paid, how much you gained; It is hard before success, and it is extremely sweet after success.