Month, there is always a time of seclusion; The rain will always stop inadvertently; Love will eventually become indifferent with time. Although time is passing, there are always some unforgettable pictures in my memory. It is embedded in your heart forever.

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Huh? What is that? I gently counted the raindrops on my face, and it rained again. Looking at the report card in my hand, my heart is sour. Why? Why did my repeated efforts get your silence? I don't understand.

When I got home, I sat on the bed feebly. My father saw that I was lost and said, "What, you didn't do well in the exam again?" Silence. But the only way is to answer in a low voice: "hmm". At this time, the word "give up" appeared in my heart, and the word has reached my mouth. I couldn't help saying it. At this time, my father said, "What? Give up? Are you kidding? Are you going to let three years of hard work ruin it? Do you have the heart to let your mother and I's expectations slip away in an instant?

Why don't you think about it yourself? Dad left with a disappointed expression.

Silence.

Long expectation, long search, left a string of long footprints ... long hope, long disappointment, long footprints did not stop, one after another, continue to extend forward. ...

It's another sunny day. I am still immersed in my father's harsh words, sitting at the window and looking at the drifting white clouds, like a lost child, unable to find the way home. At this moment, my father came into the room, took a book, put it on the table and left. I am curious. I already have so many books. How can I buy it for myself? Endless curiosity made me pick up this book. Just as I picked it up, I saw that one of the pages was folded. I know that's my father. Maybe there is something new here, so I read it. This book was probably the only one in China that year. I seem to understand something after reading it.

If the road is difficult, there will be success. On the road to success, you should walk on your own, be confident, fall, get up, and get up without fear of falling again.

Every day has a new starting point. When the sun draws a faint arc in the east of the sky, you embark on a new journey.

Life is not smooth sailing, sometimes it's just bumpy, and some are just winding cliffs. Knowing this, I also understood my father's intention and couldn't help but burst into tears. I know that I will be confident in the future, and only self-confidence will lead to success.

Give a promise to the future, leave a blank in my heart and tell him that I will be confident.

Dad, you tried your best. My daughter knows that she will be confident when she walks in the future.

Today, I will be full of confidence, that is, "one day, I will ride the wind and waves." I believe my daughter will "set sail and build a bridge on the deep seabed" tomorrow.