Out of the trough

In the national hour, I study hard, I am happy every day, and I am full of hope for my future. But now my academic performance has plummeted, making me live in sorrow every day. I try to change this state, but I still can't do anything at all.

I was entangled in nightmares every day, and my mind always flashed: I fell into the dry well and tried to climb upwards, but because the well wall was too smooth, as long as I climbed up a small step, I was finally pushed down by the ruthless storm. After the rain, the bottom of the well was very humid. No matter how hard I tried, I would end up at the bottom of the well. The moist air flow made me feel that my body was falling apart, I could not support it, and I could not see the sun.

In the summer of the dream, the weather is really hot, as if the air of the match is burning. The leaves are white, and the asphalt roads are soft, like syrup. Only the forest under the cliffs can't shoot poisonous light. I stood on the high cliff, looked at the blue sky, recalled my own experience, and accidentally fell off the cliff. At this time, I walked with the wind, and I was very happy. I thought that all the play would end after I fell, but God would really joke with me: I fell to the cliff and I was saved by a hermit and survived. After a few days of thinking, I regained my confidence and found the way home. But there is only one way: climb the cliff. I am ready for everything, to meet the coming of the storm, I have encountered countless ups and downs on the way. My life has started again, I want to make my tomorrow a better place.

I have become the same as before, lively and cheerful, full of hope for my future, and I have come out of the negative and have come out of the trough. Lighted the bright, indestructible light.

The second day of the Pojia Middle School, Yuzhong County, Qinghai, Qinghai: Li Yue