In the storm, my monologue

In the storm, my monologue zip code: 455000 Anyang City, Anyang City, Henan Province, Anyang, a high school, four classes, Zhang Jie

Standing in the shadow of the tree, the heart bursts in the spring and the soft wind. The sun is flowing freely in front of you, and the years are ruthlessly passed by. Looking back, the troubles and sorrows that settled in my heart slowly intertwine into a heart-rending net, which has kept everything in my life and has dimmed my world. The reincarnation of the four seasons, the troubles and sorrows that can't be filtered out in my heart, the hardships and pains that are not going to go down.
Two years ago, I was buried in the sea tactics, and I was crazy about the dream Olympian. I am grateful for the hope that I am a teacher, and I am full of confidence that I am a leader in my classmates. I often dream of sitting in the classroom of the Olympian, writing a book, creating an amazing peak for the math I am passionate about. However, the results of the entry into the Olympic team have taken me on the beach. I fell. I am like a wandering soul, crying aimlessly. The huge shadow of failure will cover me. In fear, I am paralyzing myself, loneliness has become my friend, we are accompanying, in crowds, in the midst of lively exchanges, in the long night of loneliness, in the twilight of the twilight... In the silence, no one found my inner pain. I seem to be wrapped in despair, running away from my dreams, and drifting away. I am lost in this rhythm without rhythm, and my time is like a fine sand slipping.
After this period of indulgence, coziness, and addiction, I felt that nothing was lost, and that there was an unspeakable sorrow in the pity. No, Shen Yu is undoubtedly a great sorrow. What is this little storm? I told myself that Tang Jun was a lonely loser, but through his unremitting efforts, he has become a CEO who continues to create miracles? K said: unfortunately the ladder of genius, the water of baptism of believers, the bottomless abyss of the weak. Yes, one star has fallen, it is faintly faintly fascinated by the entire splendid starry sky; a flower withered, it is also ridiculous of the whole spring; a kind of life, the ups and downs of the Chinese side is shocking and sturdy. Not being tested this time does not mean that I will always fail. Life does not believe in tears. Only by constantly fighting can we create miracles. There are not many times when people can make a difference in their lives. That is, now, don't waste a good time in remorse the past. Despite moving forward, along the road, flowers will eventually bloom for themselves. In this way, I have kept my dream in my heart. I believe that even if the sky does not leave the shadow of my victory, at least I have flown.
The wind and rain of failure in my life has made my heart hurt and made me miserable. The monologue in my heart has made me reborn and made me awake. The first line of skewed footprints has been smoothed by the dust of the years. I am correcting my mentality. I embarked on a journey of chasing dreams. I believe that the origin of my dream will gradually move closer to me. My monologue in the storm made me grow and help me succeed.

Instructor: Shen Suhong