I deeply felt the joy of success.

Success, which is cherished by countless people, always makes people think that it is difficult. Just think about it, even if it is hard to arrive, it will be very difficult to succeed. However, it is because of the hard feeling that success is more memorable.

The wheels of the years ruthlessly took away the memories of the past, but the matter is still in my mind, lingering.

It’s already a fourth grade. It’s that I can’t forget the girl’s eyes in the neighborhood. She is very good. She always has her figure on the stage of the art. When the award is given, she is always at the forefront. Therefore, I can’t help. I feel that she has some arrogance in the eyes of people. It was another recitation game. I was recommended by the whole class to recite, but when I learned that she also had a share, I was somewhat inferior. She can recite it, which is what I expected, but why, but when I heard the news, my mood suddenly fell to the deep valley? The window was covered with dark clouds, and the leaves were rustled by the wind. It seemed to laugh at me. I want to be successful, but because of her reasons, can I?

The recitation game finally arrived. I was staring at her while preparing for the stage. She recited how good she was, and the applause from the audience came. I want to quit. The next one is me. I am not entering the stage. I am not returning. I saw the expressions of the teachers and classmates waiting for me to come on stage. I want to cry. There are two villains in the brain who are quarreling. "Come up, just wait for you." "Forget it, don't be embarrassed, you can't compare with her." They are quarreling, getting more and more fierce, I quickly giggled, took a breath, and made three steps. Two steps went on stage. The teacher nodded to me and cast a look of trust. How can I let him down at this time? I raised my head and recited it with a clear and loud voice. After the speech, the audience applauded again. The result came out. I and she were both first. When I stood on the stage to receive the award, I clearly knew that I was successful.

Things happened four years ago just like yesterday. I feel the joy of success, how sweet, I think because of the hard process, I will have a different feeling. This is what people often say. Try the joy of the breeze Buddha over the cheeks, the joy of success.

Second day: Wu Ziying