Growing up in an attempt

On the road to growth, trying is a compulsory course in life, but every attempt may not be very smooth and successful. But there will always be gains.

Once, I tried to be tolerant, and this attempt has benefited me a lot.

Try to be tolerant. I am a very good friend with her, often inseparable, often blessed with the same difficulty, although sometimes because of a little thing, but will immediately reconcile.

However, this time it was also a small matter but it was a cold war for a long time.

After class, I agreed with her, she accompanied me back to the bedroom, I accompanied her to the store. After dinner, we went down the stairs together and went to the "crossroads" when the war broke out.

“Go to the store first,” she said firmly.

"Go back to the bedroom first, then go to the small shop! This way." I resisted.

In this way, we are quarreling!

Because of disagreement, we are in front of the store, "You walked your Yangguan Road, I passed my wooden bridge". Why is this so? Because self-interest is greater than selflessness, our friendship has been destroyed.

I hurried into the bedroom, took something, and went back to the classroom. On the way, I seem to hear it, and the devil disaster ridicules, because the world has lost a friendship. I sat down in the position and began to "make anger as the driving force" and rationally sublimate to do homework. Later, I realized that she knew from the people that I was angry with her.

The next day, she came to tell me who is the most capable and persistent. I don't understand what he said is serious or serious, but I think we seem to be really noisy.

Time passes by, and I think: Hey, what kind of anger are I born alone? What is the benefit of such anger? This kind of anger is too tired, it will make me see something is not pleasing to the eye... Thinking about it, seeing her and others happy, the whole world seems to be only me alone, not happy.

So, I decided - try to be tolerant, let go of my self-respect that is not easy to bow, and reconcile with her in the best way - I wrote a letter to her:

"Although we quarreled, but still a classmate, it should still be possible to ask questions!"

I sneaked on the side, she smiled, and the smile seemed to be laughing at me, laughing why I was so funny, laughing was happy for our friendship. At this time, I heard that the devil in the dark is angry, and we are reconciled. I also laughed. I am reconciled with her.

I started to talk and laugh.

This attempt made me grow up on the road of life, and I got a good practice in getting along with others, so that I know the beauty and happiness of being tolerant.

I have changed a lot. I am not going to be angry for a small thing for a long time, but I am happy every day and spend every day in school without any worries. Tolerance is an unparalleled pleasure and enjoyment, and it also reflects its magnanimity and beauty!