Growing footprints

When I was a child, I was influenced by my father. I was tempted by the killing of chess. But my father’s chess is very high, but I never let me, so after I failed again and again, I was crying with red eyes. The mother complained, and the mother said, "Let her be!

The child is still young. "The father said: "Children, anything can only be meaningful if you struggle. Before you succeed, you must accept failure first." "Although I couldn't understand his words, I knew it was important. Hey!

Grow up and teach me to accept failure!

After school, although I was sensible, my mother always looked at me and said, "When are you, when can you grow up?" Until such a thing happened, the mother smiled at me because I was in 9 In the year of the year, almost the same children were popular to learn to ride a bicycle. I also had to learn. My mother resolutely opposed it and said that I was still young and afraid of hurting me. Under my stubbornness, my mother promised. Finally, in my "Lullaby" where I learned to ride a bicycle, a silver-haired grandmother was knocked down by me. When I sent my grandmother back home, I realized she was lonely. The old man, I said, "I will come to see you often in the future." I did, and until now, my mother looked at me with relief. ———喔, grow, teach me how to understand responsibility.

In fact, growth is like this, full of colorful sunshine, with successful happiness, plain and steady, passionate struggle and boundless romance.

Growth is not as colorful as the writers describe, the road to growth is not flat, and growth is the intersection of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy. We are looking for a new "sweet" in the alternation of the intersection of the four, and perhaps Injecting new "bitterness", but we firmly believe that "there is no eternal night in the world, there is no eternal winter in the world!"

I was lucky enough to go to Qingdao last summer. On the soft beach, I rolled up my pants and walked barefoot for a long time. Looking back, I found the footprints behind me, horizontal, vertical, oblique, positive, deep. Shallow depth...

On the road of life, each of us has left our own footprints. Whether it's clear, fuzzy, or crooked, it's a record of our growth. And the footprints left by everyone are different. Some are very deep, some are very shallow, some are twisted and twisted, and some are neat. In these twelve years, I have had hardships, sorrows, tears, and laughter.

hardships

My English is ranked first in the class, but I don't study in the bilingual class. Compared with the students in the bilingual class, my English is much worse. On weekends, I sacrificed my time to learn English. However, I can't test more than 70 points for each training exam. This makes me go very hard.

sorrow and grief

My Olympiad has always been bad, and my grades have been unsatisfactory. In the training class, the scores of my exams were almost worse than once. Although I usually have a number of classes on weekends, but my mind is not flexible, every test time is not enough, often many questions are empty. This makes me very sour.

Tears

At home, I often make mistakes and often make my mom and dad angry. Mom and Dad often scold me for this. Every time I was scolded, my tears of disappointment flowed down. Tears, on my way to growing up, often accompany me.