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There is a kind of beauty called strong


I don’t know how many times I fell on a small road, I don’t know how many times I want to fly, but I always broke my wings. I don’t know how many times I gave up my dream because of the temper, I don’t want to be my life. Life teaches me to be strong at the same time

But I have to learn to be strong and easy to talk about? I used tears to soak in strength.

Once upon a time, the hopes of the whole family were pinned on me. I was full of hopes and expectations, like a sailboat full of wind. I don't know if my successes and failures have already been divided. At that time, it seemed that only the success was long and no failure. Anyway, I understood this. I have worked hard and worked very hard, but I am not as strong as it seems.

At the beginning, my strings became more and more tight. Later, I was overwhelmed by the expectations in their mouths. In fact, I know that they hate iron and not become steel! I can't afford to lose because my success and failure are not my own. I dare not lose, after all, I really want to be strong.

In this way, I grew up in the pressure, it can be said that the parents are bored with expectations, let me use the tears to irrigate. I know that once, my grandfather said to me: "I must test Tsinghua in the future. Where are you going to go?" I have heard that the heart that wants to erupt is calm down. Yes! I should work hard for this sentence. Since I am valued, I will never be looked down upon. I must learn to be strong! For the hearts of so many people are not disappointed for me!

So, like the bird cloud seeing the sun, I suddenly became cheerful. After I understood the truth, I couldn’t say the ease, and I would also like to thank the words that made me almost hate. From then on, I began to pull out one of my roots to see this, although they would only leave me with pain and full of scars, but I still have to smile. Because, I learned to be strong!

"I want strong, not awkward wings..." The song is beautiful, the beauty is in my heart, and I must have reason to believe that I want to be stronger and give it a better interpretation. This will not disappoint the sparkling thunder and the pain of Ming bone!

The first day: Henan Hongli School, Qiyi Class, Liang Yifeng

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