Growing troubles

Growing troubles

"Little boy, very little trouble..." This first-born children's song sings the joy of children's childhood, innocence, freedom, but this has nothing to do with my life, my path of growth is very troublesome.

When I was young, when my parents were young, my father and mother went out to work and earned money. They sent me to my grandmother’s house. However, my grandmother didn’t take long to look after me because my grandmother usually ploughed the fields and it was very late at night. Have food to eat. During the day, I was like an unattended stray child, walking through the alley near my home, very dirty. When I was thirsty, I got into the window shelf and sipped, because the adults at home were out of work, hungry, and could only endure. At that time, I was so helpless. Compared with my peers, it was very different. When other children were eating, you may not know that I was hungry on the side of the road; when others were at school. I am in the alley; when others laugh, I may be crying. I am so eager to be with my family, to eat, to study, and to be embarrassed.

When I was 12 years old, I just stepped into the sixth grade. I didn’t understand many things. In school, I faced a lot of good students who were tortured. I felt a little weak. I started this inferiority and had a lot of homework every day. After graduating from the sixth grade, I was very upset and I graduated soon. There are also many homework assignments and many courses. "Whoever is admitted to the sixth," the words also hurt my heart, because that is not me, many people do not believe me, even the teacher does not believe me, I am very sad, but I have not been troubled by these Knock down, but work harder to show it to others. In the end, I succeeded. Many people looked at me with great enthusiasm. I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled from the heart.

In the middle of the country, because the country is different from the small country, there are a lot of homework in the country. One night of homework has done one or two days of homework, which makes me more troubled. Coupled with the decline in academic performance, I am even more troubled. The grades are not good, the homework is not doing well, and all kinds of difficulties are waiting for me to break. At this time, I reminded of Edison. When he experienced countless failures, it was so vain: "I have not succeeded yet. These experiences are the ladder to the summit." Well, yes, the road to life is long and tortuous, we can't foresee the front. Is it a smooth road or a dangerous peak. Such frustrations in my life journey are indispensable. From then on, I will not give up anymore. I have studied hard, improved my grades, and my homework has been improved. I am not bothered because I know that these setbacks will become my training. Experience.

I stopped the pen and looked at the thick one-handed homework and couldn't help but smile.

I stopped the pen and looked at the thick one-handed homework and couldn't help but sigh.

First day: silently