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That day, I got a quick key.


Happiness is like the wind of spring, gently blowing away the troubles on the face; happiness is like the spring of the mountains, nourishing the troubles in the heart; happiness is like the sunshine of the winter, melting the desperate despair of the soul. The results of the Chinese exam came out. Looking at the bright red numbers, it completely broke my heart, making my heart seem to have changed into a lead, and it was very heavy and heavy. When I was in physical education, I didn't go to play with my friends. I just sat under a big tree and looked at the test paper silently. The sun shines through the leaves and gently shines on my heart. My mood can't be calm for a long time. I watched my friends play and play happily under the sunshine, thinking: they must have achieved good results. At this time, my good friends have gone by and said to me: "Although you are not successful this time, but there is still the next time." I listened to the warm and hopeful words of my friends, my mood. Also more relaxed. I picked up the basketball in my friend's hand, stopped at the three-point line and shot at the basket, just like throwing out all the troubles in my heart. I haven't waited until I reacted, and my friends called up next to me: "Wow, pretty! You got a three-pointer!" "Really?" I asked eagerly. The mood is much better, because there is very little chance of a three-pointer. In fact, the failure of failure is not terrible. The terrible thing is discouragement. This achievement is not important. As long as I work hard, I will definitely be able to get better results. That day, I picked up the key to happiness and opened the door to happiness.

The first day: Hyun Yang Zhao Huaxin

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