A tearful experience (fairy tale)

As a member of the "water" family, I put on the title of tears. Grandma told me: "Tear water is a huge family. In this family, you can see the joy of the winner, you can also see the pain of the loser, you can see the child's innocence, you can see the kindness of the father." Mother dressed up for me and said softly: "You will become the tears of a climber, slowly experience the beauty of life!"

I have lived in the eyes of the climbers for many days, but he seems to have forgotten me. I have no chance to show up. When he was unhappy, he only vented in the diary. Grandma said that the lost person will shed tears. Why is he so different?

He has been hiding at home for exercise, and today he finally got on the road. Along the way, he secretly said to himself: "I want to live wonderfully!" I don't know what kind of life is a wonderful thing for a climber.

I started climbing. This is a rugged mountain. Along the way, I saw the stream, the rain, and the friends of our family, sweat. Under his efforts, many difficulties have been stepped on the foot and climbed halfway up the mountain. The terrain in front of me is more dangerous, but the scenery is more and more spectacular. I secretly rejoice in my choice.

As he approached the top of the mountain, he stepped on a piece of gravel and slid down ten meters. My heart was nervous. I saw him desperately clutching the climbing rope, and the whole person was hanging in the air like a leaf. I started to spin in his eyes, but he was all pushed back by him. I had to follow him and slowly climb back to where I was. His hands began to rise red, the blue veins opened, and his lips were slowly bitten.

I prayed silently. I know that if I flow out at this time, it means his failure. The climbers gradually recovered their calm and gathered courage. His feet slowly stepped on a fulcrum, his body moving up a little bit, and his face showed a rare smile. At the moment of life and death, he did not give up. Finally, perseverance and survival make him climb the top of the mountain.

Standing in the foothills, the climber took a long breath and shouted with his hands up. I am also happy for him and moved to him. Gradually, I couldn’t help myself, and I couldn’t help but flow to his face. He excitedly held me with his hand and shouted: "My life will be more exciting!"

Sixth grade: uncomfortable