Grandma with the strength of the bench as the support

On the way to school, I saw a grandmother who supported the bench as a support force. The old grandmother seems to be over seventy years old. She only has one foot and the bench is the support force for the advancement. I think the grandmother will have to work hard every step of the way.

Although, I don't know how long this bench has been with the grandmother, I don't know when the grandmother's leg is broken. Maybe this bench has been with the grandmother for more than ten years, even decades. That bench is really meritless. I think how much ups and downs can't stop the pace of grandma's progress.

We think about it, a 70-year-old man has only one foot. If it is us, can it be done? Not only do you have to use your feet, but your hands must work harder.

When I saw the power of the grandmother to support the bench, my heart had a pity for the grandmother, but also produced admiration, admiring the grandmother's tenacity. The grandmother struggled with the powerful disease with her own weak power, and the grandmother never gave in, unlike the bow. This spirit of the grandmother is admirable and commendable. We should learn from the grandmother's tenacious and noble spirit. "Only someone can compete with the heavens and the earth by the power of the will." The grandmother is fighting this disease with this strong will, and we should have this spirit.

Smile on paper

The age of seventeen or eight is the flowering period of youth. There is a relationship in school, or a hard review.

In the messy factory, the sweat soaks the clothes, the tears and the sweat hold, so bitter, although the day is not necessarily kind to you, we must be kind to ourselves.

Looking at the money, looking for opportunities, want to change yourself. After a hard work, I opened a small tea house, but failed because of no personal connections. At that time, I stayed in the room for a few days, not eating or drinking. The husband’s company and young children made me support this home again.

A few years later, a paper mill was finally opened. At that moment my heart was filled with happiness, but I don't know that a bigger test is waiting for me. A big fire burned everything and quietly, and owed a debt. I was turned into a hard working worker. The spirit of self-improvement is standing in my heart. Relying on the contacts and experience of these years, a new paper mill was reopened. This time it was successful! The help of friends from all walks of life, let the paper factory get bigger and bigger, and treat me with me once. Let me create my own path in a poor life, and belong to my own glory!

Poverty is not a poor life