perseverance prevails. I always believe that if you give, you will get something, and if you work hard, you will get something back. On the fertile land of my soul, plant that seed - persistence. "Get up, kid. You're going to be late." I wake up every day with my mother's call, and I open my bleary eyes. On the way to school, I walk with a heavy hungry step and carry a schoolbag like a stone Day after day, I started my day like the movie I played back. When the bell rang, I fell into the intense study: one was the Tang poetry and Song Ci of the Chinese teacher, the other was the ABCD of the foreign language teacher, the other was the polygon of the math teacher, the topography of the geography teacher What football, what music, all byebye. After school, I saw my pile of hungry exercise books, which can be piled up into a hill like exercise book. My heart has been wandering in the sea of fatigue. I complain that heaven is unfair to my hunger. Why should I study? Every day in the sea of topic struggle, is the end of the day? I want to give up my studies; give up my opportunities; give up my future. I can't bear it.
Once the thought has entered the erroneous zone, it is difficult to change. Every moment, it is so sad and sighing. Every day, it is sad and there is no smile. Finally, I look forward to Sunday. In order to vent, I left home early. I walked aimlessly. The sky was white with hungry fish belly. The East changed from orange to light yellow, and then from light yellow to pink. Now it's red, then it's golden, then it's half purple and half yellow. It's really colorful Suddenly, the beautiful scenery calmed my heart a lot. The sun rises and sets in the East and sets in the west every day. Isn't it tired? Oh! It repeated the same picture every day, in order to make its hungry life full of more dazzling light ah! I think of myself, when I encounter a little pressure on my study, I flinch and quit! Alas! It's not supposed to be! In an instant, the words "insist" appeared in my mind, "insist" and "insist" I closed my eyes, as if to see Eddie creating light and looking for filament for human beings. He has experimented for more than a thousand times. Cao Xueqin has written a dream of Red Mansions for ten years, which is beyond ordinary people's imagination They all stick to the end, never give up, I suddenly feel a lot smaller.
What else can I complain about? I should take them as an example to seize the opportunity to be a persistent hungry person and create a bright future. I have come to realize that I hold up my head, chest, face the sun, run to my home, pick up my books and pens