Successful people are always so bright with their victorious smiles, brilliant achievements and joyful redness. But behind their smiles, they have made endless sweat and efforts. They have devoted a lot of their youth to overcoming and advancing. They always sweat for some kind of perseverance, not to surpass others, but to defeat themselves.

I still remember those days of depression. In the past, I was not very strong in mathematics and physics. Sometimes there were too many red words on the paper to be seen. One examination paper after another is lost again and again. My heart seems to be bleeding, white paper and bright red! Just like the dissatisfaction and frustration in my heart, flowing with bright red. I always compare my classmates' papers with my own, and my dissatisfaction turned into a strong anger and jealousy. A twisted idea sprouted in my heart. I began to look for difficult problems, constantly rehearsed, and my heart grew stronger and stronger day by day. Even if I encounter a problem that I can't understand completely, I will try my best to study it. I pay my time and energy, eager to gain instant satisfaction beyond others in a short time.

But I was wrong. I was completely defeated when the exam results were handed out that month. I couldn't believe staring at the results that were much worse than before. Behind the loss and sadness, there is a stronger and incomprehensible shock. I can't explain all this - exchange failure with double time?

I locked myself in the room, wrapped in a quilt, full of confusion and unaccustomed mood. I cowered in the corner and allowed tears to run on my cheeks. As I sobbed, my blurred eyes still clearly saw the red paper lying on my desk quietly. "Daughter." My mother's soft cry interrupted my sadness. I looked at her suspiciously and shook the key in her hand. She came over to smooth my messy hair. "The person you want to surpass is not others, but yourself!" She wiped my tears and smiled at my face. All of a sudden, I felt a sense of enlightenment. Yeah! It is because of my strong curiosity and distorted values that I am defeated by myself. What I really want to face is not the achievements of others, but the person in my own heart!

I walked to the mirror and stared at myself, involuntarily reaching out to the cold mirror. This is me, my enemy and my comrade in arms. When I put aside my vanity compared with others, I saw myself more truly. I smiled, which seemed to be the prototype of those successful people's smiles, and I would also move towards that goal, that broad road to defeat myself.