From that moment on, I began to write a composition for Grade Three
Happy Family
2022-10-28 07:17:00
Junior three
other

I have been standing outside for a long time. It is autumn now. The cool wind is caressing my clothes. My hair, however, can not smooth my restlessness and disappointment

I can't remember how many times I have failed. From the initial dream pursuit to failure, I have survived. I thought that as long as I insisted on not giving up, I would certainly realize my dream, but this time I failed again! I knew that I could not resist the violent impact of this setback.

From the first grade of primary school, I was the object of attention of teachers. I was so happy when listening to the teacher reading my article in cadence on the platform! In the fourth grade, I often got full marks for my compositions. In the composition contest held in the school, even the sixth grade students were beaten by me. I am proud but not complacent, because my dream is very far away: to be a female writer like Xiao Hong and Bing Xin, I also firmly believe that as long as I work hard and rely on my talent, my dream will always come true.

As a result, I participated in many municipal and district level composition competitions, but failed. I tried to contribute to some magazines, but all of them were like cows in the sea, and there was no news. This failure made me lose myself even more. Maybe it was a mistake at the beginning, and I was just a fantastic fool.

Gradually, I had been standing outside the house for the whole afternoon. I found my father had been looking at me outside, and tears filled his eyes. My father came over and stroked my head and said, "Do you know my father's dream before? It was to be a special policeman, but because of the physical conditions, I only became a soldier, but my father was very happy. After all, I was very close to my dream." At this moment, it seemed that there was a clear wind sneaking into my heart, and the knot in my heart was opened, irritability and disappointment disappeared in an instant. I saw my father laughing.

Dreams are called dreams because they are hard to realize. Life is satisfied by approaching dreams step by step. It turns out that happiness is only on the way to success, not at the end.