Only after going through can I understand the composition of the third day
The more quiet you think
2022-11-02 00:13:33
Junior three
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When you look back, those efforts, sweat, reluctance, and distress have become the most precious memories that accompany your growth.

Some roads, through, just understand.

A sports meeting in Grade Six.

I dragged my schoolbag home. In the face of the upcoming exam for junior high school entrance, the usual laughter and eloquence turned into pieces of test papers, which oppressed me again and again. The house is also gloomy, just like the black rain outside.

"Dad, I'm back." I started again.

"Your mother is still working overtime, what would you like to eat today?" My father's familiar voice came, and I threw off my schoolbag

"Reward what you like. Remember that sentence, it's worth it, as long as you don't give up and stick to it."

Encouragement is often the source of strength.

I signed up for the men's 1500 meter event. From childhood to adulthood, I didn't run 1500 meters, but I chose it anyway. My sports are not outstanding, even weak and sickly, and my physical ability is extremely poor. To be honest, I regret it a little.

Every time in PE class, I try to avoid training. I keep paralyzing myself. It's OK. It's very simple. There's no need to work so hard. Just let it be. When I clench my fist, wipe the cold sweat constantly, and step on the white starting line, I know that I was wrong.

I don't have the spirit of rock, the foundation of bamboo and cypress, and the strength of "a thousand grinds and ten thousand strikes are still strong, and the wind is blowing from southeast to northwest". I can only encourage my courage and determination to persevere in the end.

"I will run, I will run, I will run", leaving cowardice and timidity behind, to embrace the courage and strength in front.

The moment before the whistle gun sounded, I was still thinking about my father's words, "As long as you don't give up and stick to it, you will be able to do it."

When I got over half of the runners to the finish line. It doesn't hurt that I broke my lungs just now; His parched throat is no longer thirsty; Numb and aching 'legs no longer hurt, I know, I succeeded.

When I heard that the time was half past six, it was hard for me to imagine how I had persisted for so long. But this way, I have gone through, when I look back, I already understand.