There is a simple note on the smooth desktop: "come on, don't give up!" Although only a few words, it reminds me, inspired me, let me in the rugged path to success, tough but steady progress.

When I first entered Jiang Sheng, adapt to the new environment cannot be spent every day in the "miserable conditions", hands flawless, unaccompanied, quite Li Qingzhao "desolately desolately" taste. When I cry, the teacher smiling into me, taught me to guide me, I think it is now through the clouds and see the blue sky, smile quietly on the cheeks. Fold the quilts are, in the bedroom with his companions roll laugh, skilled waving rag, shaking a body, wash rinse and singing the song, every morning leaped from the bed and refreshed at on the playground.

The new hair down a stack of books, the first half of the cold heart, definitely ten times the thickness of the primary school. I really want to immediately turned back to the primary school, the mother returned to coaching days, went to the leisurely and carefree days. But not, I was seven or eight class homework played with 20molecules, performance began to decline, the composition is divided like a rabbit jump, jump low. In the middle of the night, lying on the bed, the tears of despair and unwilling rushed to the dam. "Come on, don't give up, the difficulties will pass." That night, in the faint hope under sleep.

In fact, life is like a world of waters sea, everyone is in the water swimming, courageously in a fearless fight after reaching the brilliant shore. The calm lake never make a powerful seaman, rich river day volume wave, have excellent technology in Wuzhong athletes.

Wipe away the tears, wipe away the sadness, I failed to write a lesson, engraved in my heart, understand the biggest enemy is yourself. I do not want to learn the west king, a world with outstanding but could not withstand the hands of the sword, not with others, and their first fight, climb up the fall, fall, climb up again, the pace will be much more stable, the victory of the flowers will open quietly. I hope to stay in, not afraid of firewood, the west king, if I like this style, history will also be rewritten.

Remember a year time, so to stand from sour excitedly, I can not help but laugh loudly: Ho do not experience wind and rain, how can see the rainbow.