As the saying goes, 'failure is the mother of success.' Success leads to failure. Success and victory can only explain the past, not the future. Therefore, only by taking success and victory as the starting point and ladder to move forward and as the driving force to spur ourselves, can we move forward to new success and victory.
It was my first grade. I have a bike, but I'm still riding a four-wheel bike. One weekend, when my third aunt came home and saw that I was still riding a four-wheel bicycle when I was so old, she pulled up the tool and gave down the other two auxiliary wheels. That afternoon, I was asked to learn cycling in the park. At the beginning, I fell down because I didn't master the balance of the car well, so I was a little timid and wanted to stop learning, but my third aunt encouraged me to say, 'nothing is difficult in the world, I'm afraid of those who have a heart.' So I made up my mind to learn to ride a bike today. Seeing my embarrassed appearance, my third aunt said, 'I'll help you ride'. I was very happy. I thought I wouldn't have to wrestle with my third aunt. But something unexpected happened. I stepped on the pedal and rode smoothly at the beginning. I didn't know when the car suddenly became heavy. At the same time, I heard 'I let go'. That was my third aunt's voice, and I began to get nervous, The car shook left and right, and I fell again. Through this wrestling, I found that as long as I don't panic, look forward and try to master the balance, I won't go back to wrestling. So I picked up the car and rode it again. Finally, my car sped up in the park.
'wild' I finally learned to ride a bike! I tasted success_ The real secret of success is interest. You have to work hard to taste success.
During the summer vacation, the sun is like a pancake pan, mercilessly baking people's faces. My mother and I went swimming by the river. I put on my swimsuit, put on my glasses and prepared to go into the water. People fell down like elephants, and the water flowed out. I swam gently and felt bursts of coolness from time to time & middot; Comfortable, I made up my mind that I must learn to hold my breath in the water. So I drilled into the water like a loach and wanted to find a place to live in the water. After a while, I poked my head out of the water. My mother told me to take off my swimsuit and never learn to wear it forever. So I took off my clothes and swam bravely. It was really effective. I swam nearly ten meters in less than a minute, I'm so happy, but it's late. It's time to go home. I don't want the water and scenery here.
In the evening, I walked along the river and saw the beautiful scenery. The breeze was blowing. There were frogs singing on the lotus leaves. The bright moon came out. The shells had a rest. The cicadas were still trying to perform the concert. There were other cicadas watching the famous concert group. The audience under the stage also threw some flowers to the concert group from time to time. I am also very proud!
Sometimes, we feel that success is far away from us, not because we lack ability, but because we lack confidence and courage. In fact, success is next door. As long as you face yourself squarely, dare to show yourself and don't bow to suffering, the door of success will open to you sooner or later. I succeeded_ Today, my mother said she would take me to climb the mountain. I jumped three feet high with joy. This is my first time climbing the mountain!
Pack up and let's go. After more than an hour of turbulence. When I came to the foot of the mountain, I looked up and looked up. The top of the mountain was covered with thick clouds. I couldn't help sighing: 'why is this mountain so high!' I beat the retreat drum. It's so high that I'd better not climb. It's too dangerous. But on second thought, didn't I come here to conquer it? If I give up now, won't I come in vain? I remembered a well-known saying - where there is a will, there is a way. I can't flinch. I thought, embarked on the journey up the mountain.
Crawling, crawling. We have come halfway up the mountain. We were tired of climbing and sat down to have a rest. The lush trees shelter us from the hot sun. Listening to cicada singing happily, it is like a fairyland on earth.
After a long rest, we continued to climb up. Suddenly, I stumbled over something and fell down on the stone steps. I was so scared that I began to cry. My mother came and examined my wound and comforted me who was crying: 'all right, stop crying, just a little scratch. It's all right, get up and continue to climb!' Mother helped me up as she said. I stopped crying, but still spoke with a crying voice: 'I don't climb, don't climb!' Mother became serious and said, 'persistence is victory! You have climbed so much, you must climb bravely, have a beginning and an end, and don't give up halfway! " After hearing this, I rekindled my confidence and my eyes gradually became firm. I stood up and clenched my fist. Looking at the bottomless valley below, he continued to climb up.
Near the top of the mountain, weeds and sand blocked the way forward, and the road became increasingly rugged and difficult. I silently cheer for myself in my heart: you can! After a lot of effort, I finally reached the top of the mountain. The joy and excitement in my heart made me shout to the mountain: 'I succeeded!' My voice echoed in the mountains and intertwined with the crisp singing of birds into a beautiful music.
The experience of climbing the mountain made me deeply realize that I should stick to everything and never give up halfway. In the future, learning is the same. Stand up wherever you fall. As Disraeli said: 'the Austrian second of success lies in the firmness of the goal'. I tasted success_ 1100 words' grasp every minute in our hearts and go all out. Our dreams don't experience wind and rain. How can we see a rainbow& hellip;& hellip;' Such music came faintly to my ears, and my thoughts floated with the music to an event that happened in last year's holiday. Now when I think back, I still have the joy of success in my heart & hellip& hellip;
Last year, my teacher criticized me again and again - my writing was too poor. When my words were written and pasted on the door, ghosts would be scared away. I can't stand such a big insult. The only way is to practice calligraphy. Let's start with writing brush! I rummaged through the boxes and cabinets and found the 'four treasures of study' that had been sealed for a long time. I haven't written for a long time. The brush head is stiff. I patted the dust on it, polished the ink, dipped it hard, straightened the pen, spread out the paper and wrote on it. I tried to write my name first. I want to learn from those calligraphers who write hard with a large brush. However, I didn't expect that my strength was great. The pen was suddenly pressed and scattered into a big black flower. I don't think I can even talk about 'painting', let alone 'writing'. Alas, this pen must be bad! I threw the scattered brush aside and began to shout, 'mom! The calligraphy pen is too difficult to use! I want to change a pen! Buy me a new one! " Mother listened and said without thinking: 'don't even think about it! Poor people blame the foundation of the house, and the rafters are sparse! In ancient times, there was a great calligrapher. His family was so poor that they had to worry about food, not to mention pen, ink, paper and inkstone. People used branches to write on the sand. Finally, he was still a great calligrapher. You are really & lsquo; I don't know what happiness is & rsquo;! ' This thunderous' roar 'startled me:' OK, OK, I'll just practice! ' I glanced at my mother, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink again, but the pen stopped in mid air. Where should I practice? My heart suddenly lit up, right! I rummaged through the boxes again and found the brush stickers I bought when I was a child. I haven't used them several times! I want to practice calligraphy with the calligraphy book! I opened the first page of the copybook, wow! I wish I could write such a good word! I glanced at the words I wrote. I couldn't help but be worried. I had to admit the teacher's evaluation of my words -- 'ghost glyph'. I must practice my calligraphy! I thought about the first word 'ice'. I learned the words in the calligraphy book. I paused, drew them down, finished them, and finished writing a little. The pen paused again, picked them up, paused, and pulled them down on the hook & hellip& hellip;' I finally finished writing a word, but compared with the words in the calligraphy, alas, I'm ashamed! The tip of the pen doesn't scatter, but my hands always tremble and write 'wavy words', but it's always more beautiful than what I wrote earlier. I continued to study in this way. At the beginning, I had to admit that my words were really ugly. I made great efforts to practice. I seriously practiced every word in the calligraphy for several times, and my hands were sour. However, I gradually fell in love with practicing calligraphy in practice, and my writing level was getting higher and higher. After the holiday, the teacher looked at my brand-new words, looked at me with new eyes, and praised me by roll call in the class. The joy in my heart is sweeter than eating a pile of sugar! This is the result of my calligraphy practice!
The taste of success is sweet. I have tasted the taste of success! I think I will always remember the sweet taste and strive for this wonderful taste in my life! I succeeded_ 500 words once, the teacher left us a special assignment -- let's use waste materials to make a work with scientific and technological content.
I thought and thought and decided to 'ship'. When I got home, I found the waste foam plastic as the hull, old toothpick instead of steel nail, the window with blue water strokes, and the little red flag with the label of golden dragon fish oil. Everything conforms to the principle of waste utilization. A catamaran passenger ship was finally made.
I happily put the boat into the pool. To my disappointment, it floated on the water but didn't move. How can I make it go? I've been thinking hard for a while. Suddenly, my eyes lit up. One day not long ago, I used several soap boxes. When the boat was playing in the bathtub, I suddenly found that one soap box was moving, but the other soap boxes were floating there. I was very curious. I picked it up and found a small piece of soap stuck under it. Thought: is this small piece of soap working? Yes, why not try it boldly? I cut a piece of soap with a knife and stuck it to the bottom of the boat, but the boat didn't move. Eh? Why doesn't it work. Oh, maybe it's stuck in the wrong position? I adjusted it several times and still didn't move. At this time, I was a little discouraged. I thought forget it. At the moment when I was about to give up, 'I had to think over and over for months. Ninety nine conclusions were wrong, but the hundredth time I was right.' Einstein's famous saying echoed in my ears for a long time. Yes! How can we give up halfway? I cheered up again and tried again. Finally, I dug a groove under the waterline at the stern and stuck a small piece of soap on it. When the boat flooded again, wow! I saw it driving straight ahead slowly.
Looking at the moving boat, I muttered to myself, 'why can soap make the boat move?' Heard by his father, he patiently explained, 'it's because the surface tension of soap is greater than that of water.' It dawned on me.
Through this experiment, I finally understand a truth: only a bold attempt can achieve success. That day, I succeeded_ 400 words one day, grandma said to us, 'today, we