Open a flower for yourself and a flower for others. At that moment, I overcame my vanity, which was enough to make me have the courage to recall this matter, so that I did not look down on myself.
Opening the memory box that has been sealed for a long time, I vaguely remember that it was a beautiful dusk, and the sunset was about to set. Gorgeous brocade covered the distant sky beautifully, and the beauty was blurred. I am humming a song on my way home. I met the old man again on a bridge. He collects waste products. Whenever he sees me, he always stops and says, "Little girl, study hard and get into a university. Don't be like grandpa! " When he said this, his eyes were full of regret and sadness, which made me feel sad unconsciously. This time, I saw his back from a distance, a rickety and sad back. He pedaled around and around with difficulty ... but the speed of the tricycle still crawled like a snail. Suddenly, grandpa seemed to lose his strength in an instant, and the tricycle lost its gravity from the bridge. At the moment, I'm down there. For a few seconds, my mind went blank and I soon woke up. My first reaction was to help him, but the traffic around me didn't mean to stop. In this city, there is already too much indifference. Why should I be a hero? Will others think that I also collect waste products? Grandpa in front is pushing hard, but to no avail. Time doesn't allow me to think much. I ran forward, bent down and pushed forward with all my strength ... The car slowly moved forward, and the grandfather kept saying thank you, thank you. My heart is full of pride. Grandpa asked my name, and I said, "My name is red scarf." Grandpa nodded, smiled and said, OK, OK! Red scarf! "At that moment, I defeated myself, and I will remember it. It will only be the beginning.
I beat myself, cowardice and vanity can't appear in the dictionary of brave people, I want to be brave! I told you, this is just the beginning!
I beat myself 2.
Life is a long road, there are too many opponents along the way, but often the biggest opponent is yourself, not others. Some people lost to themselves, but some people beat themselves. Of course, I am also one of the winners.
I am timid. I dare not go upstairs alone at night, and I feel a little scared when I sleep alone at night. I shudder at the thought of its creepy cold scales, so everyone calls me a coward. But because of this, change
I know what people think of me.
In the summer vacation, we went to the amusement park in Beijing, where I realized my childhood dream and made me feel better about myself.
I got a better understanding and inspired me to put this understanding into practice. I sent it as soon as I entered the gate.
Nowadays, there are countless amusement equipment, such as "crazy mouse", "rocket launch" and "bungee jumping"
, "roller coaster" and the like, especially that roller coaster, is even more daunting for me. It is really like a mouse, from
The eight-meter-high platform slipped down at once, and then rotated twice like a snake, one of which was 180 degrees.
Turn the corner and return to the starting point. In just two minutes, the people in the car have been screaming. As I can see.
When Arthur was trembling, my father bought me a ticket. When he gave me the ticket, I quickly "declined" and muttered:
"The car is too fast, I am afraid of falling." Dad saw me in a daze and encouraged me: "Hey, what's the matter?"
What I'm afraid of is sitting in the car and turning around twice. Dad has sat twice, and this is the third time. you
Don't sit and pull, coward. Hearing the words "coward", my blood boils and I feel useful.
Endless strength, but I want to shrink back when I see the "terrible" roller coaster, but those three words are in my ear again.
Echoing my voice and inspiring my courage, I grabbed the ticket from my father and said to him, "Go!" " dad
Hearing my answer, he took me on the roller coaster and started. I lay on the roller coaster and let it go.
How to shake and swing, I didn't move. In less than two minutes, the train arrived at the end, and I got off the train, happy.
I cried quietly: "Haha, I beat myself!" " "
In fact, it is not difficult to beat yourself. You only need courage and confidence to become a successful person like me.
I beat myself 3.
At that moment, I defeated myself; At that moment, I seemed to hear the whole world clapping for me.
I remember it was on the bus. A white-haired grandmother got on the bus with a cane, carrying a big bag in her hands, and her face was deeply engraved with the traces of time. Grandma looked around the car and there was no room in it. People with seats looked out of the window coldly as if they didn't see it. Grandma sighed unconsciously and reached out and pulled the cold ring.
As soon as I stood down, no one gave my grandmother a seat. Naturally, I didn't get up, and I was always weak. Although I think of the situation after I got up and gave up my seat again and again in my mind, I still dare not. I can only pray in my heart, whether there is a brave person to stand up and hold grandma's hand and let her sit down. Grandma is obviously a little tired, and she keeps changing the pull ring, which makes me worry constantly.
I was entangled in my heart. With a scream, the bus let out a gasp and braked suddenly. Grandma almost fell down, and her palms could not help sweating. I was so nervous. Should I give up my seat? If I give up, will others say that I love performance? But if you don't let me, grandma will fall. Give up your seat! I want to be worthy of myself! Worthy of the red scarf on your chest! I took a deep breath, stood up and smiled: "Grandma, come and sit down!" " There are seats here! Grandma smiled. Her face looked like a blooming flower. She has been holding my hand since she sat down. Her hands are warm and comfortable!
Every time I recall this, my mouth always rises unconsciously, for grandma and myself. In short, that time, I defeated myself and my cowardice. With courage and love, I will think of applause from time to time in my life.
I beat myself 4.
Life is a challenge, not to challenge others, but to challenge yourself. Because the biggest obstacle on the road of life is personal shortcomings, challenging yourself is to challenge shortcomings and also indicates success.
I remember when I was in kindergarten, skipping rope always jumped one by one, so I was very good at skipping rope at that time. I saw people skipping rope, and the skillful figure and delicate movements kept floating in my mind. I suddenly had an idea and even wanted to learn to jump rope.
I don't know how to dance for the first time. The rope seems to be deliberately against me and won't listen to me at all. I'm afraid, even afraid to face the body that is difficult to use with a rope. It is such a small rope that I am puzzled and have been thinking about it. Do I really have to lose in this respect? I can't shrink back from my pride. Tell me no, no.
I continued to pick up the rope and tried. I threw the rope in front of me and jumped gently. I found it not difficult to even jump. I continued to do slow motion, one more coherent than the other. Gradually, I found that my sports talent is not bad. Just as I was having fun, I tripped over the rope. I looked at the rope again, timid and disappointed.
Sitting on the edge of the flower bed, I thought, remembering the supercilious eyes of those classmates, I cheered up. I began to practice those movements that others think are particularly boring over and over again, and my requirements for myself are constantly improving. My timidity is gone, and there is only one belief in my heart, and that is success. Finally, practice over and over again made me successful.
In life, the most difficult thing to overcome is ourselves, but we must overcome ourselves by fighting against shortcomings, because this is the only way to success.
I hit myself 5.
On the playground, running 20 laps is a hurdle that I have never stepped on. I have tried countless times, but most of them give up halfway. Only in the last two or three laps did the old thigh injury recur several times, and I gave up because the pain was unbearable. I have been very unwilling in my heart. I have been training hard for two weeks to prepare for the "19 playground 20 lap plan breakthrough" a few days later.
In the past two weeks, I have been injured several times. I don't know how many vests are soaked with sweat, and I don't know how many tears are forced out by old injuries. Just remember breakthrough, breakthrough, breakthrough!
This day has finally arrived, and I am full of confidence. Many friends are still cheering for me on the playground.
"Are you ready ... to run" is a strong start, followed by running at a moderate speed and a constant speed. One lap, two laps, three laps ... The first eight laps looked effortless and easy to run. After eight laps, it was a little difficult, but it continued.
After a while, it will be the fourteenth lap. Although I felt heavy when running, with the encouragement of my friends, I also ran four laps according to my own wishes.
There were two laps left, and the body couldn't stand it, so I threw the soaked vest aside. "Hold on, hold on!" I keep shouting like this.
Last lap, last lap! I think victory is just around the corner.
"Hold on, hold on, hold on!"
Of course, things will not go as smoothly as expected.
Not far from the finish line, the old injury on the leg finally recurred. That kind of pain, like a pair of energetic hands tearing at my leg, hurts, hurts. I fell to the ground and my friend rushed to help me get up. I was a little confused just now, and suddenly I woke up and shook hands with them hard so as not to ruin my breakthrough plan.
I struggled to hold up my body with my hands, reluctantly stood up and took two steps. The pain was still eating away at my body. I slowly accelerated. Only 20 meters away, I screamed hysterically and rushed to the finish line with all my strength.
Tired and miserable. At the moment I reached the finish line, I was like a big piece of meat pie spread on the ground.
I only remember that I was finally ... defeated ... myself!