On the road of life, there is no smooth sailing, only muddy twists and turns; In the ocean of life, there is no peace, only rough waves and endless reefs. If you want to pass, you must run hard and keep climbing. One day, you will climb that mountain and see the long-awaited sea.
Once upon a time, there were two little boys who lived in the mountains since childhood. But they have a dream and want to know what is on the other side of the mountain. One day, they asked their father. "Dad, what's on the other side of the mountain?" A little boy's father looked at his eager eyes and told him directly, "Is there a mountain over there?" The father of another child touched the child's head and said kindly, "beyond the mountain is the sea." "Is it true?" The child's eyes sparkled at once. "Well, yes. Beyond the mountain is the sea. "
The same question and the different answers given by the two fathers have created different futures for the two children. A little boy heard his father's direct answer and lost confidence in life. He did nothing all day and finally became a farmer working in the field. After listening to his father's words, another child is full of curiosity about the outside world. He left home and climbed the mountain alone. When he tried to climb the mountain, what he saw was not the sea, but the mountain, still the mountain.
He tried to climb the mountain, and finally, a flat road appeared in front of him. There were cars he had never seen before, and he walked along the road to the city. Because of this, he finally achieved a wonderful life.
As long as there is hope, I will try; As long as you try, you will work hard; As long as you work hard, you will cross the ups and downs; As long as you cross the ups and downs, you will usher in beauty.
Go over that mountain and fight with your efforts and perseverance. On the other side of the mountain, there is a sea, a beautiful sea, a brand-new world, which instantly illuminates your eyes!
Chapter 2: Over that mountain, write 600 words "12 1, 12 1, 1234". At five o'clock in the morning, it was not as white as a fish's belly, but we got up early and started running. "Speed up the sprint in the last lap", accompanied by the call of the physical education teacher at the other end of the loudspeaker, I had to continue to rush forward, and I was exhausted after running for three laps.
But for me, it's good to make it to the third lap. Where did I get the strength to run the fourth lap? So I ran slowly, and there was a panic around me. I am not reconciled, thinking of our oath at the 100-day swearing-in meeting of the senior high school entrance examination: Gan Kun is undecided, you and I are both dark horses! No matter how high and dangerous the difficult mountain ahead is, I will climb it and become an excellent student. I will climb up and knock on the door of key high schools! Thought of here, my legs seemed to have strength again, so I gathered all my strength and rushed forward. I also want to be a high wind, obviously an eagle, how can I crawl on the ground like an ant? I told myself silently in my heart. 200 meters to go! I can't! I can't! Too tired! Go for a while. Just walk for a while, no! No way! Turn over! Turn over! I'm going over that mountain! I want to be a dark horse! Be strong! Jiao Jiao!
"One step, two steps!" I kept chanting, my physical strength dropped rapidly, and every step was so heavy and difficult, but I kept telling myself, "The front is my goal! The dawn of victory is at hand! We're almost to the top of the mountain, so hurry down! You have to turn it over! "
Heavy breathing, rapid heartbeat, boiling blood, they kept telling me: "Turn it over! Turn over! " I'm going over that mountain! I want to be a lightning storm! Finally, I sprinted with all my strength, reached the finish line and climbed over the mountain.
As long as there is a dream in my heart. A mountain is nothing, even if it is hilly, we have to turn it over. You can board the plane in first class, and the VIP in the bank doesn't have to wait in line. How hard you work, how special you are. If you try to climb that mountain and cross that hurdle, we will succeed. I hope that in this passionate youth, we can try to climb the mountain that hinders us, live up to our youth and come on.
Chapter 3: Over that mountain, 600 words of sunshine shone into my eyes through the window, perhaps because the light was too dazzling, which made my tears flow out again.
I collapsed in the chair in the classroom, looking at my failed math paper, and I felt sad. Failure after failure makes me breathless. It's like a mountain without edges and corners, which is pressed in my heart and I can't cross it.
Why is it always easy for others to learn math, and I always work as hard as climbing a mountain? I took a deep breath and my self-esteem surged in my heart. I don't believe it. I can't! I picked up a red pen to correct the miscellaneous papers. I asked the math teacher for questions and knowledge points that I couldn't understand, wrote the wrong questions in the wrong book, and then wrote the exam summary in the math notebook. After summing up, I previewed the next math knowledge point by the way.
After that adjustment, my class status gradually improved, and I was able to concentrate on my lectures. After class, what I don't know is chasing after the math teacher. As a result, I got 82 points in the next exam, which was more than 20 points higher than the last one, but I didn't dare to relax at all. I look through my wrong book every day.
After school, I am full of energy, concentrate, finish my math homework, correct the teacher, comment and explain, correct my mistakes, sort out my wrong questions, and then go home. In the next week's exam, I was a little proud to browse the test paper. I sorted out all the problems, and it's a lot of trouble. Through my unremitting efforts, my score has improved a few points compared with last time.
Day after day, I just insist. Finally, one day, the math exam relaxed me, and I no longer had the fear of climbing mountains. There are mountains in everyone's heart that stand in our way, but please don't be afraid of difficulties. We firmly believe that only through your unremitting efforts can we climb one peak after another!
Please believe that you can do it. Get over that mountain!
I have always been in awe of mountains, afraid to climb them, and afraid to imagine everything outside them. I spent most of my time in my wooden house, watching groups of people walk from one side of the mountain to the other. I admired and longed for it, but in the end I dared not go out of my wooden house and tried to take the mountain road.
I don't know what will be on the mountain. There are thorns and wild animals. It is so lofty and tall. I don't want to let the long night and loneliness and helplessness devour my life, so I am afraid. So I chickened out. However, day after day, I heard people on the other side of the mountain cheering, and I even heard them singing. But in my wooden house, there is nothing, and I live an ordinary life. There is nothing in my cabin but sighs and longings.
So, I finally decided to set out, packed my bags and bid farewell to my house.
For the first time, I understood the strangeness and horror of mountains, even beyond my expectation. During the day, trees block the sun; At night, bats keep barking around me. I cried loudly, I tried my best to call for help, but no one heard me. I am surprised that so many people used to climb this mountain every day. Nobody wants to help me? Will I die here? I want to go home to my cabin, but when I turn around, I find there is no way out. Those weeds and thorns stand behind me, so there is only one belief in my heart: I want to cross this mountain.
I drink dew, suck the juice of leaves and eat the fruits of the mountains. I climb day by day and make progress day by day. After falling and crying again and again, I firmly set my goal every time, because I have no choice but to succeed.
I finally, finally climbed over the mountain. I saw the blue sky, seagulls and the sea. Suddenly, I remembered Haizi's words-facing the sea, bloom is warm in spring. I finally know that my real home is not a closed wooden house, but here, the blue sky and the sea.
I didn't really know the name of that mountain until later. It's called retreat. That's my retreat.
Chapter 5: Climbing the mountain is very high and stands in front of my eyes. The mountain is covered with trees, just like a green carpet. It is a mountain that I can see every day, but it is a mountain that I can't climb for a long time.
I have known that mountain since I was a child, but I have only been there once. I don't remember what it looks like now, except that there is a tall tower on it, but I haven't been there. According to those adults, the tower has three floors, and each floor has few stairs, but it is very high; The most beautiful belongs to the top floor. Standing on it and looking down, the scenery in this area is unobstructed ... that's why I'm curious. I feel that this mountain has a mysterious power that attracts me. From then on, I made up my mind to climb this mountain and conquer it!
Na Pianhai is so vast, but I can only imagine that the water is so clear and the blue sky is so magnificent! I haven't seen the sea. It's too far for me.
"No, it isn't. Not far from you! " Whenever I feel lost and depressed, there will always be such a sentence lingering in my ear. This sentence comes from my ears, but it is printed in my heart.
This sentence greatly increased my confidence. At this moment, I really seem to see the sea: the soft beach is more dazzling in the sun, and Na Pianhai, under the sunshine, seems to shed silver light on the water waves, which is really dazzling! At night, the waves follow and the moon rises. The bright moonlight shed, making the night more quiet. People are different from this environment. They are laughing on the beach, and the wind is blowing slightly. The scenery intoxicated me. ...
That mountain, I have to cross you to see the tower; Na Pianhai, I must be close to you and feel your breath. From now on, I will work hard. Rain or shine, hot or cold, I won't give up. I must be strong.
That mountain, Na Pianhai, I will definitely see it, I will definitely feel it, I will never stop, I will never stop. ...
Over the 600-word mountain, the breeze blew and the sun shone on the path. I walked home with a heavy schoolbag on my back, and my heart was as heavy as a schoolbag. There will be an exam next week. Faced with this news, my heart stood in my way like a mountain.
Looking at all the beautiful things along the way made me even more depressed. I didn't go home directly, but went to my secret base, saying it was just a lawn by the river.
I lay on the lawn with my schoolbag under my pillow, looking at the white clouds in the sky and listening to the gurgling sound of running water. Alas! If I can be like a white cloud, that's enough, and there won't be an exam. I slowly close my eyes and think. ...
Ah, where am I? When I woke up, there was grass the size of a house all around. Look at how you became a caterpillar. What happened? This is nothing like my lawn. There is only one mountain in the distance. This mountain is really high. Comparable to tall buildings. Let me have a look! I started climbing mountains with my fat body. Because it became a caterpillar, the speed became very slow, and gradually day by day passed. I climb mountains every day. I eat grass buds when I am hungry and drink dew when I am thirsty. Slowly, I began to get old. The life span of insects is really short. Finally, after several weeks of hard work, I climbed to the top of the mountain, but my life also came to an end. I saw everything under the mountain. The world used to be so big. It's a pity that I have led such a life. I sat on the top of the mountain watching the sunset, and my eyelids fell with the sun.
I opened my eyes and everything came back. I am still me. Grass is not as big as a house, and there are no mountains. It turned out to be just a dream of mine. In my dream, I was bound by a high mountain all my life. Now I won't. I will climb that mountain and see the wider world.
So my life will not be bound by this small exam, not to mention my life is still very long.
I will eventually climb this mountain.
Chapter 7: The 600-word mountain over that mountain is invisible, which will be the estrangement and misunderstanding between people and the ups and downs of life. Avoid it, and you will regret it all your life; Beyond it, you will have unlimited scenery.
When I was a child, I always liked climbing mountains. I always thought that if I crossed that mountain, I could reach the other side of victory. Climbing the mountain hopefully again and again, but in the end it was in vain. I asked my mother again and again: How many mountains are there? How can it be repeated and endless? My mother has answered me many times: soon, soon, as long as you have an immortal heart and cross several difficulties, you will eventually reach the end of victory. In this way, I finally didn't give up and insisted on climbing the mountain. Because I always believe that on the other side of life, the end of victory is always waiting for me on the other side of the mountain. Over the highest mountain, you will reach the highest point of success.
Now, the mountain peak has become a great obstacle to my progress. Although I have tried many times and failed many times, I believe that it is just a hill that prevents me from reaching the highest peak of success. Because of this persistence, I can have the spirit of "where to fall, where to get up"
As time goes by, the years will grow old. But my heart will never grow old. I will take the mountain as my motivation and make it a part of my life. I will laugh at life and hardships. Because, I see, behind my success, the mountains are gradually decreasing.
Maybe one day, I have climbed the mountains and reached the highest peak. At that time, I will proudly say, "I have climbed many mountains!" "
Chapter 8: Over the mountain, 600 words set the sun, and the bloody sun gear burned the western sky into deep purple, like a mountain, which hindered us.
The windowsill of my house is facing the neighbor's window, and everyone can see each other from the room. However, that summer, after the little girl next door broke a precious potted plant in our house, the window never opened again.
In loneliness and silence, autumn came, winter came, and the last few yellow leaves fell on the windowsill. My eyes that occasionally collided with the little girl also subconsciously lost their luster. Between us, like a mountain, two windows are sealed like ice and snow, dividing us into two spaces. I stood in front of the mountain, awkward.
Spring has come.
Everything is so prosperous, and my flowers and trees are also full of vitality. The oriole on the windowsill and the thrush on the opposite side echo each other and play the melody of spring. At this time, I wanted to open the window and hear more clearly, but my parents' stern eyes made my outstretched hand shrink back.
One day, I quietly opened a window crack and found a pot of plants planted on the opposite windowsill. The little girl opposite is holding a shovel to loosen the soil for it, with a bright smile on her face. Through the window, I seem to smell the smell of earth.
Soon, the flower seedlings in the potted plants germinated. As time went on, they grew more and more lush and came to my window. So this is morning glory. If you don't open that window and climb over that mountain, the closed environment will eventually kill its beauty.
At this moment, the little girl appeared and looked at me with expectant eyes. Flowers are swaying in the wind, as if waving to me. I finally couldn't help it and opened the window in my praying eyes. Suddenly, the house is full of flowers! The little girl smiled: "The flowers are for you!" " "I smiled, too." No, let's enjoy it together! " "There is subtle tranquility in the air, as if telling the long-lost warmth.
It turns out that the seemingly lofty mountain is so easy to cross, and the gap that the two families once crossed no longer exists, as if flowers are blooming, but it is tolerant and understanding.
In the whirlpool of time, I built a mountain in my heart, with more love and tolerance. Thanks for understanding, I can cross it and usher in new beauty.