There is a kind of persistence called composition 1. We all know the story that three poor young people got a treasure map and they went to look for the treasure together. They came to the foot of a big mountain. A young man thinks this mountain is very high. There was no treasure, and the loss was not great, so I gave up. In addition, when they went to the mountainside for treasure hunting again, it was already a day. One of them said that the mountain was too high, and he didn't know how long it would take, so he gave up halfway. The only young man left bravely climbed to the top of the mountain. As a result, he got a big box. There are many gold and jewels in the small box, and there is a small note that says: strong people, after several days of hard work, this is your reward. The young man became rich, while the other two were poor.
My experience of learning to ride is very similar to the story above.
The first time, I hit a branch while learning to ride a bike. I gave up, just like the first young man.
The second time, I learned to ride a bike in the street. I fell off my bike as soon as I got up, but I didn't give up. After an hour of hard work and progress, I was almost hit by a car when I was about to learn to ride a bike. I got scared and gave up learning to ride a bike, just like the second young man.
The third time I learned to ride a bike was in the summer of my sixth grade. Seeing my friend riding a bike, I also want to try. However, because I had two unsuccessful experiences in learning a driver's license before, I had to beat drums again. Maybe they read my mind, so they tried their best to motivate me to ride, and some even dragged me to ride. I couldn't resist their encouragement, so I obeyed the arrangement and got on the bike. Maybe it's the shadow of the unsuccessful first two attempts. I fell out of the car without stepping on the pedal twice, and I scraped some skin. No matter how painful I fell, they insisted that I come up again, and said that I wouldn't go home unless I learned my bike well. At this time, I also have the courage to come up for training. Finally, two hours later, I learned to ride a bike.
Now I'm a good driver, so it's much more convenient to go to my classmates' home or go fishing. The whole process of learning a driver's license several times has made me really understand a big truth, that is, only perseverance can succeed, and perseverance is an indispensable quality and beauty on the road of life.
There is a kind of persistence, composition 2 opens the pages of memory, in which I pick up beauty and put it in my bag. I once swam across famous mountains and rivers, marveling at the magnificence of "three thousands of feet"; I also looked up at the sky after the rain and was surprised by the brilliance of the seven-color rainbow. But my mind was suddenly brought to a scene on campus, with a unique beauty called persistence.
It's a sunny morning. With a happy mood, I came to the stairs of the school. I was about to go upstairs when I caught a glimpse of a weak figure-a senior, handsome in appearance and neatly dressed. Hey, why is she leaning on two crutches? I took a closer look, and one of her feet was tied with a heavy bandage, almost swollen like a fat zongzi, and she could only walk with crutches. On the side, there is an elderly woman. This may be her mother.
"ah!" I was about to go back to the classroom and walk up the stairs when suddenly there was a delicate cry from behind. I turned around and saw my senior frowning painfully and struggling to climb a flight of stairs. Her mother saw that the situation was not good and rushed to help her, but she resolutely opened it: "No need to help, I can do it myself!" " "As if to prove her ability, she held her breath and pushed her leg to another height. The injured leg trembled slightly. She gritted her teeth and moved forward and upward as much as possible. Although it has entered the cold winter season, at this time, her forehead is full of bean-sized sweat, and she can't tell whether it is sweat or tears. "ah! "When her feet landed on the next step, she whispered again. People who have not experienced such difficulties can't imagine what kind of pain it is. Her lips trembled slightly, as if to say, "I can definitely walk!" " "She took a small step forward, a small step, and even though her feet were shaking very badly, she never gave up.
Finally, under all kinds of difficulties, she walked to the first floor. Stand on the stairs, turn around slowly and smile at your mother. Wipe the sweat, her eyes are so clear and her smile is so beautiful. I just stood there, filled with shock and fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of me. The power of persistence is really beautiful!
I can't forget that beauty. That smile was buried in my heart for a long time. When I encounter difficulties, it surges in my heart like a wave, telling me that there is a kind of beauty called persistence!
There is a kind of persistence called composition 3: "xx county junior two students insist on going back and forth between school and home for several years." He looks ordinary, but he makes us understand that there is a kind of beauty called strength. " Looking at this news, while I admire his persistence, I thought of him who gave me the same feeling, um ... strictly speaking, it should be it.
I like raising small animals since I was a child. Once I bought two hamsters from the Internet. As soon as I arrived, I couldn't wait to unpack and take out two mice. A mouse accidentally fell out of my hand, and then my mother opened the door and came in. The poor child lost a leg.
In the next few days, although the mouse's life was saved, it also became very thin, with messy hair, protruding eyes and an unnatural "S" shape on one leg, like an animal model made by a careless apprentice, which was very unpleasant.
Because one day I was doing my homework, a healthy mouse jumped up and down in the cage, only to see it climb up from the iron bars of the cage and hang on the top of the cage, while the injured mouse just stayed at the bottom. The mouse above jumped into the trough and ate it. The mouse below watched his companion stagger to the iron bars, forcibly broke off a paw and firmly fastened the gap between the iron bars, and kicked it with his hind legs, jumping and jumping.
I thought it just gave up and realized its present situation. I was about to reach out and take down the trough, but I saw a scene that I still remember. I saw it turn over and stand up. It struggled to jump. Like last time, it fell down again, but it didn't stop this meaningless move, once, twice, three times ... I don't know how long it took, and it fell again and again, again and again. The distance between it and the top of the cage is also narrowing bit by bit. Finally, when it pounced on it for the last time, it kicked its three legs, jumped on the iron bar, buckled the iron bar with two legs, pulled hard with one paw, and finally reached the top of the cage. It proudly shook its hair, jumped into the trough and ate and drank.
Although this mouse died in various accidents like my previous pet, this picture still exists in my mind. Although its appearance is not pleasing, it can even be called ugly, but at the moment it climbed to the top of the cage, it seems that it is no longer ugly. Let me understand a sentence: there is a beauty called persistence!
Having a happy life will naturally bring us endless joy. However, it can't always be smooth sailing, there will be countless difficulties and unexpected things, even in adversity, but perseverance can bring us too much incredible.
Hawking, a member of the Royal Society, also survived optimistically because of his perseverance. Before he was 2 1 year old, his life was bright. At the age of seventeen, Hawking was admitted to the enviable Oxford University. When he was just 2 1 year old, he unfortunately suffered from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, an incurable disease at that time, and only lived for two years. What a blow this is to a gifted scholar who is still on his way to school! However, the strong Hawking is optimistic. He didn't give up because of the cruelty of fate. On the contrary, he faced the disease with confidence, which helped him to think quietly. It is in this quiet thinking that his brain constantly sparks wisdom.
If God hadn't given him rough raw materials, he wouldn't have achieved so much today, and it is even more impossible to find that Hawking's persistent and fiery heart has a kind of agility, which reminds me of me in the past. When I was a child, my mother wanted to cultivate my interest in learning, so she enrolled me in some cram schools. At the beginning, I always give up halfway when I have no patience. I don't have a persistent and brave heart, and I didn't think of anything to keep making progress. When I first started learning the piano, I only learned the first level. I think textbooks are getting more and more difficult. I couldn't sit still like a little monkey with ADHD, so I turned my piano path into smoke and disappeared with the wind. After piano class, I went to learn to draw and dance ... all the same. Without a clear pursuit, the consequences can be imagined. As in the long river of years, it gradually faded away, even lost the passion to start learning and disappeared without a trace. Looking back now, I think that if I had Hawking's perseverance, I would be able to decipher the infinite password on my learning path. Hawking's deeds have sown tenacious seeds in my heart. I believe it will quickly take root and sprout under the influence of Hawking, and grow thick branches.
The power of persistence can make people get rid of the curse of fate; The power of persistence can melt the thick ice of indifference and despair. The strength of persistence, like the whisper of West China, fills my young thoughts, like a small sail shadow, leading my dream to set sail. ...
There is a kind of persistence called composition 5. In the journey of life, you will always encounter all kinds of difficulties, but it depends on how you treat it and what kind of attitude you have. Some people give up, others face it bravely. The mountain climbing experience from the sixth grade made me experience such a thing for the first time.
One Saturday in the summer vacation, my parents and I went to Jiuhua Mountain in Anhui. As soon as I got there, I was fascinated by the scenery there Dad reminded me: "While enjoying the scenery, don't forget the purpose of your visit." It suddenly occurred to me that the purpose of coming to Jiuhua Mountain today is to climb the mountain. So, we started our mountaineering trip. Wang Feng1342m, the main peak of Jiuhua Mountain, is a branch of Huangshan Mountain with 99 peaks. I saw countless tourists climbing the mountain, climbing one by one, and old people and children scrambling to catch up. Not to be outdone, I climbed up with my parents. At first, I didn't consider the height of the mountain, but the more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and even a little unsure. Inadvertently, I saw the foot of the mountain, but I couldn't see the bottom, like a bottomless abyss. I'm a little scared unconsciously. I just took a few steps and I wanted to stop climbing. At this time, my mother seemed to see my mind and advised me: "Nothing is difficult in the world, I am afraid that there is a will." It is not correct to stop climbing at this point and try to give up when encountering difficulties later. The same is true of learning. Try to overcome problems, not give up halfway. "After listening to my mother's words, I suddenly realized that I must stick to it and not give up halfway. But when I decided to go to the finish line, I accidentally sprained my foot. My parents advised me to say, "Forget it, let's go down with you." I said firmly, "this little thing can't beat me." I must stick to it. "After that, I endured the pain and with the help of my parents, I lifted one foot to reach the finish line. Mountains and valleys, streams and waterfalls, grotesque caves, pines, cypresses and bamboos, the beautiful scenery set each other off. Places of interest, strewn at random in the meantime, are like a beautiful picture scroll lingering in the world. I succeeded in climbing to the top of the mountain. After thinking about it, persistence and persistence are also happiness.
There is a kind of persistence called persistence, and only persistence can lead to the other side of victory. Through this mountaineering experience, I realized a truth: when encountering difficulties, we should try our best to overcome them, not give up.
There is a kind of persistence, called composition 6. Persistence is a kind of beauty. Stick to your true colors in the storm and let everyone see your beauty.
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Persistence is a kind of beauty. Persistence is a ray of sunshine that dispels the dark clouds in the haze; Persistence is a clear stream in the desert; Persistence is the strength to accompany you through thorns and be covered with blood and tears on the road of growth.
The beauty of persistence lies in firmness and calmness.
For example, Xuan Ji, a girl, is known as the "Hanfu Goddess" on the Internet. Her beauty lies in that persistence. Hanfu in China, not many people contact, let alone overseas. She is on cloud nine in a cheongsam, just like a goddess. But at first, I don't know how many insults, doubts and disdain fell on her. If she can't stand the blow, she takes off Hanfu and still wears a T-shirt and jeans.
Pants, so today, can we still see the beautiful figure of the girl Xuan Ji? Persistence is a kind of beauty, so that abuse and attack are worthless in front of your beauty, as low as dust.
I wonder if you have heard of Zhou Yang's name?
At the 20xx Winter Olympics in Sochi, South Korean general Zhou Yanglike won the women's speed skating 1500m gold medal. At that moment, you and I both cheered for Zhou Yang, but how many people knew Zhou Yang's persistence a few years ago?
After the Vancouver Winter Olympics, Zhou Yang was involved in the "thank you door" incident, which made her depressed. She spent all her time in Lacrimosa and even wanted to quit the national team. However, Zhou Yang gritted his teeth under pressure and incomprehensible sadness. Even if she is in a bad state, it is obvious that she has come out of the trough. Sochi Winter Olympics 1, 500 meters gold medal let everyone witness her transformation: she is so confident and her smile is so bright. Now, she has got rid of the trough and moved towards a new direction in life. If Zhou Yang hadn't persisted and fled and retreated in the face of pressure, then she wouldn't have achieved today's wonderful achievements, and we couldn't appreciate Zhou Yang's charm on the ice.
Persistence is beauty, and it is great beauty. Persist in witnessing your transformation and witness the whole process from ugly duckling to white swan. All life should have the quality of persistence. Whether you are a small jasper or a beautiful country, if you don't persist in beauty, you will still become a stepping stone to others.
There is a persistence called composition 7 "I believe that I am who I am, I believe that tomorrow, I believe that youth has no horizon …", immersed in the passionate music melody.
Enjoying the pride of self-confidence and persistence, a small "big" war inadvertently kicked off. ...
With the teacher's password, the students started a little game-one leg on the ground, hands raised side by side, eyes staring at the front, to see who can persist to the end. "Oh, this is too simple!" "How can the teacher let us play such a simple game!" "I'm sure I can make it to the end!" The students' answers made everyone full of confidence.
"Ready, let's go!" The students stood tall and straight like poplars, but after a while, several students sat down one after another, and I was a little shaken. "Shall I sit down too?" Tired and uncomfortable, I really can't stand it. "Another student sat down." It's not easy to persist here, but did I really give up like this? "So give up? But I really can't hold on! " One minute passed, and two minutes finally passed. Time flies ... "No, I must insist, even if I can't insist until the end! Come on! Come on! " I cheer myself up in my heart. The students who sat down looked around, and I didn't dare to be vague at all, because the lyrics kept echoing in my mind: "I believe I am who I am, and I believe in hope ..." I stared at the corner with a serious expression, but my eyes didn't dare to move.
"Tick-tock ..." Time passed by, as if my heart was beating drums, and my heart was about to jump out. I hold my breath, hold on, hold on, hold on! "Stop!" With the teacher's guidance, I suddenly seemed to be melted, as if I had never been so comfortable. With success, I had to hang a smile on my cheek, and my heart blossomed, as sweet as honey, and this sweetness melted in every organ of my body. This should be the joy and pride after success!
The "war" finally ended, and the heart hanging in mid-air finally landed. Pieces of words come to mind like waves: how many setbacks and bumps there are on the road of life, setbacks are like fork in the road, one is persistence and the other is giving up. I chose the former, and since I have chosen it, I will never give up. I firmly believe that as long as you keep your faith, tomorrow will be better. ...
I believe that I am who I am and will never give up! Because I know: there is a kind of blooming called persistence!
There is a kind of persistence called composition 8 persistence, which is the starting point of life. There is a good saying: "Only by persistence will your flower of life be more brilliant." I have something in my mind that I insist on doing. If you don't believe me, please listen to me
It was a rainy day, and it rained heavily. The young trees on the roadside are brain-racking. The wind blows and the leaves shake. The leaves clattered as if sending a signal.
Standing at the window, I seem to feel exhausted. Alas, after an essay contest, I failed again. Tears flowed out of my eyes and into my mouth. Tears are bitter, and I didn't wipe them. I thought that no matter how hard the wind blows and how hard it rains, flowers are still growing.
I saw several lotus flowers and thought, "Isn't this the residual lotus?" ? Why is the vitality so tenacious? Thinking of this, I can sum up the spirit of lotus: "tenacious vitality, indomitable spirit." "Thought of here, I reflected, don't I have a little strong spirit? Am I not as good as a few residual lotus flowers in the storm? I was lost in thought.
So, I began to practice my composition, and when I failed, I thought of Residual Lotus. Even if it is dying, it will continue to maintain its vitality, and one day it will produce a beautiful lotus. I should have this spirit, this noble quality. But I learned the excellent qualities of residual lotus. I don't waste a minute every day. I combine reading, memory, writing, memory and understanding with rest. Listen carefully to the teacher in class every day to explain how to write a good composition, and extract more good words and sentences after class. I did it, but I'm a little confused. I began to inquire about the information, and found that I paid great attention to the topic when writing, and used various description methods, which echoed from beginning to end. That's all I need. I told myself that my composition was not in vain.
Through this composition competition, I learned: "Persistence is victory." Only by persistent efforts can you succeed. Thinking of this, I think of some residual lotus in the storm: no matter how many times I was baptized by my mother-in-law, those residual lotus still have the spirit of persistence to make me positive and take the first step on the road to growth.
A few lotus flowers left in the storm are the best examples in my mind. They seem to tell me: "Only by persistence will your flower of life be more brilliant."
There is a insistence called composition 9 "You disappointing guys tell you to be lazy and slow down!"! You guys accompany me to the game? Hey! " Angry, I hit my left hand with my right hand and scolded them. I wish I had chosen my best music. New music is too difficult. I collapsed on the sofa like candy.
In fact, I used to like flute very much, but later, the tadpoles in the music became more and more happy, and the tongue, breath and fingers began to be out of harmony. If I don't practice three or five times, I will lose my temper and be criticized by my mother. Flute takes away too much time and happiness from me, and I don't like it more and more. If the teacher hadn't recommended me to take part in the competition, I would have lost my patience.
The door clicked. It's no good. The storm is coming, and my heart beats a little faster.
"Mom, the new song is too difficult. No children can play it in the video," I made an excuse first. "Why don't we play the old songs?" Mom sighed and said, "The teacher chose a new song for you in the hope that you can challenge yourself, by going up one flight of stairs." "The speed is so fast and there are so many words, I really can't practice." "You've only been practicing for a few days. How do you know you can't?" I just reason with my mother, and I hate yelling, "I just can't practice, I don't want to practice!" " Practice by yourself! ""Since I want to give up this time, I'll throw away my flute and stop practicing. Think for yourself! " ……
It was dark and quiet outside the window, and the soft moonlight sprinkled on the earth, gradually calming my anxious heart. Should I stick to it? In fact, I still like it. I will play it happily when I meet my favorite song. I also want to win the prize, but ... the stars in the sky are blinking, as if laughing at me for being stumped. Think about the flute teacher asking her teacher to tailor a tune for me. My parents will send me to Nantong to learn flute after work on weekends. They support me so much, how can I give up easily? Vaguely, there was a piano sound coming from upstairs. Over and over again, let me accompany my sister who is practicing the piano and overcome difficulties together. There is an effort called persistence, Zhang Yiran, come on!
On the day of the competition, colorful lights on the stage, melodious flute sound, confident me. Under the stage, it is the eyes of approval, warm applause and the teacher's gratified smile.