Running without giving up-dedicated to everyone who runs on the road.

I don't know how you are now. What's the mood? Or high mountains or low valleys, I want to say to you in the distance, no matter what you encounter, please don't give up your running heart easily.

What does running mean? In my opinion, just bite the bullet and never give up even if you are desperate and can't see any hope.

At this moment, a girl flashed in front of me, and her story inspired me like that, in countless days and nights.

Woody Sakura, a poor girl, is sensible and so stubborn. Everything is pleasant, and she is willing to be patient and silent. Others say that the child is really sensible, like an adult. But in the face of life choices, she seems to have changed and never gives in easily. Her family says she is as stubborn as a donkey. She wanted to go to a key high school, but her family disagreed and thought it would cost money. Although her family objected, she still went to school, which surprised her father who once thought she was obedient. After several struggles, she got her wish and entered the city focus.

This is just the beginning of the college entrance examination. ......

In the days before the college entrance examination, she was often too anxious to sleep, and even felt that it was a sin to take time off to sleep. To this end, she often burns the midnight oil in order to have more hope of reaching her dream destination. Even if she spends all her time, including eating and sleeping, on her studies, she is uneasy. After the evening self-study, she often runs in the 400-meter circle, telling herself that no matter what happens, she can't give up her college dream ... I don't know whether it is sweat or tears, which has already flooded her face and soaked her clothes. The lyrics of Sailor were mixed with her gasps, which made her smell the dream. She was so tired that she lay on the soft but somewhat cold playground.

In this way, in the long days and nights that flew by, she kept running like a tireless wild horse.

Until the afternoon before the exam, she fell down, suddenly had a high fever and caught a cold. She didn't feel bad either. She propped herself up and went to the hospital alone. "Son ... I'm sorry, in such a critical year, no one at home ... takes care of you, and now no one can ... accompany you to see a doctor ..." Her father's faltering voice on the other end of the phone made her feel mixed. She choked back her inner tears and calmly comforted her father: "Nothing, your daughter is very strong, you can work with peace of mind ..."

As soon as the voice on the other end of the phone fell, she finally couldn't help it, hiding in a deserted place and crying. I don't know if I'm crying and afraid that I won't pass the college entrance examination tomorrow, and all my efforts will be in vain and fall short. Still crying about unfair fate, always ordering chains at critical moments; Still crying about your inner loneliness and helplessness? ......

While other students were making their last efforts in the classroom, she stayed in the hanging water room all afternoon, covered in cumin. At the moment, her brain seems to be burnt out and in chaos.

The next day, as if nothing had happened, she went to the examination room with other students. After the exam, she was stunned for a long time, and then she didn't talk for a long time. ......

A few days later, when her grades fell into her eyes, her face suddenly changed and she sat down on the ground. Dad shook his head and sighed after reading it. He didn't mention that "selling iron in the pot is also necessary for my daughter to go to school …", as if it were just a joke. I don't know how long it took, but a voice floated to her ear, "Our family has no money, so we can't afford three books, so it's not worth going to college, or you ... don't go to school ..."

She suddenly felt dark, and without saying a word, she retreated to her little room, as if she could not hear any knocking and shouting outside. She didn't eat, drink or talk for a day, so she lay quietly in bed and curled up in a corner, like a frightened baby. When night fell, it was dark and gloomy, as if to swallow her up. At this moment, her eyes were so red and swollen that she could hardly open them. Suddenly, a bright light stung her eyes, and a sharp fruit knife lay on the table and swayed from side to side. She stumbled over, picked up the knife, and then slowly put it down, picked it up, and put it down ... I don't know how many times this cycle. Every time the knife touches her wrist, "Don't be afraid to dry your tears, at least we have a dream …" rings in her mind, and she will be a little hesitant. .....

The light finally broke through the darkness and the dawn gradually came. She took a slow breath and looked at the distant place of her dreams. "She has hope when she is alive," she said to herself silently. She went straight to her father's room. "Dad, I want to answer. I earn my own tuition and won't give you any burden in the future. I want to go to college, I want to choose my own way ... "Her firm tone is undeniable. Dad stared at her for a while, unable to speak at the moment. ......

In order to earn tuition in a limited time, it is a "huge" tuition for her. She bluntly wants to go to the factory with the highest cost. Before going, an aunt advised her, "This factory makes a lot of money, but it's deadly. Working day and night for more than ten hours, it's as hot as roast human flesh, and my ears are deaf ... adults can't hold on. Can you do it alone? Teenage baby, don't talk so loudly ... "She heard it as if she didn't hear it, and the thunder didn't move. One day at two o'clock in the morning, she was so tired that she had a stomachache that she collapsed on the ground and rolled around in pain. Her face is very white, like the face of a dead person, and she has lost a lot of blood. She cried in pain and grabbed the ground ... The next day, she went to work as usual as if nothing had happened.

For nearly three months, she was bitter, tired and helpless. She didn't tell anyone during those days and nights. She was silent, didn't shout bitter, didn't shout tired, and didn't flinch at all. All she has in mind is "tuition". At the moment when she earned the tuition, she cried with joy. I don't know how long it took, but her little dream hand flashed before her eyes again. ......

That day, the sun was shining all over her body, and she dragged her worn-out duffel bag slowly into the high school gate. ......

When I met her, she had graduated from a very good undergraduate school, developed in a promising company, was doing her favorite career, and struggled with a group of like-minded people. Finally, I will wait for the person who likes me, and soon, I will also set up my own small family. .....

She looked at me seriously and firmly and said, "You may wonder why I am so persistent?" University is the only way for me to change my destiny and run towards my dream. I have no choice. If I give up, my life will be another world, and that is the fate I escape ... "

"Everything is worth it! Thank you so much, my running past has kept me on the road of dreams ... "She turned around and smiled indifferently, saying that the dimple treasured everything in the past and turned it into the power of running.

Touched but not sad, the story finally gave up because of running, which made the dream belong. May her in the story inspire you to move forward.

Truth is the most powerful, no matter how frustrated you are in the process of pursuing your dreams, please don't give up when it is difficult!

Remember, hope lies in your "stubbornness" that you are unwilling to give up one after another.