My hometown is in a ravine. Looking down from the top of the mountain, irregular narrow paths are dotted. I don't like the wide and straight asphalt roads in the city, but I have a special liking for this country road, because it records my childhood.
I remember it was a rainy night, lightning and thunder, and it rained cats and dogs. Everything was chilling. My mother and I came back from my grandmother's house and walked on this muddy path. The path was full of potholes, and my mother and I struggled forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow. My mother is still holding my arm, just like holding a teddy bear that will never stand steady, for fear that I will fall down as soon as I let go. I naively said to my mother, "Mom, you held me when I was a child. When I grow up, I will also hold you and not let you fall. " Mom smiled and said, "You are far from growing up!" "
We were busy talking, but we slipped and fell to the ground at the same time. My mother and I couldn't help laughing. Stand up again, we don't help anyone, and walk slowly in the heavy rain. Carefully, I finally succeeded in crossing this muddy path and let out a long sigh. My mother smiled and said to me, "Well done, son, you can succeed as long as you work hard!" " Overcoming your own difficulties is the happiest thing in your heart, right "I nodded my head.
With the passage of time, I don't know how many various roads I have traveled, but this experience is still engraved in my mind. Yes, isn't that the way of life? At first, your parents hold your hand, but in the end, you will let go. How to go in the future depends on you. I remembered that sentence, only by working hard can we gain something and succeed. So no matter what difficulties or setbacks you encounter, you should face them bravely and go forward bravely. The inspiration from my hometown path has benefited me for life!