At first, writing was a serious illness for me. Why am I sick? That's because I never realized the importance of reading and writing before. In the third grade, I ushered in the first "notice of critical illness" in my life. I vaguely remember the Chinese teacher standing on the podium and assigning homework, at a loss. I tried my best to make up an impressive composition. I still remember being excited and nervous when I received my composition. I am afraid that the teacher will mark my homework as' unqualified' and carefully open the composition book. What I saw were three bright red characters' unqualified'. I am like a scholar who has experienced burning books and burying Confucianism, humble and silently moving forward. For a whole year, I didn't get high marks in my composition. No matter how flowery words I use, I will eventually be criticized as moaning without illness. Looking at the picture, I racked my brains on my desk to spell words. The length is very short and the content is as plain as water. This is a scene that I have staged dozens of times in school. At that time, I often felt that writing was a boring thing, and I often suffered for it. I can't write and I don't want to write.
Confused, I began to realize how to write a composition. Writing is not seeing a fallen flower, but homesickness and sadness, but seeing the essence through phenomena. Feelings are not piled up by various rhetorical devices. Without real feelings, no matter how rich the language is, it looks dry and mediocre.
One day, after reading Borges' works, I really realized that the works written by the master were so shocking, mysterious and elegant, but as short and stinging as a dagger. As Hemingway said: Writing is to write short articles and long articles. I suddenly wanted to be a great writer, so I started writing.
In the early days when I tried to write, I often felt sorry that I didn't have Marquez's mind. I hope the inspiration of those excellent writers is mine. But after I failed again and again in Taskmaster's language, I always let the article self-defeating. I gradually had an epiphany. Writing is the pursuit of freedom and the search and discovery of one's inner world. Writing is not going with the flow. Writing is sailing against the current. I began to love writing.
At this point, the charm of writing is unreservedly displayed in front of me, not talent, not talent, but love. Love life and writing. Deep love is a gift.