Looking back six years ago, I was just a little girl who cried all day. In a blink of an eye, I am already a little girl who can take responsibility. At that time, I was ignorant and green, but now I feel naive but cute.
At that time, the girl who spoiled beside the teacher, lost her handkerchief with her classmates, grew up healthily under the care of her parents, and looked forward to the sun rising again in the morning. Now she is the big sister in the eyes of children.
Nowadays, weekly and monthly exams are becoming my daily routine. Dictionaries and dictionaries, like heavy stones, have become my burden. Books and stacks of reference materials have "fed" my schoolbag. These days, only physical education class and music class can completely release our stress. All kinds of cram schools take up my rest time on weekends, only formulas, English words and compositions. Now pen and book are my inseparable friends.
My favorite cartoon in the past has now become an educational road. Mickey Mouse, my favorite cartoon character in the past, has now become a famous female writer, Grandma Bing Xin. I used to be a girl who could only escape, but now I have become a girl next door who knows how to take responsibility.
I didn't know how relaxed and happy primary school was before! I always complained that the teacher assigned too much homework and managed it strictly, but now I think about how stupid I was. I really want to go back and live these six years again. No matter how you complain, you can't go back
These big and small changes mean that I am growing, and I am growing gradually. Like a flower in spring, it blooms slowly. Although time is slow and hard to find, it is really growing.
One day, I read a report in the newspaper: In Cipoling Primary School in the depths of Funiu Mountain, every student has to walk for more than an hour at noon and eat wild fruits on the mountain. These wild fruits are not important or even insignificant to the children in the city who have never suffered. However, for them, it was a rich lunch. They travel across mountains and rivers just to learn and grow into useful people. They believe that as long as they walk out of the mountains, they can move towards their own future. Therefore, they never gave up and kept going. Seeing this, my eyes are red, and tears can't help pouring out of my eyes. Their brave and persistent beliefs deeply touched me. They endured the injustice of fate from birth. Although they can't choose their own birth, they can try to change their destiny. ...
Yes, what can I do if I don't study hard now? Everything we do is what we should do in this life. Whether it is successful or not, we have at least tried.
Those persistent mountain children have become my motivation. Whenever I want to give up, just think about those children in the mountains, and my confidence will be regained and I will start again. I believe that as long as I go along this road, I will definitely reach my final destination.