The original text of the poem suffering and glory

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Maybe I will involuntarily fall into despair, but I will not give up hope; Maybe you should pull your face down.

Retreat, but I won't give up; Maybe I will experience fear involuntarily, but I will not give up facing it.

. I know that suffering is the glory of life. The most glorious years will not shine in the future.

Life is just a day when you are unknown and face suffering alone.

When the oath turns into nothing, when the effort turns into nothingness, when the sweat turns into tears, are you still willing?

Continue? Bright red numbers, contemptuous eyes, disappointed sighs. This is all ordinary schools.

Life will encounter scenery, but mine is more desperate. All efforts have turned into nothingness.

It seems that no matter how hard you try, the ugly duckling will not become a white swan after all. tears

Mixed with sobs, I blocked myself in the darkness and didn't want to listen or leave.

Look, stubbornly build a heart wall, bite your teeth and charge again and again, again and again.

Failure, ridicule, ridicule is endless, and once again failed to live up to parents' expectations. probably

Some people will say that starting over, failure is the mother of success. But how many springs can there be in life,

How much youth can be squandered and how much energy can see through the true meaning of friendship?

How much time do you have to repay your parents? Suffering, a paradise of disappointment, a land of hope.

Prison, sometimes even with no end in sight.

In today's information explosion, the stories around us have also become utilitarian, loving money and getting rich.

Generation, nouveau riche ... it seems that success is as many as the stars in the sky, and it is one of all things.

Everything seems too simple and easy to get, but you know that suffering is accompanied by a person's life.

Suffering will never make people leave easily. A person's life will not be brilliant, but he will experience a lifetime of hardships.

I really fantasized about my success. I really long for the fruits of victory. I really want to.

You want to live a luxurious life, but if you want to wear a crown, you must bear it. Time is like the Tao.

When pottery overflows, success is only its spray in an instant, and it is more calm.

The undercurrent is turbulent, and only the strong can keep moving forward. I want to be strong and strong-willed.

But what capital do I have to face the fear of not knowing the way?

Suffering, yes, suffering. Ordinary me only suffering, this inevitable unlucky day.

Make. Whether I like it or not, she is always by my side. She knocked me out of the clouds and made me

Feeling disappointed makes me struggle in loneliness and let me abandon that ridiculous conceit. be

Ah, I have been sad, I have suffered, I have hesitated, I have wandered, and I know I am not very talented.

Good student, I also know that I am just an ordinary person, so

I believe even more that my ordinary present will sharpen my mind and make me more sober.

The way to go. But you are just a student, you can't resist fate, you have no ability.

. Yes, I can't resist it, but so what, suffering, the angel of doom, she told me.

I realized my own shortcomings, urged me to correct them, and pushed me into the future step by step. I can't change it.

This world, I can only change myself. Suffering is a sharp weapon to hone people and drain their potential.

Urge people to move forward bravely. As the French writer Balzac said, "Frustration is like

A stone is a stumbling block to the weak, making you hesitate; For the strong

Talking is a stepping stone to make you stand higher. "

The glory created by suffering falls on ordinary people every day, infiltrating countless times.

Sad and painful, but it is so fascinating. I am not a success, but I have been making progress.