Time flies like an arrow, the sun is like a boat, has 12 years in a twinkling of an eye. This 12 years, we are growing, spiritual, physical, spiritual, and love, is the growth of nutrients.
This is a story. In a life less affluent family, a father, mother and a boy. Boy is first in his class in primary school, grade a few, before when he is about to test, results appeared large landslides. Start because of his father and mother love and support and efforts, but the classmates laughed at, let him to despair. "I'm a fool," he thought. Back in the day of inquiry list, there is his name. Mother for his tears, his father for his white hair, he is aware.
Suddenly one day, lonely attacked him, he missed his father for his topic, mother of the taste of plain boiled water. He regret to back to home, only to find the door open for him, the light remains lit for him, "come back and say it is good, child." The father's voice hoarse. The next day, he went back to school in high spirits, he is the top student, finally admitted to the local best with excellent performance at a high school. Some say, was saved his love. Yes, love is the world's greatest strength, our life need love, especially in growing up. Down need love, success needs love, when we are in love under the moist of growth. Tomorrow, we are unable to predict, but please believe love, believe you sincere love, they will be with us through each intersection, until forever. Growth needs love, let us grow in love.
Pressure nor form nor colour, scratching their invisible, but it is real, and some people often say that pressure! And my tender care because their parents seldom have pressure.
When I was a child I am at home a baby bumps, life was being waited on hand foot, so never had any pressure. This life has maintained to elementary school, the first day of school is going to live on campus, home two days a week. Then his mother said to me: "if you don't study hard will throw you in this, don't you." It was my first time feel the pressure. I looked at her mother, shining with tears far of figure, silently think, good good study, good good study...
Gradually from a young child, I grew up, I rely on the intelligence achievement has been the top, I became ZhongXingPengYue exist, had played a desultory life.
After entering junior high school, grade all the way down, although have innate intelligence, but lack the day after tomorrow to study hard. I also began to slowly decadent, mix one day at a time. I had thought, on the junior high school is not on, well-deserved has been rejected by the parents. I thought for a long time, a final decision, since to learn not to learn, to find their own some of the pressure and variable pressure as the power, the beginning of all from the heart.
Pressure is the power of life, the pressure to make progress in life.