Chapter one: I struggled in my youth. I have heard people say that if you want to succeed in everything, you must pay the price-struggle. Yes, youth is a road of constant struggle and struggle. The road to youth after hard work is shining without regrets.
I worked hard once in my ordinary study career, and that effort made me understand the true meaning of hard work.
On a sunny afternoon, we had a math midterm exam. It was also that day that I anxiously greeted the "Man Jiang Hong" paper. When I failed in the exam, faced with the doubts of my classmates and the incomprehension of my teachers and parents, all I could do was to stay alone in the hut and reflect silently: Why is my math score so terrible every time? Hey, Math, why do you hurt me every time?
After careful consideration, I made up my mind and decided to change this situation with practical actions. Give math a "devil training".
Started a new life towards the goal of "perfect score in mathematics": get up at 5: 30 in the morning and make up math.
When you encounter problems that can't be solved, you will always scratch your head. Hey, who made you insensitive to math? No choice but to stubbornly ask the "master" in the class. Sometimes, I am really exhausted by a math problem! In every dark night, I look at the math problem in front of me wearily and want to give up countless times, but I know I can't give up. There is no shortcut to learn math well, only do more and practice different types of problems. Since you can't compete with others, you have to work hard a hundred times. Every time I think about this, my fatigue disappears, and my pen regains its strength and begins to brush and write again.
When students have a rest at noon, I always wear thick myopia glasses, holding information in my left hand and reading it quickly on the toilet paper in my right hand. Sweat soaked my hair, but I didn't know it. Really carried forward the spirit of "hanging beam on the head and stabbing strands on the cone"! When I learned the point of "forgetting to eat and sleep", my friend asked me, "Is it really worthwhile to do such boring math problems in my spare time?" I smiled and didn't answer him. In fact, my heart has always been clear: I don't pay, I don't fight, who will reap?
Many things happen. In this final exam, my math scores finally soared. The moment I got the test paper, it seemed as if I had won the treasure, and the joy in my heart could not be described in words. So I got some praise from my teacher and special respect for my classmates. But I'm afraid only I know the bitterness behind this brilliant achievement.
The sunshine outside the window is as bright as that afternoon, and now I am very comfortable in solving math problems. But I still can't forget that struggle, let me understand that after hard work, there will be a brilliant life like a star. And youth is constant struggle!
Chapter 2: There are struggles in my youth, so that youth can shine in the struggle.
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Youth, its true meaning is to struggle bravely. Even if the struggle is faced with failure, I will not burst into tears. On the contrary, I will be very happy, because my youth has struggled, and I have no regrets!
I remember when I was in the fifth grade, the school held a sports meeting. The teacher said happily, "this is a sports meeting to temper everyone's will." Everyone must sign up enthusiastically. " So everyone actively signed up. The teacher called the roll and found that I didn't sign up, so she asked me to look for her after school. When I came to the office, the teacher saw me coming, so she put down the homework she was correcting and said to me earnestly, "Why don't you take part in the sports meeting?" I whispered, "I'm not good at sports, and I'm afraid I'll be late." The teacher listened and said, "It is because of poor physical education that you want to take part in this sports meeting. You should learn to be strong ... "Hearing this sentence, I feel a little strange. How can I be strong in sports meeting? But in the end, I agreed to take part in the sports meeting and the 800-meter race.
The sports meeting was held as scheduled. On that day, all the teachers and students gathered on the playground, and the scene became bigger and bigger. At first, I was a little scared, afraid that I would run last, make a fool of myself, and the idea of shrinking came out, but when I saw the teacher next to me looking at me confidently, I got up the courage and prepared to fight hard. As soon as the gunfire rang, the students flew off the runway like arrows. I came last. This lasted two laps, and there were two laps to finish, but I was so tired that I wanted to stop and walk for a while. But when I think of the teacher's words and her expectations, I cheer myself up: how can I give up? Giving up is an extremely cowardly act. I can't give up. Even if I came last, I would be honored because I worked hard. Unconsciously, I suddenly felt a force supporting me, so I gritted my teeth and ran to the finish line. ...
In the lounge, I sat in a chair to rest, and the teacher came over and said, "Are you all right?" I shook my head hard and said, "Nothing." The teacher smiled and said, "Your performance today was excellent, and you persisted until the end. I am proud of you! " "I smiled happily.
Yes, youth needs struggle, and we need perseverance. As long as you struggle, you will understand the true meaning of youth. Let's break through the obstacles and realize our ideals.
Describe the beautiful blueprint of youth with your efforts, and let youth shine in your efforts!
Chapter 3: In my youth, there is a rudder to struggle for youth and the other side of my dream. -inscription
What is struggle?
Struggle, as the name implies, is to do something as best as possible in order to achieve a goal. Youth is a good time for us to struggle with sweat. Rong Guotuan said, "How many times can there be in life? When will you fight if you don't fight at this time? "
What are we fighting for?
Work hard, work hard. However, why should we struggle in our youth? Now, in order to get more knowledge and experience, we love to fight hard. For a bright future, in order to gain a foothold in a highly competitive city, we have to fight hard; In order to accompany our growing dreams and fetters, we must work hard; For the bright future of our motherland, we have the responsibility to fight hard.
Persevere and work hard.
In life, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles you encounter, you can't give up easily. You should face the difficulties with a smile, stand up again after falling, learn lessons and sum up experience. God has given you many temptations, but he won't let you get them easily. Just like cats like to eat fish, but cats can't swim; Fish like to eat earthworms, but they can't go ashore. If you want to achieve it, you must make unremitting efforts. Life is like dandelion, seemingly free, but often involuntarily. Efforts may not be successful, and no efforts will not be successful. The result is not important, what matters is that you have tried your best and worked hard.
Strive to pave the way for success.
How high we can climb depends not on our bodies, but on our will. The strong are braver when frustrated, and the weak are more injured when defeated. Beethoven, a great composer, was unable to go to school because of his poor family when he was a child. After suffering from typhoid fever and smallpox at the age of 17, lung disease and arthritis followed. At the age of 26, I was unfortunately deaf and my love was frustrated. In this situation, Beethoven vowed to "hold the fate by the throat". In the tenacious struggle with fate, his will prevailed. In his career of music creation, the fire of his life grew stronger and stronger. In the face of difficulties, we should, like Beethoven, meet challenges and be braver when frustrated. Many difficulties and troubles we encountered in the process of growing up are actually gifts from God. Although they can torture and test people, they can educate and exercise people and benefit them for life.
Don't be arrogant when you win, be indomitable when you fail, and be a wise man who works hard.
Failure is the mother of success, and victory or defeat is a common occurrence in military strategists. When we advance on the road of youth, we will encounter many traps and stumbling blocks. We may find a stumbling block on the road and cross it easily, or we may stumble over a stone because of carelessness. In fact, the key lies in how you face the next road: cross that stumbling block, please don't be proud. You know, there are still many traps waiting for you to see through and solve on the unknown road; Please don't be discouraged when you stumble over that stumbling block. Failure is nothing. Believe that you will succeed and stick to the road behind.
Accompany peers and fight for your dreams.
The fire of youth is burning, the sunshine of youth is spreading unscrupulously, the birds of youth are singing loudly, and the road of youth is ahead! Struggle is the lock on the door, the definition of solving difficult problems, the umbrella in the storm, the medicine in the disease and the comfort in the pain. Let's face the difficulties with our efforts and dreams, persevere, be confident and upward, follow the pace of peers, listen to teachers' instructions, remember the reasons for failure, gather the joy of success, walk hand in hand, embark on this road of youth and write a hymn of life!
Chapter four: There is a hard-working youth in my youth, which seems like a fleeting time. The hour hand and minute hand on the clock race against time, and time passes in this minute. Although the road to youth is not as beautiful as imagined, as long as you work hard, you will not regret it when you look back.
Youth is like a wind chime hanging at the door. The breeze blew and tinkled, awakening my heart.
There are tall exercises on the desk, and I do them page by page. The topic seems to be getting more and more difficult. The more I want to speed up the progress, the more I feel that these exercises are iron-hearted to me. Their weird and tricky faces became more and more weird, and I was a little helpless for a while. Those problems seem to laugh at me and look down on me. I stared at them coldly, and suddenly a fire broke out in my heart. My indomitable youthful fighting spirit suddenly turned to generation, my brain was spinning rapidly and my pen was not lazy. After some struggle, the satisfactory answer finally appeared in my pen. I smiled and took this page of exercises aside, and the breeze blew, and my irritability disappeared without a trace. In the midsummer afternoon, the golden glory of the sun is scattered all over the earth, listening to the cicadas on the trees and smelling the elegant fragrance of the grass. The air is filled with rich floral fragrance, and when I wave my hand, the haze in my heart disappears.
Youth is like a sweet note, running with me all the way to the direction of hope.
In physical education class, in order to exercise and enhance immunity, the whole class ran together. It's not fast, but it's tiring. I am a chubby person. After a few laps, my legs were like lead, and I couldn't lift them. What flashed through my mind was the idea of giving up, but when I saw my classmates running past me in high spirits, another voice in my heart shouted, "Come on, work hard, persevere and beat yourself, and victory is waiting for you ahead." Looking at the oval playground, overlooking the crowd in the audience in the distance, surrounded by chaotic chatter, I wiped the sweat on my face, clenched the switch and rushed forward. The moment I crossed the finish line, I didn't know whether it was sweat or tears on my face.
Youth is like a beautiful and colorful flute. The melodious flute is blowing my dream to come true as soon as possible.
On the day of participating in the speech contest, I was a little nervous despite the company and encouragement of my parents, teachers and classmates. It's my turn to go on stage. I swept the stage. Countless pairs of expectant eyes make me feel so warm. For a moment, it seems that I am the only one in this stadium, forgetting my nervousness and anxiety, and I have only one thought in my heart: never give up on myself, never let teachers, parents and classmates down. At the end of the speech, applause rang out from the audience. I know I beat myself again, and I succeeded! The sweat on my forehead fell to the ground quietly. I don't know how it broke into several pieces, and instantly melted into the soil. The smile on my face was so brilliant. Maybe this is what youth looks like.
Youth has no return ticket, every day is live broadcast, and there is no chance to come back. Only if you have worked hard, struggled and worked hard can you be qualified to say to yourself: I have no regrets about my youth!
Chapter 5: There are struggles in youth, laughter, tears and ups and downs on the road to youth. No matter whether the road of youth is smooth or muddy, as long as we work hard, everything is expected.
There is a struggle on the road to youth.
It was a rainy night, and in the bright classroom, boys and girls immersed in review made this restless night even more tense. This is a competitive arena. There are many experts, many talents, outstanding people and strong gunpowder. Coupled with the depressing weather, I'm a little breathless. There will be a mid-term exam tomorrow. Textbooks and review materials are all over my mind, and I am a little anxious. Look at the partners around you, some are thinking hard, some are burying their heads in their backs, and some are burying their heads in writing. The sweat on their faces has seeped out and hit the books, leaving spots of water marks. I calmed down and tried to remember the answers in the book. "Tick-tock, tick-tock ..." The review time is in the hands of the watch, and it flashes by in the heartbeat. Let's fight for the upcoming mid-term exam! If you struggle, fate will never treat you badly. We will win, be ready to go, and struggle, which will give us the best return. Struggle, on the road of youth.
There is a struggle on the road to youth.
In the examination room, people from all walks of life clenched their pens and answered questions nervously. In the silent examination room, I can only hear the rustling sound of writing and heartbeat. A war without smoke has started, and no one dares to underestimate the enemy ... this is the scene of the mid-term exam, and it is also a scene that I will never forget. Heartbeat, between static and dynamic. Time seems to stand still in the answer. I do my papers carefully and dare not be careless. As time goes by, I struggle with sweat and heartbeat. No matter how you do in the exam, whether you win or lose, it is the best reward for yourself and your youth. Struggle makes us strong, inspires us, gives us courage, and makes the footsteps of youth never stop. Dreams, waving on the road of struggle. Struggle, on the road of youth.
The road to youth has persistence.
"Come on, come on ..." With the chorus of students, the contestants rushed to the finish line. I ran on the runway, watching my opponents pass by one by one, and my blood rushed to my mind. Victory is becoming more and more elusive, so far away. I gritted my teeth, persisted, persisted, and rushed forward with all my strength. Sweat drifted with the wind and splashed on the golden runway, shining brightly. At this moment, time stands still under the strong wind and scorching sun. The finish line is close at hand! I persisted and sprinted, and my opponent fell far behind. At the moment I crossed the finish line, I threw myself to the ground ... persistence gave me hope. As long as we persist, all difficulties will be trampled under our feet. It composed the most beautiful youth movement with indomitable will. Persistence, on the road of youth.
On the road of youth, there is struggle, struggle and persistence. Youth is a vast sea, left for ships to fight the wind and waves; Youth is an endless grassland, allowing horses to gallop freely; Youth is a vast sky, left for eagles to fly high. Youth is an indelible symbol of life, and efforts have been made to set a bright pearl for youth, which shines in the passage of time.
Chapter 6: There is a drawing board for struggling for youth in my youth. The struggling pigment was knocked over and painted with colorful colors.
The sun half-squinted and woke up from the horizon, and several birdsongs echoed in the sky. The world just woke up.
At five in the morning, my father pulled me out of bed and ran with me. The empty playground and the seconds I don't like are very eye-catching. I was awakened by my sports achievements, standing at the starting point, and it was difficult to weigh in my heart for a while. Hesitation is due to inner laziness, and weak muscles are shaking. Should I fight for a better self? Of course! I stepped onto the runway. Tired with the splashing dust, I was trampled under my feet, leaving only a brighter smile every time.
Struggle is the driving force on the road to youth.
The blazing temperature embeds every inch of concave-convex texture, which makes the sole feel anxious when stepping on it.
On the playground, fierce fighting is in full swing. The roaring sleeves are waving colorful flags, and the green clothes are like the wings of butterflies, leading me to fly. When running, it seems that you can ignore the scorching sun that stings your skin. At the end of the game, the frequency of flying wings suddenly accelerated, and physical fatigue could not stop the pace of progress. If there is a drum, it will bang in the chest. Although not the first, I finally broke through myself. I won. I looked up and smiled at my classmate Zhan Yan.
Struggle is the progress on the road of youth.
The praise earned by sweat has become the label of my diligence, but no one has witnessed my running at sunrise and sunset. I will prove that I have turned into a butterfly and changed quietly.
Countless efforts have accumulated into today. As soon as the whistle sounded, it rushed out like an arrow. At first, my heart was excited, and then all the roaring cells gradually subsided. After a lap. I am more inclined to retreat when I have doubts in my heart. However, the applause of classmates and the encouragement of my father poured into my heart, which smoothed the inner waves, ignored the sweat, endured the pain in my calf, and with every pain in my heart, innocently dissipated in the wind. Lips and teeth seem to be chewing something repeatedly; In my heart, there seems to be something to break free from the shackles: fighting!
Struggle is an achievement on the road to youth.
Only hard work after setbacks and countless times of biting your teeth will bring you the medal on your chest. It reflects bright light in the sun, which will illuminate the distant road and the footsteps of youth. Only hard-working soil can produce the most brilliant flowers and decorate the big garden of life. One day in the future, I can not regret the sweat I paid today and get my own harvest.
Why are you afraid of setbacks and setbacks Because there is no struggle, no youth!
Chapter 7: Youth has a struggle. The sun shone on the face and sweat spilled on the fields. We will perform a colorful youth drama like fireworks. On the road of youth, we will walk with Sun and Moon and work together as partners.
Struggle is like that long-awaited tug-of-war, which ends without results. "Just a little! One, two! " With the shouts getting louder and louder, we entered the climax of the game. I saw the first classmate's face flushed, like a little tiger, his hands like a pair of iron tongs, clutching the hemp rope tightly, rushing forward and dragging it back desperately. Finally, the classmate wrapped the last rope around his waist. As the whistle in the middle of the hemp rope moves left and right, the two sides are glued and the game enters a white-hot stage. The more fierce the cry seems to break through the sky and "run" ten miles away ... The teacher waved his arms, shouted and cheered! Hearing the whistle, we left with regret.
Although we lost the game, as the saying goes, "the struggling youth has no regrets"!
Struggling like that sweaty queuing game. "aim forward!" Under the command of the Sports Commission, we walked forward like a "small step", with our arms half extended until we kept half an arm's distance from our classmates in front, and then we let go of the swish. The corners of the mouth rose slightly, and our eyes revealed our unique law-abiding confidence. We started running. We dressed neatly, kept pace and shouted loudly. After a lap, I won praise and applause from others.
As the saying goes, "Only struggle can win", we struggled in this game, we won, and we are worthy of our youth!
Struggle is like an 800-meter race beyond yourself. Looking at my classmates in front of the runway, I looked back at my classmates behind me and looked up at the sky ... This afternoon, we took part in the 800-meter race. The moment we stood on the runway, I looked around at my classmates and saw that they were all "rubbing their hands". I also try my best to control my anxiety and excitement-because I know that the 800 meters I am about to face is my limit. As soon as the teacher whistled, we started running. Maybe it's too conceited. I started a step slower than others: the classmate who ran in front showed a bright smile on his face, and the classmate who ran behind had given up! And my heart is also struggling, how many times I want to give up, how many times I want to "enough, I can't stick to the first anyway"; However, how many times have I said, "Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer, and we will soon reach the finish line ..." I echoed in my heart ... I approached 100 m, 80 m, 50 m, 10 m ... and I smiled at the last two or three steps, even though I was not the first one.
Although I didn't win the first place in this 800-meter race, as the saying goes, "the result of hard work is not necessarily success, but the process of enjoying hard work is happy." Yes, I enjoyed the process of hard work and finally gained happiness!
"Struggle", there is success on the road of struggling youth; I have failed, no matter what the result, I enjoy the process of struggle; I want to fight for my own color and the color of struggle on this road of struggle!
Chapter 8: Youth has a struggle. Youth is full of poetry and painting, and it exudes a strong fragrance and affection. Youth is full of youth, infinite vitality, beauty and self-confidence. Strive hard on the road of youth, never stop and never give up. ...
Under the carved window, I paved a quality painting. I am immersed in a world full of ink and wash, whether it is smart, fresh and elegant, or vigorous and straight. I want to be a great calligrapher, which is my unshakable dream since I was a child.
In midsummer, the sun does not hesitate to sprinkle sunshine on the earth, and bitter sweat streaks across the face and drops on yellow rice paper. Raise your head, look at the sun, your heart is full of dissatisfaction, lower your head, dry your sweat, and dance with your pen and ink.
A game arrived as scheduled, and I walked into the stadium with confidence, flowing freely. At the end of the article, I was still unfinished. Walk out of the stadium proudly, with arrogance.
However, I lost. Hope is broken at this moment, as fleeting as soap bubbles. I don't understand. I'm down and out. I don't understand how much hard sweat is worth When laughter dies in silence, when self-confidence turns into loss, when I walk into my dream, am I still firm and persistent?
After several worries and combing the depressed heart, I can't resist the lingering melancholy, but looking up at the starry sky is doubly bleak. An inexplicable pain hit my heart, and the cold breath of the night wind quietly dispersed my dull and chaotic thoughts.
Looking forward to the end of the night, gently cover your cold face and cheeks with trembling hands, and muddy tears wet the old memories between your fingers. ...
My mother's words made me wake up: "The graceful scenery of life is in ups and downs, and between the peaks and turns, the wonderful life is at the end of its tether." An extraordinary life is a reborn, a butterfly. " Every word is engraved in the soul.
Tagore once said: Only through hellish tempering can we cultivate the power to create heaven, and only through bloody fingers can we pop up the swan song of the world! There are storms and thorns on the road of youth. As long as we struggle and struggle, we will sharpen the brilliance of life in the hard years!
I picked up the brush left in the corner, brushed the dust off it, watched the flowers fall into the world, and idled the clouds, trying to sublimate a different kind of interest between the lines with a modest and weak heart.
No matter how beautiful the flowers are, they will be twisted into sad memories by the hands of years. And young youth, after all, is just a stream of no return, disappearing in the desert of time. However, the pace of youth will not stop because of difficulties, and the melody of youth will not be blocked because of wind and rain. Even if the flowers fade, you can still meet the beauty of youth.
Raise a corner of youth, set sail, fly your dreams, work hard and never give up!
Chapter 9: There is struggling youth in my youth, and this word has no direction.
Some people say that the road to youth needs faith, others say that the road to youth needs self-confidence, and others say that the road to youth needs strength, and I think the road to youth needs more efforts.
In the process of struggle, we must have a goal, and the goal is to live a down-to-earth life. If you don't have a clear goal in life, it's like a kite that has broken its thread and doesn't know where it has gone. But the goal should not be too ambitious, the goal should be difficult and challenging, and at the same time, it should not be "out of reach", otherwise it will leave a laughing stock.
If you have a goal, you should be desperate to achieve it. Some people always complain that you are tired. As my teacher said, if you don't succeed, you are not qualified to be tired. Some people say that you are too tired and want to give up, but I want to say: It's the second semester of Senior Two, isn't it halfway? Not worth it. There are also many people who learn to play when they see others playing, which is wrong, just like: people are free to study, others are good at reading, and those who can really do this are not far from success.
In the process of struggle, we should also persevere. Persistence is like a marathon. Everyone starts from the same starting point. At the beginning, everyone's speed was equal on average. Someone in the middle began to give up and quit. In the end, only a few people persisted. This is why, this is the power of persistence. Only persistence can succeed, and only persistence can reach the other side of the ideal. In short, persistence is the last word, and we are not qualified to give up easily now.
In fact, it is not easy to say that you are bravely advancing, because there will inevitably be difficulties on the way forward, and when you encounter those difficulties, you should boldly confront them. If you don't encounter any difficulties, it actually gives you an experience, just like a song says: no one can succeed casually without experiencing wind and rain. Very good, so, no matter how difficult it is to walk on the road of struggle in the future, we must go on bravely with a smile, as long as we guide: the sunshine is always after the storm, and I believe we can succeed.
On the road of struggling for youth, you have to pay a lot of sweat, because you are only making temporary efforts, and your future life will be good. If you are hiding your strength and always have an idea of being afraid of hardship and fatigue, then I can accurately say: You are not far from failure, no matter how hard it is, you can't have this lazy idea, because your destiny is in your own hands and your youth is gone forever, so you should work hard at this time, not this time, but when. Bai Shoufang regrets studying late. Knowledge can change fate.
Yes, struggle is the most important part of our youth. If this link is completed, life will be meaningful. If it's not done well, it's too late to regret it. But youth has no direction, and no one can control which direction to go. Only we can control it. Only by perseverance and struggle can we coexist peacefully with that job and shape a better tomorrow! Come on, kid! Fight, son! Fight hard, boy!