Nothing is impossible！
The peach blossoms near the Weiming lake are blooming just a few days ago.
I have dreamed countless times that when the flowers are blooming, the people who have broken branches by the lake have their own figures. At that time, my mind was as simple and urgent as everyone, but my eyes were more confused and trance than you. That year's senior three.
In my senior year, I almost turned myself into a piece of rusty iron. In class, I sleep, chat, watch comics and eat snacks, and then follow those boys to yell and shout, making the young female teacher angry with tears in her eyes, and then complacent. It's a time that can't be recalled. It looks like a colorful black hole. It looks wonderful and charming, but its ghostly attraction unconsciously pulls you to the abyss. So down, down, and even more sad is clearly know that they are down, in the fall but unable to change. The power of habit is so great that I have no choice but to give up my last struggle and effort. Now think about it, it's just cowardice, it's just laziness!
It's only when you're in pain that you start to reflect on yourself
In fact, at that time, there really should be a person, pointing at the tip of my nose, stabbing me in the back, saying: do you want to break the jar like this, and just want to finish your life like this? Do you know what you are doing, what you want and what your tomorrow will be? But there was no one! Maybe they've given me up.
However, no matter how indifferent people will have their own bottom line, just as the deep valley will have its bottom. Everything is like a slide, all the way unrestrained to laugh down, finally fell heavily below, head broken blood.
Perhaps, only when people are in pain, can they really reflect on which step they have taken wrong. They always have to fall and learn to walk around the road. But this simple truth, I paid a whole year of youth time to really understand. In one year, Madame Curie can discover radium, Einstein can prove the square of E = MC, and a baby can learn to stumble to the embrace of his mother. But this year, I turned myself into a piece of rusty iron. Fortunately, it's not too late.
High two branch, I chose Wen. You can't imagine what a rotten liberal arts class there is in my middle school - three people on the undergraduate line. What's the concept of the three online undergraduate students? When my current college classmates told me that their middle school class, Peking University and Tsinghua University, had gone for dozens of times, I smiled softly. My liberal arts class is a liberal arts class with three students online. What's more ironic is that all three of them are re-entry students. I was in everyone's helpless or meaningless eyes, resolutely put my name on the liberal arts application form. It was the best I've ever written in my life.
I just suddenly woke up and felt that my life could not be like that. After the event, many people asked me what happened. Maybe they wanted to hear a legendary story of prodigal son turning back here. The only explanation I could think of at that time was this: I just felt that I should not live like that in my whole life.
But I underestimated the impact of the past year. The first monthly test, I took the 12th grade. Maybe it's a poor result, but conscience and reason are enough to remind me that it's a liberal arts class with three students online.
If you can't leave everyone far behind, what's the difference between 12 and 120? I still remember the girl who took the first test. It's an unknown girl. She is thin and small, with thick black rimmed glasses. Her figure on the desk is often bent. And this impression comes from the fact that all people can only see her figure lying on the table forever. She has always been the first in her class to come and the last to leave.
I have always held a kind of inexplicable rejection and resistance to that kind of students. I always thought that what's remarkable about you is that you should study hard. If I studied hard like you, I would have been the first in the city. In fact, I still despised her until the exam results came out.
Then I had the most important class meeting in my life. I don't know how to thank my head teacher, because if it wasn't for her seat, I wouldn't be anywhere now. At the class meeting, she said: "this achievement is very illustrative. Those who should have done well have done well. " Then she glanced at me, and I understood her subtext, that is to say, in her opinion, I belonged to the group of people who had no reason to do well in the exam. It's strange that I didn't blush.
I don't know if it's a long time of depravity that has unconsciously polished the original sensitive self-esteem, or if I still don't agree with her subconsciously. I met her eyes expressively at that time. Her eyes just calmly swept over me, and then continued: "I know that some people think they are very smart and talented. They look down on those students who study hard and hard, and always think that it's a congenital defect that they are clumsy. But I want to say, you are just cowardly! You don't dare to try, because you are afraid that you can't compete with them even if you work hard. You dare not try, just because there is the risk of failure, and you can not even bear this risk, because, in your heart, you are not sure, you are just cowardly... ".
I can't remember what she said later. I admit that I was completely in the dark at that time because of her words. "You are just cowardly...". At that time, the feeling was that Thunderclap shocked the whole person, echoing back and forth in my mind, there was only one sentence: "you are just cowardly." She is right.
The shock of the sudden awakening is indescribable in language, and I don't want to express it in words. You can only imagine through the results, and only through the results. I wrote it in my diary that night. Try it. I don't want to force anything, I just want to try to see if it will work if I study hard for a month.
At that time, I didn't dare to promise myself any results, and I couldn't afford to. I just have an idea and try. Then came the most dramatic month of my life. The reason why it's dramatic is that it's just like it's hard to imagine that Tang monk is no longer wordy, Wukong is no longer aggressive and Bajie is no longer greedy. I can't believe that the person who has been studying from 6:00 a.m. to 10:30 p.m. since he doesn't move to sit in his seat after class can be myself.
Changing habits is not easy
In fact, it's not that simple. It's not that simple. When I went to do it bit by bit, I found that it was too hard to change the habit that had been formed in a few days, and too hard to create a dazzling miracle in a month. As the saying goes, "the heart is like a horse in the plain, easy to put but hard to put." how easy is it to put back the heart that has been used to the wild? Often sitting can not help sitting, the heart began to blundering, eyes also began to drift away, several times almost to give up.
Just, in that most dangerous edge sloshing when I always press a pressure, tell myself, can not help when, again. In fact, there is only one sentence: when I can't help it, I can't help it. I admit that I am a very proud person in my heart. I just don't believe that if I work hard, I can't do anything. I just don't believe that there is anything impossible in the world. I believe that
Then, I ushered in the long-awaited mid-term examination. It's really the most special exam in my life, because it's related to my future direction and road choice. It's too risky. How can I settle down?
You must have guessed the result of the examination. I did make everyone really tongue tied once. Yes, I got the first place in the exam and the first place in the city. You can never imagine how important that result is to me. When I knew the result, I was unusually calm, just silently said to myself: remember, there is nothing impossible in the world. Nothing is impossible.
In fact, there is no way to explain all the methods. There is only one word: hard work.
I have never changed that attitude or approach. I stick to my method, and my name's position on the report card, until the last exam before the college entrance examination. But the real challenge has not yet begun. Even if I can firmly occupy the first place, even if I can drop the second place by dozens of points every time, I know that Peking University is still too far away from me, even in my dream. All the teachers firmly believe that I will be the best liberal arts student ever in the school. In their concept, the best liberal arts student means that you can go up the mountain. If you are lucky, you can reach out and even reach the threshold of Fudan or even the people's Congress.
——And I, as long as Peking University!
In the second semester of senior three, we moved into the newly built teaching building. On the day of relocation, there was a lot of noise in the corridor, and the sound of dragging tables and pulling benches could not be heard in the corridor. I jumped over the window without saying a word and stepped on the big platform outside the window frame on the second floor. Opposite is the playground. The snow is not melting. The air is wet and cold. The bare branches are straight to the sky. The snow sun cool through eyelashes sprinkled in the eyes, eyes quietly looking at the far sky, I said a word, only said a word: "wait, I want you to witness a miracle." I know that there is nothing impossible in the world. Nothing is impossible.
I never know how much pressure can bring people's potential to that point. I am a very restless person, but at that time, I was very patient and steady, steadfast as an old ox. In fact, I have faced the brink of collapse countless times. I have recited five high school history books over and over six times. When you recite a book six times, you know how it feels. Tears are falling on my back. I almost can't recite it. I'm going to throw away the book.
Just, when I can't help it, I can't help it. Persistence is indeed the greatest quality in the world. At that time, my only way to rest was to stand in the corridor and look at the sky in the distance. Later, I found a line of big red letters on the opposite building wall, which was used by the school to motivate students. I'm not sure. But it was that sentence that accompanied me through the last days of senior three - the power of will, the power that determines success or failure. I use all my experience and experience to practice and prove this sentence: the power of will is the power that determines success or failure.
The roaring wind rolled the yellow sand all over the sky. In that northern spring, our hair was messy and our skin was rough. As the ruling party in the United States, the alternation of silence and noise is regular