ISIAH CONRAD
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Slender leaves
People, never lost inside, frozen? However, the official line is that the abundant spring will melt the Northland frozen soil in my heart through a firm look and a trembling encouragement, and let a ray of spring pour down the earth, let me find the spring of life. I will work hard for the ideal, in the cold window to study hard for more than ten years. However, after rushing to junior high school, I found that everything around me was in conflict with my expectations. The heavy workload robs me of time to develop special interests instead of endless tutoring and exams. I can no longer as elementary school as the casual application of personal hobbies, physical and mental exhaustion; I stayed up late every night and woke up after finishing my homework last night. My sleep still haunts me, and my eyes are dark against me. My weak limbs seemed to work against me, making me think negatively about giving up my ideals and doing nothing for a lifetime. This feeling left me alone in a pale world, and this restless restlessness caused me to suffer internal injuries. Once upon a time, I would spend a few minutes every weekend evening lying on the couch staring at the TV screen. Until one day, when I was still sad, I heard the melodious music in the TV. When eyes turn to the television, an extremely vivid image comes into view: a young man without arms, playing Beethoven's "Hero" on his toes in the spotlight; Every key he pressed was powerful, like he was fighting fate. At the end of his solo, Wang broke down in tears amid the applause. His name is Li Wei. He sobbed, telling how unfair his life was. He lost his arms to electrocution. He began to grind on the piano. An eight-hour day of practice left him dizzy and with toe cramps, but he persevered. Now, he was standing on this brilliantly lit stage. My vision is blurred. Compared with him, the difficulties I am facing now are just a drop in the ocean. My heart sank a little. Spring! Yes, it is a prelude to spring, a transcendent light of life. How many vicissitudes does Jiangnan spring light contain? It is also when I enter the food that I will cherish it. Spring is blooming in my heart!
By ISIAH CONRAD11 months ago in Confessions