In the blink of an eye, I am already 11 years old. In these 11 years, I have experienced many things. Some of these things made me sad and some made me happy, but the one that impressed me the most was The joy after the first success.
That was when I was nine years old. I was walking home from school and saw many older brothers and older sisters roller skating on the roadside. Their roller skating skills were all very good. They were skating backwards and forwards for a while, and they also changed their tricks from time to time, which dazzled me. I envied them and decided to learn how to do it. As soon as I got home, I asked my parents to buy me roller skates. My parents shook their heads helplessly and agreed. I was very happy.
Early the next morning, I jumped out of bed because my father promised to buy me roller skates today. I looked around but couldn't find my father. I asked my mother where he was. My mother said that he had gone to give us roller skates early in the morning and asked me to wait for him while doing my homework. So, I took out my homework book. Although I was writing homework on the surface, my mind was full of roller skating, so I did very poorly on this homework. After a while, I finished all my homework. I sat on the sofa and waited for my father's "triumph" to return. After half an hour, my father finally came back, and I was immediately happier than seeing God. I jumped up from the sofa to welcome my father to buy roller skates.
I picked up my roller skates and ran to the garden behind my house. I put on my roller skates and started skating. Well, skating is pretty good, I commented to myself. I was so proud that I started to slide up with my eyes closed. When I opened my eyes, ah! There was a big rock in front of me. Before I could turn, I hit the big rock and fell to the ground with a "plop". At this time, a big brother came over on roller skating and said to me in a mocking tone: "Hey, little sister, you learned how to wrestle before you even learned roller skating. How awesome!" After hearing this, I suddenly felt ashamed and really embarrassed. I want to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. I walked home while rubbing my sore butt, thinking: Hey, he was the one who invented this type of sport! It killed me.
When I got home, I threw my roller skates on the ground and sat on the sofa in a daze. After a while, my father saw it and asked me what happened? I didn't say anything but looked at my father in embarrassment. My father seemed to understand everything and said to me sincerely: "Son, my father told you a famous saying, 'How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain? No one can succeed casually.' You You must know that 'failure is the mother of success'!" After hearing this, I regained my lost confidence. I jumped up from the sofa and said to my father, "I know, Dad." So I picked up my roller skates and ran towards the garden.
I put on my shoes and started practicing roller skating. I fell down and got up again, once, twice, three times... The hard work paid off, and I finally learned to roller skate! At that time, I felt that the flowers were smiling at me, the white clouds were waving to me, and the sun was giving me a thumbs up...
Ah! Success feels so good!
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