In failure, we should learn to summarize, learn not to shed tears, and learn to walk through every bit of life with strength. Below are 10 essays on "I Learned to Be Strong" that I compiled. You are welcome to read, share and learn from them. I hope it will be helpful to everyone.
I Learned to Be Strong Composition 1
I have loved crying since I was a child, and I accidentally learned a sentence from a great man, the main idea of ??which is: Everyone's life is like a blank sheet of paper at the beginning. What you draw on it is what your life will be. From then on, whenever I felt wronged, I would take a piece of white paper and keep writing the word "strong" on it, silently hoping that one day I would be able to truly become strong.
It is not easy to be strong. Although my "habit" has persisted for two years, my bad habit of crying has not changed at all. But being strong is so far away from me.
Once I was wronged again and walked into the bedroom with tears in my eyes. The attentive father noticed something was wrong with me, came over, picked up a piece of paper and put it in front of me. The paper was not empty. There was a tall and straight tree and a bright flower painted on it. Under the raging wind, although a few leaves were blown off by the strong wind, the big tree was still so tall and tall. The flowers bloom under the scorching sun in winter, giving people a sense of beauty. Dad told me, look at this big tree, although the strong wind is raging, it has not been blown down, but stands there silently, like a mountain. Flowers blooming against the white snow are not showing off. If flowers bloom in spring, who will appreciate them? Flowers are not afraid of wind and snow. This is called strength. The uncle stood there firmly, this is strength. Being strong means not crying over small things. Being strong means silently bearing all the pressure.
Looking at my serious father, I, who was usually ignorant, felt for the first time how strong I was. From then on, I no longer complain about everything, no longer cry over trivial things, and no longer feel cowardly. Now I want to thank my father for his careful teachings to me. Without my father's encouragement, I would not have been able to get out of the shadows, and I would not have been able to see the bright sunshine again.
I have learned to be strong! Although I am still weak at the moment, I firmly believe that as long as I work hard, my dreams will come true one day. Later I realized that the flowers my father painted were plum blossoms. This plum blossom is the most famous flower in China. The flowers next to them usually bloom when spring is warm, but it is different. The more wind and snow pressure, the more energetic and delicate the flowers bloom. Dad borrowed plum blossoms and told me: A Chinese, no matter what the situation, must have the nature of plum blossoms...
I learned to be strong Essay 2
This morning, I went to the table tennis hall again and practiced forehand attack today. Haha! This is my strong point. As I went to get the ball, I thought to myself: Haha! Let them open their eyes this time and see how powerful my Dada Superman is!
I leaned forward. Go first. I only heard the sweet sound of "ping ping ping pong" in my ears. With this regular rhythm, I felt so happy in my heart. The wind blew under my feet, and my head and body swayed with it. This move of mine is comparable to that of Olympic champion Ma Lin...I may be the future Olympic champion and table tennis star. At that time, I...suddenly heard a "bang" sound, and the ball was knocked away by me. Oops! Regardless, my mother always says that I am nervous, mentally weak, and unmanly! Hey! My mother simply underestimates me! There are still opportunities.
I waited calmly, nonchalantly and confidently for the next attack. "Yu Xiaoke, Liu Shuwei..." Soon it was my turn again. As a result, I knocked the ball away again before I played a round. An unspeakable feeling of loss and inferiority suddenly surrounded me. I didn’t need to look to understand that the coach’s reproachful and distrustful eyes were staring at me, and the students’ expressions of pride and sympathy... suddenly there was another feeling that came from the bottom of my heart. Angry and violent, "I'm flying again, I'm flying again! No! I want to fight for the first place! I want to fight for the first place!" "Bang" I hit the wall head first, "Ah! Even you bullied me I..." At this moment, I really want to send this wall to the West, where it can travel for free for countless days! How are those classmates so good? They should be born with it. What a genius!
I am just an ordinary mortal. But yesterday I defeated those two easily! But when I left yesterday, they were still practicing... When I came today, they were already here. Oh! I understand, no genius is born! Genius = 1% inspiration + 99% perspiration! While watching the golfers practice, I also thought about it and started practicing underneath. What I need is not sympathy and pity! It's calmness and hard work! I secretly cheer for myself! Be strong! Work hard! Ma Lin, Zhang Yining... have also failed, failed miserably! But now they succeeded, rely on What! Be strong! Calm down! Work hard! Next, although there were still balls flying out, the good news is that I also hit a lot of beautiful shots! I heard the cheers of the coach and classmates! I am more confident!
Being strong makes me grow, I learned to be strong!
I learned to be strong Essay 3
I have experienced many difficulties, but I am never afraid.
Because I know how will success come if we don’t overcome difficulties! Only those who persevere will move towards the road to success.
When I was a child, I was often bullied because I didn’t know what being strong or being brave was at that time. I thought I had gone through ups and downs and was strong, but in fact I was not at all. Maybe I need others to help, comfort, and encourage me. This is what made me realize that I am not as strong and brave as I thought. Maybe I really need others to rely on, like a little flower leaning against a big tree without any help. Carefree.
In my mind, every time someone bullied me when I was a child, I could only hide in the corner and cry silently, afraid to tell my mother and father for fear that they would worry. Later I discovered that every time I cried to release my inner feelings, my mother could always hug me and give me strong support! I could wipe away my tears with strength. Every time this happens, my strength grows step by step. I find more and more that my endurance is improving, and my inner strength is getting stronger and stronger.
At that moment, I learned to be strong. At that moment, I understood: "Without strength, there is no courage to overcome difficulties. Without strength, there is no motivation to succeed!
I Learned to Be Strong Composition 4
Little White Butterfly, are you okay?
I have never been strong. I always give up and cry when I encounter difficulties. But after meeting you, I changed.
It was raining heavily, and I was walking in the rain holding an umbrella. The decline in my grades made me extremely distressed, but I was crying. I saw a small white creature - a small white butterfly. Its wings were wet from the rain, and it flew swaying, but it still flew hard. I was stunned for a moment. , can’t help but laugh at it: In the indifferent nature, how dare you, a little white butterfly, to compete with nature? Give up your meaningless struggle earlier! But this humble little white butterfly just works tirelessly It flapped its wings.
Suddenly, a big raindrop fell from the tree and hit it hard. I thought to myself: It’s time to give up. ?But the little white butterfly did not stop struggling. It first pulled its wings out of the water, and then its body. It flapped its wings quickly, and just when it was about to take off, another big raindrop hit its thin body. Knocked it to the ground again. Tears overflowed from its eyes. Wasn't it me at this moment? But I was wrong. Although the little white butterfly was knocked down by the rain, it never stopped struggling. There is still hope in its heart, and it always stands up again and again, hoping to fly out of there. After enduring countless "blows" from raindrops, the little white butterfly stands up from the ground again. This time, it does not wait for itself. Whether its wings can fly or not, no matter how difficult and risky it is in the rain, as soon as its belly is retracted and its legs are stretched, its "scarred" wings will fly with it into the rain. In the rain, it is trapped. It was so dizzy that it was almost knocked to the ground several times, but it flapped its wings vigorously every time to prevent the rain from knocking it down, because it understood that once it fell, it would be more difficult to fly. < /p>
Looking at the little white butterfly gradually disappearing in the rain, I was shocked: Who would have thought that such a weak little white butterfly could be so strong!
It is all like this Be strong, what about me? I asked myself. Yes! I should also become strong, right?
I wiped away my tears and smiled, but the dark clouds in my heart were gone. No more!
Thank you! Little White Butterfly! You taught me to be strong!
I learned to be strong essay 5
I am constantly growing, and also I learned more. I was a weak little girl and have become a strong and brave girl now. Time really makes people change as I grow up.
When I first stepped into the gate of middle school, I faced this world that I knew nothing about. It takes a while to really get used to it. The study life in middle school is really stressful. I can't keep up with the pace of learning of teachers and classmates. I kept telling myself this was normal. This may be the case when you first enter middle school. However, I failed again and again, and fell down again and again, which made me lose confidence. Like a little turtle, I began to shrink into my own shell. Sometimes, I would hide in the corner and cry secretly.
Looking at the study and life of the students is so simple and comfortable, and then look at my dejected face. I seemed to be standing in darkness and they were standing in light. These are two completely different worlds. In the light, the sun shines down, full of life. In the darkness, it can only be accompanied by the faint moonlight and starlight.
Return home and face the steaming food on the dinner table. I still have no appetite. I often have nightmares when I sleep at night. In the end, I finally couldn't stand this painful, joyless life anymore. I decided that I had to step out of the shadows and face the rising sun tomorrow.
I began to muster up the courage to confide my suffering to my father. While talking, I cried so painfully. I feel that my own difficulties are so great.
My father kindly told me later that when people are alive, they will encounter many difficulties, and they should not lose themselves and their joy because they cannot overcome them. You should try to solve it and be strong.
It was also during that conversation that I walked through the darkness again and saw the dawn sun. I was so excited. The next life will be so joyful, simple and comfortable. I like this feeling, this carefree and sunny feeling. Maybe that's what I expected.
The next morning, I became a strong girl. I'm happy about that. I recall the painful feeling that I complained about so many times. I think being strong is actually not that difficult.
Growing up, I learned to be strong. Now, this new me feels that my study and life in middle school are so exciting and colorful
Growth makes me strong and allows me to see the colorful light again.
I Learned to Be Strong Composition 6
Who do you think of when you are lonely? Do you want to find someone to accompany you? The gentle melody is as fragile as the human heart, seeming to reveal all the weaknesses of human nature.
Finally on vacation, I looked up at the sky, it was still so blue. I made a plan to go home, and the first thing I wanted to do was go to my alma mater. But when I actually stepped into "Shanjiao Middle School," I felt like a stone had been pressed down on me, and I couldn't lift it up. I can no longer see our happy time on the familiar playground. The man guarding the gate still smiled at me, feeling very sad. I walked into the teaching building along my original path, trying to remember it in my mind. I happily walked towards our '92 class'. But when I went over, I found out that he had become the Finance Department. I sat in the health area of ??our class and looked at everything around me, but my classmates had already gone their separate ways, and we were no longer together. I cried, and two lines of crystal tears fell from the corners of my eyes. No one can understand how I feel at this moment. The students passing by were confused and didn’t understand why I was sitting here crying, and of course, I didn’t want them to understand either. Because, in the past, I was still in the "flowering years", but today I am a weeping wild rose. I am very helpless in this matter. I have no one to talk to, so I can only comfort myself with melancholy. "The most beautiful thing is a drunkenness, the most regretful missed fragrance, tenderness for whom, and who for this moment, once lost, it is difficult to get it back." I understood everything and became more mature, but it was too late. I wiped away my tears and rushed to the campus gate. I closed my eyes and didn't want anyone to see me at this time. What I was thinking at this time was, 'Let everything blow away with the wind. I have to be strong, I must be strong, I can do it.' The inner shock forced me to be strong. Because the sky is still so blue and the air is still so fresh, I want to change the status quo and forget that beautiful memory.
Learn to be strong, be a person who is confident in life, forget the past and grasp the present, life still has to go on, I am still very young, and the road is still long. I can't be depressed because of this, I have to stay strong. Because, I firmly believe that 'the sun always comes after the storm'.
My life will be colorful, my life will be happy, and my future will be brilliant. Life will not be easy, but I will face all hardships with strength and never give up until I succeed.
Learn to be strong and let eternity sleep in your heart...
I learned to be strong Essay 7
Whenever I see others riding bicycles from me easily As I drove by, I felt a sense of envy and even some jealousy.
On Saturday afternoon, at my begging, my father agreed to teach me how to ride a bicycle and said to me: "Learning to ride a bicycle is difficult. Will you cry because of the pain of falling?" Where's the fee?" I said: "No, I won't do it halfway, I must learn to ride a bicycle well." "Okay, if you have the guts, let's start learning now!" After that, he started teaching me. Dad first demonstrated how to ride in a circle, and then asked me to hold the faucet and slide slowly. Then he asked me to get on the car, and he supported me from behind. I usually see others riding bicycles so easily, but it is difficult to learn it myself. I followed my father's example, holding the lead tightly, looking straight ahead, flexing and extending my legs slowly, and the wheels drew circles on the ground. At this time, my whole body and mind were devoted to riding the bicycle, listening to the rhythmic sound of the chain rotation. Dad said from behind me: "Dani, you are riding pretty well. You have almost learned the lesson." When I turned my head, I realized that I was already riding alone, and it was almost a lap. Why didn't I notice? ?Suddenly, a kind of tension spread throughout my body. "Huh?" I fell to the ground along with my car. My father hurriedly helped me up, rubbed the painful place where I fell, and said to me: "It's nothing. How can you learn to ride a bicycle without falling? It's a good thing if you fall! You can't learn if you don't fall!" "Wrestling is a good thing. ?" I couldn't understand it.
I got up, mustered up the courage, and stepped on the car again. This time, I was extra careful. I was riding a bicycle, and my father was trotting behind me. I rode faster and faster, leaving all the houses and trees behind. My father could hardly catch up. The more I rode, the more comfortable I became. I couldn't help but feel proud. "Pop!" I fell again. I fell down, ah, my knees were bleeding, and the flesh was still "embedded" with broken sand. I was about to cry, but I was tortured again.
Thinking of what I promised my father, I bit my lip and felt weak all over.
Dad caught up with me and asked me with his unique love and care: "Is it okay?" My tears burst out, and I quickly wiped them away and said, "It doesn't matter, I wasn't hurt!" I jumped on the car again and headed towards the car. Ride home!
I learned to ride a bicycle and also learned to be strong!
I learned to be strong Essay 8
Being strong is the foundation of life. And today I really realized what it means to be strong. It was this group activity that deeply touched me.
This morning was the school’s Winter Sports Meet, and the students were all excited. As for me, of course. Although I only participated in one group competition, I was still confident and gearing up. Always ready to add glory to our class!
As the sound of passionate music rang in our ears, we happily ran to the playground, with the bright sun hanging in the sky and the wind blowing in front of us. Come and enjoy the gentle breeze. What a scene of the Heat rising to the sky! We got ready one after another, and the game finally started...
After a fierce battle, it was finally our class's turn. Xu Wei from our class jumped up excitedly. At first, Xu Wei's double jump was quite stable, but eventually he was exhausted and fell apart. At that time, I was very nervous. If Xu Wei can't continue, we will definitely lose! Just when I thought there was no hope of victory, there was a burst of cheers from the audience. I took a closer look, ah! He held on! He continued to jump. He persisted! How strong he is!
As the skipping rope jumped up and down, it was finally the morning's finale - the tug of war. Do you still remember the group project I participated in? Haha, it was a tug of war.
We came on stage one after another and grabbed the rope. I only heard the referee shouting: "Start"! Maybe it was because of nervousness and the chaotic formation. When we started to exert our strength, the other party exploded instantly. Many people were knocked down. We immediately skated forward, the red belt crossed the line, and they won a round. We can't help but feel a little down. The next game begins. Zhou Tingfang encouraged us to keep up our efforts, and we immediately regained our spirit and became determined to win. The whistle blew, and each of us tried our best, but our opponent was not a fuel-efficient lamp either. He was in a stalemate with us for a long time. My hands were numb! I was about to die. Just when I was about to give up, I remembered the scene of Xu Wei fighting on the field. Didn't he give up? Thinking of this, I immediately exerted all my strength and forgot about the pain. Finally, we won.
This is strength! I think, as long as you have the courage to fight and be strong, nothing will be difficult for you!
I learned to be strong essay 9
Strong , is an integral part of our lives. Without strength, there is no courage to overcome difficulties; without strength, there is no motivation to succeed.
That day, I followed my father to learn skating. Dad first bought two pairs of skates and then took me into the skating pool. Ah, there are so many people in the skating pool! I watched these big brothers and sisters skating happily on the skating rink. Some spin on one foot, like dancing "Four Little Swans"; some open their arms and slide quickly, like a roc spreading its wings; some are still gliding in waves, like a flat boat on the sea. They each have their own unique skills, I really envy them!
So, I asked my father to teach me quickly. Dad said patiently: "First spread your feet into a figure-eight shape, and then slide forward step by step. With me here, you don't have to worry about slipping." After listening to Dad's words, I couldn't wait to start sliding. However, as soon as he took two steps, he fell over and fell to the ground, unable to move like a turtle on the beach. I touched my sore buttocks, which were like cabbages beaten by frost. At this time, my father's meaningful words came to my ears: "Don't be discouraged, learn to be strong. Failure is the mother of success!" After listening to his words, I took courage and slid forward.
Hard work pays off, I can finally escape, and I can escape very fast. Just when I was getting carried away, suddenly there was a slope in front of me. I was so frightened that it was too late to brake, but I couldn't just leave it to fate, right? My father's strong words encouraged me again. I controlled my body, soared into the air, spun around in a circle and landed smoothly. Suddenly, there was a burst of applause on the field. I looked at my dad proudly, he was giving me a thumbs up and praising me!
At that moment, I learned to be strong. At that moment, I realized: without strength, there is no courage to overcome difficulties; without strength, there is no motivation to succeed.
I Learned to Be Strong Essay 10
The journey of the soul is like a lonely boat, experiencing ups and downs. However, there will always be people who learn to understand and tolerate... What I will never forget is that I finally learned to be strong. That time, I wanted to learn to write, but I couldn't write well no matter what I did. Then, I panicked: What should I do? Should I give up? At this time, my mother said to me sincerely: "As long as you are strong-willed and perseverant, you can succeed." In order to succeed, you should keep writing." After listening to my mother's words, I was filled with emotions, so I continued to write until I achieved my goal. In the end, I wrote better and better. This time, I understood what it means to be strong-willed and never give up.
But, does this mean I have learned to be strong? Another time, I failed in an exam and failed to achieve my ideal goal, so I wanted to give up and stop studying.
I have been sad for a long time and in a very low mood, but I don’t know where I got the strength to walk down this path. I finally understood: Strength is learned through hardships and setbacks. This time, I really learned to be strong.
Looking back, what my mother taught me made sense, but why didn’t I cheer up when I encountered setbacks when I learned to be strong and never give up? I thought about it again and again, and suddenly I felt You have to understand strength by yourself, maybe I didn’t fully understand it at that time! From now on, I will no longer be sad, I will only encourage myself to cheer up. I learned that under difficult conditions and in adversity, one must be strong-willed. Only with a strong will can you move towards your ideal goal, learn lessons from failure, and achieve success.
After these two ups and downs, I really never gave up on anything again. Because I think we should take everything seriously, try our best to do it, cheer up if we fail, and go on with strength. The road to the top of the mountain also requires one's own strength to walk on it. It doesn't matter if you fall, get up and continue to move towards success. This is strength.
I will never forget my mother’s words, and I will never forget that setback that taught me to be strong and brave to move towards success and the future.
I finally learned to be strong.
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