I still remember an experience in my childhood. Once, I went to play with some childhood friends. When I accidentally walked to an unknown hill, we were driven by unknown curiosity to walk up the hill. Entering this mountain, I thought it was just a man-made hill, but as we got farther and farther away from the entrance of the mountain, I found that we were lost. When we tried to retrace our steps, we found that the direction was wrong. After many attempts, we still haven't found the way to come. At this time, I began to worry in my heart: "If we don't find a way out before dark, we will definitely be trapped here." At this time, the two little girls next to me sobbed in a low voice in fear. Their crying overwhelmed me. I used my quick wits to lead them to put a pebble on the road we had been to. After many twists and turns, we finally walked out of the "devil mountain". Now, I understand that these so-called difficulties are simply paper tigers. When hit by our wit, it will get down.
I think challenging ourselves is not a "difficult problem", but a quadratic equation of one yuan, which can be easily "won" by us.
After experiencing the lost enlightenment, I found that challenging myself is to overcome what I am afraid to do through my own efforts, so as to overcome that "terrible" setback and successfully reach the other side of success.
Another time, I think it was my brother's birthday. My aunt took me and my brother to the park to play. My brother looked at bungee jumping and was speechless. My aunt knew what my brother was thinking when she saw him. "Come on, I'll take you to bungee jumping!" My brother jumped up with joy. I listened, and my heart tightened. "Oh, no, I ... can I not go?" I said in a trembling voice. I didn't want to go at all, but I was scared by my brother's pitiful eyes. "Anyway, today is my brother's birthday. For his happiness, I will throw caution to the wind. " When I stood next to bungee jumping, I didn't feel my hands shaking all the time. But there is no way, I still crustily skin of head and stood up. The moment I stood up, I felt less scared. With the encouragement of my aunt and the refueling of my brother, I completed a series of difficult movements in the air. I finally breathed a sigh of relief after bungee jumping. I don't think I'm weak, I'm still brave!
I think if I sum up every failure as an attempt, I don't feel inferior. I think every success is a kind of luck, and I'm not proud. In this way, smile, play the strings leisurely, face setbacks and accept happiness; To taste loneliness; Immersed in sorrow.
Challenge yourself and surpass yourself!