As the saying goes: "Failure is the mother of success." Yes, this sentence is not false at all. After the last incident, my feelings became deeper. Why is this?

That time, I participated in a calligraphy sprint class at the request of my mother. Although I was very reluctant at that time, thinking that I could win the gold medal without participating in this kind of competition, I wanted to participate in the national calligraphy competition. As a result, I didn't listen to the lectures in class and even talked to my "neighbors". I didn't write the homework assigned by the teacher. Even if I did, I didn't write according to the copybook. The writing didn't look like Yan Ti calligraphy at all, but like " Peng style characters". However, when the teacher asked me to answer a question during class, I answered it correctly. From then on, I became even more proud and only wrote the homework that was due.

The sprint competition began. I passed one level after another. I went from confidence to doubt. I only failed one level. Unless, the eighth level - the last level must be passed, otherwise It has to fail.

The eighth level is called "Read Simplified Chinese and Write Traditional Chinese". This level is the most difficult. I entered the last level with my pounding and uneasy heart. When I saw the words on the blackboard, I was dumbfounded. I secretly complained to myself: If I had written and memorized well, I wouldn't be in this situation today! But what's the use of complaining? There is no regret medicine in the world! I stood there scratching my head and scratching my head, thinking: Oh! My head hurts from thinking about it, and I couldn’t think of a single word. I was really anxious to death. Alas, it’s better to give up. Just when I wanted to give up, a famous saying suddenly flashed into my mind: "Failure is the mother of success!" It seemed to give me a powerful force, so I tried to recall every stroke and every painting by Yan Zhenqing. . Finally, I came up with seven out of ten words, and I was so happy! I didn't get what I wanted. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I thought about the other three words, I couldn't remember what they looked like. They passed me by in the end. I stamped my feet in regret and finally won the bronze medal.

From now on, when I write calligraphy, I must do it with my heart, my eyes, and my hands.

My good friend - "Failure is the mother of success", it has always been with me. When I encounter setbacks, it gives me strength; when I encounter difficulties, it gives me courage; when I feel discouraged, it gives me support. It was like a bright street light lighting up my path to light.