The Taste of Failure Composition 1 In life, we will have the joy of success and the loss of failure. In that tug-of-war, I tasted failure.
That day, we were excited all morning. In the afternoon, we skipped all the way to Gezhi Middle School.
When we came to the playground, we were all rubbing hands. I want to take it all at once.
The two sides stood in their respective venues, picked up the rope and leaned back, waiting for the whistle to sound. I saw the teacher whistle and let go of his hand from the rope. The game has already started. Both sides did their best and were deadlocked. Our opponent is too strong this time! It suddenly occurred to me. At this moment, the goddess of victory seems to point her wand at our opponent "Ban (1)". The first game, we lost.
In order to continue the game, we must win the game. Everyone's hearts seem to be connected. After changing venues, our fighting spirit is higher. Finally, we won the game.
The decisive game is coming. At this moment, it suddenly got dark, as if it was going to rain. Seeing this weather, I can't help thinking: will this be a precursor to our failure? Bah! Crow mouth, how could you come up with such an idea! This should be a harbinger of class one's defeat! ..... A whistle pulled me out of that paranoia. I began to cheer for our class desperately again.
After a period of stalemate between the two sides, our class seems to have the upper hand. After a while, a classmate behind slipped. But he had forgotten the pain and immediately got up and continued to pull out. Somehow, the students in our class seemed to know nothing, so they were dragged by Class One.
At the class meeting the next day, all the touching stories I didn't know were moved out. My tears can't stop flowing downwards. This is the tears of failure, but also the tears left by moving.
Failure doesn't mean that you will never succeed. I believe that success will come after tasting failure!
The taste of failed composition 2 I always thought that "you will get a reward if you pay", but that time I suffered the loss of believing this sentence.
At some time in the sixth grade of primary school, I remember some programs similar to "Dictation Contest" on TV. As soon as this program is broadcast, it can be said that people all over the country attach great importance to Chinese characters and our school is also very fashionable. We will also hold such a competition, with ten students in each class. Because I didn't sign up voluntarily, the teacher booked everyone. A week before the contest, ten of us began to prepare, and we wrote the words in the book in class, that is, we kept writing! Write! Write! As I wrote, I thought, "Oh, I have worked so hard, and how to find God will make me win the prize!" " Anyway, pay will be rewarded. I will write and read more. "
How time flies. Finally, on the day of the game, I sat confidently on the playing field. After a while, the teacher will count the number of people and start. Of course, it is different from TV, that is, normal dictation. The first few sentences are very simple, which makes me more confident to win the prize. But the good times didn't last long, and the last few words became less and less impressive, and even I felt as if I had never heard them. At that time, my heart turned sunny to cloudy. I still don't believe that I will lose so badly. I still try to think and think. Finally, I gave up.
After the game, I felt that I had been hit hard and that those inspirational quotes were all lies. However, when I calm down and think about it, it seems that I am just "giving" with my hands and mouth, and my brain and heart are not there at all. If you don't put your heart and soul into it, let alone give it all. Since I didn't do my best, why did you come back to me with good grades? I didn't win the lottery that time. I failed, but I didn't completely lose it. At least I learned to reflect. I still believe that "what I have paid will be rewarded".
The Taste of Failure Composition 3 On the road of our growth, there will always be sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, as well as failure, success and excitement ... But this time, I have tasted the bitter, sweet and salty taste of failure.
Today, the teacher talked about the truth that "eggs float on the water". But I didn't listen carefully in class, only heard the beginning and end of what the teacher said. Although I didn't understand it, I was curious and decided to go home and have a try.
After preparing the materials, let's start the experiment!
First, take out a cup filled with water prepared in advance, and then put the egg down gently. Suddenly, the egg slowly sank to the bottom of the sea like a sleeping beauty. Then, sprinkle a few spoonfuls of salt on the water, and after adding a few spoonfuls of salt, the eggs began to "swim" slowly, but at this moment, "Sleeping Beauty" sank again, and my heart suddenly cooled down, but fortunately, I didn't give up and continued to add a few spoonfuls of salt. At this moment, my heart is like a stone on it, which may fall at any time and my heart is being pulled. But this time, almost to my surprise, the "sleeping beauty" who sank at the bottom of the sea "slept" deeper, and no one could wake up. Hey! My experiment failed!
However, I did not lose heart. I looked up the truth about "eggs floating on water" on the Internet. It turns out that all this is caused by buoyancy: objects with low density will float on objects with high density, while eggs themselves are denser than water, so they will sink to the bottom of the water. But the density of salt water is higher than that of water, and the density increases with the increase of salt content in water. So when the salt in salt water reaches a certain level, the density of salt water will exceed that of eggs, so that eggs will. If the volume of an egg immersed in a liquid is constant, the greater the density of the liquid, the greater the buoyancy of the egg. When buoyancy is greater than or equal to gravity, the resultant force of eggs will be upward.
"Failure is the mother of success" has always inspired me. I believe that as long as I learn from this failure, I will succeed next time!
My hobby is calligraphy, and my specialty is calligraphy. I won the first prize in the school calligraphy competition.
Just this semester, the school held another calligraphy competition. Every class chooses people with good handwriting to take part in the competition, and I am one of them. In the expert competition, I won the first prize and the first prize of age.
So, I became a little proud and began to be self-righteous. But after that failure, I was no longer proud, and I understood the importance of enterprising.
The thing is this: A few days ago, jiande city held a painting and calligraphy competition for primary school students, and each school sent a representative. I was chosen to take part in the calligraphy competition. I am full of self-confidence and dedicated to winning glory for the school. During that time, I practiced more frequently. As long as I am free, I practice with my pen. Even in the nap class, I kept writing calluses on my fingers. When the game finally came, I came to the stadium with confidence. When writing, I am very devoted and focused, and there is only one thought in my heart: I must write well. After writing, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the handwriting written by my classmate next to me. Ah, I was shocked and even wondered: was this written by a pupil? Great! Then I saw the handwriting of several other contestants, and it was really better than one. I can't help feeling: "Alas, there are days outside, and there are people outside."
I can imagine the result-failure, but I didn't get nothing. I got something more precious than honor-enterprise. This competition let me see the world, let me really understand the truth that "the strong is stronger than the middle finger" and gave me a motivation to learn. I am grateful for failure!
The taste of failure is bitter. After the failure, we are faced with a fork in the road, which forks into a road: one is to be depressed and dejected after the failure, leading to complete failure; One is to learn lessons after failure, summon up courage to stand up again and move towards success. Just like the students, they are still shouting come on at the last moment of the basketball game! Because we love our class and our teachers!
Today's failure is really unacceptable to us. Each of our classmates will think: What if the joint efforts succeed? Hugs from classmates, cheers from cheerleaders ~ including teachers' happy smiles. But we did lose today. Why? Not only Xiao Qiang, Xiaoqi and other students didn't play well. Another reason is that we haven't tasted failure for too long. Think about it. Freshman, we won Class 7 twice! But it's a little underestimated. We have to think: Class 7 is also very strong, and Class 7 also lost to us, and lost twice in a row! How did they get out? Just strong! Class 7 is so brave today, relying on the efforts of the day after tomorrow. Therefore, students in our class should be strong and don't cry, especially female students. You know, the class teacher is also very sad! There will be opportunities in the future. You can also challenge Class 7. After all, the total score is 2: 1.
You can look at/kloc-class 0/3. Will they feel better after losing two games to us? No, they were brave enough to play the third place with class 10 today! So there is nothing to order!
Hey, I just wrote something to comfort my classmates. When I saw the head teacher's face was heavy, when I saw Xiaoqing's classmates crying for a long time and unwilling to leave, when I saw the monitor sobbing helplessly, when I saw Little Fatty's heart broken … including all my classmates! I learned this when I was bored! Please/Kloc-Class 0/2 shout together. The game was over, but we didn't lose. Remember this sentence: 12 class ~ Come on, 12 class ~ Come on.
What is the taste of failure? There is no doubt that it is bitter and astringent, and it hurts when mixed together.
Out of the classroom, panic, loss and helplessness come to mind. "What should I do?" I keep asking myself. "Xiao Lou elder sister! Be careful. It's going to hit the wall! " Small a said loudly. I suddenly looked up, only to find that it was only a foot away from the wall. Looking back, I pulled the corners of my mouth and smiled at Xiao A. Suddenly, the cold ice spring came to my mind. Walking on the way home, my head is too heavy to lift; Eyelids are like a withered bark, which will fall when the wind blows; The nose is sour. There is a hot thing in my eyes, which accidentally falls down and flows into my mouth. It is bitter and salty. The taste of failure is bitter.
The failure of the exam, like a sword, went deep into it, and the sword reached the bottom of my heart. Failed, yes, I failed again.
Failure is like a giant. I was conquered by it again and again, trampled under its feet and became its slave.
A person, sitting quietly in a chair, facing the wall that is no longer white, has an empty mind and just wants to cry, but his body seems to have no strength, even the strength to cry. The whole body collapsed in a chair, staring at the black spots on the wall in a daze, and accidentally burst into tears again.
The phone is ringing. Take it out of your pocket gently. It's her, Xiao Zhi, my friend, who is six years older than me. She said, "Son, you failed the exam again!" " I think so. Okay, okay, okay. I'm not gloating! You, be quiet! Let you float like that! The little girl tasted the sweetness this time! Good summary! Ask me any questions. I suggest you turn off your cell phone first. "I gently press the power off button, the screen turns black, and the orange-red shell is dark at this time. Tears on my lips are so astringent that I can't open my mouth The taste of failure is bitter. I hope it's just a dream. I haven't woken up yet.
The past has passed, and it will not be repeated, can't be grasped, can't be retained, and won't change.
There is a strange feeling on my face after the tears have dried up. At this point, I have forgotten to cry and laugh, only the taste of failure will be remembered in my heart all my life.
Taste of failed composition 7 "A toad with one mouth, two eyes and four legs plopped into the water …". Everyone is familiar with this song "Counting Toads"! Haha, this is the song I accompanied today.
I participated in the preliminary contest of Yongzhou City in the National Children's Talent Competition. When they arrived at the meeting place, the contestants had surrounded the stage. As can be seen from the clothing: there are Latin dancers; Some dance Indian dance; There are also Dai dances; There are also Peking Opera actors ... At the beginning of the competition, two contestants passed directly, and all the other contestants were to be decided or eliminated. I had no idea, so I quickly found a place with few people to practice soft opening and dancing. Soon, it will be my turn to go on stage. I was so nervous that I sweated, got up the courage to introduce myself, and then showed my talents. Jumping and jumping, I feel that my smile is stiff and my movements are not in place. Halfway through the dance, the judges stopped. I bowed to the judges and walked off the stage in frustration.
On the way home, I thought: Why not let me finish dancing? The fun is yet to come, and many skills have not been done yet! I shed tears when I think about it. After asking the reason, the mother said earnestly, "Son, you should face failure bravely." The good dancers who passed the dance at the beginning attracted the judges to continue watching. Just like writing a composition, a good beginning will make readers shine. Not only did they dance well at the beginning, but their expressions and movements were also in place in the later performances. You know, the real meaning of the competition is not to win the prize, but to find the gap between yourself and others from the competition and make clear the direction of future efforts. "I bowed my head embarrassedly and made a decision secretly. ...
The Taste of Failure Composition 8 Everyone has experienced failure and tried the taste of failure.
Failure, is it a nasty word? That's not true. However, why do people cry, be afraid, be afraid and be at a loss when they see it? ...
"Setbacks in life are inevitable." Who in this world has not experienced failure? What are you afraid of if you fail? With its existence, you still have to live. Why should you be devastated by a failure? In this case, why don't you live a happy life, study hard and take everything seriously. Why should we be afraid of failure? Feeling sad? Is sadness useful? ? Sadness will only bring us more troubles and make us accomplish nothing. If so, let's face all this bravely, stand up bravely and start over. As the saying goes: grief is greater than death in the heart, so face everything!
Although you failed, as long as you stand up bravely, the victory still belongs to you. Failure once does not mean failure forever. Failure is sad, but as long as you know how to go out and how to overcome it with a hundred times confidence, so that it is feared by you, not by you, I believe victory still belongs to you.
Sometimes, failure is also a kind of motivation, a rare motivation. I remember once I failed the math exam. At that time, I always felt helpless and useless, and cried many times. When I got home, I realized how good my parents were to me, and my heart ached at once. I found a few wrinkles on my parents' faces and a few white hairs on my head, which made me heartache and blamed myself at that moment. From then on, I began to study hard and never let my parents down. Later, I calmed down, summed up the last lesson, kept in mind the reasons for these failures and warned myself not to make such mistakes again. After hard work in the second half of the semester, I finally got excellent results in the final exam to repay my parents.
Yes, this time I should thank the failure, let me regain my confidence and overcome all difficulties; It made me realize my own shortcomings; It made me overcome myself again and create myself. ...
The taste of failure has been written for 9 days. It was dark, there was no wind, I felt heavy, and I didn't relax ... On the second day of the second day, at the beginning of the gorgeous flower season, I wanted to leave a good memory, but there was a "local strongman" on the opposite side, which plunged my scholar in this new century into the "eighteen layers of hell" at once, and made me taste all the sour and disgusting in the world of mortals.
"The first exam of Grade Two will be held in the evening," the teacher announced again. Seeing the students nervous, my heart began to "be afraid", which seemed a little gloating, because I "understood" that this quiz was "Zhang Fei eats bean sprouts-a piece of cake" for me. 60 points, very confident, 70 points must have hope, 80 points can make do, 90 points can be buttered up. From this line, perhaps we can see that "this is the smartest person in the world-me"!
The moment of tension, excitement and excitement arrived, and the teacher sent it in black and white. At the moment, I look around, and there are only a few questions I can do, not to mention 90 points. It seems that even its countdown "60" points are hard to get! Anyway, time waits for no one, and watching every minute slip away from my hand, my heart began to beat harder, and my voice may not be so clear even if the surgeon holds a stethoscope. "Ding Lingling ..." A shrill bell rang, and I reluctantly handed in the long-awaited and unfinished test paper.
The days of waiting are long, but this time I am not waiting, but escaping, because I don't want to see myself ruined in Sun Shan and feel depressed and helpless. But the fact is the fact after all, and the paper was sent. ...
The clouds were so dense and low that people could hardly breathe. Tears rolled down their corners of the mouth, feeling salty and astringent. I was angry, but I didn't care about it. I want to cry, shout, say and express my dissatisfaction, but
The sky is getting darker and darker, the heart is getting more and more chaotic, and the taste of failure is heartbreaking, but tomorrow is the beginning of glory.
The taste of a failed composition 10 "Zhou Wen 100, Math 96, English 88 ..." The head teacher was reporting on our exam, and listening to my strong opponent's score, I couldn't help squeezing my hand for a few minutes.
"There are still a few people will quote my score. I don't know if it is very low? " As the teacher's grades dropped, some students were ecstatic. Some students are unwilling to show their faces; There are also students who are fearless. "There will be a will quote my score, how to do? Just do it next time. " I comforted myself in my heart, but my expression was different from what I thought.
"Zhang Siqi Chinese 92 points, math 90 points, English 92 points ..." The head teacher fell down with the last sound, and I haven't recovered yet. "How did you do so badly in the exam? My Chinese should be excellent. Why did I only get 92 points? " I thought to myself.
Suddenly, two little guys popped up in my mind. One is an angel, and the other is, of course, a devil who is incompatible with angels. The little devil said, "Why did you do so badly in the exam?" If you listen to me during the exam and take out the book when the teacher is not paying attention, your total score will increase by more than ten points. "The little angel immediately retorted," If she had really listened to you, her score would have increased by more than ten points, but that's not her real grade. Moreover, if she copied it once and improved it by more than ten points, would she try to copy it again with luck, and there would be a third, fourth or even fifth time? "
My analysis: the little angel is right, I shouldn't copy books. The little devil saw me leaning towards the little angel bit by bit and panicked. He said with his secret weapon, "If your score is improved by more than ten points, you will be very happy. Your parents will naturally be very happy, and the teacher will appreciate you again ... "Listening to one sentence after another, I can't help shouting in my heart:" Enough! What I want is my real grades, not the kind of fake grades I copied. " The little devil had to shut up angrily.
Although I didn't get the ideal result this time, I believe I can achieve my goal as long as I work hard. Come on! Come on! Come on!
Although the taste of failure is uncomfortable, it can arouse your indomitable spirit and let you taste the hard-won sweetness after failure.
The taste of a failed composition 1 1 mom and dad, today, the truth I told you is over! Dad, you are forty years old this year. Mom, you are thirty-five and I am eleven. Time flies. Eleven years have passed in an instant. I changed from a baby to a child. You showed me pictures of my childhood. When you first gave birth to me, I was only as big as a schoolbag. But now, I have become a little giant, not that short, timid and ignorant schoolbag. Thank you and dad for raising you. After eleven years with you, I think my mother is a kind and loving mother, my father is a great and loving father, and I am just a bookworm. In contrast, it is really a world of difference. You have done enough for me, and now I will do it for you. However, there is only one thing I can give you, that is, to eliminate your troubles, but how can I eliminate your troubles? Ha ha! Yes, I tell you, there are three best ways to eliminate parents' troubles.
First, study hard and don't let your parents work hard;
Second, you are in good health and don't let your parents worry;
Third, helping parents do some housework can make parents happy. In this way, it is the best gift for parents. Mom and dad, I mean what I say. I will help you clean the table, mop the floor, wash clothes and so on. I hope I can make you happy and relieved, and I hope I can eliminate your troubles. I don't want you to worry and overwork for me. Thank you, mom and dad. You have made your own contribution, and I will make my own contribution.
The taste of a failed composition 12 Life is a long way. We experienced completely different things in Qian Qian, and we all had different feelings. I only know that success is sweet, but I don't know what failure is like.
Many students said, "The taste of failure is bitter." But how to suffer? How bitter is it? Is your mouth bitter? One question after another followed me. This time, I finally tasted the so-called failure.
Because of this math midterm, I tasted the so-called "bitterness". On the day of the exam, when I handed in my math paper, I was sure that I could get the ideal result, because the math midterm was very simple. Getting full marks is a piece of cake!
After a day or two, the math test paper was handed out and I almost collapsed. Because this test paper simply surprised me. I can't get 90 points. I put the test paper in my schoolbag and don't want to read it. I really don't want to see it. Such a poor grade. Who is to blame for this? That's right!
Blame me, blame me for being careless, blame me for not reading the topic requirements carefully, blame me for not being complacent ... At that time, I remembered a sentence my friend said: "The taste of failure is bitter." Yes, bitter, very bitter. But not in the mouth, but in the heart. It seems that I am in a panic. In fact, this time is also a happy thing. I can't help but know what it is like to fail, and it also gives me a painful lesson, reminding me not to be careless and complacent in the future.
Now I know not only the taste of success, but also the taste of failure. I see, whatever you do, you should concentrate on it.
I think this is the old saying: "Failure is the mother of success".
The taste of a failed composition 13 "You just scored so little. Do you think you are worth my while? "
"What do you think I think? If I can do well in the exam, I want to do well, too. I am bored enough in my own heart, and you are still bothering me here! " In the face of my mother's questioning, I can only answer with a roar.
I have failed countless exams since I was a child. Now it seems that none of that matters. But this time it's different, because this exam is related to the third grade placement. If I fail in the exam, it means that I may fall into an unfathomable quagmire.
However, I still failed in the exam!
Seeing that I was so angry, my mother left without saying a word. I lay in bed, quietly looking at the ceiling, thinking about all kinds of things that happened this year.
From the second day of junior high school, I began to hate going to school. No longer as serious as when I was in the first grade, my grades naturally fell sharply. In addition, after junior high school, I fell in love with playing football and often participated in physical training. Since then, I have embarked on the road of no return. "What you are suffering now is your own doing. Think about it! " I said to myself.
Is that all I can do in my life? Are you doomed to failure? I think, when I first entered junior high school, I still felt that the third grade was so far away from me, and it was the third grade in a blink of an eye. How fast! Three years is coming to an end, and I have done nothing!
"Then why don't you work harder in the rest of the time? There is still one year to cherish! " I remembered what the teacher said to me before the class was divided. Yes, failure tastes bad, but you can't give up. Never give up until the end!
Thinking of this, I picked up the book again.
The Taste of Failure Composition 14 "Failure is the mother of success." This is a famous saying that I began to learn when I was a child. Some people say that as long as a person has failed, he will succeed next time, but I think success is not easy.
Once, I did an experiment at home. I want to put the water in the cup, cover it with a board, and then turn the cup upside down so that the water won't come out. When I started this experiment, I took a glass and filled it with water. Then I covered it with the prepared small wooden board and turned it upside down with confidence. I only heard the sound of "Hua La" and all the water in the cup spilled on the ground. Although I failed, I didn't lose heart. I did it again. At this time, I replaced the small board with a plastic board, thinking: If I turn it over, the water will flow downwards. It's just sticking a plastic plate on the glass mouth. Don't you get it? I did what was in my head at once. I held my breath and turned it upside down. As a result, the water flowed out again. "What experiment, cheating." My cousin is making fun of me. After listening to this, I have no idea. Because I failed, I failed many times. When I walked into the room, I finally couldn't help crying. I suddenly feel useless. I tried many times, but it didn't work, and my cousin made fun of me. I'm beginning to know what it's like to fail. The most painful thing to do is not to gain (fail). And I have done it many times without success. Not only that, but I will also be teased by others behind my back. Sometimes I find that I really can't accept failure, because sometimes I let go.
Many ideas to do one thing, or do one thing, in the end there is nothing.
In my eyes, failure and victory are really worlds apart, as if one is in the sky and the other is on the ground. It is really worlds apart. There is no comparability. Successful people will leave a good impression when they do things, while unsuccessful people will soon be forgotten by others. This is the difference between them. I wonder if your thoughts are the same as mine?
That failure gave me a taste of failure, even pain, and I will keep this taste in my "taste". Taste it forever.
I often wonder: What's the difference between success and failure? What does success look like, and failure? My mind is like "a hundred thousand whys", and there are many questions. Finally, in a new competition, my question opened my feeling like a key.
This is a dance competition, which is divided into preliminary, semi-final and final. The first round was the preliminary round, and I passed easily and tasted a sense of accomplishment. After entering the semi-finals, I felt a certain degree of difficulty, because the strong players gathered slowly. They are either short or taller than me. In their eyes, I'm like a little ant, aren't I? But it's no big deal But I'm happy too early. In the first game of the final, I was brushed and announced that I was waiting for the game. I tasted defeat and saw their beautiful figures on the court. Tears welled up in my eyes and I sobbed and told myself: I will succeed next time!
Because of this failure, I strengthened the practice of basic dance skills and mastered various essentials. I look forward to the next time.
As the saying goes, "failure is the mother of success". With a serious attitude towards failure, success is not far away. Faced with another chance, I easily entered the final stage, surpassing many big brothers and sisters. I'm a little carried away and intoxicated. The "envious" eyes of my big brothers and sisters made my proud heart come back. Looking at their eyes, I can't help telling myself that although I succeeded this time, it also means that I need to continue to work hard.
In the process of growing up, there are many sweet and sour tastes, and your knowledge depends on whether you have tasted them carefully. These smells are our growing experiences and memories when we grow up.
I have tried to be down and out, failed and proud of success, and I will seek the direction of success in failure. Come on!