Where you fall, you get up. Everyone is frustrated sometimes, saying that failure is the mother of success, and there must be success if there is failure. So when life hits rock bottom, as long as there is hope in my heart, there will be a radiant day. When you stand up, you can move on. If you can't get up, take a rest and keep climbing.

When my father was young, my grandfather left early, and my father and uncle were brought up by my grandmother. Grandma, like all rural women, just has to take care of two children, which is harder than others. I've been working in my own acre of land all my life, so I can barely live for my two children to go to school, and my family is very bitter. My dad said that he had never eaten meat before all the year round, and he didn't even know what meat was like.

Dad and uncle are only two years apart, and they both go to school together. At that time, the family had no money and had to borrow money from relatives. Later, I was afraid that my relatives would borrow money, so I borrowed it from the village. In this way, the tuition fees of dad and uncle are almost the same. Although I didn't experience it at that time, what my father said was an understatement, but we could feel the hardships at that time from his words. He said that he always brought food from home for a week when he was at school, and then brought it back at the weekend after eating.

When dad failed in the college entrance examination, this bolt from the blue made him feel at a loss. He said that at that time, he didn't even know how he got home. Grandma has worked hard for them all her life. He said that he looked at his house and felt ashamed of life. At that time, the sky collapsed and grandma came back. Dad said he knelt on the ground and cried for a long time and wanted to give up. Grandma has never read a book, and she can't say for sure. She took her father to the field and asked him to drive cattle and plow the fields.

Dad said that at that time, he just wanted to stand on the tiny gravel at the bottom of the valley. When a gust of wind comes, he may not know where it has been blown. If his grandmother didn't help him, he later chose to repeat. At that time, he, like a bloody soldier, rushed forward desperately. Later, my father was admitted to a key university, and later I met my mother in the university. Therefore, when people are at the bottom, as long as there is light in their hearts and they try to climb up, they will definitely get up. Just like my dad, he never gave up hope, and then he kept trying to climb to the top of the mountain, just like watching the sky farther away.