I have read many famous quotes, but my favorite one is "Failure is the mother of success." Because I have had such an incident, I have a deep appreciation for this famous saying. There is a feeling.

One day, my mother took me to the ice rink for skating. When I arrived at the skating rink, I saw a lot of people there: old people, young people, and children. They are running so fast on skates, so cool! I don't know how enviable that feeling is. So I couldn't wait to put on my skates and entered the rink. I kicked my feet and started running. With a "ding dong" sound, I dropped my mouth and gnawed on the mud, and mocking laughter came from time to time in my ears. My heart dropped, and the joy I had just felt was gone. But I was not discouraged and decided to catch up with those highly skilled people. So the second round of self-testing began.

This time is different from last time. My legs are like dragging heavy iron chains. I am weak and cannot lift them up. It’s no wonder why I suffered so much last time! Slowly, I walked around two or three times holding on to the railing. I thought I was okay, so I strode away again. However, it backfired and I fell onto my back. In order not to lose my grace, I quickly stood up and continued to sneak away. Hard work paid off. I gradually mastered the skills of skating and could skate happily along with the music easily and freely.

Later, I came to the conclusion of my success from this failure: after many failures, as long as you persevere, learn from failures, and sum up experience, victory will belong to you. Is this conclusion right? Isn't it a true portrayal of "failure is the mother of success"?

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