"There is a road to the mountain of books, a path to the mountains of learning, and hard work is the path to the endless sea of ??learning." This is a sentence that my father often uses to encourage me. It's also my favorite sentence. I remember that it was a math test, and I only scored 85 points. I was very disappointed and scared. I was afraid that when I went back, I would be scolded by my parents, and maybe even beaten! After all, this is a score I shouldn't have. After school, I came home feeling uneasy. After finishing my homework and eating, I still refused to take out the test paper. At this time, my mother spoke: "Hong Hong, how did you do in the math test this time?" After hearing this, I almost spit out the water I just drank.

Which pot should I pick up? I thought to myself.

Slowly walked to the schoolbag, took out the test paper, and handed it to her mother. After my mother read the test paper, the smile on her face disappeared. She frowned and showed a disappointed expression. Then, my mother put down the test paper and said, "Hey, I must have not returned to school properly, and I went to play again." After that, she walked towards the room with heavy steps. At this time, my father also came over, took a look at the examination paper, signed his name on the examination paper, and then went to the study room. My father's silence was more terrifying and creepy than my mother's. The next day, my father gave me a calligraphy painting before I went to school. I opened it and it read: "There are roads in the mountains of books. Diligence is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ??learning." These four characters. I read it again and again, and finally understood what my father meant. So, I began to study diligently. In the second test, I got 100 points.

Another time, my composition was the best in our class and was praised by the teacher. I was so happy that I went home to brag about myself to my father. I thought I would get praise from my father, but unexpectedly, all I got was: "There is a road in the mountains of books, and diligence is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ??learning and hard work." I went back to the room angrily, thought about it again and again, and suddenly understood what my father meant. He wanted me to know: there are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the world, and knowledge is endless. I can't be arrogant, otherwise I will regress. . Since then, I have never been proud again, and I have always had a saying in my heart: "There is a road to the mountain of books, and hard work is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ??learning, and the boat is a boat." Yes, the sky of knowledge is boundless, and we will always be just A little bird cannot be complacent or lazy, otherwise he will never get what he wants. We must be like a dry sponge, constantly absorbing the dew of knowledge.