It is interesting for us to visit the "Herb Garden" in Anji, Zhejiang. On this day, we came to a place called Crocodile Bridge. Hearing this, I was curious and dragged my mother to the bridge. As soon as I got on the bridge, my heart shook and I couldn't help looking down. Ah! That was the lake, and I knew at once that I was on the suspension bridge. I can't help being scared. My hands are holding my mother's clothes, and my feet are shaking slightly. "Nothing, don't be afraid!" Mother showed a kind smile, and two small dimples like flowers bloomed on her face. My mother's warm smile gave me great courage. I crustily skin of head and walked forward. Suddenly, the newly stabilized bridge began to sway from side to side as if it were enchanted. I grabbed my mother with my left hand and the handrail with my right hand, and my body swayed from side to side with the suspension bridge. I thought, we're dead. We may fall into the river this time. If this bridge collapses, we will be eaten by crocodiles. At this time, fear and trouble flooded into my heart. I feel my blood is flowing backwards, my cells are spreading, my nerves are tense ... I panicked and regretted getting on this ghost bridge. The blood in my chest froze at this moment. I don't know what broke into my heart, and my tears ran out like wild horses. "ah!" I cried and didn't care what others thought.
I desperately grabbed the handrail and looked down. A crocodile was swimming happily under the bridge with its mouth wide open. It suddenly occurred to me: will this crocodile attack the bridge deck? Then, we all fell into the river and were eaten by crocodiles ... thinking, thinking, I closed my eyes. Suddenly, I remembered Defoe's famous saying: "The fear of danger is ten thousand times more terrible than the danger itself." Yes, as long as you get rid of your fear, you can walk there. I tried to take a deep breath, try to open my eyes, loosen my mother's hand and grab the handrail on the bridge. At this time, the sun father-in-law seems to touch me with warm hands, and the birds seem to cheer me up. With the shaking of the bridge, I stepped over my left foot first, then my right foot, trying to keep my balance, thus completing the whole journey and reaching the other side of the bridge. I looked at the sky happily. White clouds make me relaxed and happy, and my heart is sweeter than eating honey. ...
That brave attempt made me understand a truth: only by driving away the fear of danger can I succeed.
A successful attempt
Childhood is like a dream, happy and beautiful. In my childhood, I experienced many ups and downs. Every time I succeed, I try my best. How can you gain without hard work? Yes, it was a successful attempt. I am a teenager. Up to now, I have been able to do some adult things, such as cooking, shopping, taking care of my brothers and sisters, and I have done it without carelessness. This kind of credit is indispensable for this attempt.
Don't joke when you say it. I have been timid since I was a child, and I have to be accompanied by adults in everything. It was not until I was nine years old that I began to try shopping, cooking and sleeping by myself. Once, just as my parents were at work, the nanny went home, leaving only nine-year-old me and four-year-old sister at home. We are worried about dinner, we can't cook too difficult dishes and we can't go against our tastes. When I opened the refrigerator, I saw all the meat and vegetables were neatly put in it, but there was nothing I could cook. Suddenly thought of steaming eggs, busy looking into the egg box. I looked around and didn't see a result. If I look closely, it's not good-every egg is gone. what can I do? I racked my brains and only thought of the only way that didn't work-buying. Some people worry that there are bad people, while others worry that there is not enough money. Get ready, I want to "say goodbye" to my sister and try to go out and buy eggs myself. Alas, I can't help it.
Holding the ten dollars in my hand, I took timid steps and tried to go out shopping for the first time. It was dark all the way, and there was no light. Only in the bright moonlight, I walked out of the alley and finally saw the light, but pedestrians on the road looked at me with fierce eyes, as if I had done something bad. My heart is like fifteen buckets of water-my legs are a little awkward and I have to shake my feet every step. It's usually a short journey, but today it seems very long. I am very worried about myself: "Will I meet bad people when I try to go out shopping for the first time?" Will you meet an unreasonable boss? Will a dog suddenly come out and fight me to the death and chase me half to death? "Think again: you must be brave when you go out to buy things for the first time. Finally, I came to the door of the egg shop, feeling like a rabbit jumping and drumming. I got up my courage and stammered, "I want to buy a catty of eggs." The boss gave me a catty of eggs without hesitation. I took the eggs, paid the money and ran home regardless. This is a relief.
I tried to buy something this time, and I succeeded. I tried to be the master. In the process of growing up, I will definitely remember this attempt and take a brilliant step on the road of life!
That time I tasted success.
In one's life, there are successes and failures. Perhaps failure accounts for 99%, while success only accounts for 1%, so success is valuable and the taste of success is unusual. I have succeeded, and I have tasted success.
When I was a child, I went to learn swimming once. I thought it was easy, but I didn't expect it to be easy. Grandpa jumped into the swimming pool first, and I stood on it and dared not get into the water. Grandpa encouraged me to say, "Don't be afraid, try in the water. You can't learn to swim without going into the water. " . With grandpa's encouragement, I got into the water, but the water just passed my chest and I felt the pressure of the water. It squeezed my stomach and it took a lot of effort to catch my breath. I don't know what to do with my nose. It's hard for me to breathe in. I just gasped with my mouth open, as if to swallow something, which was very uncomfortable. Later, I learned to walk in the water. I thought learning to swim was no big deal. As long as I breathe deeply, my body will float easily. A few more planing and paddling, and I will "sail before sailing". But my legs seem to be filled with lead, so it is difficult to lift them. First of all, learn to hold your breath in the water. My whole head is in the water, and I will take a sip of water if I am not careful. I can hold my breath for about 20 seconds. I think I will continue to work hard and move forward to 30 seconds. Then I began to learn the basic skills of swimming. My hands paddle around from the middle, my feet dance back and forth, and I have to hold my breath. I just fluttered two or three times, and I feel good and a little proud. At this time, I feel my body slowly sinking. So, my heart panicked and my hands and feet were all messed up, and then I took a sip of water, which was really uncomfortable. Later, grandpa helped me, pulled me ashore and said to me, "Your problem is the result of uncoordinated breathing, paddling and kicking." As long as you stick to it, you can succeed. " I am no longer discouraged and firmly believe that "a pestle can also be ground into a needle". I am determined to get into the water again and must learn to swim. I took a deep breath, plunged into the water, and rowed up bit by bit according to my grandpa's instructions. Sure enough, grandpa taught me the essentials very effectively, so I insisted on swimming. At that moment, I tasted success.
Later, when my grandparents saw that I could swim, they all praised my ability, and I began to feel complacent myself. At this time, Grandpa wanted to strike while the iron was hot, so he quickly taught me backstroke and let me learn another swimming method. Of course, I also learned backstroke. I was very happy on the way home, because I tasted success.