I like watching colorful butterflies dance, smelling the fragrance of slender grass and listening to the majestic waterfall under the curtain ... I also like a celebrity-Hawking. But I always have a question in my heart: Why are they freer and greater than me?

Turn on the off light

1963, Hawking suffered from a chronic terminal illness. Before his illness, he complained, resented and was negative, but after his illness, he stubbornly "stood up" and began to be optimistic. He faces suffering with an S-shaped smile-since he can't change it, change his mind! Compared with Hawking, the difficulties I encountered were so small and ridiculous-just like a hill meeting a mountain! Why should I complain about life? Hawking can rekindle the lamp of hope in his heart. How can I not? Because of dreams, butterflies dance, because of dreams, grass breaks through the ground, because of dreams, waterfalls run down, because of dreams, life is more exciting!

decline

"The blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold." Suffering is the whetstone of life will. Hawking painfully tapped on the keyboard with three fingers and wrote down. He became a famous theoretical physicist. Life needs suffering. For strong-willed people, suffering is not bitter, but sweet!

I finally understand:

Graceful butterflies come from the pain of breaking cocoons;

The fragrance of grass comes from the hardships when breaking ground;

The magnificence of the waterfall comes from the precipice when running;

Hawking's greatness stems from his efforts! For me, without suffering, there is naturally no sweetness of success. I make up my mind: next time I face setbacks, I will face them optimistically and go forward bravely until the end of victory!

Hawking, the star in my heart ...

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