The joy of success in junior high school high score essay

Success is always sweet, but my first success was sweet with a little bitterness.

The hall of the calligraphy and painting room is full of ink; Smooth marble floor, spotlessly clean. I walked down the hall with a nervous heart. At a glance, I saw that the four walls were full of painting scrolls, and I carefully looked at each calligraphy and painting, all of which were the essence of the book garden and the splendid embroidery of the painting world.

Here, I am a tender hand. I thought to myself and glanced at the people in the hall. Several old gentlemen were holding a few words and studying them, and another group of people gathered around to see what to do, and from time to time they talked about tasting and commenting.

"Good!" There was a roar of applause from the crowd, and I couldn't help but squeeze into the crowd, and saw a teenager hanging his wrist and waving, and was dropping the money, and then, a large seal of yin and yang was stamped with the end of the paper. On that paper, there were four large lines of cursive characters written "Living Dragon and Live Tiger", and the tiger character was written as wild grass, which was extraordinary, and the last stroke was very dashing.

Some people exclaimed: "In the end, it is the champion of the provincial juvenile calligraphy competition, and it really has strength!" I have always been aggressive, but at this time, the competitive spirit defeated the fear, immediately stepped forward, and said in a loud voice: "I will write one too!" After saying that, he casually took a cooked propaganda from the bookcase, spread it out, and took out the other three treasures from the bag. The people around me are learned, most of them are very well-bred, except for a few people who are "chicks", most of them are smiling and waiting.

I pulled out a brick, which immediately caused a commotion, which my grandfather had given me for more than three hundred. I pulled out my pen and ink again, and everyone gasped -- these are all fine products.

Picking up the pen, my heart suddenly beat like a drum, and the eardrums rang in winter, and I realized that I was still afraid of the stage, but the pen was shaking and shaking and would touch the paper. Worse, if there is any further delay, a black lump will immediately appear on the paper. At this time, I seemed to see the award-winning teenager smiling at me, laughing at his peers as just a chick, fainting on the field. It was too late, it was fast, I gritted my teeth, my heart slammed down, and the paper immediately appeared like a "raw" word. The eardrums no longer ring, and I practiced words as I used to, my heart only waving on the paper with the tip of the pen.

In the blink of an eye, another "dragon" word was written, and the spectators on both sides commented: "His attainments are definitely not under the one just now!" This 'dragon' word is the best, extremely ethereal, very temperamental, and there is a free flow of white verses between the lines!" ...... I listened beautifully, a "living" word jumped on the paper again, and then I heard someone whispering: "It's really alive!" A ripple of happiness after success rippled in my heart, and I felt that my body was suddenly much lighter, and my feet were on the clouds, and I had become a book fairy. I did it! I was finally able to emerge as a book player!

When the heart is racing, the tiger character has written a key stroke, but my heart has not been withdrawn, and the stroke goes down, twists and turns, like a sick man's withered vine. I suddenly woke up, and a sigh of pity from the people next to me came into my ears again: "Unfortunately, the last stroke was the finishing touch, but it became a failure!" Pity, pity!"

With a pen in my hand, I stared blankly at the four big characters on the paper that wanted to fly, and I really didn't know what it was like.

I suddenly felt someone pulling my arm, and when I looked back, it was the award-winning teenager, who smiled and said to me, "Your words are so beautiful, better than me!"

An old man pointed to the tiger character and said to me: "A person will inevitably have failures, but the key is to sum up, is it the reason for the level of play or the psychological reason?" You are still very promising, the calligraphy circle belongs to you in the future, as long as you guard against arrogance and impatience, hope is great!"

The teenager touched me: "Hurry up, although there is a failure, but after all, it is still a superior work, can you give it to me?"

I put down my pen and said firmly, "If you want me to send you a letter, you can write it later, and I will keep this painting forever."

This was my first success, but it was also a failure, I had technical and psychological success, and the most profound feeling was psychological failure. This failure is the bitterness in the sweetness of my success.

I will continue to turn bitterness into sweetness, toward new successes, towards full maturity.