Growth record // Every "battle" will reap the rewards of growth
Feng Aixia
The middle school son hurried out of the school door, holding a book, the old man swung his arm, a flower bloomed on his face, and jumped to me with a bungee belt, saying happily: "Mom, today the principal called me to the office and asked my name, I was frightened, I thought I had done something wrong." He pointed to the author of an article and said, Is this you? I nodded my head silly, and then he smiled and said, Well written, do you have this magazine? I shook my head, then give it to you, I bowed. When I went out, I found out that it was my article, because in front of my name, there was a school name and a class, so the principal found me and gave me this magazine. ”
No wonder he was so happy, it reminded me of the competition goals I set at the beginning of the year. My son saw the article I had published and said enviously, "I haven't published an article in years." I said in line with the trend: "Let's have a magic pen and flower competition, and the selection will be held at the end of the year." The daughter rushed to say, "I'll be a judge." The husband raised his hand in response, "I'm a sponsor." ”
The son scratched his head, "Then I'm sure I can't beat my mother." My sister encouraged: "When you were in elementary school, you also published several articles in provincial magazines and won many awards. I'll set the standard, fair play, and be fooled. The mother's is - the essay won the provincial award; the younger brother is - publishing articles in the press. Whoever reaches the goal has a big reward. With the encouragement of his sister, the son waved his hand and said proudly from the ancients: "Those who have lofty aspirations can accomplish things, break the cauldron and sink the boat, and the hundred and two Qin Guans will eventually belong to Chu." In order to give my son an example, I also hardened my scalp to charge the big bull: "The bitter heart of the person does not bear the burden, the salary is worthy, and the three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu." ”
With policy objectives in place, implementation is key. It is not easy to win the provincial essay award, and I think amateur writing should also pursue excellence. In the mist of morning light, I read with the fragrance of books in my hand; in the darkness of the night, I sat under the lamp and coded words.
I once said to my son, "There's a literature lecture where my mom wants to recharge, but it takes two days." Before I could finish speaking, my son said sensibly: "Friendship first, competition second, mom you go, I do my homework at home, eat instant noodles on the line." "In order not to live up to my son's expectations of me, I plucked up enough courage to go to other places to listen to the lectures of experts and participate in the collection of styles and essays. Finally, in the bright spring, after layers of competition, it was honored to win the first Youth Outstanding Prose Award sponsored by Qilu Evening News, Shandong Youth Federation and Shandong Prose Literature Association, and a grand award was given in Jinan.
My son was both happy and stressed to see that I had won the grand prize, and quietly took out his famous book to read, and Gorky's "Childhood" deeply touched his heart. He wrote: "Childhood was beautiful, my childhood was happy and joyful, and Gorky's childhood made me sad, sad, and warm. When I closed the book, I couldn't help but leave tears, as if I had become a bird, bravely flying in the wind and rain... "I encouraged my son to boldly write his true feelings, a post-reading feeling of "Birds in the Wind and Rain", published in the "Yellow Sea Morning Journal", he read it and happily clapped with me, and continued to sprint towards the goal.
Only by challenging yourself can you chase your dreams. Dreams don't necessarily come true, but we can divide it into time periods, life is full of beauty, and the key lies in the eye of discovery.
When the ancient city of Juguo in my hometown was opened, I visited and wrote with my son, read and suggested to each other, my poem "Waiting for You, in the Ancient City of Juguo" and my son's essay "Juguo Ancient City, I Came" were published in the magazine at the same time, and there was a scene of excitement at the beginning of my son.
As the year drew to a close, my son and I were pushed to the podium - on the sofa, both put on a big red flower, and in the sound of music, my daughter read aloud: "In 2021, my mother won six provincial-level or above essay awards. The younger brother published three articles, which are... Both exceeded the goal of the Magic Pen Raw Flower Competition and tied for the first place. The "sponsors" knocked on the pots and pans and presented us with great fanfare.
Writer Wang Zengqi said: "Life is like a dream, but what I put into is true feelings." The world loved me first, and I couldn't help but love it. "When we stood at the door of the annual ring again, the big red lantern hung high, and the new year's goal plan rose in the chest again...
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