In '87, I failed the college entrance examination, and on that hot summer day, I carried my luggage and set out on the road to my cousin's house, ready to go to him and learn the carpenter's trade. However, at the station, I was dragged back by my second uncle.
I, an 18-year-old boy, failed the college entrance examination and left me full of confusion about the future. In those days, the gaokao was seen as the only way to change one's fate, and failing to make it meant an uncertain future. I stood at a crossroads in my life and faced a difficult choice.
That day, I carried my worn-out luggage and set out on the road to my cousin's house. My cousin was a carpenter, and he was a man of great skill and integrity. I have seen him use the tools in his hands many times to turn rough wood into beautiful furniture. I thought maybe I could become a carpenter and support myself with my craft.
However, just as I was about to step on the train, my second uncle appeared. He grabbed me and shouted, "You can't go!" I froze and looked at him puzzled. The second uncle said solemnly: "You are a scholar, you can't just give up." ”
I lowered my head and muttered in a low voice: "But I failed the college entrance examination, what else can I do?" The second uncle's eyes widened, and he said in a firm tone: "What is it to be off the list?" You still have dreams, and you have a future. You can't just give up. ”
The words of the second uncle shook my heart. yes, how could I just give up? Did my dreams and hopes for the future be crushed by a failure?
I stood at the station and thought about it for a long time. In the end, I decided to follow my second uncle's advice, go home to repeat my studies, and prepare for the college entrance examination again. I know it's going to be a tough road, but I believe that as long as I don't give up, I can achieve my dream one day.
When I got home, I started my career as a repeater. Every day, I get up early and stay up late and study hard. Whenever I was tired, I would think of my second uncle's words and his expectations of me. That's what keeps me going.
A year later, I took the college entrance examination again. This time, I was admitted to the university of my choice with excellent grades. The moment I got my acceptance letter, I was overwhelmed with emotion. I know that if it weren't for my second uncle's encouragement, I might have given up long ago, and I wouldn't have the joy I have today.
Today, I am an engineer and have a stable life. And the second uncle is also old. Whenever I came home to visit him, he would always smile and say to me, "Look, it was right to let you repeat your studies." I smiled and nodded, my heart full of gratitude.
Recalling the summer of '87, when I failed the college entrance examination, I went to my cousin to learn carpentry with my luggage, and was dragged back by my second uncle at the station, I was full of emotion. It was a turning point in my life and the beginning of what I knew how to persevere. I know that as long as I don't give up, I can achieve my dream one day.
This story tells us that failure is not terrible, but giving up. As long as we persevere, we will be able to achieve our dreams one day. At the same time, we must also learn to be grateful to those who have given us encouragement and help during the low point of our lives, because they are our motivation to move forward.