Memories of my mother's 800-word lyric composition on the second day of junior high school.

In a blink of an eye, fourteen years have passed. Every time I see the golden award and brilliant certificate on the wall, I will think of that memory.

When I was in the fourth grade of primary school, the teacher selected several students in the class to participate in the math contest, and I lost 2 points. This is undoubtedly a huge blow to me! The bright sky overhead suddenly became gloomy and seemed to collapse. I feel that life is so heavy that I can't stand it any more. My tears keep falling like a broken pearl chain. When I got home, I poured my mother bitter water: "Why! Why can't I compare with others, mom, I tried! " Although my mother looked sad, she comforted me and said, "Don't lose heart, there will still be opportunities. Cheer up. Crying can't solve the problem. " Nothing in the world is difficult to a willing mind. "This failure just shows that you still need to work hard and strengthen your practice to be competitive! "With his encouragement, I also made up my mind to strengthen training, keep learning and catch up.

One night, my mother took me to the New Jiangxia Bookstore to buy tutoring homework, and put down my homework to accompany me many times at night. My mother is reading the newspaper, and I occasionally look up at my mother. In the bright light, I found wrinkles in my mother's eyes. Staring at her tired eyes, I couldn't help getting wet. "Thank you, Mom, I will study hard to repay your contribution to me!"

For my better grades, my mother specially went to the Children's Palace to enroll me in a class. Accompany me personally every Sunday afternoon, and the wind and rain will not stop. It's a long drive from my home to the Youth Palace, so I need to change two cars. Sometimes, during the rush hour, there are so many people on the bus that I can't breathe. My mother asked me to hold the pole, and she stood behind me to protect me. If there is a seat, my mother will let me sit no matter how tired she is. The car bumped along the way, and under the protection of my mother, I persisted. Staring at my mother's bumpy body, I secretly made up my mind to study hard and achieve something. A year's hard work has finally been affirmed by the teacher. I was elected, and my confidence is back!

Nowadays, whenever I encounter setbacks, I will think of my mother's words of comfort and encouragement. I want to tell myself to face it bravely, pursue it persistently and make unremitting efforts! Mom, thank you! It was your appeasement and your guidance that deeply influenced me and made me learn to cheer up, persist and struggle. Without your inspiring education, I can't cheer up and walk through the blind hurdle of inferiority. Look at the road ahead, mom, because with your company, I have more courage to face everything!