走过人生的风雨
第1篇：走过人生的风雨
走过人生的风雨
The sea shows its tenacious vitality because of the attack of the strong wind, which turns the wild wind into waves and brings beauty to people; the eagle shows its strong willpower because of the baptism of the storm, which turns the storm into its wings to fight the wind and rain and brings its vigorous heroic posture; the life is really interpreted because of the presence of failure and frustration The meaning of it.
Why can‘t we turn our failures and setbacks into the driving force of our progress and show ourselves on the road of life?In front of the storm, the sea chooses to turn pain into spray, so as not to make itself a captive of the storm; in front of the storm, the eagle chooses to turn pain into temper, so as not to bury itself in the storm; in life, how should we face difficulties and setbacks, so as not to lose ourselves in the pain?In ancient Greek mythology, there is such a myth: Sisyphus was punished by Zeus, the God of heaven. He pushed a stone up the mountain, but when he pushed it to the top of the mountain, the stone would return to the foot of the mountain, and Sisyphus would push it back again. Day after day Sisyphus did not face the pain, on the contrary, he was more and more frustrated and brave, and honed his perseverance in successive failures.
At last, Zeus was moved by his spirit and forgiven him.Failure is the crossroads of life, one side leads to light, the other side leads to endless darkness. If you are always immersed in the pain of failure and cant extricate yourself, then you will choose the end of darkness, get up, grasp the pulse of the earth with your hands, support yourself to stand up, pat off the dust on your body, and go to your bright tomorrow.Pain can‘t solve the problem. Its not the practice of our young students and vigorous athletes to cry, regret and complain about the nature in the face of setbacks and failures. We should be calm, calm and calm, not in a mess in the face of danger, to find a real way to solve the problem and overcome the difficulties, learn from the failures and setbacks, and pave the way for the future.Remember Tagore once said that when you cry for missing the sun, you will miss the stars.
Maybe when you regret for an unremarkable failure, you miss another chance to fight.Life is like climbing a mountain. Before you reach the top of the mountain, the road ahead is very difficult. We don‘t know, but what we have is a heart full of blood and courage to try; what we have is courage to face the pain without fear of failure. When you walk all the way up the mountain, what is the pain of the past?
In the face of difficulties, defeat it with 100% courage and wisdom, overwhelm it with optimism and indomitable spirit, strive to go up, reach the brilliant peak belonging to you, and pour flowers all the way with effort and sweat.
第2篇：走过风雨
走过风雨
人生中，每个人都经历过不少的风风雨雨，而不会风调雨顺。偶然面对这些，幼时，我只会不知所措地红着脸不知怎么办才好，但渐渐的，我已经伤痕累累，再次遇到时，也只会微微一笑，掩盖而过。
我生活在一个平凡的家庭中。我长的并不算漂亮，可以说是外貌丑陋。看到比我漂亮的人，我都会低下头暗暗羡慕，夹着一点酸酸的感觉，侧过头擦肩而过。
自从小学我不再幼稚以来，我都害怕他们看到我丑陋的外表，暗下议论纷纷。其实，我有这种想法都是从谣言中听说的。不管是真是假，它还是是我在外貌面前低下了头。这也似乎变成了一种习惯：和陌生的同学一起，我总会低着头，默默走开。我打不开我的心，因为我害怕、自卑，怕他们无视我。当朋友小心翼翼的和我谈论这个话题时，我也只会笑笑说：“没关系。”可是，天知道我的心有多痛，在那歌词上又画上了狠狠的一刀。我从来不透露这些事，也不愿和朋友谈起这些。不知为什么，我想和朋友倾诉时，心里总有一股强大的气流在阻止我，我也只能轻轻叹口气。
刚上初中，开学第一天，我以为没有人愿意和我这样的人做朋友。我默默走进教室，随后是自我介绍。由于前一天没来报到的原因，我不知道排队时我站哪。我尴尬的站在一边，班主任看看我身高，随后安排了位置。我在里边排着，总觉得别扭„„没有想到，排在我后面的女生却轻轻地点了点我的背，我转身好奇地望着她，她便问我叫什么名字„„就这样，我和她成了朋友，她阳光般的笑容带动了我，我也变的开朗起来。回到教室后，旁边的同学都好奇的凑过来问我的名字，并乐意的成为我的朋友。我有点诧异，友谊就如此简单？我疑惑不解。
当我可以念出每个人的名字时，我对这个班已经不感到陌生了。但是，还是有些人对我感到厌恶，这又是怎么回事？
每天早晨，朋友以笑脸面对我，直到放学。每次被提问，不会时，朋友总会在一旁细声告诉我答案，不让我出丑。每次难解的数学题不会时，细心的讲解，虽然有时候会不耐烦的说：“啊！我不讲了，你这个笨蛋！”当然，随后就是一阵笑声。
经历了重重风雨，我懂了，在意外貌者无真朋友，不在意者以真心对待。一头雾水的我终于解开了奥秘，我高兴不已，露出了欢喜的笑容，他是朋友给予我的。似乎心在说：“老天爷所给了我一个丑陋的外表，但他此时此刻又送给了我一个忠告。
走过风雨，不惧一切。我明白了一切，我明白了一切！今后，我将昂首挺胸，毅然向前走去！
第3篇：走过风雨
走过风雨
人生中，每个人都经历过不少的风风雨雨，而不会风调雨顺。偶然面对这些，幼时，我只会不知所措地红着脸不知怎么办才好，但渐渐的，我已经伤痕累累，再次遇到时，也只会微微一笑，掩盖而过。
我生活在一个平凡的家庭中。我长的并不算漂亮，可以说是外貌丑陋。看到比我漂亮的人，我都会低下头暗暗羡慕，夹着一点酸酸的感觉，侧过头擦肩而过。
自从小学我不再幼稚以来，我都害怕他们看到我丑陋的外表，暗下议论纷纷。其实，我有这种想法都是从谣言中听说的。不管是真是假，它还是是我在外貌面前低下了头。这也似乎变成了一种习惯：和陌生的同学一起，我总会低着头，默默走开。我打不开我的心，因为我害怕、自卑，怕他们无视我。当朋友小心翼翼的和我谈论这个话题时，我也只会笑笑说：没关系。可是，天知道我的心有多痛，在那歌词上又画上了狠狠的一刀。我从来不透露这些事，也不愿和朋友谈起这些。不知为什么，我想和朋友倾诉时，心里总有一股强大的气流在阻止我，我也只能轻轻叹口气。
刚上初中，开学第一天，我以为没有人愿意和我这样的人做朋友。我默默走进教室，随
