I tasted the joy of success. 450 words, 1:
Everyone wants to succeed, but success is hard-won, and the joy it brings us is infinite.
That day, the teacher assigned several math problems for us to do at home. When I got home, I immediately took out my homework and did it. The first few words are relatively simple, just like I am walking leisurely on a wide and flat avenue. Suddenly, I tripped over a stumbling block and fell heavily to the ground. I read the question carefully again. It is rare to find this kind of problem. Always like to study difficult problems, suddenly get up and bury your head? Sasha vujacic slowly calculating. Who knows that this question seems to be deliberately disruptive, but it just won't let me work it out. The more I can't figure it out, the more annoyed I am. When I'm angry, all the clues go haywire. So, I want to ask my father to remove this stumbling block for me. I thought again: I am twelve years old, how can I give up when I see a problem? I think teachers usually teach us to have the spirit of facing difficulties.
My mood gradually calmed down. I picked up the pen and counted it. I read the conditions given by this question, followed the trace and found the answer to this question. ? Ha ha ha ...? I finally solved the problem. Suddenly I have a feeling that I have just finished an arduous task. I seem to have seen the problem and surrendered to me. I don't think success is difficult, as long as you take it easy. Success? Will come to you.
I really hope to meet more such problems in the future, and let me taste the joy brought by success several times more. Ha! I have feelings again? Success? Walk towards me.
I tasted the joy of success. 450 words 2:
From primary school to now, my mathematical thinking has been very poor. As long as I encounter some problems, I can do nothing, so I lose confidence in mathematics, but also because of that time, I became interested in mathematics again.
I remember, it was in a math afternoon self-study, and the teacher asked us to study this application problem independently because of something. After the teacher left, everyone studied hard, and I was no exception, but I couldn't think of anything? Clues? Come on, make a draft, calculate more than one page, but there is still no result. Looking at Yuan Yue (a top math student) behind me, I can't help feeling a little jealous. Why, I can't if he can, huh! I also want to be an equal with him, so I buried my head and studied it carefully. . . . . . Didn't what the teacher said reverberate in my ears? As long as the cloud doesn't give up, there is nothing impossible. . . . . . .
Ah! Finally, I had a big stretch and looked up with a sigh. Except for a few top math students, all the other students are still working hard! At this time, I seemed to be carrying a big stone, and I suddenly fell down. Don't mention how relaxed I am. Words can't describe the proud and relaxed mood at this moment. The teacher suddenly came in and told us, please stand up after studying this problem. I stood up proudly. It was the first time that I studied with a top math student. Don't mention how proud I am. The teacher gave us a performance. Forget that feeling.
Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Ah! Why is class over? I really want to taste the joy of success for a while
I tasted the joy of success composition 450 words 3:
Today, my mother will cook braised carp for me. I am very excited. But because my mother has no seasoning, she has to go out to buy seasoning. Before leaving, my mother said to me and my father. I'm going out to buy spices. Who will scrape the scale? Before my father could speak, I volunteered: I'll do it! I must scrape the scale clean. ? Mom said:? All right, you can shave! ? Say that finish, mom left.
After my mother left, I came to the kitchen excitedly and saw the fish in the sink. I picked up the steel ball in my right hand and scraped it with my left hand down. I scraped for a long time and only scraped off a few fish scales. If I hang it like this, when can I scrape it? Suddenly I saw a bottle cap, and I thought it would be very effective to scrape it with the bottle cap, right? I picked up the bottle cap and scraped it on the fish scales. The effect is good, but it's too difficult for me to grasp. What should I do? I thought about it, and suddenly my eyes flashed. I immediately ran back to my bedroom and found a board, three bottle caps, three thumbtacks and a hammer. I put the bottle caps on the board one by one and put them at equal distances. Then I stared at the tacks on the cover one by one, so that the cover and the board were integrated. I was afraid that the tack would expose the board and hurt my hand, so I found a pliers to clip off the exposed part of the board, and thus a scale scraper was completed. I use this thing to scrape fish scales, which is really fast and good, and it doesn't take much effort. The whole fish was scraped clean in a few strokes.
Mom came home and saw the washed fish. Listen to my story in detail. My mother praised me as a little inventor and held my little invention in her hand. I was immersed in the joy of success.
I tasted the joy of success. 450 words, 4:
This morning, I'm going out to exercise. Who knows, when I was getting dressed, I found a small button inside? Hometown? Clothes? Run underground and have a warm conversation with Mother Earth? Hug? . Mom has gone to work, and I'm going to give my clothes to my father to help. Think again: I have grown up, just sew my own buttons!
Do it. I found the needle and thread. Thread the thread into the eye of the needle first. Unfortunately, I am nearsighted and farsighted, and I can't see the eye of a needle. I finally saw the eye of the needle, so I quickly stuffed the thread into the eye of the needle. Is it okay? Miss line? Really? Weak? Ah, it's always turning. I put the thread on. I'm tired and sweaty.
I took a break and started sewing buttons. I tied a knot on the thread first, then buckled the button on my clothes, followed my mother's example and let the needle? Running around? Land? Do sports? . Finally, I sewed another stitch on the back of the button, and half the thread was broken. It's sewn! I put on my clothes, ready to enjoy the joy of success. But when I looked in the mirror, I was dumbfounded. God, why did I sew the button crooked? My work is in vain!
Although I failed to sew the button for the first time, I am not discouraged. I unbuttoned three times, five times, twice. Sew buttons for the second time and learned the first lesson. After putting on the needle, I found the button correctly? Room? Put the button in vertically? Room? I picked up the needle and stuck it in the buttonhole. Huh? How does the thread pass through the buttonhole? Strike? Is it? Let me have a closer look at the needle and thread. Oh, my God! I didn't tie the thread. The knot is tied, so I sewed it carefully. One needle, two needles ... Ouch! ? What happened to Brother Needle today? He stabbed me. Leave him alone. Who knows, Brother Needle stabbed me again. What bad luck I'll play? Hurt? Put your finger in your mouth, suck it and sew it on. ......
Finally, it's sewn up, but there is nothing wrong with it this time. Why don't you put your clothes in front of dad? Reward? Dad gave me a thumbs-up sign. I tasted the joy of success! The joy of success is sweeter than honey!
I tasted the joy of success.
Each of us has had success, whether it is great success or small progress, we must make unremitting efforts. I used to feel the same way.
Because my art is not bad in my class, the art teacher asked me to take part in a painting competition held in Jiangsu Province, with the theme of drawing a picture about the school. When I received this notice, I felt a little drummed. Because I have never drawn anything about it. As much as I want to refuse, I want to? Is it difficult for teachers to live? , reluctantly agreed. I went home and thought for a long time, but I didn't know how to draw. As soon as I get angry, I run to the side to play.
In the evening, my mother knew about it and said to me earnestly: If you don't do something, you have to do it well. ? Mom's words made me regain my courage and confidence, and vowed to paint this picture well.
Later, I looked up a lot of information and read a lot of works on the Internet, but as the saying goes? It seems easier to do than to do? As soon as I got to the newspaper, I didn't know how to write. I rubbed it over and over again, and I always felt something was wrong. On Sunday, I consulted my cousin who studied art animation to help me guide the revision. At my cousin's request, mine? Masterpiece? Finally finished.
When I handed the painting to the teacher, I was praised and praised by the teacher. My heart is full of joy. A few months later, when I almost forgot about it, at a flag-raising ceremony, the team teacher announced the winners of the competition. I couldn't believe my ears when I heard that I had won the first prize. I thought: My efforts finally paid off.
Ah, I have tasted the joy of success!