Hardship Will Make A Real Brave Man.

After a long night, I thought of many people and things.

A deeper interpretation of their past and today, feel alive for 26 years, and finally did not live in vain, at least harvested hardships and tribulations.

Some people say that suffering is the greatest wealth in life. In me, it may be verified.

At the time of entry into WTO, it is indissoluble with suffering.

The history is not a matter of fact, but it is a history of suffering.

When I was a little sensible, my family was strapped for money. My parents were busy with their livelihood and had no time to care for the weak. I had to trust them to look after my old grandmother.

After eight years of hard work, I finally went to primary school.

In the six years of primary school, although the situation is simple, it is often worried about paying tuition fees, but its achievements are still proud. It has always been the top of the whole town. It is also a small celebrity. Whenever we hear the praising of our classmates, teachers and folks, the whole family's gratification is hard to suppress.

At the age of fourteen, he went to junior high school.

Every day, on a dusty sandy land, riding a bicycle to a junior high school, ten miles away, goes to school.

At that time, the children of ordinary families took lunch boxes to school at noon, but because they didn't have enough food in their families, they had to sneak up on the shuttle bus to run at home in the empty space where their classmates ate lunch. They came home to look at the poor grandmother and saw that there was no rice in the pot, so they flew back to school.

Summer is good, rest time is an hour, and back and forth to catch up with children; winter can only rest for half an hour, so in this period of time, I learned the skills of flying -----20 minutes, from school to home, and then from home to return to school is no problem, the speed has reached 30 km!

Very young!

This kind of experience lasted until the second half of the third year of the third year.

Junior high school three years, although not as good as primary school, but has been among the top five in the school, its language and English has always been the front pike, composition is often read by the teacher as a model essay in the class.

In school, teachers are taken care of.

So, it has become a paragon of peers, and the family is more than happy.

At the age of seventeen, I went to a key secondary school with fourth grades in the school. However, the expensive tuition and the poor family situation made me unable to bear the festive weight. In desperation, I had to choose three high schools, such as tuition fees not expensive, and continue to study.

But it didn't last long. Only six months had passed, and something had happened at home. The old grandmother finally became tired and fell ill.

The family that had been strapped was even worse.

In order to cure her grandmother, my family was once heavily indebted, so I picked up school to go home, and then ended my career in less than ten years.

I thought I could use my work money to send myself to school, but I didn't follow my wishes. When I was about to save a year's tuition and fees, my family suddenly came to the news. My grandmother was dying.

When I got home, I saw my grandmother who was paralyzed on the Kang and who had no way to take care of herself.

My grandmother has kept me for seventeen years, and for seventeen years, the old man's meticulous care for me is that I can't repay it in my whole life.

In order to fulfill my filial piety, I decided to take care of grandma at home.

So, every day for the elderly to congee, laundry, brush, take care of the stool... Originally thought that doing all this can be exchanged for heaven's sympathy, let Grandma recover soon, however, the sky is not long, a year after two, 000, twenty-eight January, grandma went away!

I was holding my grandma's warm body and howling and crying.

Grandma is a good person. Why is it so poisonous?

Grandma left, leaving nothing but my endless sorrow.

But sorrow is nothing. Life is to be maintained. After half a month, I set my mind on the journey to work with my great yearning for my grandmother.

I can only use my sweat and spirit to comfort grandma's spirit. Let her go all the way in the spring.

The days of working are really hard.

Every day, it is not worth much to say that a heavy load of labor is not to be said, and a little bad work is done by the boss. This is nothing. What is more annoying is the constant salary of the boss. He often deducts the part he deducts from the end of the year.

After about half a year's non - human life, the family had an accident again - the father, who was working in the stone field, was hurt in the hospital!

Unable to pack up, he hurried home at night.

When I got home, I couldn't afford to go to the hospital and saw my father lying on the bed and groaning with pain.

Listen to the doctor said, Dad's injury is not heavy, just a few months can not do manual labor, my heart find a consolation.

So I took the responsibility of taking care of my family.

Cooking, carrying water, washing clothes, taking care of Grandpa and Dad...

However, a wave is not yet smooth.

Grandpa ignored us and let go.

If the death of my grandmother calls me heartbroken, then grandpa's death is enough to make me feel lost.

When Grandpa was alive, he was always the head of a family. He had a large and small business in his family. Now he was gone, leaving only me who had no knowledge of the world. He had no news about his brother working outside.

How are we going to face the future life? Is it the crisis that my struggling family is threatened by the death of two old people?

No, never!

Road is coming out!

I must support my broken home!

Six months later, I bought thousands of pieces of money from my work, and set up the first chicken house in the village.

In the winter of the same year, with the government loan, the first one built a greenhouse in the village.

I will prove it with my diligent hands; I can do it!

Because of their hard work and diligence, they finally achieved results.

The 300 chickens in the past began to lay eggs, and the vegetables and fruits in the greenhouse were listed. I felt that the light of hope was shining on my whole body and mind, allowing me to move forward in a better direction.

But God did not take care of me!

In 2002, Tomb Sweeping Day, the uncle who came home to Grandpa and grandma's grave was in a car accident and died.

The death of grandparents is regarded as a good ending. What is the death of that uncle?

After all, he was proud of his family and proud of his parents.

He is just forty years old.

He was open-minded, kind and sincere. I learned many valuable things from him. I wanted him to guide me, but he went too early.

I deplore it!

Drenched!

I do not know whether I am a miserable person, but I am obliged to position myself in such a painful and painful way.

On the day of my uncle's first visit, I had worked hard for a year, and the greenhouse that was about to see the benefits was also strangely collapsed.

Looking at the shed that slowly collapsed, I felt dizzy in front of me.

God, is it hard for you to punish me?

But I haven't even done anything half done.

In the first month of 2003, I was saddled with regret. I came to Shenyang again.

She joined the cousin who was doing curtains business here and became a salesman.

Since then, we have embarked on a brand new road.

On the day of promotion, I realized that I finally realized my value in life.

Looking at the products that I have entrusted with the life and serving the customers sincerely, I can not help comforting myself.

The future will be difficult, and the hardship will still be accompanied by the shadow. But I must face it, because suffering will be my greatest asset. I will use this priceless treasure for my wonderful life.

Human beings have unlimited possibilities. They believe that the experience of hardship will make a real brave man!