Thoughts on the brightest lamp

Walking in the dark, I saw the light, I saw the hope. I remember when I was a child, I often worked in the fields with my mother. On the way home at night, I was so hungry and thirsty that I couldn't move my feet. My mother encouraged me to say, "I'm almost home." Look at the lights. " So, in the predicament, my heart seemed to light up a lamp, inspiring me to follow my mother. Later, I finished primary school and was admitted to the key junior high school in the town. When I was in the first grade, my grades in all subjects were still among the best in my class. However, by the second day of junior high school, my academic performance had dropped sharply. In the final exam of the second semester of junior high school, my total score dropped from the third in my class to the 28th. I saw the disappointed eyes of the teacher and the painful eyes of my parents. This is undoubtedly a great blow to me who has always been proud and confident. That time was my darkest day. I cried, struggled and despaired. So, I broke the jar. In class, I stopped listening carefully and secretly read Qiong Yao's novels. This depraved life lasted for three months until one day, I saw a lamp in a small room. I lived on campus when I was in junior high school. There was a small room next to our dormitory at that time. Xiao Zhang, the head teacher's brother, lives in a small room. Xiao Zhang is a disabled person and walks with crutches. At that time, I happened to find that the light in Xiao Zhang's cabin was still on after we went to study at night. Through the thin curtains, you can vaguely see Xiao Zhang reading at his desk. The brightest light is hope.

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Walking in the dark, I saw the light, I saw the hope. I remember when I was a child, I often worked in the fields with my mother. On the way home at night, I was so hungry and thirsty that I couldn't move my feet. My mother encouraged me to say, "I'm almost home." Look at the lights. " So, in the predicament, my heart seemed to light up a lamp, inspiring me to follow my mother. Later, I finished primary school and was admitted to the key junior high school in the town. When I was in the first grade, my grades in all subjects were still among the best in my class. However, by the second day of junior high school, my academic performance had dropped sharply. In the final exam of the second semester of junior high school, my total score dropped from the third in my class to the 28th. I saw the disappointed eyes of the teacher and the painful eyes of my parents. This is undoubtedly a great blow to me who has always been proud and confident. That time was my darkest day. I cried, struggled and despaired. So, I broke the jar. In class, I stopped listening carefully and secretly read Qiong Yao's novels. This depraved life lasted for three months until one day, I saw a lamp in a small room. I lived on campus when I was in junior high school. There was a small room next to our dormitory at that time. Xiao Zhang, the head teacher's brother, lives in a hut. Xiao Zhang is a disabled person and walks with crutches. At that time, I happened to find that the light in Xiao Zhang's cabin was still on after we went to study at night. Through the thin curtains, you can vaguely see Xiao Zhang reading at his desk. When we get up every morning, the light in Xiao Zhang's cabin is on, which means he gets up earlier than us. What is a disabled person studying day and night? I feel confused. Later, the class teacher told me that Xiao Zhang didn't graduate from high school, and now he is teaching himself a junior college course, and only one free course failed in English. In order to get the diploma smoothly, he vowed to pass the English exam. At that moment, my heart was strongly shocked. A disabled person can work so hard, so hard, so strong and so persistent. I am a man with sound limbs. Am I pessimistic and desperate because of an unsatisfactory exam? I feel ashamed and guilty at the thought of Xiao Zhang, who is strong and diligent. I vowed to study like Xiao Zhang and try my best to improve my academic performance. Then, Xiao Zhang became an example for me to learn. He and the light in front of his window kept flashing in my mind ... I studied more and more consciously and diligently. After graduating from junior high school, I was admitted to the municipal key high school with excellent results. Later, I got an enviable job. Sitting in a spacious and bright office every day, playing computer every day, and living a carefree life. I'm on cloud nine. I'm not enterprising. In my spare time, I am not used for charging, but immersed in shopping, dressing up and having fun. One night, I was playing outside with some friends. It was past 1 1 when I got back to school. It was dark that night. However, in the dark night, I saw a light still on. These lights belong to the teacher's house. It suddenly dawned on me: it's so late, and there are still many teachers in our school who haven't rested. They may be preparing lessons, learning English or writing academic papers ... Suddenly, my heart suddenly trembled. In our school, there are a large number of masters and doctors, and a large number of associate professors and professors. They have made such brilliant achievements, but they are still immersed in learning, still struggling, still struggling. I am a young girl, and I am nothing. Why should I be satisfied? Why don't I make progress? Since then, a lamp in front of the teachers' windows has become my motivation to study and work; Since then, I have been more serious about my work; Since then, after work, I have taught myself English or started writing ... I have become more and more enriched and happier. Until now, I gradually understand: from small to large, there has always been a light on in my heart. It is this lamp that gives me goal, hope, will and strength, and gives me pressure and motivation to move forward. This lamp is actually a lamp of faith.