Chapter 13 No need to denigrate

I think that success is easy, and only by practicing it can I not stand and talk without backache.

Your family can give you financial support, your own strength also has capital, and you feel that hard work is something to be proud of...... These can be a source of self-confidence.

The road to entrepreneurship is very long, and only myself is the one who comes to the end, I can endure loneliness, calm my mind, bear the white eyes, and I will walk by myself on the way forward.

It is said that I am unlucky, and it has cost me all my good fortune to do this. I don't believe that people who work hard will not succeed in their lives, I only believe that people who work hard will not have bad luck.

Anytime you are bold and hardworking, the result will not be too bad.

As young people in the new era, we must put into action for our ideals, set strict demands on ourselves in study and life, correct our mentality, standardize our words and deeds, improve our own ideological quality, cultivate our sense of responsibility and mission, and improve our spiritual realm.

New era and new youth, please let hard work become our spokesperson, come on!

I failed the college entrance examination twice, and this year is the third time that I have not taken the ideal university, which is a bit sad.

"Auntie, don't let the baby continue to take the college entrance examination, isn't it good to do things at home?" The villagers all know about my failure in the college entrance examination.

"No, the baby is still young, there are still many choices, knowledge can change fate!" My mother, Ms. Wu, has always supported me in going to school.

Ms. Wu's support made me feel more stressful and ashamed.

My mother didn't read much when I was a child, and doing farm work was a daily routine, but until I was 12 years old, my mother didn't let me do anything.

What impressed me was that in the third year of junior high school, there was a lot of homework for me to write until one o'clock in the morning, and my mother said solemnly: "No matter what time you learn your homework, you must take a bath and brush your teeth." ”

Once, because I couldn't memorize it, I was asked to talk to my parents and the class teacher alone.

"Ms. Wu, your child's current class ranking is not very satisfactory, and his academic status during this period is not satisfactory, so it is difficult to continue to study in high school like this." The head teacher spoke bitterly.

"Teacher, don't worry, although I don't understand anything, I will urge her to study and try not to let her lag behind the class." The mother's face was full of sincerity.

"Ms. Wu, does your child not like to do homework at home? Or can't put pen to paper at all? ”

After hearing this, the mother asked something that made the teacher stunned: "I know what my child is like." She writes until what time of the morning it is, and it's really chilling for you to say such things so casually. ”

Later, my mother explained to me, "My child can't accept this misunderstanding. What's more, you're studying, I see it in my eyes, and I don't need her to slander it like this. ”

It's really heartwarming.

Mother loves cleanliness. She always takes care of her children cleanly and decently. The last thing she can tolerate is sloppiness. So she pays a lot of attention to her appearance and will not allow her children to have any exceptions in terms of cleanliness.

My father rarely came back from a part-time job, and everything at home depended on my mother.

What I remember most vividly is that my mother took me to the fields alone.

Planting rice in the field, my mother brought food and drink, a piece of cloth, and me. The cloth was spread next to the field, and as soon as the snacks were put away, I sat on it. When I finished eating, my mother packed up and went home.

The same is true when the wheat is harvested.

I still miss it when I think about it now.

"Mom...... I...... I don't want to read it. "Before I entered the house, I heard the people of the village gossiping behind their backs.

My mother didn't say anything, turned around and walked away with the sickle, and instantly aged a few years, and I couldn't stop it.

On the street at dusk, my mother sat at the door and chatted with a few families.

"Auntie, your baby is promising, and there is a college student in our village." The villagers began to congratulate.

Mother smiled and said thank you.