To grow, we must learn to take responsibility
Xiantao No.1 Middle School Eighth Grade Liu Wenqi
Junior high school life is always occupied by monotonous and boring test papers, and the fear of exams has never disappeared in me, but has become heavier and heavier. Finally one day, I was crushed by it. After school, I had my report card in my hand, and I walked sadly on the side of the road, slowly moving my steps.
Suddenly, a mother duck with a dozen small ducks swung past me, and I couldn't help but stop.
The mother duck shook her fat body, quickly climbed the steps, and continued to walk forward. And the little ducks are bouncing around, but they can't jump up. They struggled to climb up while shouting anxiously from behind. The mother duck heard the shout and turned back, only to find that the duckling behind her was completely gone, and it rushed to look at it, and found that the children were blocked by the steps, and it could only do it on the side, but there was nothing to do.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but look at it with great interest. I was motionless, like a toy puppet, and my eyes didn't blink, for fear of missing a single small detail.
The ducklings pushed and shoved, and every now and then a duckling was pushed up the steps. Suddenly, a duck ran to the other side of the steps, and then, as if it had found the lowest point of the steps, it flapped its wings a few times and climbed up the steps. The other ducks saw this and followed suit, running around on the same steps, looking for a place where they could jump.
At the top, the little duck, who had already crossed the steps, threw herself into the arms of the mother duck and joined the mother duck.
The other ducks, blocked by the steps, saw these scenes and jumped harder. Their upper bodies leaned forward slightly, climbing on the steps, their lower bodies hanging in the air, their legs constantly pedaling downwards, trying to climb the steps that were difficult for them to cross. A few ducklings fluttered their legs in the air a few times before slowly climbing up the steps. One by one, the little ducks all climbed the steps, and only one duck remained, which seemed to be exhausted and had little strength to climb. It was so weak and win, and at the moment it had exhausted its strength, but there was no one to help it. It threw a pleasent look at the mother duck, but the mother duck did not respond, but just looked down at it.
It is so thin, how can it take on such a difficult task! The mother duck and the other ducklings who had already climbed the steps encouraged her, and did not seem to have the slightest intention of helping it, and it also jumped hard. Again and again, it still couldn't jump up, but it was knocked over by the steps and fell to the ground. But it still persevered, did not give up, did not flinch, kept jumping, kept falling. Finally, it jumped on. It was surrounded by all the little ducks, as if to celebrate its final victory. Then, the mother duck took the little duckling and left with the same wave as when she had just arrived.
I was still there. I mused that a small duck can take on so many challenges and endure so many failures, why can't I take on a failure on the road to growth?
I lifted my head and strode in the direction of home, the sun shining warmly on my body, and my steps were much lighter.
(999 words)
Five-color pen composition training: Your observation is careful, and you can take the initiative to bring anthropomorphism into the writing, so that the meaning of "undertaking" is clear and profound.