Pains With No Gains

My mom always said that no pains, no gains. But it is not true allthe time, at least for me. And my story began with a letter “H” and ended up ina letter “C”.

Happiness is you get what you look forward after effort. That was alsowhat my mother used to say to me. And I believed in it with my soul. But when Ientered senior high,I found it might be wrong. It was my deskmate, a wonderfulgirl with lots of advantages surrounding her, taught me work hard didn’t meanto perfect.

One day, in a English class, our English teacher were teachinggrammar and writing on blackboard, which was too boring for the whole class tokeep listening , and more than half of the class fell to asleep,including mydeskmate but I. Suddenly,the teacher turned around and asked a question.

I was so excited becouse I listened clearfully enough.

Then I stood up.

After that I answered with a wrong answer. The teacher seemed nothappy and she let me stand right there as a punishment for my mind-absence. Icould fell many eyes stared at me and I could remember how embarrassed I was aslong as I lived. Standing there, I cried.

However, my deskmate answered it with a smile on teacher’s face. Shetold me after class it was just a thing about luck. But I doubt it.

Sence then I studied harder and read more books. Then I really foundthe words my mom taught me were wrong. For example, the honor in JANE EYER,Edward Rocherst, tried to cover the truth of his wife but filed failed at last;the heroes in Water Margin did right things but almost all of them died in theend; Qu Yuan saved his country with his life but the Lord didn’t believe inhim,even doubt his loyalty. These things all told me efforts do not equal toget what you want. And good man do not have a good life.

I began to give up and became lazy than before. When I entered theentrance examination of Xiamen University in October last year, I realised thedistance among others and me. The ending must be failed due to my indolence.Then I deceided to come XISU, and study hard in the futher. My efforts seemedwork, my classmates thought my English was good. But only me knew the truelevel of it. I took part in speech contest and prepared well. Of course, Ifailed again because my tension. At that moment I thought I was a looser. Howevermy classmates told me they thought I was good again.

I deceided to keep on going, and follow my mom’s words. Though itwon’t be always right, it’ll live with me in the future.