I understood the beginning of the essay, and it took me through the experience to understand the beg

I understood everything, when I was a kid.

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I sat cross-legged on the high steps of Fuxing Middle School, playing cards with my classmates in the afterglow of the setting sun. The news of winning the first prize has just arrived, and it is still difficult for me to calm down. But in the end, I didn't make it to the auditorium, and perhaps that experience was the most precious thing for me.

I think back to the first time I walked into the lab, and I can't help but sigh.

Unlike other competitions. In a hurry for quick success, I always envy those students who do projects, leisurely and at the same time gain fame and fortune. So, on a slightly chilly weekend, I embarked on the road of the project.

When I walked into the laboratory, I was immediately attracted by the silver-white world, wasn't that the holy place of science in my dreams? That piece of precision instrument exudes a rigorous and sacred atmosphere, so that the ** is connected to it.

**After the experimental process, I walked into the sterile room with my classmates. Then we started experimenting, fiddling with the bottles and cans. Diluting, **, pouring the plate, we began to repeat over and over again.

At first, we were interested in the strange utensils, but gradually we started to get irritable.

Ten, a hundred, a ......The test tube rack in front of us was full and empty, empty and full, and the teacher kept handing us the test tubes. I started to become numb and mechanical, and every movement had to be done according to the norm and meticulously. The entire sterile room could not speak, only the exhaust fan was heard whirring.

That thick curtain separates the whole colorful world from the outside, and this place belongs only to science.

One experiment, two times, three ......Gradually, there were fewer and fewer classmates around me. I suddenly looked up, but I was the only one left in the world. As the days passed, I lived a 9-to-5 life, struggling day after day in that small room where there was no light of day.

The loneliness and fear that comes from the soul has always haunted me, after all, in the world of science, no one knows whether this road has an end or not, and only time can sharpen the earth-shattering results.

Now that I think about it, I used to hear others say that "doing scientific research is to endure silence", but I didn't understand it. Those writers rendered the life of a scientist as a grand epic. But after all this, I realized that real scientists are like children panning for gold by the river, living ordinary lives.

They may never be able to find gold, but in order to let all the people in the world see the splendor of gold, they have no regrets.

We can't see the rainbow until we have experienced it, and we can't know how hard it is to come by without experiencing it, so we can only understand it after experiencing it.