Joy lies in working hard 500 word essay

Key words: happy hard 5th grade 500 words.

Word Count: 500 words essay.

I remember when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, there was one thing that made me stand out.

It was a hot summer day, and I went to participate in the sketch competition organized by the school, and I worked hard for this sketch competition - whenever other students went out to play, I and those friends came to the studio of Mr. Zhang. The indoor temperature is high.

Three. Ten. Four or five degrees, but there is no fan inside, let alone air conditioning!

As soon as people enter, they immediately sweat all over their bodies. But we still painted, and Mr. Zhang used us as a model, or found an object for me to paint, and sat for an hour or two. Except for weeks.

Five, week. 6. On Sundays, we do this every day.

Still, we got preferential treatment – we sketched the game late and it was done in an air-conditioned house.

The competition is for students from fifth grade to eighth grade, and there are about.

Two. Ten. Five, six.

The competition was going on intensely, and every student was drawing seriously.

After hard training, I felt that my pen was like a golden bird, smoothly scribbling across the paper, and in a short time, I was ready. Excellent!

I silently admired my masterpiece in my heart.

It's a little reluctant to pay it!

After a few days, finally, the ranking came down!

I was tied for first place with a student named Wen Zhe. Holding the certificate with my name printed on it, my heart is sweeter than eating honey!

In fact, the ranking is not important, the important merger is your success after hard work and the courage to participate, you pay, there will be a harvest, this harvest will make you very happy.

Happiness is the busy figure of every mother. "Mother" is the greatest term in the world, they work silently for their children, they do not know the hardship, and the mother's mind always remembers: When the child is happy, I will be happy.

Just like every unknown mother in Ye Tingcheng's "Walking in the Feelings of Every Mother", she lined up to buy bread for the children's spring outing, and carried large bags of children's snacks in her hands, but she didn't dare to put them aside, for fear of damage. I still remember one day in April, when I came home from school, my mother was busy in the kitchen, I looked through the glass through the kitchen door, there was a big cake on the dining table, surrounded by plates and plates of delicacies, three times the number of plates, and my mother was still busy. I gently pushed the door open and walked in, and my mother was happily humming a song and stir-frying, but her forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

What day is it? I was thinking about it and was about to speak, when my mother saw me coming in and excitedly said, "Happy birthday!

Oh my God, it's my birthday! I haven't had a birthday in two years! Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel a wave of joy in my heart.

In the first two years, I couldn't give you a birthday because of SARS, so I will make up for it all at once today. Mother smiled, the beads of sweat on her forehead looking so dazzling.

What is happiness?

Happiness is the voice of every father's rebuke. "Father" is the most sacred term in the world, they silently play the villain for the sake of the child, do not seek understanding, the father's mind will always remember: the child understands, I am happy.

In my memory, my father would always worry about the difference between me and others on my test papers. "Another point! You need to know how important this score is in future entrance exams!

Why do others improve, but you regress? ”…However, my father's tireless repetition of the words was deeply imprinted in my mind, and I clearly understood these truths, and I knew that my father's heart was smiling.

What is happiness?

Happiness is the sincere praise of every teacher. "Teacher" is the most amiable term in the world, they give silently for the sake of their students, without expecting anything in return, and the teacher always thinks about the students - even if it is a rebuke. Everybody says:

The teacher is a diligent gardener, working silently; The teacher is the great red candle that burns itself to illuminate others. However, I said that the teacher is the source of students, the source of knowledge, the source of happiness......Hearing the praise of the teacher is the greatest happiness of the students, and the happiness of the students is the happiness of every teacher.

What is happiness? Happiness is every little thing in our life, it is the bits and pieces in getting along with people, you are happy, I am happy, and he is happy.