traces of youth

"The sky can be filled, the sea can be filled, and the southern mountains can be moved." The past cannot be undone." Clouds and dogs thousands of times, the most years can not stay. However, photos witness the development of history and leave traces of youth.

In the photo, I was surrounded by my classmates and teachers, with a bright smile on everyone's face. It was me surrounded by flowers and applause, extremely happy. On closer inspection, however, my eyes glistened with tears.

It happened two weeks after the school started, the school would hold a recitation contest, and each class would send a contestant to participate. I thought I was not able to do this kind of activity, but I did not want the teacher to find me. Faced with the teacher's invitation, I dare not answer. In my mind flashed the picture of the last time I took part in the speech contest: standing on the stage, I seemed to be embarrassed, holding the microphone with both hands, like the thunder-like beating of the heart in my ears, looking at the sea of audiences in front of me, I only felt dizzy, almost unable to stand, trying to make a voice, but for a while I could not say a word, and finally stepped down.

Suddenly, the teacher said, "Would you like to participate?" He woke up and blurted out, "No, I can't." Then quickly lowered his head, hands clenched the corner of his coat, uneasy friction, waiting for the teacher's "trial".

After a moment of silence, I heard the answer: "The world makes you black and blue, but the wound can also grow wings." If you haven't tried, how do you know that there is a mountain on the other side and not the sea?" The mind seemed to be attacked, looking at the teacher's looking forward to the eyes, I nodded and solemnly said: "Good!" I will fight!" The teacher's words let themselves out of the confusion, since accepted the challenge, it should go all out, leave no room. Reciting time to have confidence is not enough, but more methods. Therefore, I searched for a large number of audio recordings of excellent readers on the Internet, paying attention to their expressions, states and movements when they read, capturing pauses, accents, linking, light reading, rhythm and body language, and of course, the most important thing is to read out feelings. At the beginning, I was not sure, and I thought of giving up, but I stuck to it, repeatedly figuring it out, from dawn to dusk, from dark to night, and struggled.

Time does not struggle, in the competition, I won the first place with excellent results, won the crown. "Click", the camera captured this scene: holding the trophy, I was surrounded by teachers and classmates, flowers and applause became the foil, tears twinkling in my eyes... It's happiness.

Youth has the joy of "the grass is long and the yingfei is in February, the willow is drunk in spring smoke", and the sweetness of "leaning on the door to look back, but the smell of the plum", and the youth is engraved so beautifully in a frame of photos.

Suddenly, the teacher said, "Would you like to participate?" He woke up and blurted out, "No, I can't." Then quickly lowered his head, hands clenched the corner of his coat, uneasy friction, waiting for the teacher's "trial".After a moment of silence, I heard the answer: "The world makes you black and blue, but the wound can also grow wings." If you haven't tried, how do you know that there is a mountain on the other side and not the sea?"