I have been through many attempts, and that one is still fresh in my mind. It was a brave attempt.
In the heat of summer, I went to play at the dam in front of my house. I walked and walked, hey! I did not expect "halfway out of a bite". A big black dog rushed out, scared me a lot.
I drop mom! "The dog is a big black dog, and it's a big black dog!
I don't know what to do: should I run? I don't know what to do, I'm not sure, it's more dangerous to run. Ignore it and walk past it? I can't! What if it gives me an invincible look back, will I be able to go back alive?
"Woof! Woof! Woof woof woof ......" the black dog barked at me.
Woohoo - I made a great decision: the courage to fight the black dog
I first "hold still", the black dog to see me do not move, they surrounded me. I'm not going to be able to do that! I shouted: "You 'dog skin plaster', I'm not afraid of you!"
"Woof woof woof!" The black dog was angered by me. When I saw that the dog wasn't afraid of me, I ran over to it and punched it in the head for the first time ever and kicked it in the face, hahaha, it was so good!
"Woof-woof, woof!" The black dog was alerted and took a few steps back.
I felt bad, I also backed up a few steps, and in my mind, I backed up right in front of a brick behind me. At this time, the black dog "with lightning speed" rushed over. I grabbed a square brick, "Ya!" The black dog was hit and yelped, and it ran away with its tail between its legs.
Yeah! Bravely fight the black dog success! It's not a bad idea, is it?
After that time, I was no longer afraid of dogs! It was a brave and successful attempt!
It was a brave attempt2
"Attempt" means to try, which is a very interesting practical activity. It may succeed or it may fail. However, no matter what, it will make you discover something and feel something.
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It was a Sunday night when my mother called and asked me, "Are you afraid to be home alone?" At that time, I was only six years old, I stammered to my mother and said, "I ...... am not, not afraid of ......" My mother paused for a moment and said, "Mom after ten minutes to Come." Obviously, my mother has known my inner feelings.
In those ten minutes, I suddenly heard the floor "creaking" sound, I nervously looked back, behind me and no movement. I just turned my head back, and there was a "creaking" sound, and I turned my head again, and there was no more "creaking" sound. I was just about to turn my head back, and there was a "crunch" sound, I just realized, it was upstairs someone stepped on the floor.
At that moment, my mother came back. And for me, those ten minutes were not just ten minutes, but hours or years. My mother asked me again, "Are you scared?" This time, I answered frankly, "No, I'm not afraid anymore." The mother suddenly looked up and let out a loud laugh, perhaps, mother is to ......
Since then, my mother seems to have changed a person. I also dared to stay at home alone. As soon as my mother had something to do, she would say to me, "Mom has something to do today, so you can stay home alone. Okay?" And to this question, I always answered with confidence, "Mom, it's fine, don't worry about it. It doesn't matter at all if I'm home alone."
It was a brave attempt.
That was a brave attempt3
In this year's summer vacation, I learned to swim. I remember the first time I swam in the water, I didn't even dare to go into the water, but with the encouragement of my mom and classmates, I finally put my feet into the cold water. I felt cool in the pool, and my classmates and I had a great time.
When I came to the pool for the second time, I felt some fear again, and my classmates urged me to hurry down from the bottom, but my mom wasn't with me, so what should I do? So I slowly put my feet into the water, almost to the end, I "flop" a jump into the water, oops, so I got my face full of water.
After one training session after another, I finally dared to put my feet into the cold water, and it was only then that I felt that going into the water was not scary at all. Finally, the coach ordered us to swim in the deep water, so that we can learn the basic swimming, I felt so scared that I did not even sleep well.
In the afternoon, the coach was already waiting for us in the pool. When I was ready to go into the water, my hands were still shaking, and when I was about to put my feet into the water, I accidentally slipped a little bit, and luckily the coach held me, or I would have to sink.
After much practice, I was finally able to swim 100 meters. When I went ashore, I realized that swimming in deep water is actually nothing to be afraid of, and what's scary is that I don't dare to try. So, no matter what we do, we have to be brave to try.
Finally, under the careful guidance of the coach, I finally learned to swim.
That was a brave attempt4On the road of growth, people inevitably have several attempts, it may succeed or fail, I remember a famous person once said: "Practice is the first ladder of progress, only practice can make you discover something, have some sense". I have also had countless attempts, and once again, I remember it vividly, it was a brave attempt.
That afternoon, I came to my grandmother's house with my cousin to the open space skiing, because yesterday a goose feather snow, so the whole world was covered with a layer of white clothes, don't look at the not formal ski resort, but there are a lot of people, they skied awesome, as light as a swallow, very easy. This is my first time skiing, I think it is too difficult, a little want to give up, my cousin seems to read my mind, said to me: "the ancient saying: the eyes are lazy eggs, the hands are good, why don't you try it?" Hearing my cousin's words, I summoned up my courage and put on the sled. But just as I tried to stand up, I had the feeling that I was going to fall down and could not stand up. So I first observed other people's posture, and it was actually quite simple, just to be steady. So I skied slowly and practiced the basic skills first. Finally kung fu is not enough, I can finally skate up. Although my speed was slow and my posture was not graceful, I believed that "as long as you work hard, you can grind an iron bar into a needle". After I practiced time and time again, I was finally able to ski with dexterity and ease. I was like a dancing butterfly, and became a beautiful landscape on the ski slopes.
I was so happy that I finally learned to ski. I finally tasted the joy of chemistry, the joy of success. I y feel "not through some bone-chilling, how to get the fragrance of plum blossoms", I feel gratified and proud of my brave attempt.
It was a brave attempt5There are many different attempts in life, and the results of the attempts are successful, some failed, some happy, and some sad. Now, I'm going to talk about one of the attempts that made me the bravest.
Once, my grandmother took me to my third uncle's house to play, and it just so happened that my uncle's granddaughter, Sister Angie, was there. I watched her riding a bicycle to and fro in front of the door, and as I watched, it was as if I thought she was like a happy little bird flying free. Grandma came over and saw me staring intently, so she smiled and asked, "Do you want to learn how to ride a bicycle?" I answered without looking back, "Yes!" Grandma waited for Angie sister to finish riding, borrowed a bicycle from her and said she would teach me to ride a bicycle.
Back at Grandma's house, Grandma said, "You first sit on the bike, and then grab the handles on both sides of the faucet, keep your eyes on the front, and keep your body balanced." I did as my grandmother said: first sit on the car, hold on to the two handles, and then pedal forward, but only a few steps out of the distance, fell down. I lost count of the number of times I was crushed by the bike and fell down during the days of learning to ride a bike. But I didn't give up and continued to persevere. One day, I was finally able to ride!
Unfortunately, I fell down every time I turned a corner, and every time I got up, I kept saying to myself, "Come on, you can do it!" I would then practice harder. Finally, one time, I managed to turn the corner without falling, and I was happier than ever.
That's how I finished this brave attempt and one that made me proud. I realized that if I try anything bravely and am not afraid of failure, I can definitely succeed.
It was a brave attempt6Last Saturday night, my mom couldn't come to pick me up after my piano lesson because she was working overtime. She let me walk home by myself.
What? I have to walk home by myself!" When I heard this news, it was as if I was splashed with cold water from head to toe. The piano store is a kilometer away from my house! It's a kilometer away from my house! It's not even during the day, but this late at night, I'm going to have to walk home by myself," I muttered in a low voice. I stood in front of the piano store, shivering from the cold wind. I was so cold, but at this point, there was only one thing on my mind: you have to walk home by yourself!
I took a heavy step toward home. Along the way, I encountered many forks and hesitated many times: which way do I go? In the apprehension, I walked through a traffic light, through a neighborhood, through a four-forked road, finally, after half an hour, I saw the familiar neighborhood, familiar buildings. My pace suddenly relaxed, walked into the neighborhood, just like walking into the paradise".
One, two, three nine buildings, ah! I'm home! I cheered in my heart, leaping and running into the elevator. Ding, the fourth floor is here." The sound, better than heavenly music. The elevator doors slowly opened, and I whooshed out of the elevator, opened the door as fast as I could, and entered the house.
I breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't believe I was back on my own. I was so immersed in pride for a long time that I couldn't help myself
It was a brave attempt7Happy sounds, children's world, yes I stepped happily into the amusement park again.
I started to feel bored after playing the amusement park all over, I bent myself to sit on a chair, looked at the map, and realized that I was left with the last Ferris wheel to play. My friend pulled me along and said, "Go, go ride the Ferris wheel." My legs started to shake and my friend saw it and asked me, "What? Don't you dare?" I bravely said, "Dare!"
We got on the Ferris wheel and sat in the chair, and my heart started to beat harder, like it was being grabbed by someone's hand. The Ferris wheel began to rise, I did not dare to look down through the glass, my friend saw my head sweating, gave me a tissue. I didn't even dare to take it at that time, for fear that I would fall down. I slowly took the tissue and wiped the sweat from my head, and my friend asked me, "Don't you want to look down? It's beautiful." I did not answer.
The ferris wheel turned two rounds and did not stop, I thought to myself: "This has been sitting is too lose it." I looked down and I could actually see the whole amusement park, and I instantly felt it was too much fun. But the Ferris wheel turned around again and stopped, I walked off the Ferris wheel, pulled my friend and said, "Let's play again."
This attempt made me think of what my mom said to me, "Doing something that feels hard at first is actually quite easy, and not all of it is what you think it is."
It was a brave attempt8When I was seven years old, my mom took me to the Nanjing Science and Technology Museum.
My mom and I went to the third floor of the Science and Technology Museum, and I saw a horizontal cylindrical thing, and I felt curious, so I said to my mom, "Mom, can I go in and take a look?" Mom agreed, so I took a big step inside, into the inside only to find: the original is hollow, is a cylindrical "space tunnel", the round wall shines a small purple light, is rapidly rotating, I immediately feel the sky and earth, but I did not retreat determined to walk to the opposite side of the hand, I hold on to the railing next to me, step by step, I will walk to the opposite side, I hold on to the railing next to me, step by step, I hold on to the railing next to me, I hold on to the railing next to me, step by step, I hold on to the railing next to me, step by step. Next to the railing, step by step, brave and a little difficult to walk forward, to the middle of the time, I feel as if my heart jumped to the eye of the throat, I had to close my eyes, there are several times almost because of fear and sat down on the ground, but I thought of my determination, I must complete their own goals, their own in the heart to give themselves cheering and drumming, and finally my eyes saw a few wisps of light, almost to the end of the line, I immediately rushed out, and finally finished the race, and I was very happy. I immediately rushed out, finally completed their own goals, I was happy to smile.
I bravely walked through the cylindrical tunnel, through this attempt I know a truth, no matter what to do, as long as the courage to try, you will find: "This thing was not difficult ah!
That was a brave attempt9"Skateboarding", "wrestling", "tears", these three words best describe my attempt.
I remember last semester, my dad bought me a skateboard. This can make me happy, every day after doing homework with two hands on the wall, two feet on the skateboard, slowly forward "slide".
In a few days, I leaned against the wall and slid forward very skillfully. I was so excited that I decided to go to the open space outside my house and skate.
So, I came outside, put the skateboard steady, left foot on it, right foot a pedal, and slowly slid forward. I didn't fall down! It seems that two weeks of hard practice is not in vain. So, my courage began to grow, just like a free little fish, in the open space back and forth. But, since I thought I could skate, I got careless. "Puff", I fell off the skateboard and scraped my leg.
I wanted to cry, but the tears were stopped by a nameless force. "Right! Behind success, there are often countless failures." I secretly encouraged myself. So I wiped a handful of tears that were about to flow out, stood up resolutely, and skated again.
Now, "up", "down", "crouch" these movements I have used very skillful.
"Behind success, there are often countless failures!" When I fail, I often say this to myself.
That was a brave 'try 10Try anything, no matter success or failure, you will always get unexpected gains and surprises. I also had such an attempt.
Once the dance teacher let me participate in the city's large-scale dance competition - solo dance, I was a little apprehensive, the previous competition is to dance with partners, this time it is surprisingly a solo dance ...... After returning home, I told my mom that I was ready to participate in this event! I told my mom that I was going to participate in this event, and my mom encouraged me, "Go for it! Go and participate! No matter how it turns out, the most important thing is to be brave enough to try!" I heard my mom's words and strengthened my resolve to participate in the solo dance.
In the days before the competition, I as long as I have time to single-mindedly stuck in the practice dance to intensify the practice, follow the accompanying music, over and over again ...... brain loaded with is a good practice, do not let down their own hard work to learn more than five years of dance, the heart of the mind is just hard practice, and then hard practice! ......
By the day of the competition, with the process of the competition, it was my turn to go on stage, just stand on the stage that moment, my brain blank, I thought I could not jump up, the heart fluttering fluttering jump, I panicked, more and more feel that the opponents are very strong, their own a movement will not be able to jump! ...... I remembered my mom's words of encouragement---be brave and try! Regardless of success or failure! The moment the accompanying music started, I found the feeling at once, one by one, the movement followed the music back to my mind, while listening to the music, once in my heart silently recite the beat of the usual practice. That's how I bravely finished a solo dance. When the results of the competition came out, I was so excited that I came in second place!
When I got home, I told my mom the good news, and she said, "People always need to try, and with trying, you will have unexpected gains and surprises!"
That was a brave attempt 11There are many times in life to try, I am no exception, these attempts whether success or failure, are very memorable to me. One of my most impressive is the experience of diving in the Maldives.
That day the wind and sunshine, the weather was clear, looking out over the water and the sky, the waves, the sea water is clear to the bottom. "Wow! The weather is so nice, let's go scuba diving!" Mom suggested.
I was apprehensive to come to the diving platform, change into a diving suit, back on the oxygen tanks, wearing a diving goggles, wear flippers, slowly underwater at this moment I sweaty palms, white face, the heart is panicked: how to do? Why am I so scared now? I know all four swimming strokes, why am I so scared when I dive? Manly man, can not fall off the chain at the critical moment. I began to calm down, clenched my fists, I hardened my head, and slowly walked into the sea I began to play back in my mind the coach taught me the essentials of the action: feet front and back open stand, one hand to hold down the mask, one hand to press the air cylinder strap, slowly sink down. Gradually I adapted to the water temperature and mastered the rhythm. At this time, my eyes appeared in front of a group of thousands of forms, colorful fish, swimming freely, as if in a race with me, my speed also followed a lot faster, I finally overcame my inner panic, like a real fish roaming in the seabed, and enjoy the diving to bring me incomparable joy, the heart is very happy!
Back to the shore, I looked at the endless sea, and thought: as long as you persist, the victory may be on the other side. This brave attempt is still unforgettable to me!
That was a brave attempt 12A famous person said, "Practice is the first ladder of progress, there is practice, in order to enable you to make discoveries, life is inevitably successful, inevitably fail." In life, that time is a brave attempt to make me carved in my heart.
Sunny day, the weather is particularly sunny, tile blue sky floating with white clouds, I am excited, smiling to the roller skating rink, to see others in the skating light as a swallow, I thought: if the change is that I am sure to fall down. Then I thought: How do I know I won't know if I don't try? So I put on my roller skates and carefully held onto the railing, step by step. But I saw to see other people skating to quite fast, while I was difficult to move, I carefully observe other people's feet is a figure of eight shape skating, swinging hands to keep the body balance. I learned from others to skate, finally can advance a little, but still very slow, so I continued to practice, again and again failed, again and again fell. By evening, the sunset was full of sunshine, and I was sweating ...... I succeeded, and I could gallop like a stallion. I finally learned to skate fast.
I was very happy, because I got the joy of gliding, tasted the joy of success, and felt gratified and proud. This can not help but remind me of a poem: how to get the plum blossom without some bone-chilling cold.
That was a brave attempt 13Life is inevitable a few attempts, it may be successful, may be a failure. But a famous person once said: try is the ladder of progress. Among my countless brave attempts, this one is particularly impressive.
This year's summer vacation, my partner in the beginning of the prevalence of playing roller skating, the neighborhood often have a few small partners together from here to there, and from the front of the building to the back of the building skating ...... I look at the heart of the itch, but also to try.
I let my father bought me a pair of roller skates, one evening, I took the roller skates and my father came downstairs. I just put on the roller skates, there is a feeling to fall. Both feet would not listen to me. I carefully held on to my dad's hand and walked forward step by step. At this time I found other children rowing very fast and very skillful, I carefully observed their footwork, the movement must be the feet into the "eight" shape, and must be well coordinated. I see understand the main points, I want my father to let me also try once, just a foot lift, I fell a "four body to the sky", which can be my pain ...... I gritted my teeth, bravely stood up, and once again to observe other people's movements: they slip, both hands swing back and forth, in order to maintain the balance. to keep their balance. I relaxed my nerves and imitated their movements. It was a great effort. I finally got good at it, but my posture was not good at all. Failure after failure, sweat soaked my clothes, but I was not discouraged, continue to practice, finally I can free skate. I was so happy, you have to realize that the feeling of just learning is really like flying.
Rubbing my sore butt, I y felt the meaning of the phrase "the sharpness of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of the plum blossom comes from the bitter cold", and only by boldly trying will I succeed.
That was a brave attempt 14Each in life will have to try, but my attempt is different. My attempt was to cook by myself. Although it was not very successful, but I think there is something else.
Playing computer I heard the sound of the phone I immediately ran over to hear the voice of my father, my father said, "do not come to dinner tonight," before I could say that my father has hung up the computer.
I looked at the time has been more than five o'clock, it is time to eat, but into the kitchen found nothing, snacks are gone, pocket money is also used up: "how to do, is it necessary to do the night "hungry ghost"?
Opened the refrigerator found a few eggs, I want to try to do a few eggs.
To the kitchen, took out a bowl and cracked the eggshells, and then poured the eggs into the bowl and began to mix, I put the pan hot, poured the oil heard the "bang bang" sound, the heart panicked. I cover the egg down, immediately heard the "crackling" sound, I have been afraid to go near the pot, because in my childhood I was burned by the oil, up a big bag.
I carefully picked up the spatula in the pot to turn the eggs a few times, and there was a "crackling" sound this time, as if it had been fried, and the oil has been "popping" out of the pan, scaring me to death.
I see almost, turn off the gas stove to the egg "put" out on the plate and poured some soy sauce hastily made a bowl of rice to start eating, two eggs plus a bowl of rice is my evening meal. I took a bite of one of the eggs, "Why does it feel like an egg shell?" Sure enough, there are some tiny shells inside the egg, no matter what can only be eaten together.
This dinner is not very tasty, but it is my own hand-made, I overcame the fear of oil is also a bold attempt.
It was a bold attempt15
I remember when I first started to break into a baby camp in Wanda Plaza, I was a little scared of the 7th, 9th and 20th levels. The 7th level is a little high, and like a swing, like a swing thing has 5, it has a board below, is used to prevent injuries, I just started to pass this level, I am stepping on the protective plate, and then want to swing like a thing to pull to one side, and then, the group beat that I can not step on the protective plate, I tried not to step on the protective plate, success, I am very excited, I am determined to no matter what the difficulties encountered I was very excited and I was determined that no matter what difficulties I encountered, I would be brave enough to try.
Level 9 is also very high, level 9 is about the same as the column, there is only a large and the column is about the same thing, but I have to be brave this time to try. I let it wobble first, then I was pulling on the ropes on both sides to sit up, and when I finally came down, I almost went over the top, and I did it again!
Level 20 is still very high, and it's very difficult with two seesaws that overlap a bit. It took me a few tries, but I was so excited that I forgot to tell you that the baby camp at Wanda Plaza is rope-protected and very safe.
Through this test, I got a great harvest, my harvest is: as long as the courage to try, there is nothing that can not be done!