Without the ocean of great waves, not be true ocean; Without the life of twists and turns, also not be real life absolutely. Because this faces the life that covers bramble, we also should dread none, it is difficult to greet and go up, because be jumped over hard, happier.
没有波涛的海洋，不是真正的海洋；没有波折的生活，也绝不是真正的生活。因此面对布满荆棘的人生，我们也应毫不畏惧，迎难而上，因为越努力，越幸福。
—— preface
——题记
Just entered first one, I still am enmeshed in elementary school in that happy life. A little incommensurate to the education way that changes suddenly first and time government pattern. So, I still am following the life when elementary school. But the failure of first time exam lets my recognize reality. Return the home in, the satchel with heavy debus, my paralysis sits before desk. A piece of enters sweat examination paper that is held, lie in like mud at the moment. Remember a teacher give the care with parents, I feel ashamed regret is sentimental. Open a window, full window faint scent still makes me carry do not have a mind. The mother is pushed open the door, see the about of my dejected and that piece of wrinkled examination paper, the laugh of be clear. Pat the shoulder that pats me, path: “ daughter, come with me. ”
刚入初一，我还沉浸在小学那快活的日子里。对初一突然改变的教学方式和时间管理方式有些不适应。所以，我仍遵循着小学时的生活。可第一次测验的失败让我认清了现实。回到家里，卸下沉重的书包，我瘫坐在书桌前。被捏的进入汗水的一张试卷，像烂泥一样躺在眼前。想起老师的付出和父母的关心，我感到愧疚伤感。打开窗子，满窗清香仍令我提不起神。母亲推开门，看见我颓唐的模样和那张皱巴巴的试卷，了然的笑了笑。便拍拍我的肩，道：“女儿，跟我来。”
Walk into a kitchen, the mother begins knead dough to make steamed stuffed bun, I 100 think of do not get its to solve, but still illuminate did. Maternal finger is very agile, after the fill of steamed stuffed bun of half giving a flower enters sweet sweetened bean taste, finger is holding a mouth, come back gently, a beautiful “ lotus ” broadened. Not a little while, the mother has wrapped 10 steamed stuffed bun, dough composition is a little dry, resemble the old person of have one foot in the grave, a bit does not look to go out inside the sweetened bean taste that having sweetness.
走进厨房，母亲开始和面做包子，我百思不得其解，但还是照做了。母亲的手指很灵活，给花一半的包子灌入甜甜的豆沙后，手指捏着开口，轻轻一旋，一朵美丽的“莲花”就绽开了。不一会儿，母亲已经包好十个包子了，面团作文有些干了，就像风烛残年的老人，丝毫看不出里面有着甜蜜的豆沙。
These “ steamed stuffed bun are wrinkled, really ugly! ” mother laughs and not language, put steamed stuffed bun steam box, vapor begins to diffuse, gently the ooze on bamboo basket became full water. The mother lifted to seam, let me look well inside. See those wrinkled steamed stuffed bun only, become plump gradually in the vapor of boiling hot rise. They are trembling slightly, exhaust systemic effort is resisting it seems that the descent of high temperature. They expand gradually rise, present the snow-white Wen Run like jade giving the beauty, I see each is small the antagonism setback that life is trying hard, exuviate turns them into wanted look. Take out steamed stuffed bun, they each come out of gray cortical, present a colour and lustre like Bai Yu. Shut eye to be buried in thought, I experienced them it seems that the sweet heart gratitude to adversity.
“这些包子皱巴巴的，真丑啊！”母亲笑而不语，将包子放入了蒸笼，水蒸气开始弥漫，轻轻的竹笼上沁满了水。母亲掀起了一条缝，让我好好看看里面。只见那些皱巴巴的包子，在滚烫的水蒸气中逐渐变得丰满起来。它们正微微颤抖，似乎用尽全身的力气抵抗着高温的侵袭。它们渐渐膨胀起来，呈现出美玉般的雪白温润，我看到一个个小生命正努力的对抗挫折，蜕变成它们想要的样子。取出包子，它们一个个都褪去了灰色的外皮，呈现出白玉般的色泽。闭目凝思，我似乎体会到了它们甜蜜内心对逆境的感激。
This ability laughed at the mother, slowly say: If “ is not the vapor of high temperature, if do not have,try hard be able to bear or endure high temperature, how the look that ability decay wants into oneself? Just can jump over happiness hard more! ”
母亲这才笑了，缓缓说道：“如果不是高温的水蒸气，如果没有努力的耐住高温，如何才能蜕变成自己想要的样子？越努力才会越幸福啊！”
Return a room, my heart supports like clear spring fill, cool and halcyon. Be! Try hard more, ability will be happier, always do not hope to be in together with disappointment in the life? Want me to try hard quite only, talent is promising, ability will be happy.
回到房间，我心如清泉灌顶，凉爽而宁静。是啊！越努力，才会越幸福，生活中不总是希望与失望同在吗？只要我够努力，才有希望，才会幸福。(文/彭宇佳)