Summer, on the way home, then the glare of the sun is also unable to disperse depressed in my gloom. I locked his brow, I worked very hard, the homework and exams finish also count as one of the very best in class, but why the score is always difficult to break through Cloud Provider?
After I get home, I will quietly hide in the cabin there, facing too horrible to look at the papers, one heave great sighs. After a long time, the door is pushed away, grandpa came in, gave me a pair of gloves, said: "rice fields where weeds are long out, we go to the grass." I frowned to the furrowed brow, reluctantly went along.
At first, I have a stubbly didn't stubble one one identify the weeds and rice, the weeds an one root uprooted. The accidental, but see grandpa has been ahead of me, I can not help but anxious aggressive, how can I behind people? So quickly accelerated, accelerated! Suddenly, my two hands and danced wildly, beard eyebrows grasped, catch what pull what...... So, I quickly soared, soon, I pulled into the paddy end, turn head a see, oh, grandpa is still behind in the busy ageLOC Me. Humming a tune, singing a happy song, proud smile suddenly in my face rippled away before the brow, unhappy.
At noon, she ran to greet me and grandpa home for dinner, I run to grandma, pointing to the paddy field, showing off his record. Grandma follow I refers to the direction of gaze, exclaimed: "you pull over? Why there are so many weeds?" My smile froze, looked, I saw grandpa that piece of paddy rice was only wind sway, and that piece of land I was still stand tall and many weeds, or incomplete or complete, it shook his head at me in irony. How so? I suddenly froze. At this time, the side of the grandfather walked over, said slowly: "you ah, is the pursuit of speed not to matter."
Speed not matter? At this time, only two hands wildly dancing scene clearly in my mind. Yes, speed is not seeking quality! It was my question! On the way hom! On the way home from the field, I have been in the minds of repeated chewing this sentence nu skin hk......
Back to the cottage there, on the table of papers and presented in front of us, this time, I sat down, review: look, here, some characters lively and vigorous flourishes in calligraphy to fly; and there, quegaboshaotui words meet the eye everywhere; and word is lose one's beyond recognition, illegible; what is more, don't read the topic to write...... Oh, I shouldn't have it -- only a moment, but forget the importance of quality. Brow suddenly stretch, I picked up a pen, conscientiously corrected every place......
Look up to the sky, the sun seems to moderate, gently smoothed my brow, into my heart, the heart deeply repressed away the haze.