An essay about writing Baidu.

How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? No matter what you do, you can only succeed if you work hard.

Success is a word that some people have and some people fantasize about. At that moment, I really felt the joy of success.

In the third grade, I dare not raise my hand to speak. I dare not raise my hand in class every time, for fear that I can't speak well. Because of this, the teacher always calls me up to answer questions in class, and I always prevaricate. Finally, one day I was called to the office, and the teacher said to me, "You should speak boldly. If you make a mistake, the teacher will not say you. " I just nodded hesitantly. In the next class, I still didn't dare to raise my hand Gradually, I found that it was no good going on like this. How to understand knowledge without raising your hand? So I go home every day, and I add an assignment for myself: reading the text to my parents. At first, the voice was not very loud, and reading was not very emotional. Later, at my mother's suggestion, I read the voice a little louder and felt a little more emotional. So day after day, my mother said to me, "Today, your aunt is here. Please read it to her." I nodded timidly. It was the first time that I read to people other than my parents. Soon, my aunt came and my mother handed me the book. I think my heart is about to jump out. I picked up the book nervously, and my mouth seemed to be blocked by something, and I couldn't make a sound at all. I gritted my teeth and read it stiffly, with a voice as low as a mosquito's hum. I glanced at my mother and aunt. It seems that a pair of warm hands have pulled me out of the tense predicament and led me to the light. Slowly, the more I read, the more energetic I became, and I was no longer afraid. I can't help reading aloud, because at this moment, I have understood that in the face of my fears, I must believe and go forward to win the final victory. When I put down the book in my hand, my mother and aunt immediately applauded me. "It's really good to read." Aunt said that my heart was as sweet as honey at that time, really, and later I realized that it was a feeling of success!

After that, my courage grew bigger and bigger. In an open class, the teacher asked a question and no one in the class answered. The teacher's eyes scanned uneasily among the students. I raised my hand confidently, and the teacher was slightly younger. I won everyone's applause fluently.

Later, my reading was also affirmed by everyone. Yes, there will be a rainbow after the storm, and there will be success. On the wide lawn, I shouted to the sky in my heart: I succeeded!

Is this enough?