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Night will bring endless reverie, lying in bed, quietly thinking about the past dribs and drabs, one by one pictures flashed in front of my eyes. But I always feel that I am not important. Occasionally my thoughts flew to the sports meeting half a month ago.

On that day, the weather swept away the haze of the past, and the blue sky and fresh air made people feel particularly good. Long-distance running has always been an item of great concern on the sports field. Whenever the long-distance race begins, there will be many people outside the runway, busy for the candidates who compete for the championship.

Soon, the gunshots of the race sounded, and the runners tried their best to fight for honor. Inadvertently, my eyes focused on a fallen figure, and I saw the sneer around me, and there were disdain eyes everywhere. At that time, I thought to myself: he was also very sad, and he made a fool of himself on the first lap. When everyone thought he was going to quit the game because of failure, to our surprise, he stood up, straightened his chest, rubbed the fallen part with his hand and ran after him. I may have been blindsided. But the admiration that follows is natural. I saw him grit his teeth and continue running on the track.

Perhaps in his heart, he knows better than anyone that he is far from his opponent, but he doesn't seem to care. He doesn't seem to be a man with both fame and fortune, but an open-minded man, fighting for himself.

At this time, I cast an admiring look at him. I'm thinking, in fact, life is like a race, some people will fall, but as long as we don't give in, don't give up, get up and run again, we will definitely run out of our own track.

Towards the end of the race, I ran to the finish line. Not far from the finish line, I saw a familiar figure. Although the expression of pain is obvious, the sweat soaked the forehead and the clumsy running posture. This is the end, no fame, no praise.

But I want to say, in fact, at the moment he ran to the finish line, he had already succeeded, because he defeated his biggest enemy, himself, and broke through a difficulty on the road of life, which is more important than honor.

Although we have never met, I will always remember your figure in the game.

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