I urgently request a composition of about 200 words about Li Bai’s reflections on jumping to the moon.

A grinding pestle becomes a needle

Li Bai has been a very smart child since he was a child. When he was 5 years old, little Li Bai was sitting in front of the window and started to recite famous articles from his predecessors loudly, shaking his head. However, Li Bai was also a playful child at that time, and like other children, he inevitably had some shortcomings. One day, the teacher was still giving a lecture, but he became distracted while listening. He stared out the window with his big eyes, and in his mind he remembered the story of the golden carp that his mother told him last night. Li Bai thought: "Those little fish are so beautiful wearing clothes with golden scales and shining in the sunlight. But will their beauty attract bad guys? If they are caught, they will not be able to be free. The ground is swimming, how pitiful." Look, Li Bai began to fall into the fantasy world he had woven. The teacher saw Li Bai's stunned look and knew that he was not paying attention to the lesson, so he stopped the lesson and said angrily: "Li Bai, stand up and repeat what I just said." Li Bai suddenly woke up and stood up in a hurry, but said No words can come out. "The classmates are all laughing at me!" Li Bai's face turned red, and he felt extremely embarrassed. On the way home from school, Li Bai was still angry with himself. Suddenly, he found a white-haired old woman grinding a very thick iron rod by a clear stream. The old woman polished it very seriously and hard, and big drops of sweat rolled down her forehead. But the old woman just raised her hand to wipe the sweat with her sleeve, and continued to grind the big iron rod. Li Bai was very curious when he saw the old woman grinding the iron rod so hard. So he ran forward and came to the old woman's side. While gently pulling the corner of her clothes, he said politely: "Hello, mother-in-law. Why are you sharpening this big iron rod?" The old woman continued to sharpen her iron rod attentively, and said without looking back: "I, I want to grind it into a thin embroidery needle." Li Bai's eyes widened, and he pouted and said: "So Can a thick iron rod be ground into a needle?" The old woman turned to look at Li Bai. Seeing his disbelief, she stopped what she was doing, knelt down and said to Li Bai kindly: "Good boy, As long as you work hard, an iron rod can be ground into an embroidery needle!" Li Bai nodded vigorously as if he suddenly understood a profound truth. This incident left a deep impression on Li Bai and had a positive impact on his future study and life. Later, whenever he encountered difficulties in his studies, he would naturally think of the teaching that "if you work hard enough, an iron rod can be ground into a needle", and he would cheer up, muster up the courage, and work hard unremittingly. For a period of time, in order to concentrate on his studies, he even moved to a Taoist temple to study hard in peace of mind. It was with this spirit that he read a large number of books, which laid a solid foundation for his future success in poetry creation.

The Immortal of Poetry descends to earth