A composition about me and my growth mentor (geography teacher), no less than 600 words, no more than 800 words, fast. . . Valid only at 2:30 on December 11, 2011. Thanks

This is my true growth experience, and it is also my gratitude to my psychological mentor... My letter of thanks - Brave Heart

I am very happy to give it to you write a letter! I haven’t written a letter for a long time and I don’t even know what to write (haha). Let me tell you about my growing experience! So that you can get to know me better and help me out of trouble as soon as possible. I would like to thank you!

Before I went to middle school, I lived with my grandma and grandpa. My parents and I lived in a ten-square-meter room. Although I didn't study well and was always on tenterhooks, my family was warm, even though there were some minor disturbances occasionally. At that time, I was innocent and lively, jumping around all day long and always restless. I always long for happiness, and I am happy when I can do what I want. Whenever I indulge in happiness, I forget all the troubles and enjoy this wonderful time.

However, my natural curiosity made me make some bad friends. They taught me to lie, laugh at others, cheat, be selfish, and be rebellious... I discovered that many things can be done the same way: building a good relationship with the teacher can lead to a good student, lying about forgetting to bring it when not doing homework, skipping school and not going to class. Stealing things, cheating and teasing my best friends... Because I was not good at studying, I had to deceive the teacher like this, but I knew there were many things I couldn't do and I couldn't do them, so I never did them.

I know that my nature is pure and kind, and a little silly, so they treat me as a fool, laugh at me, tease me and take advantage of me. At that time, I just had low self-esteem and didn't know why they did this to me. Slowly, as I grew older, I gradually understood - it was jealousy. I have a natural artistic talent. I was the leader in kindergarten. In elementary school, my various talents gradually unfolded, including recitation, singing, dancing, painting, creation, electronic keyboard... I really love them! I'm happy about it and proud of it! I am a born performer, I love to show off, I love to be in the limelight, I am vain, I want to pursue perfection! But, I also have low self-esteem, lazy, weak, impetuous, empty, sensitive...

I am the most fun-loving and the least fond of studying in the class. I tried my best not to do my homework, but my grades couldn't be faked. Once I got the lowest score in the class on an English test, and the teacher wanted to invite my parents. I had no choice but to tell my parents, and the test paper had my name printed on it in bright red. The blood, printed together with the impressive score, was shocking. I know my parents also hate iron, but I really hate studying. I am afraid of teachers, classmates, and textbooks. Waking up every morning was like falling into hell, I was in so much pain, I couldn't eat breakfast, and I felt like vomiting every morning!

However, I finally came over. I went to a not-so-good junior high school. As I grew up, I became more and more out of tune with the surrounding environment. Their quality was low, such as smoking, fighting, and sex. They drink, fight, and do whatever they want together. I want to get out of this environment! There is only one way, and that is to study hard! I started studying. Although my foundation was very poor, through my hard work, my grades finally improved, and I no longer hate going to school! Finally, in my third year of junior high school, I was promoted to the fast class. This was a turning point in my fate! Being in the fast track class means that you can go to high school and go to college! However, due to my poor foundation, I am much different from others. I always blame myself and blame myself desperately. If I don’t do well in the exam, I will hit myself, pinch myself, and hit myself hard, but it doesn’t help. My grades are still the same. Without any ups and downs, it plunged me into a deep inferiority complex and distorted my soul. When I got to high school, I finally got the first place in my grade for the first time in my life. I felt like this was a joke made by God. How could I be the first? God must feel that he owes me something to make me happy. I kept denying myself like this, feeling both inferior and conceited. I am trying to survive in the midst of contradictions! My natural talents are what I cherish most and have always been proud of. It is like an unknown force encouraging me and guiding me.

Although I didn't know what it was when I was young, my consciousness told me - I couldn't give up on myself easily!

When I was a sophomore in high school, I told myself that when I entered the new class, I would change everything about me! I no longer burn the midnight oil, no longer self-abuse, and strive to become brave and cheerful. Work hard to get along with your classmates! I finally did it. I won everyone's friendship and integrated into the group. Everyone likes to listen to me singing and hosting shows. I have friends! I'm so happy! My grades have also stabilized!

Happy time always passes quickly. In the blink of an eye, we were separated in the third year of high school. We were so sad. Our whole class ran to the restaurant and had the last dinner. The classmates all cried, male and female. The students were all drunk, and everyone was so sad. They kept saying, "We are from Class 6, we are from Class 6!" It's a pity that I didn't go that time because under the pressure of the college entrance examination, I had this compulsive consciousness and I couldn't do anything! I sleep every day, I am afraid, I am afraid that I will destroy myself! I thought a lot, I even thought I wouldn’t survive today! But, in this abyss of pain, you appear! You are like a bright light in the dark night, giving me hope of rebirth! Give me confidence, give me courage, give me affirmation! I will never forget you in my life, you are my mentor on the way to growth, and you are my motivation to move forward! Thank you sincerely, I don’t know how to express my gratitude to you! Only thanks, thanks, thanks...

The road to growth is so difficult that I can hardly bear the lightness of life. I slowly realized that this world is the only paradise! The dignity of life cannot be given up under any circumstances! No matter you are beautiful or ugly, happy or miserable, rich or poor! Everyone has the right to live! Because we are the only ones who can decide our own destiny! Although I have not fully recovered yet, I will work hard to be brave, work hard, and study hard! There is still a long road ahead for me, and I will persevere to finish it no matter what! I want to prove to myself that I can do it!

I stood at the crossroads of life, looking back sadly, tears streaming down my face, and I felt so haggard as the fallen flowers fluttered back. I suddenly felt that life is just the length of a cigarette, so short and so brilliant! I want to seize the spark of life, even if it is only for a moment! Several years later, when I stand at the crossroads of life again, I will still think of these stormy days, but I will no longer be hesitant or helpless, because at that time, I was already