Struggle

Since the choice, it is necessary trials and hardships; only to pay, we should no regrets. - Inscription
I was born in rural areas, rural father was a substitute teacher, teaching in private schools long, hard and get up early and stay up late the accumulated body should not have made good his father's failing health, combined with successive years of bronchitis often cough. Bad influence in school, the school department as reasons, and my father eventually forced to quit the monthly salary of the working class work is not high, which means out of work and at home. Mom was a sheer labor of rural women. The simple life, farming the tired, heavy family burden, coupled with my sister and her mother is not sensible old a lot. Mother to all her youth are dedicated to the entire family, but my mother never complained, never regretted it. I know, my sister and my mother's life care, my sister and my mother always spiritual power. No matter how life distress, how difficult. My sister and I learn as long as the future elite universities, parents, no matter how hard they will not be overwhelmed by life. My parents and my sister is always hope and waiting.
Dad is not good for the body, the father can not go to work. But no father's wages, which means we cut off a source of livelihood of people. Home fields every year, recession, bad harvest when they lose money. So, my sister and I always will have the possibility of dropping out of school. Because my father is a teacher, good character, generous kind, in the summer was invited to give extra lessons, fees are low, serious and responsible, so we have a unit that won a good reputation. So my father at home, own business, and set up a "Rural children left home." But this is a public good, so it is only through hard work accompanied by such a meager profit to sustain their families. However, due to various reasons, the situation is not very optimistic. Baba had borne the day, this mother and father had a falling out "n" times stand up.
My sister and I were to good results in 08, 09, admitted to the Dang in abundance, in the neighbors view, how they envy us, a provincial focus, one is a national key high school. Our parents are proud, but my sister and I both know that the pride behind and what it means - is not only a huge cost, as well as all the pressure. I sincerely hope with parents, with relatives and friends good wishes, gorgeous colored with his own dreams to enter colleges and universities this. But one semester, one academic year have passed, and I love to make all of my disappointment, I sorry for them, my grades plummeted, and I could not believe their own self-discipline has always been good how hard will fail.
In fact, I have now is a sophomore. I have grown up, but also understand a lot of things. Urgent desire for success on the sincere friendship maintenance, a better vision of love, etc., etc., this all so I can not sleep. Maybe some things are too early, too early for me, I can not go, "intoxicated." I know I have to go make a choice, should not have to give up. Because I come from rural areas, I do not want to be behind. I am a rural person, I clearly know that every child in a rural mission is to complete the wish of the previous generation left. Out of the countryside and into cities to seek better and higher grade of city life, never again suffer in rural areas suffer, not to let others look down, not to let their own children also born in the rural areas, I want to change their fate, I'm going to struggle, struggle, struggle ... I know, everything I have no choice, I must succeed, everything does not allow me to fail, I can not fail.
I know I chose the road is full of bitterness, despair, loneliness and pain. But this is my only way out. Although I am a rural person, I can not "hate" because "hate" will bring all the troubles and failures, I'm going to love, love yourself, love life, love all the people who love me. I understand that only love can bring joy, can bring success.
Although I now have scars, but the "shock troops" in Sando's a "do not abandon, do not give up," I see hope, maybe I will once again failed, but I will once again stretched the wings of a pair of unyielding to one of their own hard work out of the sky. I now appears that yesterday's successes and failures have no meaning to grasp today, so tomorrow reveal more brilliant smile, with the struggle of the will of the youthful oath to defend. No hesitation, no longer wandering, to grasp the progress of their own. All rely on their own efforts, strong wind and rain through with sweat verify the success of youth without any regrets. Life does not believe in tears, but not back, even if unaccompanied in front, I have to go.
Struggle, we must give up the share of freedom, choice accompanied by quiet solitude.
Struggle, we must give up that part of fate, courage, self-confidence accompanied by choice.
Struggle, we must get rid of that prosperity, accompanied by selected bitter suffering.
Life is good, so that everyone can cherish what they have every day, so that life no regrets.