Walking along with Lotus

Yuwei - Beijing, China
Entered on April 1, 2009
Age Group: 18 - 30
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I am Asian, and I believe in lotus. The petal of the lotus are pink, white, or yellow, and quite ordinary, unattractive in appearance, but the plant is strong and hardy.

During my year of preparation for the National College Entrance Examation, overloaded by piles of assignments and pressure from my parents and teachers as well as myself, I could almost not bear them anymore. I was so distracted by the far-reaching pressure that I had to find ways to relieve myself from my weary body by retreating into my mind when I accidentally came across my album. Photos flashing in front of my eyes, I walked down memory lane to remind myself of how tough, as lotus, I once was.

I was 6 when I first began to learn how to ride a bicycle. My father had instructed me for more than two weeks in summer. However, I still couldn’t keep balance on the bike. Depressed and determind not to let my parents and myself down, I became the one who quickly finished dinner, sidled through the door without telling them where I went, kept practicing riding all by myself. I was the one who didn’t tell anyone my about my secret to boast of my progress. Consequently, it turned out I really sent them a super present: it was totally out of their expectations to watch me riding a bicycle smoothly on a sunny afternoon.

In the same way that I gratified my dear parents by insisting on something difficult, I pleased them once more after stepping out of the examination hall with a bright smile on a sunny afternoon.

As a matter of fact, I know there’s something else contributing to the victory. When I was confronted with the entrance to junior high school from primary school, I hadn’t expected a disaster was awaiting me.

During my last of primary school, I eventually lost the opportunity to enter my ideal school, which was caused mainly because of a boy’s family’s influence. On hearing the news that I missed the seemingly promising future, my family was extemely frustrated and couldn’t help worrying about my future. Those days were the first Waterloo in my life. Maybe partly because of my youth, I didn’t suffer a lot from it. But I was aware that the strong spirit encouarged me to go on working hard, grow myself to feel my family’s burden. I have decided to be a long-distance runner rather than a short-distance runner. Before I became a junior high student, I usually got up at my mother’s repeated request. When I started my struggle to realise the dream, I managed to wake my mother up frequently, even the city was still sleeping in the freezing winter.

After three years of continual hard work, I finally succeeded in entering one of the best senior high schools in Beijing, which made great contributions to my victory in the National College Entrance Examination.