This is a school-climbing days.
I looked up and, and Tarzan Xiangshan though not half of the steep, but it also has this kind of momentum: although there is a narrow winding path, but the rugged rocks the roadside, the Peak into the sky.
I actually back two steps, I am scared!
I quietly surrounded by boys is a lively one, enraptured of; girls do? Everybody huddled with the body surface, such as loess, ashen face was that I was finally made a little solace.
Team slowly forward, I moved forward a step by step. Suddenly, a large stone at the foot of sloshing, I rushed clinging to a tree next to a gravel with just shaking Lianbengdaitiao to roll down. I am scared face was white, give up! I said to myself, do not foolishly insisted on the do not want to follow the same track, and I even like to Biqiyanjing do not see the road that twists and turns. However, a Biqiyanjing, once the stumble, his would be the same as those little stones to fall to ... ... I would even have the courage to say to give up.
"The teacher did not want to climb the ... ...." Students really quit! I thought skirted the slightest feeling of pleasure, it seems some people and my companion.
I turned to the teacher went over there: "Well, teacher, I would like to retire ... ..."
Suddenly, I saw a winter jasmine, which bloom on my smiling face. Yes ah! After a winter of bitter suffering, and finally persevered. Flowers like this person so what? I stand tall, move forward.
How many times you want to give up, how many times you want to quit. But whenever this point, the heart of winter jasmine another smile, it makes me grow. So, in turn adhere to the Peak forward.
Finally chose to stand on the hilltop, I would like to distant cry: I did it, insist that I grew up, growth path, need to adhere to.
坐在公交车上，车懒懒地绕行着，我望着窗外，除了喧闹不停的车辆，还有那一株株争奇斗艳的迎春花，一束束婀娜多姿的桃花，将我的思绪带到登山时疲惫不堪的情景。
这是学校组织登山的日子。
我抬头一望，香山虽不及泰山一半的险峻，却也有这般气势：虽然有一条羊肠小道，但路边怪石嶙峋，山顶直冲云霄。
我竟然退后两步，我害怕了！
我悄悄地环绕四周，男生则一个个生龙活虎，眉飞色舞的；女生呢？个个蜷缩着身体，面如黄土，铁青着脸，我心里总算稍稍有了安慰。
队伍缓慢地前进，我一步步地往前挪。突然，脚下的大石头一晃荡，我则急忙抱住旁边的树，一个小石子随着刚才的晃动，连蹦带跳地滚下去。我吓得脸都白了，放弃吧！我对自己说，不要再傻傻的坚持了，不想再走了，我甚至想闭起眼睛，不去看那些曲折的路。可是一闭起眼睛，一旦失足，自己就会像那些小石子一样地摔下去……我甚至有勇气说放弃。
“老师……不想再爬了。”真的有同学退出了！我心里掠过一丝高兴之情，看来有人和我作伴。
我转身向老师那边走去：“那么，老师，我也要退……”
刹那间，我看到了一株迎春花，它在对我绽放笑脸。是啊！经过一个冬天的痛苦煎熬，终于坚持下来。花犹如此人又如何？我挺起胸膛，迈步向前。
多少次想要放弃，多少次想要退出。但每当此时，心里的迎春花又一次微笑，它使我成长。于是，便又坚持往山顶前进。
终于站到了山顶，我愿向远方呐喊：我成功了，坚持使我长大，成长的路，需要坚持。