In my colorful childhood, there are many things, some of which are forgotten, some of which are vague, but there is one thing I can't forget, just like a scar grows in my memory.
I remember that summer, my parents took me to wanpingkou seaside park for a swim. When I arrived at wanpingkou Seashore Park, my father was the first to go to the sea, and I was the second. My mother was afraid of the cold and did not dare to go to the sea, but I pulled her to the sea! Into the sea, the mountain like waves continue to hit, I left to right block, or unable to resist. I went ashore, thought and thought, and finally came up with a good way to let dad take my feet, and then lift them up, so that they would not be hit by the waves. At that time, I took the swimming circle. The first time was ok, but the second time was not so lucky. Because the waves were too big and my father used too much force, he almost lifted me out of the swimming circle. My head was suddenly inserted into the sea, and my feet were still hanging on the swimming circle. It was like hanging a Golden hook upside down. In front of my eyes, it was dark. I was busy trying to catch something. I choked on the sea water and my throat was burning. At this time, dad wanted to take me to the deep sea to play, but he couldn't see my shadow looking around. Looking back, dad saw my swimming circle. When he saw my feet on it, he was scared. He picked me up quickly, and I was scared. My mother refused to let me go to the sea, but I insisted on going to the sea to learn swimming, and my father also supported me. Since then, I have never been afraid of the sea.
I learned to swim that summer. Through this matter, I have learned a truth: the more difficult it is, the more we must stick to it to the end, so that we can get better results.