There are many colors of life: passionate red, calming blue, mysterious purple, and so on. . .
What is the meaning of life?We might not be able to understand now.Perhaps it is a goal, or maybe it is a dream?
If you ask me what is the color of my life, I will tell you a story that happened to me. I remembered it was the start of my fourth grade, and it was a Wednesday.I was looking forward to my teacher’s comment of my first weekly journal.Even though the comment consisted of just two lines, I was delighted because my teacher had selected me to be the Language Class representative.This was such a surprise, because my grammar was not the best in the class and my penmanship was not good.I do not even want to bring up the level of my essay writing.This was a surprise indeed.I was nevertheless quite excited.Since that day, I had studied hard and practiced my calligraphy.I helped my teacher to collect and correct assignments.Not only did I become the Language Class representative, I also won the approval of my teacher and classmates.From this event, I think my life is purple.As long as I work hard, I will have unexpected rewards.This encourages me to search for more surprises and more rewards.