倚墙而立,扶墙而行。望着耸立的高墙,长长的,深深的,在那尽头的大门多么遥远,脚下的小道是怎样的曲折,恍惚之中,我已迷茫,还有多久才能到达?此时的我已疲惫不堪,思绪也已飘向远方……那一次比赛,望着其他同学手中闪闪发光的奖杯,我便不争气地哭了起来。那是一堵高墙,一堵无法跨越的失败的高墙,挡在如此渺小的我的面前,我束手无策,怎样才能走向成功的彼岸? Lean against the wall, while supporting the wall. Looked at the towering walls, long, deep, at the end of the door how far away, the foot of the trail is twists and turns, trance, I have lost, how long to reach? At this point I have Exhausted, thoughts have drifted far ... ... that game, looking at the sparkling trophies in the hands of other students, I would cry in good spirits. It was a tall wall, a failed wall that could not be crossed, in front of me so small, I am at my fingertips, and how can I move to the other side of my success?