Since elementary school, I have always studied hard, but my grades remained mediocre. There was a time when I even lost confidence in myself.
Later, my father took me to a park and pointed to two rows of trees, asking, "Do you know what kind of trees those are?" I noticed one row was poplar and the other was ginkgo; compared to the tall poplars, the ginkgos looked quite short. My father said, "I specifically asked the park administrator; these two rows were planted at the same time. They were the same height when they were first planted. They enjoyed the same sunlight, the same soil, and the same conditions. So why did the poplars grow so tall while the ginkgos remained so short?" Seeing that I couldn't answer, he continued, "My child, you should know that precious things always grow slowly."
These poetic words were like a ray of sunshine that instantly brightened my heart. I kept striving and never gave up. By high school, my academic performance finally made a qualitative leap, ranking among the top in my grade. In my college entrance exam year, I was admitted to a prestigious university with outstanding results.
"Precious things always grow slowly"—may this sentence empower those children who feel inadequate; it will surely illuminate the direction of your life.