“親愛的同學們，我希望你們也能和我一樣，愛上古詩文！”隨著臺下響起雷鳴般的掌聲，我人生中第一次走上大舞臺的演講結束了，那顆懸著的心終于落下了。

走下舞臺的時候，側臺的工作人員都給我豎起了大拇指，還有人指著我說：“她是最小的參賽者，聽說才上初一。”我沖下舞臺想給媽媽發微信報喜，卻先收到媽媽發來的一張照片，家里的水仙花今天盛開了。這花一直愣愣地站在窗臺上，不怎么長，我以為它今年冬天不會開花了。

我像極了這盆水仙，青澀了一個冬天，終于今天綻放了。

兩個月前的一天，我代表我們年級去參加全校的演講賽。當時整個初一就剩我一個選手了，我完完整整地說了一遍詞，鞠躬準備下臺，被一位老師叫住了：“同學，你的演講問題很多，這個水平很難站上最終的舞臺，我們要的是成熟的演講選手，不是朗誦選手。”

我心里咯噔一下，正準備解釋，旁邊一位外校男評委冷冷地說：“還有，你吞字的問題太嚴重了，我幾乎聽不清你在說什么，這個問題不改，你下一關就得被淘汰。”

后面還有老師說什么我都沒聽到，真是覺得五雷轟頂，剛才還在為自己驕傲，現在這點優越感被敲得粉碎。

我難過地走回家，一路都在流眼淚，感覺自己特別失敗，也擔心下一關就被淘汰。

晚上我把自己關在小屋里，一遍又一遍地練。我想了個好方法，用手機把演講錄下來，自己聽找問題，每一次都是聽到一分鐘我就狠狠地刪了，重新錄。因為真的像老師說的那樣——吞字，語氣不準確，調子還高。每天都是練到夜里十一點半，睡覺時嗓子都是啞的。早上起不來時，我總是發誓要退出這個比賽，晚上卻又不自覺地一遍遍練。

有一天晚上，媽媽帶回來幾棵水仙，搬到了我的房間。媽媽說，水仙開花的時候，應該正好是演講決賽的時候。我看了看花盆中的水仙，明明就是大蒜發芽了，這都能開花？好吧，我等著。

不斷地練習演講，不斷地被打擊，老師嚴格要求是為了讓我最終綻放，我一直在咬牙堅持。調子漸漸準確了，演講速度也一點點慢下來了。每天晚上練完演講我都給水仙加點水，它卻像睡著了一樣沒啥開花的跡象。

兩個月后，我終于拿到演講決賽的入場券，成為這次全校演講大賽中年齡最小的選手。上臺后，我突然小宇宙爆發了，一個字沒錯，所有的情感點都發揮圓滿，我成功了！

我多像那些水仙花，外表雖然看不出什么變化，其實是無數次的歷練最終讓我化繭成蝶，讓我鳳凰涅槃，也讓水仙花昂首怒放。

真高興，我們同一天綻放！

I could Blossom in this Way

"Dear fellows,I hope you can fall in love with poetry,just like me!" With the thunderous applause,I finished my first speech on the big stage,and I felt so relieved.

As I stepped off the stage,the staff on the side gave me a thumbs-up. Someone pointed at me and said,"She's the youngest contestant. I hear that she's just a 7th-grader!" I rushed down the stage to send my mother the good news on WeChat. Instead of receiving her congratulations,I first received a picture of the daffodils in my home blooming on that day. It had been on the window sill for a long time without growing. I thought it would not bloom this winter.

Just like this pot of daffodils,I finally bloomed today after the whole winter.

Two months ago,on behalf of our grade,I participated my school's speech contest,and I was the only contestant left in grade 7. As I finished my speech,bowed and was ready to go away,a teacher told me,"You have a lot of problems in this speech. With this kind of performance,it is very difficult for you to stand on the final stage. We want a mature orator,not a reciter."

My heart skipped a beat. As I was about to explain,a male judge from another school said coldly,"Also,your articulation is quite terrible,I could hardly understand you. This problem will definitely prevent you from the next round."

I could hardly hear what he said later,because my mind went completely blank. I was proud of myself when I was speaking,but I felt I was reduced to the ground by the judges.

I walked home with tears rolling down from my eyes. I felt that it was a complete failure,worrying about being eliminated in the next round.

That night,I locked myself in my bedroom and kept practicing over and over again. I came up with a good idea to record the speech with my smartphone and listened to the recordings to find problems. But I realized there were so many problems such as incorrect reductions,wrong tones,and high intonations,just as the judge said. I could identify so many of them just in the first one minute of the recordings. Every night I practiced till half-past eleven and lost my voice before I slept.

I felt so bad every morning because of the lack of sleep and felt like quitting the contest. But I convinced myself every time and continued to practice every evening.

One night,my mom brought back some daffodils and put them in my room. She said they would blossom around the time of the speech final. I looked at the daffodils in the flowerpot. They were just like sprouted garlics. Could they even blossom?Well,I would wait and see.

I kept practicing my speech and kept being criticized by the strict teacher. But I just gritted my teeth and bore it. Gradually my tone became accurate,and the pace slowed down a little bit. Every night after practice,I always watered the daffodils,but they showed no sign of blossoming as if they were asleep.

Two months later,I finally entered the final,and I became the youngest contestant in the whole school. On the stage,I punched above my weight and made not a single mistake! All the emotions were performed perfectly. I succeeded!

I finally knew that I was just like the daffodils,from which people couldn't see any changes,but I eventually rose like a phoenix from the ashes and fully blossomed just like daffodils.

I was so delighted because we blossomed on the same day!

寫作歷程

這是我初中一年級的一篇期末作文，當時拿到這個題目，我立刻想到老師講的雙線結構，一條線寫我參加比賽的整個過程，另一條線寫水仙花成長到綻放的一個過程，兩條線交叉使用。今天看來這篇文章寫得并不成熟，但是當時我自己寫完還挺滿意的，在考場上也得了高分。

這樣的雙線寫作法需要提前想出一種東西來，比如說經歷了一年的一個比賽，我們可以跟外面的花草樹木放在一起，像一棵樹伴著我成長；或者說家里的小狗陪伴我度過一些艱難的事情；或是生病的時侯身邊有人照顧我。總之就是兩個看上去并不是必須放在一個空間里的事物，人為地把它們放在一篇作文中，這樣的文章可以顯得比較“高大上”，親愛的小朋友們，你們也可以試試呀。

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