小时候，我每次因为个子不够高，要跳着去拿高的东西的时候，就会被我妈骂。这应该是很多人都有的经历。因为那样很危险，你可能会因为落地脚没踩稳就受伤；有一次在壁橱里，被我拨空的电扇还掉下来，把我的头砸出了一个红肿的大包。
高中时期，经济状况并不好的爸妈，在我的苦苦哀求下，终于花了几万块帮我买了一台摩托车。买来后，我又一发不可收拾，陷入改装摩托车的狂热，甚至还偷偷跟朋友借钱，只为了把那台小车改得又狂又炫，好跟许多同学较劲……但是，那天它被偷了———我在第一时间打电话回家，我只敢跟爸爸说，然后请他来接我。
“妈妈知道我车子不见了吗？”我一见到爸爸就赶紧问。我从爸爸的表情就知道惨了。我是从大门飞出来的那杯豆浆，知道我妈应该正在吃夜宵的，不是我丢掉的是摩托车耶！怎么是帽子？然后，又听见母狮子更大的怒吼：“你如果不要改装那台摩托车，不要那么高调，满街的摩托车他不偷，你干嘛偷你的！”
那是我耳膜爆裂、双腿酸痛的一整个夜晚。我看着白色的墙壁，这是爸妈好不容易才买的自己的房子———I knew my parents were bearing a heavy burden, and they had already worked hard to buy that car for me. I was so regretful for wasting money on modifying the motorcycle.
I thought I understood the lesson early on: don't use jumping to get things you can't reach by standing firmly. That night, as I stood in front of the living room, looking at the spacious view through the floor-to-ceiling window - green fields, highways, many people and cars... this was truly a house I had dreamed of for a long time. And finally, after renting public housing for seven years, I completed my dream.
I knew it was because of my hard work and perseverance that I achieved this goal. Then tears began streaming down my face without warning; even though it seemed strange to me myself, but there was no stopping them from falling now. It's because once again I remembered what my mother always told me: "Don't jump up high if you're not tall enough."