Last week I went to an art show. A painting caught my eyes. To my amazement, it was painted by Steven, one of my .Then many things about him came into my mind.
Steven was from a poor family. His parents not afford to buy him some basic things that he needed. Once our school provided gloves for poor children. I put Steven's name on the list. He was so when he received a pair .He loved to wear them and they were always than anybody else's.
Steven had a talent for painting and he could understand what I described in class .But he didn't have money to buy the paper for painting. So sometimes I him some. He practiced hard and I often show his paintings to the class. He was greatly .
One day just before the summer vacation ,he came to some art books. When the new term began, he showed some of paintings to me. I felt shocked. They were good. Then we talked a lot. He said he would keep on.
Later he was admitted to a famous art university. After graduation, he had many difficulties, but he never gave up. He was always his best to improve himself.
