Bill Gates spent his childhood in Seattle, Washington, USA. Seattle is the base of American Boeing Company. Nearly half of the employees in this city work in this company, so people also call Seattle Boeing City. It ranks alongside San Francisco and Los Angeles as one of the three major gateways on the west coast of the United States. Gates, a 7-year-old boy with sandy hair, likes to read the world encyclopedia repeatedly. He often reads word by word for hours, which is almost his weight 1/3. He is often lost in thought. Somehow, he seems to feel strongly that what a magical and magical world it is in small words and huge books! Symbols of words can actually record and spread interesting things of predecessors and people all over the world. He thought, the history of mankind will be longer and longer, so the encyclopedia in the future will be bigger and heavier! Is there any good way to make the magic box so big and all-encompassing, and how convenient it is to put a big encyclopedia in it? This wonderful spark of thought was later realized for him, and it was smaller than a cigarette box, just a small chip. Gates is reading more and more books and thinking more and more questions. Once he suddenly said to his fourth-grade classmate Carl Edmund: It is better to be an oak tree standing on a bald mountain than to be a grass in the lawn. Because the grass is the same and has no personality, while the oak tree is tall and straight, with its head held high in the sky. He keeps a diary and writes down his thoughts at any time. When he was young, he was often as thoughtful as an adult. He realized a long time ago that human life is hard-won, and he should cherish this precious opportunity when he is not alive. He wrote in his diary: Life is a grand date. For a person, the most important thing in life is to abide by the highest commitment put forward by human accumulated rationality ... so what is the commitment? Is to do something earth-shattering In another diary, he wrote: Perhaps, human life is a burning fire, and what one can do is to try his best to save something from this fire. This awareness of catching up with life is rare among children of the same age. Gates' promise is to catch up with what he wants to save in life, which is reflected in his daily actions. That is, he will devote all his efforts and spend all his time to finish any homework at school and assigned by the teacher, whether it is playing musical instruments, writing compositions or sports competitions. The teacher assigned his fourth-grade students a composition about the special functions of the human body, which required four or five pages. As a result, Gates wrote more than 30 pages in one breath using the encyclopedia in his father's study and other books on medicine, physiology and psychology. On another occasion, the teacher assigned students to write a story of no more than 20 pages. Gates tried hard to extrapolate and wrote a magical and tortuous story of 100 page, which surprised teachers and classmates! People say that no matter what Gates does, he always likes to climb high and look far. If he doesn't talk, he will get ahead, otherwise he will not be satisfied. Gates also showed this spirit in sports and social activities. During the summer vacation, there was an 80-kilometer March by Boy Scouts, which lasted for a week. Obviously, the new boots don't suit him very well. Walking on foot every day 13 kilometers, climbing mountains and crossing forests made him suffer a lot. The first night, his heel was worn out and there were many blisters on his toes. He gritted his teeth and walked on. The next night, his feet were very red and swollen and his cracked skin was bleeding. His companions advised him to stop, but he shook his head, just asked the team doctor for some cotton wool and gauze to wrap it up, and asked for some painkillers to eat, and continued on his way. In this way, he insisted on a checkpoint on the road. When the leader found that his foot was seriously inflamed, he ordered medical treatment and stopped marching. Gates' mother came from Seattle. When she saw his feet festering, she cried sadly, complaining why her son didn't stop the parade earlier. Gates said flatly, "It's a pity that I didn't reach my destination this time."