Liu Chengcheng, Middle School Affiliated to China Normal University.
Dear Vincent? 6? 1 mr van gogh:
Hello!
Today, I am writing to you-a great artist who cares about the philosophy of heaven and earth-not only to express my deep respect, but also to add my deep gratitude to you.
Maybe you will be surprised that we have never met. Where did the thanks come from? Please listen to me from the beginning-
Two years ago, I came to the key class of a famous school in the province. I lost my pride in standing out among the experts, followed by deep inferiority and regret. I feel inferior because I have no advantages. What I regret is that I used to be playful and tired of learning. In my eyes, life is like a cloudy sky, which makes people breathless. At that moment, it was you-mr van gogh, Owen? 6? Your indomitable spirit under Mr. Si Tong's smile gave me an unprecedented shock. Your failure in the evangelical school has almost left you at the end of your rope. When you "have no job, no money and no healthy body", when you "get rid of the most important thing in the world and the only person who really sympathizes with you and can understand you as you wish", you have not been immersed in pain for a long time. You don't think "I failed, I" what's best for me ",so you quickly threw yourself into your new job. I suddenly found that compared with your "devastating blow", the setbacks I suffered were so insignificant. The long-standing haze has finally been broken, and the warm sunshine shines on every corner of life. It suddenly dawned on me-who doesn't have setbacks? Where is there no setback in life? Setbacks destroy the weak, not the strong. Stand Up! Be the master of life! The voice of a strong man brought me to the sun, and the action of a strong man taught me to let go of my heart and face life calmly. From then on, I walked out of inferiority and regret. When I am inferior to others, I humbly ask others for advice. I told myself calmly that I should work hard now.
Although I have walked out of the shadow of setbacks, I still can't help asking myself: can I really do it? Mr van gogh, you have rekindled my confidence. You said: "In people's eyes, life itself is sometimes a blank face with nothing, which makes people feel depressed and change rooms." "But a confident and enterprising person is not afraid of this blank. He stepped in, he acted, he rowed down one by one, and he gave full play to his creative spirit. In the end, that canvas is no longer blank, but a rich picture of life is presented on it. What kind of firmness and self-confidence this is! I am excited to "listen" to your interpretation of life, only to find that I should have put aside my scruples and worked hard towards my goal without hesitation. I take this as my motto and step into my study and life with correct knowledge and 100% confidence.
Self-confidence is the foundation of success. With confidence, I have made a little progress in all aspects, but at the same time, I also see that there is still a long way to go before my goal-sublimation to the key classes in the attached middle school. I am confused again: now I should listen and do. What can I do to shorten the distance from my goal? From Mr. Si Tong's works, I know that you can live without your wife, family and children, love, friendship and health, a feasible and comfortable material life, or even God, but you can't live without something greater than yourself-creativity and talent. This is your life. You can give everything for art, which makes me admire, and at the same time makes me discover my greed-I don't want to lose anything, but I want everything. From you, I see that if you invest in a career, you must give up other material and spiritual enjoyment. As the saying goes, "You can't have your cake and eat it." . On the one hand, I constantly indulge myself, allowing myself to watch TV, sleep late and eat snacks. On the other hand, I am eager for extraordinary achievements, so "greedy", success will naturally not come near me. Although I can't and don't need to pay so much now, how can I succeed if I don't even want to sacrifice my coffee time? You taught me to make choices and make choices towards my goals on the road of life.
With my understanding of life, I realized more and more deeply: Vincent? 6? Mr van gogh, you are not only a great painter and philosopher, but also my lifelong teacher. I will work as hard as you and use my courage and strength to do what I think is right.
Please accept my sincere worship!
hope
Take care, teacher!
Liu Chengcheng
199965438+February 4th
Under the influence of the teacher.
Senior two of Qingdao 59 Middle School? 6? Frankie Zhang 1 1 grade.
The Chinese teacher in our class is a humorous "big boy". Under his influence, the life in our class has become more colorful. Under his influence, we learned a lot about being human. He is not so much our teacher as our good friend. As for him, he will chat with us and give us some "ideological education". He made me understand: people should be optimistic and don't bow to difficulties; Everything depends on yourself, and there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome; Be kind to everyone around you.
The head teacher of our class was absent, so he became the acting head teacher of our class. During the mid-term review, he was very busy, but he never complained. Before the mid-term exam, he told us: "The exam is not important, what matters is every footprint we step on in our life. Because every trodden footprint is trodden, and you can't regret it. Think clearly before you take a step, and step on it when you should, otherwise you will lie to yourself and be sorry for yourself. " Under his influence, I learned a lot of knowledge that I didn't have in books but benefited a lot. It was my Chinese teacher He who made me understand the true meaning of life. Under the influence of the teacher, I understand how to be a capitalized "person"!
Teacher's comment: To teach, educate people first. In the process of children's growth, the influence of teachers is far-reaching. This paper, from the perspective of a student, writes the little marks left by the Chinese teacher in the depths of the soul with delicate brushstrokes. The reason why the Chinese senior high school entrance examination can write such an article in a short time is because it pays attention to careful observation and experience. Song Mei
3. Under the influence of the sun
The summer afternoon is sunny and hot. Reluctantly, I moved to the balcony and ran as fast as the world sprint champion, because I knew that I would be sunburned if I were one tenth of a second later. However, I was attracted by a seed, and I would rather be burned to death.
This is obviously a bird's seed, which has been exposed to the sun and has been mummified. I grabbed it and threw it into a flowerpot with Qilixiang.
Maybe the fertile soil infected it, or the cool water moistened it. I thought that the seeds I was about to forget had not forgotten my mission of germination. It broke through the ground with the most primitive power of life and reached a new world with sunshine and air.
I moved this seedling to another flowerpot, and then it can break through all obstacles and grow freely. I don't know what kind of plant it is, but its tenacious vitality touched me.
A sad rainy day. Indulging in the beautiful life on the balcony, my mother turned to an almost blank exercise book and was naturally scolded.
"Tell you to hurry up, where is your efficiency? Everyone has only 24 hours a day. Success or failure depends on whether you make good use of it. What can you do if you don't hurry? ……"
I was wrong! I said to myself. But the mistake is really too serious, and no matter how much you repent, your soul is still uneasy.
"Don't finish your homework to raise some flowers and plants! People's energy is limited, if we can put all this time on study instead of these things ... "My mother yelled and smashed the direction of my dream! The last sustenance in my heart disappeared with the sound of broken flowerpots ... The sky outside is below and my heart is raining. ...
I didn't have a chance to say sorry to those dead flowers and plants. I comfort myself that they will be born again next year. My tears fell on that little seedling, ah, its roots are not broken yet!
I quickly found another flowerpot and put its injured body in it. I use the baptized soil to cure it, I use the holy water in my heart to irrigate it, care for it and cherish it. I play a role for it: the sun, please use your warmth to rejuvenate it!
After a storm comes a calm, although the sun is still harmless, it illuminates the hope in my heart. That little sapling was finally reborn in the sun!
Under the influence of sunshine, my home has become a beautiful garden again.
Later, I learned that this seed is the seed of sunflower.
Under one's own influence
Grade 4 in Dongkeng Middle School, Dongkeng Town, Dongguan City is melancholy and elegant.
I never like to let others remould themselves, because after all, being alive is wonderful, and I like being influenced by myself.
I am a special girl, living is a special thing; I am a naughty girl, a little naughty when I was alive; I am a persistent girl, and I was persistent when I was alive. I am also a rebellious girl, a little rebellious when I was alive.
Under my own influence, I found that there are beautiful things everywhere in my life. Under my own influence, I found that I don't need to change myself to cater to others. Under my own influence, I found that living is beautiful.
I have been living under my own influence since I was a child. When I am frustrated again and again, I have my own comfort, let me stand up from failure and shout to the sky: "I will do it next time." Isn't this my own influence on myself? I have never taught myself to be brave in difficulties because of my encouragement. Doesn't every applause of mine have an impact on myself? Every time I feel about life, I have learned how to be a man. Isn't that what I did to myself? Although these influences are not easy to find by yourself, they are constantly affecting you! There are always children who measure their value in others' hearts and their position in society all the time, and often lose themselves; But I'm different. I want to live under my influence forever. I want to review myself from my own shortcomings. I want to reward myself from my success. I want to find myself from failure. ........
You are a fire, you must try to light yourself!
If you are a well, you should try to clean yourself!
I am a grain of rice, so I must try my best to make myself more substantial!
I am a flower, so I will try my best to send the shower to my heart!
I am a crescent moon, so I must try my best to shine light on the dark heart. ..........
If you are yourself, you should try to live under your influence.
5. Under the influence of good books.
I like reading, and there is nothing special in my life.
In my opinion, books have a special charm that attracts me; Because an excellent book is never unobstructed, because it is a treasure, a strange peak, an exquisite Suzhou garden and a magnificent Palace Museum. ...
However, I seldom read famous books. In my opinion, good books are not limited to famous books, as long as they can give me good enlightenment. It's actually really better.
There was a time when I was in a bad mood. I kept cursing the world and the people who grew up in it, which almost became a compulsory course for me every day during that time. I can't help myself. So, I plunged into the book in order to forget it for a while. In the book, I read a passage from Louis Meade:
"Maybe a long time ago, someone hurt you, but you can't forget that unpleasant past, and it's still painful, which shows that you are still accepting the injury. Actually, you're innocent. You have to understand that you are not the only one in the world who has experienced this kind of experience. Forget this unpleasant memory quickly. Only forgiveness can release yourself and let yourself breathe a sigh of relief. "
Think about it. That's all. So, I learned to forgive, and forgiving others also released my mind.
I used to particularly dislike the place where I was born. I have always wanted to pursue a vigorous life. I am always eager to set foot on an unusual land, with an unusual sky overhead ... but when I know Sanmao thoroughly, I can't help but feel ashamed of this idea. Sanmao has been wandering for most of his life, but he still can't forget his hometown. Hearing the dialect in his hometown, he couldn't help but burst into tears, so he told Jose that he would learn Chinese when he had children. In the heart of every wanderer, hometown will always be an irresistible monument. So, I learned to love, love this small sky that is enough for me to fly freely.
However, for a while, I hated books. Because I think the book is lying to me, how can the world be written so well in the book? Everything is just a facade, completely hypocritical and incredible. However, when I gradually realized that I was getting more sophisticated every day, I found that the book didn't lie to me, but my heart lied to me!
Love is not a happy secular combination, but a way to get salvation through death.
Under the influence of my mother.
The dark night curtain was torn by blue lightning from time to time, and the rainstorm "swooped down" underground, and thunder broke out one after another. ?
In the room, my father walked back and forth with his hand behind his back, and I was uneasy and restless. The clock slowly walked to ten o'clock. "Your mother really came back so late." Dad has been nagging.
? In the evening, Zhang came to his mother panting on a motorcycle, saying that his old mother was ill and asked her to make house calls. I think it's getting late and there is a faint thunder on the horizon, so I won't let my mother go, but my mother insists on going, and she hasn't come back with the medicine cabinet and uncle Zhang.
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It is late at night. Wind, rain and thunder beat my heart. "DuDu, DuDu, DuDu", who is knocking at the door gently? I hurried forward. Ah, it's mom! "I shouted happily. Hurriedly ask this and that, mom is still hungry, and dad and brother are also greeting. ? My mother is covered in mud and looks haggard. She staggered in and almost fell to the ground. ?
Looking at my mother's white-haired temples and wrinkles on her thin face, I couldn't help but burst into tears. My mother is only in her early forties, but she looks like an old woman in her fifties. In order to work, her mother went out early and came back late, getting old too early. ?
It's not the first time that my mother has made house calls in the dark regardless of the wind and rain. For more than 20 years, no matter whether it is cold or hot, day or night, whenever someone calls, my mother always leaves with the medicine box on her back. ?
Looking back on the past, I was sad to see my mother tired and thin. I took my mother's hand and begged, "Mom, don't make house calls tomorrow, okay?" But mom still shook her head. ?
Late at night, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, and the rain echoed in my ears. I suddenly feel how hard and selfless my mother is as a migrant worker working day and night! I want to be angels in white like my mother when I grow up. ?
[Comment]: This article describes the mother's influence on herself, not vertically, but a cross-section when her mother came back from visiting relatives on a rainy night. The material is concentrated and the angle is novel. In writing, taking rain as a clue runs through the whole article, which embodies the noble quality of mother's visit in the rain. To write about my mother's influence on me, I first write everywhere that I want to influence my mother, and finally I think deeply. Clue arrangement, scene description and portrait description are all very distinctive. ?
7. Under the influence of my mother.
In my life, countless people have influenced me, but the one who has the greatest influence on me is my mother.
My mother is my first teacher. She is in her thirties. Mom's eyes are big, her eyebrows are faint, her nose is small but smart, and her mouth is not big, but she is always nagging.
Mother is always careful and meticulous in doing things. Nothing can disturb her when she is doing something.
Once, my mother wanted to type an "extra-long" document for the company. She copied six blank sheets of paper by hand! Mom rushed to fight after work. I don't know how long it took. When I woke up, I only saw my mother leaning half-way, tapping the keyboard skillfully with her hands and staring at the screen. I lay down again, and my mother's rickety figure did not appear in front of my eyes. At this time, it's already past two o'clock. I walked gently to my mother and whispered, "Mom, it's already twelve o'clock. Take a break and call again tomorrow. " "Right away." Mom said without looking back.
I lay in bed again, thinking: I will study like my mother in the future, and my grades will definitely improve.
My mother's spirit deeply touched me and influenced me. I must be meticulous in my future work.
8. Under the influence of teachers.
When I first entered junior high school, I transferred a female teacher to be our head teacher.
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When the new teacher came, he began to introduce himself: "My name is Zhang, so you can call me' Teacher Zhang' in the future!" I looked at her. She is 1.7 meters tall, with short hair, round face, big eyes and strong body. Listen to other students: "Teacher Zhang Can is cruel". Someone was reading a novel in class, so she tore up the book and gave the classmate a whole class. I heard again: "She has a big temper, is very violent, loves to call names, and sometimes hits people." So I gradually alienated her. But once, I didn't hand in my homework, and the teacher asked me to go. My heart immediately came to my throat and I thought, "It's over." Now I will be scolded. Other students are still satirizing me. "The wind is rustling in Shui Han, and Guo Gang is gone forever." My heart suddenly became tense. Arriving at the office, Teacher Zhang said, "Why didn't you hand in your homework today?" I stammered, "Well, I forgot to write it." "Hand it in quickly." She went on to say, "How have you been studying recently? You can keep up! " I promised, "Not bad." Teacher Zhang said, "I think you have great potential. Study hard! " I feel very surprised at the moment. Teacher Zhang not only didn't criticize me, but also encouraged me, and all the doubts accumulated in my heart vanished at once. Who said she was cruel and fierce? Since then, Mr. Zhang has always impressed me as "amiable and approachable."
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Teacher Zhang has done too much for us. Once, Li Yue, a classmate of our class, was knocked down by a car and lost a lot of blood. Blood transfusion is needed because of excessive bleeding, but there is no type A blood in the hospital. We competed with the students who went to nursing for blood transfusion. Teacher Zhang said to the nurse, "Take mine! I am type O "saved, but Teacher Zhang fainted because of excessive poverty and fatigue. When teacher Zhang was in hospital, we often went to see her, but she said, "Don't you think I'm fine?" I will be discharged from the hospital soon. "In fact, I know the teacher's mood best at this moment. She is afraid that the progress of the course will not keep up, which will affect the performance of the whole class! ?
Today, I am a junior high school student, facing the senior high school entrance examination. When I filled in my volunteer, I wrote "Normal School" without hesitation. My biggest wish at present is to be a teacher like Miss Zhang. A good teacher popular with students.
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[Comment]: This paper describes two or three things between the new head teacher, Mr. Zhang, and me, and selects typical events, with clear narrative clues and fluent and vivid language. The first part is to suppress first and then promote, and the writing before and after comparison is very distinctive.
9. Under the influence of habit
Whether it is a good habit or a bad habit, it will have a certain impact on people. So is my family!
The knock at the door pulled me up from my chair. I sigh, don't those people like civilization? Knock on the door, knock on the door, it's noisy and unpleasant. I walked to the door and muttered something to myself. The doorbell has been installed for a week, and no one wants to use it. Really. The door opened and dad came in.
"Dad, why don't you ring the doorbell?" I made a face and asked angrily. Dad touched his head and said with a smile, "I always forget, and I'm used to knocking at the door."
"Be sure to change it next time!" I'm Yu Nu, and that sounds like an ultimatum.
"It must be changed." Dad went to the room with a smile.
Hardly had I sat down to deal with that annoying math problem when the knock on the door rang again. "Which forgetful ghost? I really shouldn't let him go this time. " I thought to myself.
My mother's head leaned in, saw my face flustered, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Come on, why don't you always ring the doorbell?"
"This is the influence of habit, I'm sorry." Mother couldn't help laughing.
"This is an excuse. How can it be influenced by habits? " I went back to my desk and continued to do the problem.
I stared at the topic, but wondered how they could get rid of the habit of knocking at the door. Yes, put a note on the door. Let's start with it. I cut a piece of paper and wrote four words, "Please ring the doorbell". Then I picked up paper and glue, ran to the door, took it to the door and posted it in the most eye-catching place.
"Kid, what are you doing?" My neighbor asked me. I smiled and replied, "Advocating civilization." After that, I knocked at the door: "Mom, open the door ..."
Mom stood at the door with a smile: "Why don't you ring the doorbell?"
I looked at the four striking characters and smiled awkwardly. I couldn't help mumbling, "The influence of habit is really ..."
Great men are hard to find.