1 This is a simple truth. Everything will work out eventually. My sister told me that I actually opened this road myself.
When my sister was in the third grade, I went to primary school. One day, she gave me a political document and a small stack of answers. She asked me to stick all the answers under the topic with transparent tape according to the page number for memory. I regard this as a sacred task, because it is beneficial to my sister's study. My mother told me that the senior high school entrance examination is very important and my sister is about to go through this stage. I cut the answer neatly into small pieces with scissors, then spread the answer right below the topic, bite off four small pieces of tape with my teeth, fix the four corners of four square answers in turn, and finally press the tape twice with my thumb to complete a small question. The original work went smoothly, but when I came back to work after dinner, I was surprised to find that all the little pieces of paper I cut were gone. Grandma said she threw it all away because she felt useless. My sister comforted me when she knew it was okay. I almost cried at that time. I thought my sister lost something important, and she failed in the middle school entrance examination. It's all my fault. My sister borrowed this book from my neighbor's elder sister. After dinner, my sister copied one question after another, with many political answers. Many lines of black words were transferred to her data by my sister. I don't know how late she wrote, because she went to school before I woke up the next day. I only remember that day she said, "What can I do but copy? This is also a review. "
During the mid-term exam last month, books wandered between the dormitory and the classroom. My biology book was lost in this migration, and it was full of my heavy notes for half a semester. I looked for it for a long time and asked many classmates, but I couldn't find any trace of it. I asked the liberal arts students for a brand-new biology book to supplement these notes. Some students said that they would look for it later, so why waste time stupidly? Maybe this will come true, but I habitually don't want to pin the unknown on the possibility, so I started this long copy. Like my sister, I have no choice but to copy. There is no need to delay these things that will be completed sooner or later. This is also a review process. In fact, this road is not so plain. This is the optimism that my sister taught me and the decisiveness that my sister taught me.
In junior high school, my sister took out all the paper cranes stuffed in the drawer and emptied all the "stars" in the glass. This is the time for her to have fun in her freshman and sophomore years. Her grades have plummeted, and the more important college entrance examination is before her. When she realized this, she had 65,438+0 years left. Her magazines and novels are filled with study materials, and she even has a lot. So, on the basis of existing information, she looked at the complete solution of the textbook. It turned out that it was rare for her to listen to songs and play with her mobile phone in the afternoon during the holiday, and it became a landscape of reading silently, from morning till night. I always like to sit quietly and play with my mobile phone or look at her. I always think she's a little strange. She has lost weight, her eyes are a little dark, her hair is tied in the simplest ponytail, and she seldom goes crazy with me. I said you must be very tired, and my sister smiled and replied, "What can I do besides trying to make up for the missed time?" ? I can't waste my last year. "
I often stare blankly at a pile of reference books, such as "handbook of important and difficult points" and "examination center", and sometimes I regret why I bought it. Isn't this an increase in my burden? I will also go through a long psychological struggle. In the bookstore, buy or not buy; In class, write or not write. Later, I bought it because I needed it, and later I wrote it because I bought it. I will be upset by difficult questions, but I won't stop. I will regret that I have paid a lot and got little in return, but I won't regret it. Like my sister, I have no choice but to move on. This will always be experienced. I can choose lighter and more tired, or I can choose lighter and more relaxed. I can't regret my choice. This is my sister's determination and persistence.
Therefore, I never believe that there is no way out in this world.
I have to stay in school every week to live, eat, bathe, sleep and so on. Because I went to high school in a closed school, which brought me many challenges.
However, when I am eager to get used to these lives, I have to be happy from the heart. When someone cuts in line for dinner, many dishes are gone. After class at night, there are only two toilets for twelve people in a dormitory, not to mention how crowded it is. Moreover, people who wash behind often suddenly have no hot water in the middle, and people behind have to wash cold water. In addition, I used to pee once a day since I lived in school. Mine hasn't changed, but I try to go to the toilet once every eight days. I don't know why, I really don't defecate more than three times a month at school, and my mother often worries about me. But the toilet doesn't even have a door Are you sure it's safe enough to go to the toilet? I always wash clothes directly after taking a shower, but when it comes to this, I will get angry, because there are too many clothes and I often don't do them, so the clothes always smell smelly and dry.
But these are my feelings after living in school for two weeks. A month later, I really don't think these are any problems. I can still live and study hard because I am used to overcoming these difficulties.
I am a freshman this year. According to the tradition of the school, we will have a seven-day military training. My cousin who went to college told me that military training would not be very tiring. In the evening, there will be a fraternity or something to get to know each other. I think this is a very interesting thing.
On August 2 1, we held the opening ceremony of military training in the square in front of the Science and Technology Building. Our freshmen all wear uniform military uniforms. Clothing, also just pay 25 yuan for a suit of cloth. After the leaders from all walks of life finished speaking, they began to assign instructors to each class. We haven't been in contact with each other, and we can only judge which tutor is good from the appearance.
Although I am not a girl, I have seen soldiers. I think soldiers should be the kind of men who stand straight and stare big. But after I saw our instructor, I thought he was not handsome and had small eyes, but the instructor in the next class was very handsome. But in the next seven days, I really think our instructor is the best. Brother Jie, a person worth remembering forever.
After seven days of military training, I was tanned in three colors. You are not allowed to stay on campus for seven days, and you have to go home at night. You have washed your face several times. I fell asleep when I got home. But we all persisted, and no one backed down. Even in the hot sun, even an action needs to be done several times. Because we have grown up and are no longer children. One reason is that we don't want our tutor to be criticized any more. Brother Jie is very kind to us. If we practice a few movements, we will have a rest or sit on the ground and have a good rest. Then he will wander with us and tell his story, the story of a soldier.
One afternoon. We arrived at the military training ground early, waiting for the start of military training in the afternoon. Brother Jie and I sat together and talked about his past. One of my cousins graduated from the Public Security University and had a great influence on me since childhood. I really want to hear about a soldier's past, even if Jie Ge is just a college student. However, when I asked them if there was any death index in the training course, Jie Ge's eyes were red. He slowly said that his senior died because of running. After running back, the senior was lying on the ground, gasping for breath, and his comrades came to ask him how he was. The senior said nothing. But after a while, when the comrades came back, the senior had passed away. And two younger brothers. Jie Ge said wryly that we were lucky this time and no one died. I listen, I see, I think. What kind of friendship is that? They are unknown comrades-in-arms, but when Jie Ge talks about them, his eyes are full of tears, and I have nothing to do with them. I want to cry too. This is a soldier! Now, I'm writing this blog post, and I'm very moved to recall everything I talked with Jie Ge at that time. Just like Xiaozhuang will tremble when he writes his memoirs again. Even if I haven't experienced it, I understand that this is a soldier!
Seven days passed and our military training was over. On the last day, we endured tears and took a photo with Jiege, taking away all the things Jiege could take away as a souvenir. Jie Ge only wore a white vest at their instructor's dinner. After we robbed the instructor. There are other tutors who say ironically that they should let the students in their class rip off Jie Ge's last clothes. Where will we agree? Several people rushed up and tore off his epaulettes. Then I told Jie Ge that Jie Ge said we did a good job, haha, and avenged him. The instructor heard that we changed the epaulettes back and said sadly, why didn't you know to give them back to me? I just want to say, are we brothers?
Jie Ge 1 1 Leave here and go back to the university. He 10 went back to school and came to see us, to see the profound friendship he had forged in seven days. Different from going back to school as usual, he finally ended this last meeting with his middle finger. We understand.
At this moment, I really can't hold back my tears, our brother Jie, even if we never meet again. We remember you!
Yaoli, known as Yaoli in ancient times, is located at the junction of Fuliang and Wuyuan counties in Jingdezhen City, adjacent to Xiuning, Anhui Province, the first champion county in China, and is known as the source of porcelain, the hometown of tea and the beautiful sea. Yaoli, Fuliang, Wuyuan and Xiuning, these poetic place names look beautiful. The first time I met the floating beam, it originated from a poem in Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip: "Whoever gets rich first has no intention of keeping her, so he will go to the floating beam to buy tea in January. She has been taking care of an empty boat in the estuary, and there is no company except the bright moon and cold water. " The plaintive voice of the pipa girl, the tears of acacia and the wet blue of the poet made my trip to Yaoli deeply influenced by sadness and poetry.
After the car passed the floating beam, our group shuttled through the country road. Outside the window, autumn harvest fields, rolling mountains and quiet villages are like a splash-ink painting. Yaoli ancient town, so inadvertently appeared in front of us. Because it's road trip, we don't need a guide, we just need to browse the schematic diagram of the scenic spots, and then drive to the Nangu kiln site not far away.
Huannan is the name of an ancient village, named after the Yao River that flows through its south. Entering the kiln area, I saw the beautiful green and the dense water color, and the rumbling sound of water hammer came from my ear. On closer inspection, it turned out to be an ancient water pheasant workshop. Under the impact of the rushing water, the waterwheel turns, the water hammer churns, and the porcelain stone is shattered, which is spectacular. The quiet path along the river bank is like walking into the Peach Blossom Garden written by Tao Yuanming. There are hundreds of steps on the shore, lush trees and thick shadows everywhere. After dozens of steps, the tea garden is green, Mao Ting is looming, and there is a scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. There are more than 20 ancient kiln sites in Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties, and more than 20 ancient mine caves 120, especially the Longyao, which is known as the cradle of celadon and the source of ceramics. The TV series Blue and White starring Gaowa Siqin and Angie Chiu was filmed here. During the stroll, craters, washing pools and a large number of broken porcelain pieces can be seen everywhere. I picked up a piece of purple-brown porcelain from my feet and stroked it repeatedly in my hands. After elutriation, rolling and smoking, these clay incarnations did not become beautiful and elegant blue and white porcelain, white and delicate glaze, red and heavy sagger, nor did they sublimate into exquisite artistic spirit, so they changed from noisy to calm, from bright to dim, and returned to the soil. Its fate is similar to that of the pipa girl in Pipa Xing. In the end, she married herself to a businessman, full of unpredictable sadness and helplessness. Standing in the kiln pavilion, I lifted my eyes and looked out, but I saw mountains and mountains, ancient camphor trees blocking the sun, and the faint sound of waterwheels and depressing cymbals came from my ears. They are like labor trumpets and vicissitudes of music, as if telling the sufferings and glory of the past. The desolate ruins, the rhyme of ancient porcelain and the strange time have an indescribable penetrating power, which makes us truly feel the breath of history, the pulse of ceramic culture, the fate and taste of life.
Yaoli ancient town has a history of thousands of years, and also has the charm of Jiangnan ink painting. The clear Yao River runs through the town. On both sides of the river, there are all Huizhou ancient buildings in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, with blue bricks and tiles. They are small, elegant, concise and beautiful. Walking along the alleys of the ancient town, time seems to flow in the river. I can't remember the names of those ancestral temples, mansions and former residences. Together with narrow streets, broken walls and bluestone pavements, they burn the vicissitudes of history and are full of homesickness. When my footsteps coincide with the dent left by the unicycle on the ground, my heart worn away by the world of mortals is really far away from the noise and agitation. This rare serenity and security have been rubbed into the beautiful ancient rhyme of this landscape. ...
In fact, before, I thought it would take two people to do anything like that, which would reduce some embarrassment. The first two people didn't say anything on the road, just wanted to be embarrassed, and then casually said, two people going out together will delay each other's time, such as waiting for each other to finish their meal first, and then going together, so we can't say that we are free. But at that time, I thought I still needed two people to go together, but now I enjoy saying that I am the most loyal audience with only one person. I still like this one, that is, I am alone, and then I don't have to worry about others or wait for others to do anything. Although I said that others had waited for me many times before, he still felt that this was the feeling that I didn't have to be bound by others and I wouldn't be bound by others.
So now it is such a living condition, because in our dormitory, in fact, everyone else needs someone to do things with them, and then they go, but only they are an alternative, so they feel that they have nothing to do alone, because we are the only like-minded people, that is, the girl who has been with other dormitories, that is, his good friend. I always go to dinner together, and then the other party just sends him a message and he will go out. Well, then the other two just waited for each other to eat, but then they left together. Nowadays, they actually don't have much communication, and even feel that they have any internal contradictions. But they can still do some things together. Sometimes one side doesn't want to go with the other side, and the other side will come to us.
But in fact, for myself, I may have seen from them that it is true that I dug myself up in the past, so I dare not walk alone. That's it. When I walk alone on the road, I will be felt lonely by others, and I have no friends. Then I am afraid that others will pity me, and then I say that others will always stare at me with strange eyes like this. But now, it's basically normal. There must be something else on the road, that is, a person walking on the road, and then he actually enjoys this state more. After all, he won't say that he is bound too much, and his time is freely arranged.
When God created man, he planted a small seed in everyone's heart. Some seeds are full and round, while others are shriveled and incomplete. God smiled and said to the angel beside him, "As long as you have the heart, a broken seed can sprout."
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Whenever someone envies my impressive achievements, I will smile and say to him, "Weak seeds can germinate." Looking at his incomprehensible eyes, my memory went back to a few years ago.
When I first went to primary school, I was an out-and-out poor student and a stupid child in the teacher's mind. Sometimes it takes a long time to understand a very simple topic, so it is difficult to learn. In the first mid-term exam after school, my grades were at the bottom of my class. In the laughter of my classmates, I felt that I had completely lost my self-esteem, grabbed my schoolbag and ran home crying.
In my sobs, my father knew what had happened. Without saying anything, he turned to the balcony and brought two pea seeds: one was full and round, which made people like it, and the other was weak and partially broken. Dad asked me, "Which of these two seeds do you think will germinate?" I said without thinking, "Of course it's full!" Dad smiled and took my hand and went to the balcony. He said to me, "Plant these two seeds. Remember, put the broken seeds in the sun and water them often. Leave another seed in a place where there is no sunshine. " I did it.
A week later, I was surprised to find that the broken seeds had sprouted. Although the seedlings are weak but stubborn, two open watercress seem to embrace the sunshine. Another seed, because of the lack of sunshine and moisture nourishment, is still quietly hidden in the soil.
When I was looking at these two seedlings, my father came up to me and said, "In fact, people are just such children. Some people are very talented, but they don't make good use of their talents, don't know how to work hard, and have nothing to do all their lives. " Some people may not be smart enough and lack good congenital conditions, but with the care of love and tenacious efforts, they can overcome many difficulties and finally make a difference. Incomplete seeds can germinate, let alone people! "
After listening to my father's words, I found my confidence again. Yes, I may be slow, but I have perseverance, perseverance and courage to overcome difficulties. Since then, I have studied hard every day and reviewed what I have learned over and over again. I will recite the text that others can recite once, and I will recite it three times; I will carefully analyze the math problems that others can do with a little brain and rack my brains. I was already reciting English aloud before others got up in the morning. At night, when everyone else is asleep, I still "watch the volume in my dream." My efforts were not in vain. By the end of the semester, my grades were among the best in my class. Later, I walked out of the trough and often took the first place in my class.
Not every river flows into the sea, and stagnant water becomes a dead lake; Not every seed will germinate, and those that don't grow will become empty shells. Maybe we don't have the intelligence given by God, but we have the diligence and hard work. As long as we firmly believe that "since God has given talents, let them be employed!" , we will achieve something!
In the early morning of the seventh year of high school, a meteor quickly cut through the sky and shone for a while, illuminating the whole sky. Before I could see it clearly, the meteor suddenly came near and disappeared in the dark night, leaving a perfect crack in the sky, which was also true and beautiful. The cracks slowly subsided and melted, and the sky returned to gorgeous peace. Watch the meteor. People are happy, not only because of the wishes made with their hands in their pockets, but also because their hearts fly when they watch the meteor pass lightly or gracefully, leaving a brief but eye-catching moment.
Meteors are short-lived It released all the light in a short time and burned for a lifetime. It is spectacular and grand, but it is silent and has no regrets. Compared with the loneliness and obscurity of the stars for millions of years, their full and meaningful life is more worthy of people's memory and nostalgia. That moment is the full embodiment of self-worth and the highest realm of life meaning. At that moment, the night shines because of the meteor, and it shines for a short time forever.
People are not meteors.
A long life, just a few decades, seems shorter than a meteor compared with the eternity of heaven and earth, and the youth in those years of life is the shining moment of a meteor, gorgeous and solemn, but once it is missed, it will never be owned again. Don't think that a long life can have a lot of time for you to consume. Time is actually the easiest to kill. Most excellent people have laid the foundation for success in life in their youth, and even succeeded. If they wait until they are "bald" before they think of hard work, their physical strength is exhausted and their minds are dull, it is difficult to think of any pioneering work. Indeed, a meteor that has not rushed into the earth can continue to wander in space and continue its life, but this continuation is meaningless because it is ordinary; Similarly, if a person's life does not shine when he is young, even if it is stable but mediocre, life will be equally regrettable. Youth itself is incomparable pride and pride. Young people should make great achievements and make their lives more meaningful. Like Haizi and Van Gogh, even if they die alone, they leave behind eternity.
"Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers." Precious youth is only once. If you don't shine in your youth, it will be a lifelong regret. Young friend, are you ready to challenge that shining moment? Youth should flash like a meteor, leaving a brilliant memory forever between heaven and earth.
Loneliness and loneliness are always printed in the hearts of wanderers at night in a foreign land. Being far away from the old capital, running between people, looking at strange faces and listening to different accents, I always feel that I am a little out of place here. It is often difficult to sleep in the middle of the night, and my heart is depressed by irritability and anxiety. After tossing and turning, I decided to get up, only to find that there was no electricity. Helpless, I had to draw out a candle and light it with a bang, so that this faint light filled this small corner.
Walk slowly to the window. Who says the night is already deep, but the streets are stained with colorful neon lights? In front of the store and on both sides of the road, all kinds of colored lights show their charm and splendor. Looking around, it is like an oil painting, with heavy oil paint, which is really dazzling.
Looking up, I didn't see the golden full moon or the bright galaxy, only a thin Emei moon hung in the sky. Against the background of the black sky, it is like a black and white sketch, so monotonous. Chanjuan on the horizon, although you are smart and elegant, look at the neon lights in this street. Which is brighter and more colorful than you? Why don't you do me a favor and send a miss to a distant place for me?
It's far from home, and the thought of her will inevitably tighten my heart again. The scene of the old capital reappeared in my mind. It's like going back in time. ...
What fascinates me most about my hometown is its strong local flavor. Every morning when I wake up, the sun shines all over the window and falls on me quietly, giving me a brand-new and brilliant morning. I really like the daylight here. That kind of light is not open and bright, but vaguely clear and comfortable, which makes people feel a warm current in their hearts.
Get up and go out, there is a slender stone road winding in front of the door. When I stepped on it, the force of every stone passed through my soles, just like doing a foot massage. A row of willows was planted on both sides of the road. When the wind blows, the leaves fly up and down, accompanied by rustling. If it is spring, walking into the field, a green flame is burning violently, and the breeze blows through the wheat field, bringing a bunch of vitality. The sun shines obliquely on every inch of the earth's skin and falls gently on every life. The sky is also blue, transparent and blue.
Listening with my ears, I can hear the sound of the river flowing. Putting my finger into the water, I feel the coolness of algae and water. This cool river is drawn from your fingers, so delicate, so soft, as smooth as silk and as flawless as jade. I really envy the fish in this water. They can live in such a beautiful liquid.
I was intoxicated by the scenery and didn't realize it was getting late. When I got home, I opened the door gently, and the breath of night surrounded me affectionately. The evening breeze brushed my eyes and forehead, leaving a dragonfly-like kiss. Moonlight falls in the yard, emitting a faint blue light, which is the color of dreams, I think.
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The candle went out with a bang, which brought me back to reality from my memory. After this incident, I gradually felt relieved. Let bygones be bygones. There is no turning back. And this miss, I will cherish it, and let it bloom in a different kind of beauty on the tree of memory.
It's already dawn ...