Whatever the future, whatever happens, we do not lose hope: hope is a virtue. --Hugo

One must be like the stars in the sky. Always very clearly see the fire of all hopes and aspirations, on earth forever extinguished, blazing fire. -- Gorky, "The Life of Matvei Kozhemiakin"

Even when the longing falls short, it is still sweet to feel the pain of longing. --Tagore, "The Lover's Gift"

It is dangerous to live with your hopes pinned on one person. --Hugo, "The Man with the Laughing Face"

The human heart has room for only a certain amount of despair; the sponge has absorbed enough water, and even if the sea were to flow over it, it would not be possible to add another drop to it. -- Victor Hugo, Notre Dame de Paris

The man who has no hope for the next life is, from this moment on, dead. --Memoirs of Romain Rolland

Strong desires are like mottled whips ...... --Gorky, "Russian Fairy Tales"

At the head of all forces, and becoming the source of all, is: faith. (Memoirs of Romain Rolland)

I think that all broad-minded people have great ambitions; but the great ambitions I value are those of those who follow the path with firmness and confidence, not of those who try to achieve something at once, or in a superficial way. --Dickens, "Bleak House"

One cannot live without a faith. --Roman Roland, "The Wrestle of Love and Death"

If a man believes in what he knows, and is not troubled by what he cannot be sure of, he will have a firmer intention of what he knows. --Mark Twain, "Wren Duck"

(1) The water in that brook was so clear that the brook reflected the blue sky and the white clouds as if it were the sky again. The water plants in the stream, pushed and shaken by the water, leisurely twisted their slender waist. Occasionally there are a few wildflowers floating down on the water, a swing, the whole brook is emitting the fragrance of flowers.

(2) read more, the face of the natural change, many times, one may think that many books read have become a passing cloud, no longer remember, in fact, they are still potential. In the temperament, in the talk, in the chest of the endless, of course, may also be revealed in the life and words.

(3) Youth, is a big autobiographical book, the author of the book is himself. So, how can this book be written? We have to use the wisdom of the mind to conceptualize, with good moral intention, with lofty ideals layout, with firm beliefs in writing, with the spirit of struggle to modify, with the persistent pursuit of publication!

(4) No one can "abandon" you, unless you give up on yourself, because we belong to ourselves, not to others.

(5) Those who compare themselves vertically are easily satisfied, those who compare themselves horizontally are easily lost; those who are satisfied are easily deterred, those who are lost are easily chosen to rise.

(6) Some people, no matter how old they are, are always young; some people, no matter whether they are honored or disgraced, are not alarmed; some people, no matter whether they are rich or poor, are simple; some people, no matter whether they are ridiculed or satirized, are still marching forward; and some people, no matter how lowly they are in their own position, are always thinking of their motherland!

(7) As soon as the moon appeared, the stars in the sky scattered.

(8) Living in other people's applause, the most easy to lose themselves; in other people's care, the most easy to weaken themselves.

(9) A concentrated study is better than a hundred gulps; a deep thought is better than a hundred rash actions; a sincere help is better than a hundred compassionate sympathy; a courageous act is better than a hundred grandiose words!

(10) The moon, with its eyes wide open, looks amiably at the villages and fields, very much like a polished copper disk.

(11) It was dizzying to look down from the high diving platform, but there was no turning back for me but to close my eyes tightly and jump downward without thinking.

(12) A breeze blew by, and the golden rice swayed with the wind as if it were a golden ocean.

(13) In the endless fields, the golden rice is ripe, like a piece of gold; the orchard is full of fruit, there are red apples, pears hanging on the trees like zucchini; the leaves are yellow and falling, like a butterfly dancing; a gust of wind blew, bringing a touch of coolness to people.

(14) Under the big tree, a piece of fallen leaves "fly" down from the tree, like a colorful butterfly dancing.

(15) In the morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the sky was full of eyes, but now it was already full of clouds, and it was raining heavily like beans. A grain, a string, one after another from the sky down, the center is constantly mixed with dazzling lightning, composed of a beautiful picture. The rain beads kept falling from the sky, the swish sound of the rain beads falling on the ground, and the booming sound during the thunder and lightning made up the most perfect symphony in the world.

(16) July summer, tile blue tile blue sky without a cloud, the hot sun scorching the earth, the water in the river scalding, the soil in the ground smoke. The sun was blazing, and on both sides of the road, the ripe grains were all hot and bent over, heads down. Grasshoppers, as numerous as blades of grass, chirped faintly and noisily in the wheat fields and among the reeds along the banks.

(17) The schoolbag is a boat, carrying me to swim in the sea of learning, rushing rapids, over the dangerous shoals, drifting and sailing, to reach the other side of the victory; the schoolbag is a treasure, it is melted with the mother's love and love, to give me the strength to go forward.

(18) The moon is like a shy girl, a moment to hide in the clouds, a moment and then lifted the veil, revealing the delicate face, the whole world is dipped into the moon color dreamy silver gray.

(19) Years, is a poem, a rich philosophical poem, years is a camel, carrying the dreams of countless people.

(20) Learn to dominate your own life; even if you are all alone, it is not too bad a situation. No self-pity, no inferiority complex, no complaints, one day at a time, one step at a time, the darkness of the joy and the inevitable arrival, lies in our own cultivation of each test is like a humiliation you say you will not believe that other people will take a piece of white paper to prove to you.

(21) The heart, if there is no place to stay, to where it is wandering.

(22) The tired moon hid in the clouds to rest, leaving only a few stars like a sentry.

(23) Books are like a ladder, which can guide us to the hall of knowledge. Books as a key, it can help us open the window of wisdom of the soul. Time is like a ruler, it can measure the process of the struggle. Time is like a balance, it can weigh the weight of the results of the strivers. Time is like a whip, it can spur us to catch up with the goal of life. Time is like a war drum, it can inspire us to speed up the pace of progress.

(24) I would like to be the last one to leave the world in the circle of life of my father, mother and husband. If I go first and leave this cup of bitterness that I have already tasted to my parents in the world, then I am dying in peace because I have understood love, and how deep my love is, how long my attachment and reluctance will be.

(25) Our parents are stars, we go home they will always be in; our friends are planets, some time to come some time to go, but they are also the stars in the sky; in our lives, we pass by, some may be in this life you will never run into people, I will call them meteors.

(26) What is deliberately sought is often not found. The coming and going of everything under the sky has his time. I do not dream inaccessible dreams, which makes my sleep peaceful. Avoid over-zealous friendships when there is nothing else to do; this makes me less burdened and less committed. I refrain from unnecessary gossip, which makes me feel clearer. I try not to reminisce about the past, because it is impossible to go back the way I came. I love others when I can, so that I don't flood. I cry when I want to cry, I laugh when I want to laugh, I don't want to be profound, I just want to be simple.

(27) Sports make people full of vigor and vitality, music makes people full of romantic joy, thinking makes people full of wisdom and reason.

(28) Sometimes feelings are a dose of fickle medicine, dissolved in the lover's glass of wine, bitterness can be tasted in the end of the sweetness; sometimes feelings are a double-edged sword, held in the hands of the enemy, even if gently swung down the bruises. Friends, the iron blood of the men also have feelings, the sands of the generals also have tears. Feelings dominate the heart and sway the soul. However, be careful, do not let it change the eyes of your judgment.

(29) Roads are made up of "foot" and "each", and that's why "each one has its own road"; and because "each one has its own road",

(30) The first thing you need to know is how to get to the bottom of the problem. "

(30) The grass in the field is a blossoming grass. It is not possible to get rid of it with a wildfire, but it is possible to get rid of it again with a spring breeze. Pliable grass, what exactly are you? Is our countless humble and weak life, right? We are ordinary grass people, but also can depict the spring, for the earth to dress up, weak life united, but also can change the environment, create the world.

(31) Moths must be extremely happy and happy when they try to catch the flame. What is important for people to live in the world is the ability to love people, not to be loved. How can we be loved if we do not know how to love.

(32) I saw him stirring his feet backward, rowing his hands outward, swimming outward like a frog. After a while, I can go into the water to swim, due to the inspiration of my father, I remembered the essentials of swimming, and with the help of a lifebuoy, once lying on the water to relax the body, immediately free to swim around in the water.

(33) Autumn is like a golden picture, everywhere is the harvest.

(34) The sun is like a big, big ball of fire, the light burns, the highway is scorched by the hot sun, feet step down a string of white smoke. The weather is sweltering to death, not a breeze, the thick air seems to freeze. The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, making people breathless. Dogs lie on the ground and spit out their bright red tongues, and the nostrils of the mules and horses are open especially wide.

(35) A huge wave reached out its arms and lifted me violently.

(36) It's not that there is too much suffering, it's just that we don't know how to live; it's not that there is too little happiness, it's just that we don't know how to grasp it.

(37) Things in the world, as long as you are willing to learn by heart, no one is too late.

(38) We refuse to explore our own value, we over-value the participation of others in their lives. As a result, loneliness is no longer beautiful, and we are terrified of losing others

Material interpretation

"Single-minded for the country, conscientious", this is Shi Changxu's life portrayal. He devoted all his last light and heat to the motherland. He reached his only purpose without compromise, and although he did not wait for the couplet that says "a hundred years of age to celebrate the work of ten thousand generations", his life is pure and no regrets.

Applicable Topics

Patriotism, dedication, love, the value of life

Deep roots can only flourish

In the late nineteenth century, the French writer of critical realism, Maupassant, was educated by his mother in the early years of his love of literature, and in secondary school in Rouen, his teacher Louis Bouyer, began a variety of genres of literature, and then began a variety of genres, and then began a variety of genres. When he was in high school in Rouen, he was instructed by his teacher, Louis Bouyer, and began to write in a variety of genres. After the Franco-Prussian War, he worked in the Ministry of the Navy and the Ministry of Education. After the Franco-Prussian War, he worked in the Ministry of the Navy and the Ministry of Education, where he wrote tirelessly and was mentored by the great French writer Flaubert. Flaubert taught Maupassant to write novels in the practice of basic skills, so more than ten years he was not allowed to publish novels, just writing. 1879 summer, led by Zola's six boasted naturalism of the literati, in Zola's Meitang villa gathering, agreed to write a short story to the Franco-Prussian War as the background, Maupassant wrote the "ball of the goat's will", Flaubert allowed to be published, and from then on, a famous.

A Drop of Wisdom

There is a young man, working in the United States, an oil company, education is not high, there is no special skills, his work, even children can do, that is, inspecting to confirm that there is no welding of petroleum tank cover. Within a few days, he was tired of this work, and wanted to change his profession, but could not find other jobs. He thought he had to find something to do in order to make a breakthrough in this job, so he paid close attention and realized that when the tank rotated once, 39 drops of solder dripped down. He tried to think if there was anything he could do to improve this sequence of work. At one point, it occurred to him, if he could reduce the solder by a drop or two, would he save money?

After a lot of research, he developed a "37 drops" welding machine, after testing is not practical. He was not discouraged, and then developed a "38 drop type" welding machine. This time the invention is very perfect, although the savings of just a drop of solder, but that "a drop" for the company to increase the new profits of 500 million dollars a year. This young man, is later mastered the United States oil industry 95 ℅ real power of the oil king - John Rockefeller.

The chandelier swinging in the wind

One day, more than 300 years ago, Galileo went to the cathedral in Pisa to worship. A chandelier hanging in the mid-air of the church was blown back and forth by the wind blowing through the doorway. This caught Galileo's attention, "Strange! How come it swings at the same time every time?" Galileo wondered. In order to be sure that the time of each swing is the same, Galileo, who was studying medicine at that time, suddenly thought of testing with his own pulse. "A thousand times yes!" Galileo was pleasantly surprised by his discovery. Then he thought to himself, "How would the pendulum swing differently if the chandeliers were different sizes? What would happen if the rope to hang the chandelier were longer or shorter?" Back home, Galileo did an experiment. The results found that the speed of the swing has nothing to do with the weight of the object, when the line is long when the swing is slow, when the line is short when the swing is fast. Later, based on Galileo's discovery, people designed and made a pendulum.

Jack London's Stupid Kung Fu

Jack London was a famous American novelist, and his knowledge was all based on self-study. He often put the dictionary and the book of words and phrases copied in a small piece of paper, and then these pieces of paper hanging on the curtains, hangers, cabinets, bed tents, and even stuffed in the mirror in the seam, so that in shaving, dressing, sleeping before and after can always look at, remember a memory. He put some pieces of paper in his coat pocket, and when he went out to concerts, visited friends and relatives, or went for a walk, he took a free moment to recite them. He finally mastered a large number of words as a result of his constant memorization, and he was able to write with ease.

The triumph of perseverance

The British medical scientist Ross in order to confirm that mosquitoes are the vector of malaria germs, day after day and mosquitoes to deal with. 1893, one day, he watched under the microscope for eight hours, sore eyes, blurred vision, coupled with the heat of the weather, mosquitoes stinging insect bites, the observation is difficult to continue. However, there were still two mosquitoes unobserved. Give up on them, or hold on a little longer? He fixed his mind, gritted his teeth, and continued to observe under the microscope. The final victory is often in the effort to insist a little. Suddenly, he noticed that the two mosquitoes had upwardly a never-before-seen fine, rounded cell containing small particles composed of a black substance, identical to the pigmentation of the malaria parasite. With that, he finally found the source of the disease that spreads malaria.