This is a thing that happened to me. Whenever I see someone giving up his seat on the bus, I will recall it. This incident not only made me feel very ashamed of myself, but also made me admire a complete stranger.
It was a Sunday morning a year ago. I went to my father's office by bus after attending a study class. As soon as I got on the bus, I quickly grabbed an empty seat and sat down without looking. Then I looked into the carriage, and there were really many people in the carriage. The whole carriage was like a sardine can, shoulder to shoulder and crowded.
I was sitting leisurely and watching the beautiful scenery outside the window when an old woman got on the bus. "Walking towards my row of seats, I thought: There are still many stops to my father's unit. How tired it is to be crowded in the crowd after I have given my seat. Do you want it or not? Just as I hesitated, a young man stood up and said to grandma, "grandma, you can sit in my seat." Then, he helped the old woman to sit down carefully, while he kept leaning against the seat, holding on with one hand, clutching the handrail and struggling against the crowded place. When I saw that my grandmother had a seat, I didn't think about anything in my heart and continued to enjoy the scenery.
The car passed several stops again, but only those who came up from the front door did not see those who went out from the back door, and the carriage became more crowded. I saw that young man was squeezed with sweat all over his face, his back gradually bent and he stood very hard. Finally arrived at the terminal, there were many people getting off, and the young man and I were also going to get off. Everyone pushed me towards the car door. Suddenly, I don't know who bumped the young man's leg. The young man let out a scream of "Ouch", gritted his teeth, and got out of the car with a painful expression on his face, clutching his leg. I feel very strange in my heart: can a bump hurt like this? I walked out of the bus with a "question mark" and saw the young man sitting on the side of the road, rolling up his trouser legs and checking the wound. Ah! It turned out that it was an injured leg, and it was tightly wrapped around the knee with gauze. He was injured!
I stood there, stupefied, looking at the red scarf on my chest, and felt my face burning. I thought: I am a young pioneer, am I worthy of a red scarf? I'm so ashamed.
Although it has been so long, I still remember it vividly. This matter has always told me that to be a helpful person, only by helping others can we be happier.
Take a snail for a walk
Today, I went to the country with my mother. I walked alone on the path in the field. Walking, a small animal that was crawling slowly came into my eye.
On closer inspection, it turned out to be a small snail. It occurred to me that I wanted to walk with this little snail. So, I walked slowly, for fear that the little snail could not keep up. When I took a few steps and looked back, the little snail was so far away from me.
I pushed behind it, but it still crawled so slowly. I urged it, I bluffed it, I blamed it, and the snail looked at me apologetically, as if to say, "I have tried my best!" "
Snail can't climb fast, but it still climbs. In order to get to where I want to go, in order to complete the goals set for myself.
What's our goal? How did we accomplish these goals? Snail has achieved its goal by its own efforts and the spirit of never giving up. We should learn from the spirit of snails and accomplish our goals!
Life often gives people inspiration, however, life will not take the initiative to send "inspiration" to the door. Life goes on according to its own appearance and laws, and everyone has the right to get inspiration from it. It gives everyone a chance, but the question is whether we can find "enlightenment" from it. People who are diligent in thinking, in a sense, are people who are trying to find inspiration-looking for it with unresolved questions and all kinds of doubts. Think about life itself and all kinds of phenomena in life, and you will receive the gift of life.
I like the charm of nature best.
When you see the beautiful scenery of nature, you will be impressed by its charm. Here, you can forget the complicated and noisy urban areas, feel the beauty of nature with your heart, and feel the quietness of nature.
When we walked to Yuan Ye, we saw endless patches of green grass with gorgeous wild flowers growing on it. The grass on the Yuan Ye is like thousands of green guards, guarding the attractive flowers. No matter how people trample on them, the grass will never lower its noble head. This is the charm of the grass.
When we throw ourselves into the arms of the mountain, the mountain is not high from a distance. When you come to the foot of the mountain and look up, you know that the mountain is so majestic. The mountains are like giants, standing firm forever, regardless of the wind and thunder and the rain. How admirable their spirit is. This is the charm of mountains.
grow up
If your eyes are wet, can you see a rainbow if you shine in the sun?
Occasionally, I have to say that I am worried, because I need worry to explain when I grow up. I heard a long time ago that they were going to work. They said: If you want to be independent, you must first be financially independent. How good they are, they can fight the sword all over the world and be chivalrous and soft-hearted. I smiled and wished them a pleasant journey. They left, singing lonely wanderings. Many years later, we met again, but there were no thrilling stories to tell me along the way. Their faces are not excited by adventure, only tired. The soaring heroism has also become the courage of the year, and they are heroes. Society and reality are a flood, which has washed away all the dreams in the daytime. Youth, sometimes with some scars to dress up. Find a piece of paper, write down all your dreams, then tear them up and put them in the wind. Let the scraps of paper rain on the drooping heart, dilute it and forget it. But those dreams, at least once so vivid. Failure is a beautiful and broken floating shadow.
People always have to grow up.
On the day when the arts and sciences were divided into classes, the sun was shining. Deliberating the sun on a leaf, thinking about the sun's alias: the sun, the red sun ... I can't think of anything else. I don't know why, but if I grow up like this. To leave, no one said goodbye, and it seems that there is no need to say it. When I got home, I listened to Scarborough Fair, and the notes flowed like a river. I really felt like I had graduated from the past. If you can go far, can your memory be as long as a journey? Memories are like piano songs. I want to paint them as paintings, frame them and hang them in the corridors that I often pass by. I want to plant them into tulips, wrap a story in a bone flower, and choose a winter morning to bloom. Leave a bloom for yourself to remember. It passes on just like this, not ceasing day or night! No matter how clever you are, you can't catch the fleeting time.
People can always grow up.
I used to hold the jewel flower and talk with it. We agreed to grow up together. But it can't grow bigger. Why doesn't the good thing count? Although things that don't count don't count, the days are still increasing. It's silly to stop holding precious stones and keep overdue promises. Time dragged on, and another autumn and winter passed. If it is sunny tomorrow, open your arms; It will rain tomorrow, so take a shower and spread the butterfly's free and easy wings. If you can still stand, move on. With shyness, stubbornness and pride, we grew up together and experienced the beauty that emerged from the cocoon.
If your eyes are wet, shine in the sun.
homeland
Ringing that row of copper bells, the rich and clear left sound and right rhyme goes from far to near, through the long years of 5,000 years and the colorful flower season of 57 years. On the river continent, the beauty of the water, the sunshine of the mountains and the shore of the sea, there are layers of ripples and echoes, which condense a theme in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Chinese people: the motherland! The rolling wheel of history dissipated the flying dust during the Warring States Period, dimmed the sword shadows and knives in the Three Kingdoms and the Jin Dynasty, blurred the prosperous markets in the Tang and Song Dynasties, and eroded the flashy glass in front of the Ming and Qing temples. What was left was the names of heroes, who stood up the backbone of China people and condensed the great national spirit. Since ancient times, countless people with lofty ideals have taken patriotism as their lofty ambition and lifelong responsibility. There is a "loyal service to the country" There are Fan Zhongyan, who worries about the world first, Lin Zexu, who cares about the country's life and death, and avoids it because of misfortune and happiness. There are Lu Xun, who is self-confident and self-motivated by "warning the world to save the country", and Zhou Enlai, who is also studying for the rise of China. From Sun Yat-sen to Chen Duxiu, from Li Dazhao to Mao Zedong, from Lin Juemin to Qiu Jin, for the rise of China, for the revenge of serving the country.
Nowadays, looking around, the motherland is thriving, and the development of our country attracts worldwide attention. As young people in the new era, they have the responsibility to link their future with the destiny of the motherland, because life is not just a drop of blood, but also a burning passion. Youth is not only a praise, but also a source of having a mission and striving for it. Because of the aura of life, trampled bodies have given new souls; Because of the splendor of youth, dancing thoughts converge into a tragic elegy. While enjoying a peaceful and stable happy life, I can't help but think of those young people who sacrificed their lives for the democratic and scientific independence of the Chinese nation. They stood up at the moment when the nation suffered humiliation and saved the people from suffering by turning the tide. Once they dared to face the bleak life and face the dripping blood.
In the new era, we should carry forward the spirit of patriotism, seriously study the important thought of "Theory of Three Represents" and establish a correct concept of honor and disgrace: be proud of loving the motherland and ashamed of endangering the motherland; Be proud of serving the people and ashamed of betraying the people; Proud of advocating science and ashamed of ignorance; Proud of hard work, ashamed of leisure and hate work; Be proud of unity and mutual assistance, and be ashamed of harming others and benefiting themselves; Be proud of honesty and trustworthiness, and be ashamed of forgetting righteousness at the expense of profit; Be proud of obeying the law and discipline, and be ashamed of violating the law and discipline; Proud of hard work, ashamed of arrogance and extravagance!
Students, the stage of youth is built for us; The fiery times let us gallop; A bright future is created by us! Let's embrace the times with youth, ignite the future with life, and build our own tomorrow with fiery passion! festival
In the autumn, the weather was pleasant, and it coincided with the National Day holiday. My family went to visit my grandmother. Grandma is over seventy years old this year, but she is alert and healthy. Grandma's happiest time is when her sons and daughters take their children back to their hometown from all over the country during the holidays, and more than 20 people from a large family get together. No, grandma came back with a basket full of shrimp, crab and fish fresh and was happily greeting her neighbors. She could hear her old man's hearty smile from a distance.
Grandma's home is far away in a water town in Jiaxing, Zhejiang Province. In the past, traffic was very inconvenient. From Shanghai to my grandmother's house, I have to take a train and change to a ship. I set off from home in the morning and arrived at my grandmother's house at three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Because I am particularly carsick and seasick, my mother visits my grandmother once a year, but I can only go once every two or three years. Today, when my uncle drove to pick us up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and he said that grandma was waiting for us to have lunch. Is it in time? I'm a little skeptical. We got on the Buck van, got on the A4 Expressway in a short time, and then took the East-West Avenue. Ah, it took only one hour!
As far as I can remember, from the ship dock, through the old street paved with bluestones and through a narrow and long alley, it is my grandmother's home. That's three old houses by the river, with white walls and tiles. The wooden windows along the river are wide open and hung with bamboo curtains. You may feel very attractive, classical and romantic, but in real life, the kitchen and living room are together, and the gas in the briquette stove diffuses, making grandpa cough constantly; There is no bathroom at home, and grandma has to carry the toilet to pour it every day; When the rainy season floods, the river pours into the house, and the old furniture smells bad and musty. What worries my grandmother most is how can so many people live when all the children come back during the festival? So grandma often says, "Alas! When can I change to a bigger house? " This year, grandma's dream has finally come true. The old town has been rebuilt and the old people have moved into new buildings. Now, what is unfolding before our eyes is a beautiful small villa with glazed tiles shining in the sun and a pointed roof like a castle in a western fairy tale. Walking into the big yard surrounded by bamboo fence, osmanthus trees are fragrant, pomegranate trees are full of fruits, colorful chrysanthemums in flower beds are smiling, and little white cats are sleeping lazily in the sun. Stepping into the living room, it is spacious and bright, the kitchen and bathroom are clean and tidy, and gas, running water and toilet are all available. What makes grandma most satisfied is that she can leave a room for each child. Grandma was so happy that she couldn't keep her mouth shut
Standing on the top of my grandmother's three-story building, I looked up and saw the Shanghai-Hangzhou-expressway, Sujia-Zhaexpressway and East-West Avenue, criss-crossing roads leading to all directions. Not far away, there is a water overflow in the diamond field. Young girls are sitting in diamond barrels picking diamonds, and their bright clothes are hidden in the clear water of diamond flowers. Beside the river pond, there is a large grassland, which is a children's paradise and a fitness area for the elderly. Every morning, grandma goes there for early exercise. Looking at such a beautiful garden building, you would never think that there were only a few low huts here, where foreigners lived in rags. Moving into a new house and living in the garden, grandma's health is getting better and better, and her spirit is bright and clear. She smiled and said to us: "Reform and opening up are really good! The town is becoming more and more beautiful, life is getting better and better, and travel is becoming more and more convenient. It is said that after the rail transit is repaired, it only takes half an hour to get here from Shanghai. At that time, you can come back every week. You'd better go out early and come back late, and come with my old woman every day. Ha ha ha ... "
Listening to grandma's hearty laughter, I don't feel very emotional. Yes, from the changes in my grandmother's family, I can see that our old China is changing with each passing day. Ah motherland, long live! This is you, this is me, and this is the joy of Chinese children!
funny thing
"Time is like water and life is like a song." In the blink of an eye, we sent away another tense semester and ushered in another summer vacation.
"I have a holiday from today." As soon as the teacher's voice fell, the students cheered: "It's a holiday! Have a holiday. " What else the teacher said, no one heard clearly. Everyone is like a flying bird, free from the shackles of books. Crowded out and ran to the road home.
Out of the classroom, I took a deep breath. I feel like a monochromatic hydrogen balloon. On the day of school, my teacher held me tightly. After the holiday, the teacher relaxed the thread in his hand and let me fly to my dream place.
It feels good to have a holiday. I didn't open my sleepy eyes until after ten in the morning. Dress slowly and don't worry about parents' urging. Savor the flavor snacks in Wuhan carefully. The cool air from the air conditioner makes me think of my classmates. They must be enjoying the coolness brought by air conditioning at home like me.
It feels good to have a holiday. I walked past my parents with an idle book on my arm. There are smiles on their faces, and it seems that the idle books that they originally opposed are no longer idle.
It feels good to have a holiday!
Second, the chapter of pain
Good days always seem so short. For me, who will be a graduate next year, such a good day is even shorter.
In order to make my grades advance by leaps and bounds in the last year. My mother set a goal for me: seize every day of the holiday.
Mother's life is hard. My good days ended quickly. The daily study tasks are actually more full than when I was at school. When to learn English, when to finish homework, when to learn math and when to learn Chinese. The time has been carefully arranged by my mother, and there is even no time to play. What a nuisance! Like this. What is the joy of my summer vacation?
I can't believe I miss school days. Usually, at school, there are only a few more restrictions, more tiredness in class, and more homework ... However, we can find that the friendship between classmates is actually very pure, and the study life is not only regular, but also the intense study and life is actually very fulfilling. Now, I can't hear the sweet bell, I can't see the cheerful figure of my classmates, I can only hear my mother's endless nagging and my father's serious face. I have nothing but helplessness and endless troubles.
Third, the chapter of anger
During the summer vacation, the students are like an unrestrained bird, without heavy burden of study and intermittent nagging from their mother. They fly freely in their own space, enjoy playing by the swimming pool, let the crystal drops jump around, go to the picturesque East Lake, experience the unique style of the group shirts soaked by the lake, walk into the busy supermarket, taste the coolness brought by the air conditioner, sit at the computer desk and let the computer keyboard play between your fingers. And what about me? Not only was he assigned a suffocating study task. Moreover, it also lost the original status of parents.
Think back to school days. Every morning, my mother will get up early and bring me a nutritious breakfast specially designed for me. But now it's okay. My stomach is growling, my mother pushes my father, and my father pushes my mother. In the end, I agreed that I was unreasonable and stayed at home on holiday, but I didn't let my parents sleep late and have a good rest. Too inconsiderate of the hard work of parents. In the end, I had to go to school hungry until noon, so I saved breakfast.
In the afternoon, I was doing exercises. Dad shouted outside: "Daughter, give us a glass of water." It turned out that I didn't have to worry about affecting my study while I was at home on holiday. Dad invited a group of colleagues to the Great Wall. Great, pour a glass of water, and the answer I just came up with is suddenly forgotten. Usually you can write four exercises in one afternoon, but now you can only write one in one afternoon. I used to complain that I was lonely and bored at home alone. What about now? Busy, but became a waiter.
Everyone looks forward to winter in summer and summer in winter. I look forward to a holiday as soon as school starts, but I want to go to school once I have a holiday. This awareness is particularly strong this summer.
read a book
At the beginning of the summer vacation, I made a good reading plan early because I loved reading since I was a child.
I read Gorky's Childhood, My Classmate on Earth, Lu Xun's Scream, Xie Wanying's The Complete Works of Bing Xin's Children's Literature, Liu Yang's The Wizard of Oz, Mrs. Stowe's Uncle Tom's Cabin, Carol's Alice in Wonderland and other works by famous Chinese and foreign writers.
I basically found these books from various bookstores. I don't have much savings, but I want to buy my favorite books. At first, I had to bite the bullet and save money to buy those expensive books. Later, I had experience and found many good books from those forgotten books. There are famous books, fairy tales, poems, novels and essays ... Both at home and abroad, the writing is so fascinating that I get a lot of knowledge that I can't get in textbooks, and I also have many feelings and experiences. The pen tip reveals a temporary feeling.
Among the books I have read, the one that left the deepest impression on me was Lu Xun's Scream. "Scream" profoundly exposed the cruelty of the old feudal society, from which I also read the cruel scene that "the wine in Zhumen stinks and the bones on the road freeze to death". From A Madman's Diary to Kong Yiji to The True Story of Ah Q, from The Storm to Hometown to Social Drama, there is no article that is not fighting with sharp knives and muskets in the hands of people who oppress the people in feudal society. His sharp pen style scares the Kuomintang reactionaries, and both his articles and his patriotism are so impressive. Although we have now entered a new society, we are not only satisfied with food and clothing or even a well-off life, but the spirit of the older generation cannot be lost.
In my opinion, reading is the best way of entertainment and recreation in life. It can not only give people endless knowledge, but also give people unlimited fun and cultivate people's ability to do things.
When people are lonely, reading becomes the greatest pleasure. At this time, it is not only a tool for people to enrich their knowledge, but also a pastime. When people watch it at this time, they will feel happy and relaxed. When people deal with affairs, they can give full play to the ability gained by reading. There are endless things that are beneficial to you from reading, and ability is one of them. Reading more good books is beneficial and harmless to you. If you can not simply use the knowledge in books in practice, but constantly innovate on the basis of the knowledge in books, combined with your own reality and flexible use, it is the highest realm of reading good books.
"Books are the ladder of human progress." This is a famous saying of Gorky's grandfather, and it is also a famous saying to praise books. From this sentence, we can see how important books are in the world and how precious their value is. As Grandpa Gorky said, one book after another is like a ladder, which makes people climb to the peak. But the road to climb the peak is steep and dangerous, and it takes hard work to climb it. Reading some different books is like climbing a ladder, which is also very helpful to yourself, but you should also be able to choose books. A good book is like a priceless treasure piled up by diamond-like thoughts and pearl-like words, and the knowledge and wisdom contained in it are so precious. Books can really be described as a mentor and spiritual food for human beings! On the contrary, if we read those unhealthy books that bring together almost all the dirty things in the world, we are not mastering knowledge and looking for fun, but degrading ourselves and making ourselves vulgar and ignorant.
In a book, it will make you sad and sympathetic to tears; Sometimes it will make you laugh; Sometimes it will make you feel like you are there; Sometimes it will make you feel that you are in two worlds away from it.
I think, books are good teachers and friends, and food for the spirit. Why don't we study hard?
What is reading experience? In fact, reading experience is not difficult to write, and the gains and feelings of reading yourself. Expressed in accurate language, it is a "reading experience". Of course, the reading experience is more complicated and difficult than the three kinds of reading notes: abstract, drawing and reading summary. A thick book, a long article, so much content, where should I start? What should I write? Don't be afraid, as long as you really have experience in reading, you will have something to write and you will certainly be able to write well.
Pay attention to three questions:
First, write clearly what contents of a book, an article or a poem inspire you and make you educated. Let people feel that this is really the feeling of reading a book or an article or a poem. If you don't stick to the books or articles you read at home and talk vaguely, it's not a post-reading feeling, and people don't know where your feelings come from. However, when retelling the contents of the articles in the book, we should pay attention to conciseness, quote the contents that can explain the problem, and don't extract them in large paragraphs. The second is to write clearly how you feel after reading a book or an article. What education have you received? Write your thoughts very clearly, and don't be vague. In other words, you must write what you have in mind. Otherwise, how can you call it reading experience if you copy a large section of books and have no experience or little experience?
The third is to have analysis. Some students often write their thoughts after reading into two paragraphs: the first chapter is how to write in the book, and they copied a large article. In the second paragraph, a few simple phrases, what spirit have I learned and what I am going to do in the future. In this way, the content is very thin. A post-reading feeling must be analyzed. A certain point of a book or an article is well written, which inspires you. Then you should talk about what is good, what inspires you, or what is unique in writing, what is "special" and what is "wonderful", and write these feelings analytically and concretely, so that the content of this reading experience will be rich and substantial.
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