The wind chimes of youth opened my heart, the colored flutes of youth blew my dreams, and the notes of youth drove me to hope. Youth, this beautiful season, is the time for us to sow hope, cherish hope, grasp hope and let hope shine in our hands.
(Excerpted from "Grasping Youth" by students in Hebei Province)
I don't know if I have ever passed by, but you are as light as a thin cloud on the horizon. Even if you can't meet it, it will take away my mind's attention. ...
(Excerpted from Guangdong examinee "I pay attention to the dribs and drabs of life")
In life, everyone will encounter unpleasant things, such as setbacks, misunderstandings, criticisms and so on. The feeling at that time was undoubtedly an insurmountable obstacle. But then suddenly looking back, it was just a wave in the long river of life, a wisp of fragrance of colorful years.
(Excerpted from Chongqing examinee Xiangxiang)
Just as wind is to sails, just as temperature is to seeds, just as sunshine and rain are to the growth of everything, praise is an indispensable spiritual nutrition in our growth process.
(Excerpted from Anhui examinee "Eager for Praise")
There is a flower in the world that will never fade, and that is a smile. It is open all year round, north and south, as long as there are crowds. The nobler the thought, the more beautiful the flower of smile.
(Excerpted from Jingzhou examinee "Bringing Smile to Life")
Life is a burning flame, and it will shine in the ashes, because life is in your hands, you just need to grasp it.
(Excerpted from Hebei examinee "Life is in Your Hands")
What is youth? Youth is hope. What does youth need? Youth needs to be grasped. Youth without regrets, perfect answer sheet, grasp it well. When the spring breeze breaks out, look back on the past, grasp it carefully and do everything well. At least "this" is also the confession of our life. Hold your youth in your hands, keep your hopes in your heart, pursue with your hopes and dreams, struggle and create the brilliance of your youth.
(Excerpted from Hebei students' Grasping Youth)
Attention need not be melodramatic, attention will only be unintentional, that seriousness and persistence, like a butterfly flying to the sky, took away my attention, inadvertently brought news of life and love, and gave life a little bit!
(Excerpted from Guangdong examinee "I pay attention to the dribs and drabs of life")
Every time I think about it, my heart is sour, but this grievance has not sublimated into hate, but it has created my strong character, and I understand the teacher's mood. If it weren't for that time, would I feel wronged? Ha ha! There is no trace of time, only fragrance.
(Excerpted from Chongqing examinee Xiangxiang)
The applause of life will never stop? It always inspires people to pursue the nobleness and perfection of the soul. Applause is more important than love and money.
Let applause ring, life needs applause.
Dear teachers, how eager to get your praise, even if it is a simple sentence or two!
(Excerpted from Anhui examinee "Eager for Praise")
Bring a smile to life, decorate life with a smile. You don't have to look for happiness and beg for time's mercy, but walk through the four seasons with a smile, then store it as happy wine and enjoy life.
(Excerpted from Jingzhou examinee "Bringing Smile to Life")
Taste the past, bitter with sweet, spray after spray, fragrance after fragrance like an eternal flame, lit my lamp of hope, so I saw the road clearly and moved on.
(Excerpted from Chongqing examinee "A wisp of fragrance")
There are dances in ordinary life and songs in trivial things. Success is an enterprising melody plucked from the heartstrings, and success is a calm emotional lake thrown into a series of armchairs by a little progress. What's wrong with savoring your tiny success and not being applauded?
Excerpted from Anhui examinee "Applause for yourself")
Praise is to ignite others' hearts with your own heart, find others' hearts with your own heart, and moisten things with spring breeze and drizzle.
(Excerpted from Anhui examinee "Eager for Praise")
In winter, there is no prosperity in spring, no publicity in summer and no richness in autumn, but what she has is holy, resolute and selfless quality.
(Excerpted from Zibo examinee "Winter Personality")
Yes, love blows away the shadow of life and scatters the bright sunshine. If happiness is fire, love is burning, happiness is water and love is flowing. Love and happiness go hand in hand!
(Excerpted from Jingzhou examinee "Bringing Love to Others")
Innovation means bidding farewell to the past, grasping the present and welcoming the future.
(Excerpted from Chongqing examinee "Cool")
How's it going? Lots of trouble. But I always believe that no matter how cloudy the weather is, it will be fine.
(Excerpted from Linyi examinee "Growing Pains")
So I rearranged my old bags, propped up the dust on my body, replaced the illusion of the past with dignity, and left a deep mark on my feet with my firmness. Go forward bravely, face forward, meet the glory of life without regrets, and create the fiery red of life.
(Excerpted from Henan examinee "When I Face the Chaoyang")
I thank nature and its angelic notes, which endow me with the same personality as wind, flowers and grass and make me intoxicated in another happy world.
(Excerpted from Yiyang examinee "Thanksgiving")
In the long history of the development of human society, no one will reach the other side of the ideal smoothly, there will always be ups and downs, and there will always be stormy waves. Therefore, we should grasp the coordinates of life and always find our own position. In this way, a bright tomorrow and a bright future must belong to you.
(Excerpted from Hebei examinee "Grasping Life Coordinates")
With a sincere heart, spread your brightest smile to every corner of the world and every space of your life, and your life will bloom with beautiful flowers.
(Excerpted from Jingzhou examinee "Bringing Smile to Life")
The performance without applause was terrible. Who can stand the dead silence? Life without applause is sad. Who wants to live in depression?
(Excerpted from Anhui examinee "Life Needs Applause")
Art is beautiful, but the art of cooperative creation is even better. It is precisely because human beings know how to cooperate that they have created more beauty for the world.
(Excerpted from Nantong examinee "Cooperation")
Love is the most precious soul of a nation and the strongest fortress of a country. As long as there is love, no matter how hard it is, it can turn the tide and knock down the building.
(Excerpted from Jingzhou examinee "Bringing Love to Others")
Blue sky, just when I was speechless, a strong call filled my body and mind with blue light, and a voice said softly:
"fly! Backwardness and ignorance should not bind your wings, fly to the blue sky and fly for your ideals! "
(Excerpted from Henan examinee "When I Face the Blue Sky")
(Excerpted from Zibo examinee "The Personality of Coffee Bean")
If I were a bird, I would remember the nest when I was born. If I were a sapling, I would never forget to nourish my land. If I were a river, the snowy plateau would be a brand in my memory. If ... no matter what I am, no matter how I exist, I can forget everything around me and even abandon myself, but one thing is indelible-that is, reward.
(Excerpted from Guiyang examinee's interpretation of regression)
Most of the roots and flowers are not beautiful, but most of the flowers are dazzling and beautiful. It is precisely because of these ugly roots and flower roots that trees are lush, peonies are beautiful, osmanthus flowers are overflowing, and plum blossoms are proud of snow ... The world has become colorful because of the beauty of roots. Actually, we are the same. Appearance is just a kind of decoration, and it is the beauty that really expresses itself.
(Excerpted from Zibo examinee "Open Beauty")
Some people say that the sun is silent, but it brings warmth; The earth is silent, but it shows a wide range; The ocean is silent, but it is pregnant with life. I want to say that love is wordless, but it benefits the world.
(Excerpted from Jingzhou examinee "Bringing Love to Others")
There is a person who can exist independently in this world, and nothing can be successful without the whole society. In such a rapidly developing information society, we should be more aware of the importance of cooperation.
(Excerpted from Nantong examinee "Cooperation")
Notes like little angels, with a little smile and a little naughty, slipped through my fingers and merged into a rainbow-like beautiful movement. The notes are soft, one by one, and the player's mood is gently sung through mellow music. As a result, sweet notes seem to be full of the smell of flowers. All the cells in my body are immersed in the arms of notes, like drinking sweet Hua San.
(Excerpted from Yiyang examinee "Thanksgiving")
Winter breeds spring, not fighting for it. Spring has come, and her cold skin gradually melts into a drop of spring water, selflessly irrigating the greedy seedlings. By the time a hundred flowers blossom and the sound of trees jointing, she has completed a year's historical mission and quietly returned to heaven with the gratitude of spring, waiting for the arrival of next year.
(Excerpted from Zibo examinee "Winter Personality")
I held the grass ring of hope and watched it slowly disappear from my sight. I sat down with a smile, only to find that the grass behind me was so green and full of vitality.
(Excerpted from Taiyuan examinee's "Blessing you, Big Brother who has met each other for a long time")
Praise is hope, praise is motivation. A hopeless goal is like an extinguished lighthouse, and a journey without motivation is full of difficulties.
(Excerpted from Anhui examinee "Eager for Praise")
Bringing a smile to life is like the sun shining on the earth, the breeze touching the warmth of the forest, the fiery glow of the sunset burning heaven, and the passion of the waves washing away rocks. ...
(Excerpted from Yizhou examinee "Bringing Smile to Life")
It is always like the sun when people are cold, the breeze when people are hot, the delicious food when people are hungry, and the shower when people are dry ... it will appear when people need it.
(Excerpted from Yizhou examinee "Bringing Smile to Life")
This river winding among the mountains is the lifeblood of the town and the only communication channel between the people of the town and the outside world. That boat, which has experienced many vicissitudes, is the only means of transportation in the town. It is because of that room and that boat that the touching story of the ferryman came into being.
(Excerpted from Xuzhou examinee "The Old Mute on the Ferry")
Wait, talking about cool based on the individual can only be superficial, and talking about cool in the big era will find true cool.
(Excerpted from Wuhan examinee "Shuang"
Quiet prose, biographies of leading celebrities, mysterious science fiction novels, humorous and lively foreign classics are my only love in the dead of night.
(Excerpted from Wuxi examinee "Enjoy the pleasure of buying books")
I appreciate the implication of Wang Guozhen's exclamation, the haste and profundity of Zhu Ziqing, the romance of Qiong Yao's misty rain, and the sharpness of Lu Xun's theory of "friendship shock".
(Excerpted from Jingzhou examinee "Flower Season with Dreams")
Composers write them on heartstrings, and performers let them flow in their hearts. Listen carefully! That lovely song, from the treetops, from the moon shadow, from the grassland, gently spread to all directions.
(Excerpted from Yiyang examinee "Thanksgiving")
Smile, and you will find what a noble virtue it is-
When falling, it gives people sunshine assistance;
When confused, give people a burst of courage;
When you are lost, give people a breeze-like comfort;
When impulsive, it gives people a kind of unrestrained mentality. ...
(Excerpted from Jingzhou examinee "Bringing Smile to Life")
When you are frustrated, you want someone to give you courage; When hesitating, you want someone to understand you; I want to give you warm applause when my spirit is poor.
(Excerpted from Anhui examinee "Life Needs Applause")
Can I choose to escape?
Wang Xu
On the bank of Sansheng Stone, a crimson pearl grass stands proudly. This is doomed to be a tragedy, and there is nowhere to escape.
Love buried Hua Zhong's tears.
Pan-Jiang melancholy, I came to this prosperous and rich place. Facing the indifferent faces, I spent a long sad and silent night, and I learned the taste of relying on others. I can't help crying at the thought of my parents' early death and helplessness. The fallen flowers in front of us tell endless regrets. Bloom is silent, and the flowers are silent. Who cares? I picked up the residual red with a flower hoe. Once gorgeous has long been buried in the pure land. Tears splashed, revealing a trace of blood on the petals. I can't help sighing: "If you don't lament for me, I don't know when it will fall." .
Qiu Lin's pulse, cold through dusk. The darker the dusk, the lonelier the candlelight. I stared at the rain outside the window, and the gloomy Xiaoxiang Pavilion looked particularly bleak. Come here, when is it not a wind knife and frost sword? Are you sad alone? I want to choose to escape, escape from this life with a slant sword, escape from the sadness of my parents' early death, and escape from the loneliness of relying on others.
Leng Yue in Han and Tang Dynasties is blue and clear.
It is another Mid-Autumn Festival. The bright moon, the sad flute, the air is mixed with sadness. A few remnant stars are crying on the cold curtain. The moon reflects water, and water reflects the moon. Xiangyun and I forced a smile and wrote poems for Fu. Two lonely figures and a full moon are reflected on the cold pond water. Think of no lively laughter, no happy concern, only loneliness to accompany me, quiet to accompany me. Sad in my heart, I went to "Leng Yue to bury my soul". Maybe this is my ending, I am the flower soul, nobody cares. In the end, there is only disillusionment. I want to choose to escape, escape from this lonely and cold silence, sadness and pain.
Heartbroken and tearful, burning the manuscript and crying.
Looking at the sad mirror, I am still haggard. That Baoyu, who was with me since childhood, has a heart that betrays me? My heart ached, and all my heartfelt words and endless love vanished. I was sick in bed, closed my eyes and confessed everything with death. Tears kept flowing, recalling the scene of quarreling with Baoyu before. ...
The more serious the illness, the more painful it is. I hate that Baoyu left me and that everyone lied to me. The night of mourning, candlelight flickering, seems to burn out. My heart is so cold, I hate it. A stream of blood welled up in my heart, so salty and astringent. I struggled to support and tore up the poem full of happiness with all my strength. My hands trembled and everything no longer existed! Does not exist! Light them and watch them turn to ashes. Let's go Let's go Tears are wet. This is the last tear. I don't owe him anymore It's so cold, so cold. I want to choose to escape, escape from this undeniable fact, escape from the tragedy that cannot be rewritten, and escape from the unforgettable love.
I finally chose to escape, and I chose death. With the sadness scattered all over the floor, "Baoyu, Baoyu, hello ..." I returned to Sansheng Bank with an unsolved lament. Wait quietly until he comes back.
Comments: Every part of the article uses different images to express Lin Daiyu's melancholy of losing her parents. The article uses beautiful and rich words, and has reached a certain depth in grasping A Dream of Red Mansions.
Can I choose to give up?
Wang Jing
When life is used to taking, it will forget to give up. In folklore, birds made of ice can no longer bear the weight of the material world, and flying is just an eternal dream. So we ask ourselves, in the face of the complicated world, can I choose to give up?
Doubt made me hesitate, but you gave a perfect answer. ...
When you cover the moon and mow the grass in the field, the twilight leaves footprints on the ridge of the field, as if asking-why didn't Peng stop you from saving the poor's heart? You loosen the soil and sing without looking up: "Come back! The countryside will be ruined, Hu Bugui? " You said you might as well go home and serve bean sprouts. Under the high hall mirror at the other end of the mountain, the official sea is ups and downs, and with your full knowledge, you have endless prosperity. On the contrary, you gave up wine, food, luxury houses of high officials and rich people, lived in huts, and plowed Long Mu. Only by giving up material desires can we have inner peace and happiness.
When your skirt endures the cold outside the Great Wall, the bleak sound of Qiangdi is heavy, the plaintive pipa rings, and you endure the lonely journey. A seemingly weak woman stood up in the hall facing each other and resolved the embarrassment of getting married in a great country. You still remember the painful tears in your mother's arms when you left, but you are determined to pay attention to the western regions forever. How sad! But you gave up the girl's dream, gave up your long-planned leisure life, and were willing to travel abroad. Only by giving up selfish thoughts can you be calm and peaceful.
When you curiously unfold the dragon scroll that you dream of in Wulin, the flame in your eyes can't cover up the pallor on the scroll cloth, and you are puzzled. When you learn that the secret recipe of gourmet food is also blank, you finally understand that the real highest state is "nothing". Great hopes are invisible and great voices are silent. Give up deliberate description, give up gorgeous carving, give up all foreign things that bind my heart and become natural. Is to give up the burden that keeps the universe alive.
Can I give up? I don't think I doubt it anymore. Ancient sages didn't have everything, nor did the cosmic astrology. Maybe giving up is not happy in itself, but it can help us find happiness. Give up the pursuit of full marks and honors and follow your true self.
Comments: The article has beautiful words and smooth structure. It reveals that everyone should do their own thing, give up things that don't belong to us, make our life happier and find our true self. The author skillfully changed "I" into "you", and the writing space was opened.
Can I choose to forgive you?
-A letter to Teacher Fan
Zhihao Chen
Teacher Fan:
Hello! The shadow brought by Wenchuan earthquake gradually recedes with the passage of time, but you have become the focus of more than half of China. At the moment of the earthquake, you were the first to rush out of the classroom, and then threatened on the Internet: "I won't save my parents except my daughter." At that moment, I was confused. Can I choose to forgive you?
No, I can’t . On the occasion of natural disasters, countless heroic teachers emerged: Tan Qianqiu, who desperately protected the podium, Li Jiaping, who desperately propped up the doorframe, and Zhang Miya, who hugged the students ... But as a people's teacher, you have the obligation to protect the students, but instead of organizing the students to evacuate, you ran away. What kind of behavior is this? This is an extremely selfish behavior and an irresponsible dereliction of duty. Your trip may ruin the lives of a class of students. Don't you have any remorse in your heart? Then why do you want to defend yourself online and make such remarks without your parents? At this moment, I am confused. Can I forgive you?
"Yes, yes." A voice said to me. "Teacher Fan is a teacher, but he is also a person, an ordinary person and a real person, which determines that he, like each of us, also has the instinct to escape in times of crisis. Maybe he didn't have time to think about the words "obligation" and "responsibility" at that time, but he just ran out subconsciously. What's wrong with this? " Yes, I thought. After all, we didn't realize the tense and life-threatening atmosphere at that time. If it is us, who can guarantee that we are not at a loss and run away in a hurry at the moment when the earth shakes? From this perspective, we have no reason to refute your naive instinct blindly. On the contrary, we should take a good look at our own perspectives and concepts. As for online articles, I believe that as long as you have the ability, you will save your relatives and students, right? If you ask me, explicit truth is more worthy of people's understanding than posturing hypocrisy. Let's look at this story again: the same earthquake, the same escape, but the Prime Minister generously forgave the official and said to him, "Don't be nervous, this is human nature and understandable." Why can't we forgive you?
Yes or no! Destroy it or clear its name. I hope you can stick to that calm, and I hope you can show more care to your students and relatives!
I wish you become a people's teacher with both ability and political integrity.
bear
In the days after the earthquake,
Comments: The author uses letters to analyze and evaluate social hot figures from many aspects, which not only expresses an objective view of Teacher Fan, but also hopes to arouse a view that teachers are the people we respect most, and their responsibilities are more important than everything else. Compared with general argumentative writing, this article should be a special innovation.
Can I choose to get drunk with you?
Jinjiaxin
In that long history, countless drinkers wrote their names in the history books, and countless literati dissolved wine into their words and into their lives. Every time I read their gorgeous words, I am always fascinated.
Can I pour you some wine?
"Know it, know it, it should be green and fat." Your life is wonderful at this time, and you have a lot of time to spend with your husband. From time to time, I always want to pour you glutinous rice wine and taste the sweetness and joy.
Xiao Suo's autumn moon, her husband's long journey, you "understand Luo Shang lightly, block the blue boat", but you can't get rid of her husband's thoughts. You just sigh, "Who sent Yun Brocade?" That "flower from Shui Piao" is like a lingering worry. At this moment, I can only fill a glass of wine for you and silently wish you all the joys and sorrows.
Her homeland fell, her husband died, and she drifted to the south of the Yangtze River. "Things are people don't rest everything, tears flow first. This time, instead of drinking, she boarded the boat alone, hoping to find a spiritual rest, but "I'm afraid that Xu Xi will be sad if both streams sail. "This time, the wine is not important, it is important to pour you wine. At this time, I am willing to be her in your heart, just because of your momentary joy.
Can I have a drink with you?
"When will there be a bright moon? Ask for wine from heaven. " Su Shi seldom gets drunk. This time, he was not only drunk, but also drunk. Just for himself, for his brother, for the moon that should not be round. "I hope that people will live for a long time and have a good scenery for thousands of miles." This is his expectation for his brother's most beautiful life, and it is also a helpless protest against unfair things. The loss of his life, the twists and turns of his love, and the unsatisfactory official career, he despises the secular world, but loves all the nature in the world. "It's too cold up there, dancing for shadows. What's it like?"
Sober, he is majestic and heroic, "can bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius", showing loyalty to the court that has hurt him countless times. At this time, I would like to sit under the moon with him, recite immortal poems handed down from generation to generation and drink the most beautiful wine.
I am always moved by your poems, because every word and sentence are deeply moved and write the most beautiful page in history.
Savor carefully, who can not be moved?
I'd like to have a drink with you, if I may.
Comments: Many poems are quoted in the article, which makes the article more distinctive. It is essential for literati to write wine, from pouring wine to drinking. In many immortal poems, we can all indulge in them The author skillfully interweaves "I" with "you", which has both the feeling of "I" and the massiness of "you", greatly increasing the gold content of the article.
I will never leave your deep love.
If I were a flower, my mother's love would be rain and dew. If I were a tree, my mother's love would be sunshine. If I were a grass, my mother's love would be the spring breeze … ...
"ah! It hurts! " At that time, when I was six years old, I was running to my mother and accidentally fell to the ground. The wound was covered with mud. Looking at the oozing blood, I shouted in horror: "Mom! It hurts! " As I shouted, I thought about my mother coaxing me with delicious and fun things and giving me whatever I wanted. My mother walked not far from me and stopped me: "Li Xiuyu, stand up by yourself."
For a moment, I looked at my mother blankly and didn't know what to do. Before going upstairs, my mother said to me, "Stand up, you are on your own." When I grew up, I gradually realized my mother's good intentions. At that time, "hate" also became love.
Tonight, I sit under the lamp and do my homework. A breeze blew in from the window. I sneezed inadvertently, and suddenly I felt something lightly on my shoulder.
I put my hand on my shoulder and felt a rough hand with rows of thick cocoons on it, but it was warm until it reached my heart. Looking back, my mother was standing and smiling at me. Suddenly I found that my mother's black hair was mixed with a few silver wires, and I suddenly had an idea: I "stole" my mother's black hair.
Mom, you are a lotus leaf, and I am a red lotus. The raindrops in my heart are coming. Except you, who is the shade under my empty sky? Motherly love is so great! Accept a drop of water when necessary, and I will repay your kindness with spring water. However, I can never repay my mother's deep love for me.
If God gave me a choice, I would say-I would like to be your daughter in the next life!
Grade two 1 class Li Xiuyu.
Instructor: Wei Dandan
Sincerely.-thank you.
"Thank you" is a common word, but we often use it to express our feelings. There are too many people in the world who need our gratitude. A cup of fragrant milk tea reminds me of my wrinkled mother. I want to thank her for being pregnant in October and letting me see this colorful world. A leafy tree reminds me of my father. I want to thank him for putting on the star Dai Yue for me, and let me enjoy the beauty of life. The diligent reminder reminds me of my teacher.
Teacher, you are a gardener, and you have cultivated the flowers of our motherland with your knowledge; Teacher, you are the sun, using sunlight to drive away the darkness for us; Teacher, you are the rain and dew, nourishing our wounded hearts.
After school, all the students went home, only you were still working. Sometimes a few naughty children make you work hard. They make you worry about their happiness. When you sent the last student away with a smile, the naughty little star in the sky blinked.
Your baby will cry when you come home. He cried for his mother. For the flowers of the motherland, you are "giving up your family for everyone". When the silent night is broken by the ringing of the telephone, you have to start working again. What comes from the other end of the phone may be heartfelt words, unreasonable complaints, praises or complaints, but you can always embrace and melt with the widest mind. Like a river that has just thawed in spring, it is the source of life and hope.
The sunshine in the morning is so beautiful that the lark standing on the windowsill is singing softly, but it is not as energetic and passionate as you on the podium.
Teacher, teacher, your face is so kind and sunny, let us children regard you as their idol. My idol! I can't forget your concentration in the discussion at my desk; Don't forget your comfort when you are injured; Never forget your hearty after-school activities; I can't forget that special rainy day. You and I walked in the wind and rain with a small umbrella ... It was you who made me understand "Don't wait, it's bald" and "Reading is like writing". It is you who let me know the ups and downs of life, and there will be rewards if you pay.
Teacher, the most beloved teacher, my dear friend ... your deep-rooted student can only repay with endless efforts. Here I just want to say sincerely: "Thank you!" "
Yang Lina, Class Two, Grade Two.
Instructor: Wei Dandan
Thank you, mom.
When I graduated from primary school, I chose the former between an ordinary high school not far from home and a remote key middle school, so my mother gave me three sentences: If you choose the sky, don't long for sunny weather; That is, if you choose the earth, don't long for a smooth road; If you choose the ocean, don't rush to be smooth sailing.
Life in junior high school is hard, because I am introverted and always don't like to talk. I still remember the first day of school. All the students around me are talking and laughing, but I am sitting in a lonely seat in a daze. The food in the canteen is also expensive and unpalatable. As a result, I went home hungry at night and told my mother about my experience today. When my mother said those three words again and listened to the meaningful "brave words" again, my heart trembled and seemed to have a new feeling.
Back to school, I took off the so-called fashion and put on ordinary clothes like other students. I know that I can't adapt to this new life without completely changing my old habits. It's the second semester of grade two, and it's time to sprint. My mother has been encouraging me, but I did badly in the mock exam at the beginning, falling behind by dozens. When I was struggling in the eyes of my teachers and classmates, my mother encouraged me: "There are storms in the sky and bumps on the ground ... how can it be smooth and stable?" Whether it is a storm, a reef or a shoal, we must go forward bravely ... ",after listening to my mother's words, I got up from failure again."
Unexpectedly, my mother's words will become a bright light in my junior high school, guiding me to move on.
Today, sitting in this quiet classroom, looking at my beautiful composition book, I feel an indescribable gratitude in my heart.
When the tiles in the prosperous Tang Dynasty are no longer bright, when the song and dance dresses are no longer beautiful, yesterday's prosperity gradually fades away. Ye Yi came to a small fishing village by boat with a warlock named Xu Fu and the virgins who followed him. A Japanese nation grew up in the arms of China. But this small fishing village has witnessed the joys and sorrows of China.