biography

Life has ups and downs, successes and failures, just like a song, which sings all kinds of life.

When I was a child, I always liked to learn from the characters in TV dramas. I often said that "peaches fly away and burn their glory" or "the so-called Iraqis are on the water side".

I forgot where I learned it. I've been reading these two sentences all day. My mother was very happy at that time. She took me to the bookstore and bought a copy of Three Hundred Tang Poems, and told me to recite one every day. At first, I was very excited and found reciting poems particularly interesting. I can recite every poem three or four times, and my parents are ecstatic and ecstatic.

But later, I spent three days fishing and two days drying nets. I recited a song when I was happy. Throw it away when you are unhappy. My parents taught me several times, but I didn't take it seriously.

On that day, my mother and classmates brought my daughter to our house as a guest, and her daughter recited one Tang poem after another fluently, which provoked her mother to applaud. Naturally, I felt uncomfortable and left gloomily.

After they left, I pouted and walked out of the room gloomily. My mother smiled and said to me, "What's the matter? Isn't this happy?

That girl's composition just now is only one year older than you. The reason why people can recite so many poems is the result of their gradual accumulation. You are no worse than her, but you have no perseverance. ""Then how can I compare with her? "I asked curiously." Accumulate over time! "My mother only answered my four words, but it left a deep influence in my heart.

Day after day, month after month, I spent more than half a year reciting all the ancient poems. My mother didn't blame me, let alone criticize me, and encouraged me all the time, which made me gradually confident.

Now that I think about it, what my mother did at that time really benefited me. It's so fragile that I can't bear any setbacks. On the road to success, it will naturally not be smooth sailing. Only when there are boulders on the road will you sharpen yourself. This road is both an experience and a growth.

But I don't want to be polished by life and become a person in the crowd. Individuality and innovation will be my goal. I remember a saying, "Sweat all the way, may you be young and have no regrets". Indeed, life can only be harvested if you struggle. I don't want to do it all at once. I just want to be down-to-earth, pursue my dreams, let my youth have no regrets, and let myself shine!

2. Fairy tales of life

After lunch, the children sat around me and asked me to tell a story as usual. I remember, Wang Hailong was very polite when he came to the park this morning. He gave toys to other children to play with. When Xiao Fei wrestled in outdoor activities, the dragon helped him wipe his tears.

The children listened carefully and looked excited. After I finished, I asked everyone, "children, do you like dragons?" The children told me in unison: "I like it", and at the same time they all turned their envious eyes to Longlong, who proudly raised his head. "What do you like about him?" Shan Yufei said, "He helped Xiao Fei wipe his tears." Shi Yi said, "He gave his toys to other children to play with." Fang Fei said, "He called his teacher and aunt early in the morning." ..... Then the children answered, and I told them, "Longlong is usually a good boy who is polite, willing to play with toys and help others, so the teacher wrote him into the story. Do you like the teacher to film you in the story? " Hearing this, the children immediately flew into a rage and shouted together, asking me to write them into the story.

From that day on, I observed the children's words and deeds more carefully during the day's teaching. As long as I find out which child behaves well, I will write him in the story. The children like it very much and strive to be good children. Everyone wants to participate in my story. Later, I euphemistically told everyone some of their bad behaviors and habits in the form of stories to let the children know what they need to correct.

Putting the child's life into the story made me deeply realize how innocent and lovely the child is. Fairy tales not only add interest to life, but also enable children to get more effective education in a relaxed and happy atmosphere.

3. Complete works of touching stories in life

1. Time has no trace. When we suddenly look back and see through our hearts, there are always some memories that leave deep traces in our lives and cannot be forgotten. Whenever we pick it up, there is always a long-lost impulse in our hearts, and that is touching.

In fact, in the long river of life, there are feelings all the time. Parents' worried eyes and haggard back are the touch of life; A friend's letter, a blessing message, warm and touching; When you are thirsty, your colleagues will help you get back a glass of water, which is touching; Tired, your daughter beats your back, touching; In the sunset, it is also touching to watch a white-haired couple help each other to the end of the road. ...

Touching is everywhere. On the streets of Manhattan, new york, a little girl stood under a tree and refused to leave. It turned out that she was waiting for the last leaf to fall in autumn. The child is innocent, and she will be moved by an ordinary natural substitute.

But in a hurry, most people are tempered by life and begin to become rough, and gradually become indifferent, unwilling to stop and listen to the voice of the soul, and even more unwilling to recall the comfort that touch brings to the soul. For a while, I seemed to forget the feeling of being moved. Busy with work all day, immersed in learning, not sitting in front of the computer typing, or sorting out information. My friend reminded me: Ye Ye, leave the computer, have a rest and do some exercise! Simple words make my tired heart warm and my indifferent heart melt; When things go wrong in my life, I feel irritable and depressed, and even can't help crying. At this time, my friend told me: tears don't mean vulnerability, just relieve inner unhappiness, cry! At that moment, I was moved, moved by my friend's simple language. Then I began to change myself and try to care about others, maybe just a look, maybe just a word, but others got happiness from me, got warmth from me and gave me a moving smile in return. At that moment, I suddenly understood that happiness and care can infect each other.

What is touching? Maybe a thousand people have a thousand answers. However, no matter who you are, you can't tell a person who has no feelings what is touched. Because moving is not spoken with the mouth, but with the heart.

Perhaps, moving is the cool breeze in summer, the warm sun in winter, the freshness in spring, and a cup of fragrant hot tea ... With moving, our hearts begin to become bright, spacious and pure.

Touching is not a simple tear, not a superficial sadness, but an inner feeling and a spiritual voice between people. When you touch others, you will also touch yourself. So my friend, when you feel lonely inside, please take some time to relive that unforgettable touch! At that moment, your spiritual home will be full of beautiful and moving flowers. And guide you to the front.

Rape flowers are everywhere yellow and wheat seedlings are everywhere green, which is the best season for spring outing. After receiving numerous phone calls from my parents, I finally made up my mind to go back to my hometown on my next trip, so that I can have a spring outing and visit my parents in my hometown. In my memory, my hometown is becoming more and more blurred. Except for the old people left behind, almost all the young and middle-aged people in the small village go out to work, and they are busy for a few days during the Spring Festival. After staying at home for a few days, I packed my bags like a devil's broom and stuffed them with my parents' care and souvenirs from my hometown. Going home with a full load, I once again persuaded my parents to sell their old house in the country and live in the city, but they couldn't bear to leave the small village where they had lived for decades.

My parents took the lead in carrying my bag and insisted on sending me to the station at the entrance of the village to wait for the bus. The station is no longer as busy as when I was a child, so it is called the station. In fact, only two old houses with red bricks and blue tiles stand alone on the roadside, like an old man walking through Cang Sang. A house is a small shop selling snacks and groceries that rural people can't live without, and another house is a waiting room.

My parents have been talking to me. Nothing more than hard work, respect for leaders, good relations with colleagues, and more way for daughter-in-law. How can couples live together without stumbling? I listened to it again and again, and the more I listened to it, the more annoying it became, but I couldn't show it a little. I was afraid that they would be sad, so I had to listen patiently, but my eyes looked around in the station, trying to find back the joy and laughter left by my childhood, but I was disappointed. Those wonderful years can only be found in my memory and bloom in my dreams.

While I was looking around for the shadow of my childhood, Aunt Liu came to the station. In my memory, Liuyi's husband accidentally fell into the water and died while transporting green manure for the production team. When she was young, she was afraid that she would never get married again, because she wronged her son, and she raised her son Liang Zi alone. After 30 years, it slipped away from us quietly, and this problem became the pride of Aunt Liu and our village. After graduating from college, she started as a technician in villages and towns, and has been getting married and having children in the city. Now she is the head of a township in Linxian County. Because I am a small reporter in a newspaper, and I am also a fellow villager and alumnus, he invited me to drink several times, and I also wrote several articles for him and published them in the metropolis daily in return, so we have been playing very well and calling each other brothers.

I was attracted by the big bag on Aunt Liu's tricycle. Aunt Liu smiled and told me: "Liang Zi will come back today!" Then I wiped my sweat with my sleeve. I asked you why you sent the bag by tricycle when you came back. In my impression, Aunt Liu lives in the easternmost part of the village, seven or eight miles from the station.

"An issue is too busy. I haven't seen him for three months and four days. He is busy with his work! Call back today and go to the nearby towns to check the work. I stopped by to see if I was at home. I brought him eggs from home, salted duck eggs, dried vegetables he liked since he was a child, pots of soybean oil and two quilts, all of which were beaten in the field by new cotton last year. Warm! "

"Look at him, you will be satisfied. I wonder if he has lost weight? Busy all day! "

I was surprised and a warm current came to my mind. This is a pity to inherit the wind.

Aunt Liu continued, completely immersed in the joy of seeing her son soon. Just then, the telephone of the grocery store rang. Aunt Liu went over and asked Zhang Dad who answered the phone if there was something fishy. When he learned that this was not a problem, he smiled at first. "Look, look! I'll be back. What am I in a hurry? "

"I don't know if my grandson is tall, alas! Now the children have too much homework! The little man is carrying such a heavy schoolbag. My grandson is naughty and always gets beaten by his mother. What a child! "

The phone rang again, and Aunt Liu returned to her tricycle in disappointment. My nose is a little sour. I looked back at my parents who were busy packing my luggage, only to find that my parents were much older than when I came home during the Spring Festival, and my mother's white hair was much more and her bow was worse.

The telephone of the grocery store rang again. This time, Aunt Liu did not move. She just looked at her father hopefully. Dad told Aunt Liu that Secretary Liang would not come back today, and there was an emergency meeting in the village. Six aunts suddenly stood there, a full face of disappointment muttered "agreed! We agreed! Why did you change your mind again? Alas! I can't be a mother! "

My eyes are a little moist. Aunt Liu struggled to push the tricycle along the familiar path, and her figure was getting farther and farther in my vague sight, but I clearly heard her sigh.

I quietly stepped aside and dialed the number of the first issue. "An issue! Your mother is looking forward to your coming home! "

"alas! Don't mention it, always nagging me to go home and let her go to the city and she won't come ... "

"But you promised * * *! She shouted in front of the whole village that you were back. "

"I said casually, she took it seriously. I really don't want to go back. What's the point of going back? "

"I was accompanying Huang, director of the municipal government, to sing karaoke in the happy hour ballroom! Where are you? Can't you come and play? "

"You bastard!" I rudely turned off my cell phone.

3. When turning over the book, a ginkgo leaf slipped quietly.

I bent down and picked it up. I was shocked to find that this was given to me by my deskmate when I graduated from junior high school. On the back, it says, "Take care, friend!" "I don't remember whether there was an impulse to cry at that time, but now there are tears on the yellow leaves. Come to think of it, there is still a kind of mood in this world called moving.

For a long time, I seem to have forgotten the feeling of being moved. Is my heart cold, or is it filled with something irrelevant?

A friend once wrote me this sentence: "The reason why we passed each other was not because we missed each other, but because there were two words missing in our lives-moving." Indeed, our hearts are no longer sensitive, and we no longer carefully collect the slightest touches around us. Only when I missed it and looked back, did I find that I really lost a lot.

There are always people who complain that there are fewer and fewer touching things in this world. However, as long as we calm down and think about it, you will find that touch is everywhere.

Tired of reading, my parents peeled an apple for us, which was touching; When you are thirsty, your friend will bring you a glass of water, which is touching; When you are depressed, it is touching to get a comforting word; When you are happy, it is touching to have friends to share your happiness with you; On an ordinary day, it is touching to receive a small blessing, even if it is only a petal or a leaf. ...

Man, how many ordinary things touch him every day! Perhaps, sometimes it is because of their triviality that we turn a blind eye. There is a saying: "People are moved because they live in love." There is love in the world of mortals, and love in the world. What reason do we have to let mediocrity blindfold us and not feel touched?

What is touching? A thousand people have a thousand answers. However, no matter who you are, you can't tell a person who has no feelings what is touched. Because moving is not spoken with the mouth, but with the heart.

Touched, such as refreshing spring. After drinking the spring, our hearts become clear and bright.

Touched, like an intoxicating sea breeze. Feel the sea breeze, our hearts become pure and spacious.

Touched, like heartbreaking snow. Appreciating the snow makes our hearts quiet and peaceful.

When the world has no moving footprints, it will become a frozen world. Ruthless.

In fact, such a simple touch is around us, and we have never paid attention to it.

Friend, please take your heart out of the mud! Please make room for this, which is enough for us to remember the touch of life.

4. Seek inspirational stories in life

At the first parent-teacher meeting, the kindergarten teacher said, "Your son has ADHD and can't sit on the bench for three minutes. You'd better take him to the hospital. "

On the way home, her son asked her what the teacher said. Her nose is sour and almost tears. Because of the 30 children in the class, only he performed the worst; Just for him, the teacher showed disdain, but she still told her son: "The teacher praised you and said that the baby can't sit on the bench for one minute, but now he can sit for three minutes." Other mothers are envious of their mothers, because only the baby has improved in the class. "

That night, her son ate two bowls of rice for the first time and didn't let her feed him.

My son is in primary school. At the parent-teacher meeting, the teacher said, "In this math exam, your son ranked 40th among 50 students in the class. We suspect that he is a little mentally retarded. You'd better take him to the hospital for examination. "

On the way back, she shed tears. However, when she got home, she said to her son sitting at the table, "The teacher is full of confidence in you. He said, "You are not a stupid boy. As long as you put your heart into it, you will surpass your deskmate. This time, your deskmate ranked 2 1. "

When he said this, he found that his son's dim eyes were full of light, and his depressed face suddenly spread out. She even found that her son was so docile that she was surprised, as if he had grown up a lot. I went to school the next day, earlier than usual.

The child went to junior high school and held another parent-teacher meeting. She sat in her son's position, waiting for the teacher to call her son's name, because her son's name was always called to the ranks of poor students at every parent-teacher meeting. However, this time it was beyond her expectation, and I didn't hear it until the end.

Not used to it, she asked the teacher before she left. The teacher told her, "according to your son's current grades, it is a bit dangerous to enter a key high school."

When she found her son waiting for her, she walked out of school in surprise. On the way, she held her son's shoulder, with unspeakable sweetness. She told her son, "The class teacher is very satisfied with you. He said that as long as you work hard, you will hopefully be admitted to a key high school. "

Graduated from high school. When the first batch of university admission notices were issued, the school told her son to go to school. She had a hunch that her son was admitted to Tsinghua, because when she applied, she told her son that she believed he could be admitted to this university.

When her son came back from school, he handed her a courier that said Tsinghua University Admissions Office. Suddenly, he turned and ran into his room and burst into tears, crying and saying, "Mom, I know I'm not a smart boy, but only you can appreciate me in this world ..."

At this time, she was mixed with sorrow and joy, and could no longer restrain the tears that had condensed in her heart for more than ten years, letting it hit the envelope in her hand. ...

5. touching stories in life

1. Mothers without Mother's Day

On Mother's Day, I walked around the mall several times. My sisters all found their favorite gifts for my mother, only me, still standing behind others, empty-handed. "Xiao Jiang, buy a gift for your mother and send it back!" Sister Cao said to me with a bunch of beautiful carnations. I looked at her and shook my head blankly.

My mother is an honest and filial rural woman. As long as I can remember, she has never been free. Going to Shan Ye to do housework and take care of children is the whole content of her life. In order to provide for our school, our family was heavily in debt, and my mother scrimped and saved, didn't wear a new dress, and was laughed at coldly by others What I remember most is the years when our sisters went to school at the same time. When we go home every weekend, we can always see the helpless and happy eyes in our mother's eyes. Because there are more and more debts, and most of them are borrowed and not paid back, it is difficult for mother to borrow money from others. Later, relatives and friends alienated their mother. More and more people come to collect debts, and what they say is getting worse and worse. People are angry that she has money for our education and no money to pay our debts. Mother told them, "Don't worry, all the money I borrowed will be returned to your. I have four small banks. " When the second sister was admitted to the university, neighbors and relatives celebrated on the surface, but privately sarcastically said, "What's so strange about the university now? As long as you have money, you can go anywhere to study." "What's the use of reading it? University graduation, excluding distribution. " Mother said to the second sister, "No matter whether he is divided or not, as long as he studies hard, he will be successful." In rural areas, as long as a family has one student, the family will be tossed. Four of us sisters, except me, have all gone to college, and my mother says it's worth owing money. [? Gushi.c? m]

Now, the second sister has been admitted to the civil service, and the third sister has also gone to Shenzhen for an internship. Only the youngest sister is still a sophomore, but the three of us can afford her tuition and fees. Mom could have breathed a sigh of relief, but she still valued every penny. If we go home on holiday to buy something for her, she will be unhappy and will blame us for spending money indiscriminately. Mom is a strong person. She hopes that we can save every penny and pay off the debts owed by our family as soon as possible, so that her waist bent by heavy debts can be straightened as soon as possible. Mom said, don't buy me anything until I pay off my debts. Up to now, we haven't paid off our debts. Therefore, even on her birthday, she won't accept the clothes we bought for her. Last Spring Festival, Mel bought her a coat of 1.80 yuan, for fear that she would feel bad, and deliberately lied to her. She only wanted 50 yuan, but before long, she sold her dress 50 yuan to someone else. In the city, people as old as my mother rest at home. I can't help but take a ruler in my heart to measure the distance between my mother who is still working hard in the field and them, and I deeply feel that it is not easy for rural mothers.

Let's call mom and go back and congratulate her verbally! I picked up the phone and pressed the familiar number. After the phone call, I felt my voice trembling: "Mom, today is Mother's Day, I wish you a happy holiday!" " "Mom listened to my explanation for a long time, only to find the meaning of this festival. She smiled and said, "People in the city just have a lot of tricks. In the countryside, we have never heard of Mother's Day. Anyway, I will be your mother at any time! As long as you are happy, I am happy every day! "

Tears welled up in my eyes. I silently bless the hard-working mothers in the countryside and all the mothers in the world who don't have Mother's Day.

2. Father's tears

This article is selected from the second half of June 5438+February 2006. If you need to reprint, please indicate the source. Author: Harper. Yipin Story Network thanked the author for providing wonderful stories.

Walter's seven-year-old son got into the bad habit of stealing, and he tried his best to make his son repent. In a quarrel, desperate Walter gave his son a loud slap in the face. The son covered his face and stood there. Before that, his father had never laid a finger on him. Later, Walter returned to his room uneasily, with tears on his face. Whether it is heartache, regret or something else, he can't tell clearly. Surprisingly, however, the son never stole anything again, and the father and son were reconciled, and the family was happy again.

Many years later, my son and mother recalled this extraordinary past. The son asked, "Mom, do you know why I stopped stealing after that?" "Of course," said the mother with a smile, "because your father hit you."

"no!" The son replied, "It's because dad cried."

Indeed, the tears of relatives have magical power, which can influence evil and wash the soul.

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6. Real life (true story)

Believe in yourself. He doesn't deserve to be your friend. Maybe he just wants you to leave. Ignore such people.

7. The short stories in life are a little philosophical.

(1) Stupid bird

Nowadays, in front of the window of an uninhabited house, an unknown bird always visits on time every day. From a distance, I saw it standing on the windowsill, hitting the glass window with its head, and then it was always knocked back to the windowsill. But it persisted, hitting it for ten minutes every day, then falling back to the windowsill and leaving at once. People were curious and guessed that it was probably to enter that room, and next to the windowsill where the bird stood, another window was wide open, so they came to the conclusion that it was a big stupid bird.

It was not until one day that a nosy person brought a telescope that the truth came out: the window glass was covered with the bodies of small fireflies, and the birds ate happily.

Everyone was in an uproar. People always like to impose their own way of thinking on others, self-righteous.

(2) Fate

One day, the angel of God came to this world, and he met a monk who was divining the future for two children. I saw the monk pointing to one of the children and saying "No.1 scholar" and pointing to another child and saying "beggar".

Twenty years later, the angel of God came to earth again and saw the two children. As a result, he was puzzled: the original "champion" has now become a beggar, but the original "beggar" has become a champion.

So the messenger went to ask God.

God said, "the talent I give to everyone only determines one-third of his fate, and the rest depends on how he grasps it."

Life is like this. ...

(3) be quiet.

Someone gave two painters a question entitled "Quiet" and asked them to draw a picture expressing the same theme.

The first painter drew a lake, very calm, like a mirror. In addition, he drew some flowers and plants from distant mountains and lakes to make them reflect in the water.

The second painter painted a waterfall with a small tree and a bird's nest on its branches. There is a bird in the nest. The bird is sleeping peacefully.

People naturally say that the second painter painted very well, because it really understood the meaning of silence; The lake painted by the first painter is still, but it is just a stagnant pool.

Life is the same.

Many times, life needs us to keep a calm heart, but if our heart is like a lake, it will inevitably hide evil people and be distorted. On the other hand, a bird can sleep quietly by a rushing waterfall. It must be arrogant, saving its strength and waiting for an opportunity to fly.

Even in a busy city, you can keep a calm heart, be arrogant, obedient and have no regrets. This is the great realm of life.

Please do not open the wrong window.

A girl is lying on the windowsill of her bedroom. What she saw was that her neighbor was burying a puppy. This puppy is so cute that little girls often play with it. Seeing the tragic death of the puppy, the little girl could not help but burst into tears and was heartbroken. When her grandfather saw this scene, he took the little girl to another room and opened another window. Looking out from this window, it is a rose garden, sunny and fragrant with birds and flowers. The little girl's melancholy dark clouds were swept away and her mood suddenly brightened up.

The old man lovingly said to his granddaughter, "Son, you opened the wrong window."

In the journey of life, don't we often open the wrong window?

(5) Busy

A lumberjack found a job in a timber factory with good salary and working conditions. He cherishes it and is determined to do it well.

On the first day, the boss gave him a sharp axe and demarcated the logging area for him. On this day, the workers cut down 18 trees, and the boss said, "Well done!" "The worker was a little carried away: the next day, he worked harder, but only cut down 15 trees; On the third day, he redoubled his efforts, but only cut down 10 trees.

The worker felt ashamed and ran to the boss to apologize, saying that he didn't know why, as if his strength was getting weaker and weaker.

The boss asked, "When was the last time you sharpened an axe?"

"sharpen an axe?" The worker said in surprise, "I am busy cutting down trees every day, so how can I have time to sharpen my axe?"