Historical life argumentative composition 1 Many times, I will think, what is people living for in this life?
From home to school, you have to cross the whole town; Maybe the town is really too small, even if you walk with the slowest book, it won't take more than an hour, but at dawn, you ride a bike and fly to school with your friends, and the town is even smaller. It is said that this town has a history of hundreds of years, and it has a long history here. As for how long this history is, I don't know.
Occasionally crossing the busy street, watching passing taxis running around the street, and watching leisurely women shopping with handbags, you will feel that all this is a farce deliberately arranged by the director.
One's life is like a tragicomedy. The red light is high today, and tomorrow, things will change. People are all the same, but they have very different lives;
I often think of the dog that I used to stay at home. That dog is an unknown watchdog. I don't know how he came to my house. I only remember that he was very cute and likable at that time, and my family and I liked him very much. However, people always have a weakness, that is, when a creature is too loyal and flattering to you, you will not appreciate it, but take it for granted. My family and I have been with that dog for several years in such a natural state of mind. I didn't realize he was old until one day he suddenly disappeared, leaving his children to continue to protect our home. This makes me feel guilty for being cruel and unfriendly to him. This guilt lasted for a while in my family and me, and we forgot about it. His historical tragedy is repeated in his children, and I feel so guilty again. This time, the old and the new are added, and the unspeakable sadness spreads in a corner of my heart and grows slowly. All this is like slaves and masters in feudal times. I wonder if those experts will feel the same way as me.
People! Live a good life and think about life; A dissatisfied mood will never lead to a good life. It can be said that you want a different life, but you have to be told what to do and what to do. Occasionally you will answer, is this my life or someone else's life? I told my story. Why should I listen to others? If we want to think like this, we still can't completely ignore other people's eyes.
Historical life argumentative thesis 2 reminisces about history and eternal soul; Read life, read songs that never fade.
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Life is like a boat, and years are like sails. Understanding history will make the footsteps of life light and fragrant, and make the inner trembling strong and high. In the long river of history, what is left to us is eternal thinking.
"Take care of the world, throw a whip and ask Miluo"—
Qu Yuan, you sang, "It's a long way, but it's Xiu Yuan. I will do it up and down. " . I can't serve my country, and it's hard to pay for your makeup. If you can't find a way to govern the country, you can only join the Miluo River. At that time, maybe jumping into the river was your only way out, and maybe giving up your life was your only spiritual relief. You gave Li Sao affection and explained a sincere and pure patriotic feeling with your own actions. No matter how history changes, no matter how times change, from the moment you jump into the Miluo River, history has been solidified in people's hearts. The sky in Chu is too small for your galloping thoughts, but the water in Miluo River is affectionate, embracing your romantic and poetic soul and devouring your lost soul of serving the country. I believe that your feelings for the banks of the Miluo River will hover in the sky forever, forever and ever. ...
"I can't get rid of this situation, but I frown, but I go to my heart"—
Clear photos, you sigh "Mo Tao needless, curtain roll west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers". However, whether it is Jiangdong, it is red, fat and green, or thin. In the face of what is being transformed, you have gone from enthusiasm to infatuation, and you have missed your youthful days. It's a pity that your husband died in middle age and left you alone. Loneliness is a silk thread, holding the silk thread, silently waiting for each other, even if that person has already passed away. "Fight for the ferry, fight for the ferry, raise a pool of gulls and herons", I understand your pure beauty; "I hate unborn men. I can't gallop on the battlefield." I read your ambition; "Life is a hero and death is a hero." I read your perseverance. Going to desolation and depression, going to a small wind and rustling home, but I can't get out of the sadness of "just frowning, but going to the heart." When you are tired, you get drunk. When you are drunk, you sing softly in the shade, wetting your eyes. Every delicate stroke will light up the economy. The fallen leaves in the autumn wind can't express the faint feelings in your heart; Autumn chrysanthemums blooming under the bright window can't calm the cold in your life; The little afterglow in the sky does not reflect the little things you expect. However, you have been expecting, waiting for the flowers to bloom and fall, waiting for the sun to set, until the old man drowned all hope. You have accumulated your life with love, and you have interpreted your true feelings with poetry.
"Things follow the water, it's a dream"—
Li Yu, you sing alone, "If you keep cutting, you will be confused and leave sorrow." Especially a taste in my heart, "Li Bai will find solace in the soul-"Until I raise my cup, I ask the bright moon, bring me my shadow, and let the three of us "; Su Shi can be optimistic and open-minded-"I hope people will live for a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful", but you just want to "go to the West Building alone and have nothing to say". Maybe you are destined to be an emperor, and dealing with government affairs is not your ideal. As the last emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, you have experienced the hatred of national subjugation and are full of resentment against the country's demise. "Carved jade fence should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed it" to express your sadness of leaving home. When your sentence "Last night, the east wind blew in the small building, and the country could not bear to look back on the bright moon" reached the ears of the courtiers of the old country, they all cried bitterly ... History doomed you to be an unsuccessful emperor, but it doomed you to become a world spirit.
"I lost my job five years ago, and now I'm embarrassed by who"—
Hundreds of years ago, Mencius said that "poverty cannot be moved, wealth cannot be lewd, and power cannot be compromised." However, hundreds of years later, did you arouse your patriotic feelings with full blood and life? You ignore the enemy's threats and inducements, and you are brave and good at fighting. What I read from you is a heroic feeling of righteousness. Wen Tianxiang, a hero resounding for 800 years, has influenced generations of China people and inspired countless Chinese children. You are like a mountain, playing a shocking song of justice with a sonorous clank. "People are inherently mortal, or lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai", but your death is heavier than Mount Tai, and your justice will always stand between heaven and earth!
What has passed away is history, but what remains unchanged is life. History is like a song, singing the glory of the nation and the vicissitudes of the past; Life is like water, and what remains unchanged is eternal nostalgia. Let's draw the essence from our memories and start a new chapter in reading. History will last forever. ...
Take a sip of fragrant tea, meditate on the past, and the footprints of predecessors vaguely flash in your mind, savoring life in memories.
In the ring of memory, those loyal and patriotic people who serve the country and the people flash first. Listen, it is Jing Ke's solemn and stirring song "The wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever"; Look, it is Xin Qiji's passion of "watching the sword drunk, dreaming back to blow the horn"; Hope is Lu You's patriotic feelings of "setting up the central plains in the north and remembering Weng at home"; Feelings are Yue Fei's lofty ambition of "staying in the beginning, cleaning up the old mountains and rivers and facing the sky"; Thinking is Fan Zhongyan's political ambition of "worrying about the world first, and enjoying the world later".
Sad songs, lofty aspirations, and obsession haunt my mind. I feel that ancient ancestors took patriotism as their ambition and patriotism as their lifelong responsibility, mediating the political situation and fighting in the battlefield.
Abandoning worldly disputes, we turn to cherish the memory of the leisurely people in the great rivers, mountains and landscapes of the motherland.
It is Tao Yuanming's carefree attitude of "picking chrysanthemums under the hedge" and Li Bai's "Are we Artemisia?" Bai Juyi's "A few early birds fight for the warmth of the tree, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud" is full of vitality, Wang's "Moonlight in the pine forest, Crystal stone in the stream" and "A spring breeze comes one night, blowing ten thousand pear blossoms" are quiet and beautiful.
Appreciate the magnificent mountains and rivers, and then recall the sadness of leaving people and the firmness of bosom friends.
"I haven't met with pen and paper yet, and I will hear from you when I am safe" is Cen Can's homesickness and tenderness, and "Only an inch of grass is full of affection, and three wisps of spring scenery are reported" is Mencius' loyalty and filial piety to his mother. Wang Wei's farewell to his friends was "to advise you to drink more wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason". "It is enough to have a bosom friend in life, and we should treat him with it" is the true meaning of Lu Xun's hard search for a bosom friend.
Thoughts return, tea is cool, thinking deeply and savoring life.
Life is short, but how to make it shine? First of all, we must be patriotic and always take it as our responsibility to realize the prosperity of the country and the well-being of the people. Secondly, indifference, you can put yourself in the mountains and rivers, not admiring, not seeking profit. Finally, there are relatives and friends who are grateful and help each other in difficulties. They are happy and sad, excited and sad, heroic and sad, and are sublimated by life. This life is also a "no streaking back".
Historical life argumentative composition 4 knowing more about history will enrich and enrich life; With a little more historical insight, life will become more open and rich. Casual ancient poems and eternal famous sentences in our hearts make our life more comfortable.
China has a long history of 5,000 years, leaving behind numerous Tang poems, Song poems, Yuan songs and famous works. I know something more or less, but it is not comprehensive. I am limited to what I have learned and will not take the initiative to seek knowledge. People ask me some common knowledge about literature, but I often can't answer it. I just feel terrible, so now I will read some books about history in my spare time.
There is a small bookstore near where I live. There are all kinds of famous books and ancient books in the store, and there are traces of ancient taste everywhere. I took a collection of ancient poems at random, sat down and opened it. The Story of Yueyang Tower savored Fan Zhongyan, Weiss and our feelings. How lonely it was. Dedicated to his country, but no one was with him. After reading it unconsciously, I only feel that my thoughts have followed the ancients in the long river of history. I took another copy of "Three Hundred Poems of the Tang Dynasty" and went on reading. I walked through the prosperous Tang Dynasty, walked through the frontier fortress of the Tang Dynasty, and talked with the poet about wine ... as if I were there.
Life is an attitude, nourished by more history and culture, and ordinary life is full of flavor; Life is an emotion, more of a feeling of traditional culture, and a dull life is full of melody. Now that the spring is strong, if you dare to enjoy the spring breeze, you will secretly sing "the east wind shakes"; Walking around the park in the rain, I suddenly saw lilacs in full bloom and blurted out "Lilacs are empty in the rain, sad"; Huayang looked annoyed and lamented that "the spring breeze does not lift the ban on Huayang"; Not far away came the beautiful pipa music, just like "pouring pearls of all sizes into a plate of jade". If so, we can also relax in normal days. Of course, we can't go back to history, but the mind can freely arrive and wander at any historical time, giving life more historical dimensions.
A little more historical sentiment in life will make it more open, rich and wonderful; With more historical insights, joy, wisdom and nurturing, life becomes more "complacent".
Five people face many choices in their lives. In countless choices, the long river of life is also flowing continuously. Every choice is like picking up a shell from the river bank. Watch carefully and you will feel something.
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My choice
When I was growing up, I was faced with too many choices. Since the full moon, my parents have taken coins, abacus, books and many other items, and asked me to choose the one where I have been sitting in the examination room until today. In repeated training, I am growing and maturing. I should thank life for giving me many opportunities to grow up with me and help me succeed. There may be many stumbling blocks in life, but none of them can be obstacles to progress. I will choose to accept them bravely, because it is a test of my life; When I choose honesty, many unhealthy trends such as giving gifts and opening the back door are heard from time to time; When I chose to devote myself, many teachers were strongly opposed to children's application for normal education ... I was confused, and there was a cloud of doubt in the sky of 16 years old. But I soon understood that my choice was correct and my life should be meaningful, so the sky at the age of sixteen became clear again.
lottery ticket
Many people still remember the "Karamay" fire a few years ago, which is still worrying. How many lives were reduced to ashes in the fire? But who knows that many lives that should have survived have been destroyed by human selfish choices? There is such a scene: a female cadre rushes to the public toilet to avoid the fire. Just after she closed the door, a little girl rushed over and called for help outside the door, but the female cadre inside the door did not move until the crying outside the door faded away and stopped ... The door of life ruthlessly shut a young life out, with a paradise of life on one side and a hell of death on the other. Is it the choice of life? Or the choice of truth, goodness, beauty, falsehood and ugliness in human nature? alas ......
Historical choice
History chooses the person who created it, and people keep choosing life in the long river of history. Indeed, human beings are lucky. Through hard work, they have become the masters of the earth. Innovation has become an eternal topic. How will mankind continue this beautiful world for a long time? Urban pollution, ecological destruction and population increase will not hinder the confidence of human beings in building their homes, because life has created history and history has chosen human beings. Suddenly, I felt an inexplicable emotion, a kind of thinking about life choices. Some shells picked up from the seaside are beautiful, some are flawed or both? I don't know, but I know in my heart that choice is eternal. Because life cannot step into the same river twice!
Historical Life Argumentative Composition 6 Behind history is the bridge of my life.
Pick a spray and decorate his clothes;
Hold a hand of yellow sand and decorate her long hair;
Cut off a ray of sunshine and decorate her face;
In the long river of history, one bridge after another has been built, inspiring us to this day.
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Bank of Miluo River
He stood by the Miluo River, remembering his dying life ... His robe was blown up and elegant by the cold wind blowing from the river ... He thought of the fatuous king, the miserable people and himself who was rejected. Tears ran silently across his cheeks, and he lost the confidence that "I will search up and down" ... Listen, this is a swan song. He shouted, "Your Majesty …" and jumped into the Miluo River. I want to pick a flower to decorate his clothes. ...
Desert edge
She, standing on the edge of the desert, looked at the southeast, looking at her hometown ... She seemed to hear the bustling noise of Chang 'an ... In front of her, it was a vast desert, and she heard the wind like a ghost crying and wolf howling ... She didn't realize the comfort of "the desert is lonely, and the long river falls into the yen", but there was only loneliness and loneliness. Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell into the yellow sand. The wind moved her long flowing hair. I want to hold a yellow sand hand to decorate her long hair ...
In the mountains
She, standing in the mountains, looked at the north, looked at the invading soldiers ... She had to leave her hometown and join the south army ... She was eager to serve the motherland, and she issued a cry of "be a hero and die a hero". From the early unruly to the later graceful and restrained, she lost "fighting for crossing, fighting for crossing, opening a beach of gulls and herons". I want to cut out a ray of sunshine and decorate her face. ...
It's Qu Yuan by the Miluo River! On the edge of the desert, be humble! Among the mountains, it is a clear sign!
They love their motherland. They built a bridge with us, connecting history with today. ...
The back of history is the bridge of my life. ...
At the age of 7 40, Thomas Carlyle, an unknown person, finally finished his first manuscript, which exhausted all his hard work in the first half of his life. He couldn't wait to give it to his good friend, famous philosopher and economist Mill, and asked him to be the first reader of the manuscript.
Muller dare not live up to his friend's trust. He put aside everything and shut himself in Jing Ya's study. It took him four whole days to read the whole book carefully and completely. With the deepening of reading, Muller felt more and more strongly that this is a great book. When he finished reading the last page, he couldn't restrain his inner excitement. He put the manuscript on the chair, walked out of the study and came to the flower bed to consider how to use his influence to make this masterpiece attract the attention of the outside world as soon as possible.
However, disaster happened at this time. When Mueller left the study, a gust of wind blew the manuscript on the chair all over the floor. The maid who came to deliver the dessert saw the manuscript scattered on the ground and thought it was the waste paper discarded by the owner, so she picked it up and threw it into the stove!
/kloc-March 0/5 15-a day that Mill will never forget. With great pain and guilt, Muller came to Carlisle's home and told Carlisle the unspeakable bad news. Carlisle was shocked at once, and for a long time, both of them were silent. Carlisle later recalled the situation: "I still clearly remember that day, Muller was as white as a ghost, and his fear was so strong that I felt I had to comfort him in turn."
Finally, Carlisle, who woke up from the shock, said to his guilty friend, "Well, my friend, you don't have to be so miserable. I have decided that from now on, I will rewrite this book. "
Mueller trudged away and looked at Mueller's back. Carlisle said to his wife, "What a poor Mueller. I can't bear to see his painful expression. I don't want what has happened to overwhelm him and me. The best way is for me to start rewriting this book now. "
However, rewriting is easier said than done. For a writer, rewriting a finished work from memory is more arduous and painful than starting a new one. Carlisle suffered great mental pain, and with rare perseverance, he finally finished the manuscript again a few months later.
After learning that Carlisle had finished the manuscript again, Muller's inner joy surpassed anyone, and he was finally freed from pain and guilt. He asked his friend, "I can totally imagine the difficulty of this work." What I want to know is, where does your motivation come from? "
"My friend," Carlisle replied with a smile, "we have no ability to stop what has happened, but we have the ability to change the influence of what has happened on our present life."
Accept what has happened and change what can be changed. It is this wise attitude towards life that finally made a great historian.