Excellent topic composition 1 "mediocre people obey the rules, brave people break the rules." The sigh of the philosopher Wilde came to my ears through time and space, which aroused ripples in my heart. Stick to the rules or go beyond them? The former means safety and reliability, while the latter is often regarded as madness. But only a "madman" can bring about change!
When others get stuck in a rut. Only a "madman" who goes beyond the rules and finds another way can break the deadlock and have the last laugh!
Nintendo will, whose performance lags far behind that of its competitors, can stand out in the glued game console industry and lead the way. Why can it do it? That's because when other companies are trying to improve their performance and abide by the rules, they have gone beyond the rules, opened up a new world and defined a new way of playing! Developed a game machine that has no age limit and is deeply loved by parents and children! At the beginning of the announcement, everyone thought Nintendo must be crazy. It is crazy, but only this "madman" who goes beyond the rules can change the world! At home, through games, parent-child interaction and dancing with friends. All this is beyond the imagination of a conformist! And this is something that a conformist can never do.
Beyond the rules on the single-plank bridge, both of them turned to achieve a win-win situation, and the rut can only be attributed to dust and leave in a daze. Napoleon went beyond the routine and repeatedly attacked the enemy by surprise, while the conformist would only be in a state of chaos in front of the army and accept the fate of failure. Apple went beyond the rules, insisted on pursuing innovation and Excellence, and occupied the leading position in the industry with the trend of king, while Nokia, once the ruthless king, had no choice but to accept the acquisition. Anyone who goes beyond the rules will be considered crazy at first. But today, what we admire and miss are not all these crazy people who have gone beyond the rules and changed the world? People who followed the rules eventually disappeared.
"Others laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for not wearing it." Even if I am ridiculed as a madman, I am willing to be a "madman" who goes beyond the rules and pursues what I think! Even if you are crazy, you must go beyond the rules and change the world persistently!
There are many "fans" around us, and I am one of them. Through the invisible window of books, I see and know a colorful world.
When I was a child, whenever I saw adults talking about the knowledge in books in groups of three or five, I was envious and determined to study. Although I was a teenager at that time, I didn't know a few words and could only read some small books with fewer words and more paintings, but it was enough to arouse my desire for books.
When I was older, I began to read some fairy tales with pinyin, such as Snow White, Ugly Duckling and Thumbelina, which attracted me very much. I have no interest in talking to adults. At that time, I seemed to wander in the fairy tale world.
At the age of eight, I am in the second grade, and my literacy is gradually increasing. I started reading some newspapers and magazines suitable for children. In a Chinese class, the teacher came into the classroom with a smile as usual and said, "The teacher gave us a question to test everyone. When was the people of China founded? " Some students stare at the teacher stupidly, while others clap their desks in frustration. I thought for a moment and then blurted out, "That's 1949 10/month 1 day!" The teacher nodded approvingly and asked, "How do you know?" "I said without thinking," I read it in a book! " "At this time, my classmates cast envious eyes on me, and I found the feeling of pride for the first time. Books are really my good partners, good assistants and good teachers!
The years are long, and time flies. By the fourth grade, I was addicted to books. "A good book is an eternal light in the dark. There are justice and evil, beauty and ugliness, sincerity and hypocrisy in the book ... it is all-encompassing and colorful. " I often comment on books like this. I remember once, my mother asked me to cook, and then I went out. I hurried through my meal and went to read. Mom is busy, it's past 12. When I got home, I opened the lid and saw that Hong Hushui was making waves. Even the water was cold and the rice was still in the basket. My mother came to get even with me angrily. She gnashed her teeth and said, "Xiu Xiu, you …" I nodded and ignored her. My mother is even more angry. She grabbed me by the collar and asked me to cook again. Reluctantly, I closed the book and muttered, "Let me finish reading this article!" " "Mom in distress situation:" I see you, you are really fascinated by reading! " "
Now, I have been called a "scholar". I'm almost inseparable from books, even when I go to the toilet, I have to be with them!
This is my reading trip. How's it going? Wonderful enough!
Life is like a five-flavor bottle, which has different flavors every moment and affects people's mood.
There is a record sheet for each subject at home. I don't feel sweet when I add a brilliant stroke to it from time to time. All I see is the hard work before the exam. That miserable journey has become a thing of the past, but I still feel sour when I think about it.
One day in the summer vacation, the sun was scorching and the branches were humming. I was wandering aimlessly in the street when an aunt was riding a bicycle with a bag of flour on her back. The bag of broken flour fell vertically from the car. Aunt felt that she had lost weight and stopped the car. And that huge flour bag is undoubtedly impossible for one person to lift. I don't know why, so I went to help her put it in the car. She gave me a grateful look and I smiled back at her. At this moment, my heart suddenly filled with sweet taste. The more memorable it is, the stronger it will be. The gloomy mood is as beautiful as the sun at the moment, and suddenly the sun is shining, and the cicada has become a pleasant symphony.
Think of the experience of learning dance before. Of course, it starts with basic skills. The so-called basic skills are a series of movements that seem to have nothing to do with dancing, such as lowering the fork and waist, which are quite like Jiu Jitsu. I gritted my teeth for half a year, and I think the tears I shed can drown my not-so-small home. Later, my companions stopped learning. Later, there was no company and I finally gave up. Recalling this past, compared with the boring practice of basic skills and the taste of giving up, we can barely count as nine Niu Yi hairs-how bitter it is to give up.
I am a sentimental person by nature. When I meet anything that can arouse my feelings, I either smile or tears will unconsciously flow out of my eyes. There is a puppy in the neighbor's house, which is very naughty. Sometimes he will shout loudly before dawn, and even swagger into my house, leaving a "map" of my home. Once upon a time, the shape of every land image was very Italian. I'm really in distress situation. But last year, it was unfortunately run over by a car. When I heard the news, I suddenly felt as if my heart had stopped beating and something salty came out of my eyes. Once a vivid figure appeared in front of me, and my heart ached.
Maybe life is made up of these four flavors. Although simple, it makes your life no longer a black-and-white picture.
Life is like a five-flavor bottle, which has different flavors at every moment and also affects people's mood.
There is a record sheet for each subject at home. I don't feel sweet when I add a brilliant stroke to it from time to time. All I see is the hard work before the exam. That miserable journey has become a thing of the past, but I still feel sour when I think about it.
One day in the summer vacation, the sun was scorching and the branches were humming. I was wandering aimlessly in the street when an aunt was riding a bicycle with a bag of flour on her back. The bag of broken flour fell vertically from the car. Aunt felt that she had lost weight and stopped the car. And that huge flour bag is undoubtedly impossible for one person to lift. I don't know why, so I went to help her put it in the car. She gave me a grateful look and I smiled back at her. At this moment, my heart suddenly filled with sweet taste. The more memorable it is, the stronger it will be. The gloomy mood is as beautiful as the sun at the moment, and suddenly the sun is shining, and the cicada has become a pleasant symphony.
Think of the experience of learning dance before. Of course, it starts with basic skills. The so-called basic skills are a series of movements that seem to have nothing to do with dancing, such as lowering the fork and waist, which are quite like Jiu Jitsu. I gritted my teeth for half a year, and I think the tears I shed can drown my not-so-small home. Later, my companions stopped learning. Later, there was no company and I finally gave up. Recalling this past, compared with the boring practice of basic skills and the taste of giving up, we can barely count as nine Niu Yi hairs-how bitter it is to give up.
I am a sentimental person by nature. When I meet anything that can arouse my feelings, I either smile or tears will unconsciously flow out of my eyes. There is a puppy in the neighbor's house, which is very naughty. Sometimes he will shout loudly before dawn, and even swagger into my house, leaving a "map" of my home. Once upon a time, the shape of every land image was very Italian. I'm really in distress situation. But last year, it was unfortunately run over by a car. When I heard the news, I suddenly felt as if my heart had stopped beating and something salty came out of my eyes. Once a vivid figure appeared in front of me, and my heart ached.
Maybe life is made up of these four flavors. Although simple, it makes your life no longer a black-and-white picture.
There are many beautiful things worthy of praise around us, and praising virtue is one of them.
There are many kinds of compliments, such as respecting the old and loving the young, being modest and polite, and picking up a piece of paper casually. As long as we observe carefully, praise virtue is around us. I remember once, on my way home, I saw a young man driving a battery car. He not only ran a red light, but also drove too fast and ran into an old man crossing the road. When the young man saw the old man fall to the ground, he didn't stop to say sorry, but still went his own way, leaving a sentence: "Remember not to get in the way next time." Fortunately, several kind uncles helped grandpa up and sent him to the hospital. It is said that he was seriously injured.
Another time was on the subway. There are many people on the subway, and there are few seats, so few people can sit down. We also got on the subway with an old woman. She wore faded clothes and a pair of rain boots to work in the fields, carrying a bamboo basket full of vegetables and half a bag of rice. Her skin is brown and black. At first glance, she came to visit her married children. A pupil next to him stood up as soon as he saw her, and said sweetly with a smile, "Grandma, sit down." "Thank you," grandma boasted as she sat down. "What a good boy." Suddenly, a warm current appeared in the carriage.
Praise for virtue is a ray of light in the darkness, which eliminates the fear in people's hearts; Praising virtue is a comfort when you are negligent, which makes people feel relieved; Praising virtue is a torch in the cold, bringing warmth to people; Praising virtue is like a bunch of beautiful flowers, emitting intoxicating fragrance; Praising virtue is a clear spring that brings coolness to people; Praising virtue is a seed, which can make every piece of land in my heart bloom in spring all year round.
Let's start from ourselves, from small things, and let praise fill the world.
Five hours later, every time someone asked me, "Which is better, mom or dad?" I always answer without hesitation: "Hello, Mom." People are always surprised at my decisive answer, and at this time, my father standing by always shows a guilty smile.
I remember that when I was five years old, I was not only sent to the hospital for a few days to cough, but also quickly issued a diagnosis: I needed to be hospitalized for further observation and treatment.
In my memory, it was my mother who was busy in front of my bed. Did she bring me delicious food? My mother coaxed me into taking medicine and giving me injections ... What makes me jealous is that the little boy across the street is joking with his father, who told him many beautiful stories.
Happiness really exists around us. I used to stubbornly think that it was not, and I often lamented in frustration: I didn't forget happiness, but happiness forgot me.
Unfortunately, setbacks, difficulties, pains, bumps. I gritted my teeth and insisted silently, but I secretly complained: God is so unfair. The goddess of happiness always forgets to perform her duty of "equality for all" and secretly sleeps late.
Even in order to find the so-called happiness, regardless of the sweat, tears and cuts that have flowed, I look at the mountains in front of me. It was not until I saw the sea behind the mountain and inadvertently opened my pocket that I found happiness around me in danger.
"God, happiness is right beside me!" I was pleasantly surprised and suddenly found that in the morning at home, there was happiness in the milk heated by my mother herself; The night at school is silent and devoted, from Li Bai to Du Mu, from Ba Jin to Bing Xin, there is happiness between the beautiful and sad lines: when calligraphy is quiet, there is a faint ink fragrance, every word is carefully looked around, and there is happiness in correct and beautiful works; When you are lonely and helpless, there is happiness in the short comfort and the gentle back caress of your good friend; Embarrassed and helpless, there is happiness in students' tolerant smiles and understanding greetings-too much, too heavy, too deep and too deep happiness. Why didn't you feel it when you were ignorant?
Maybe some people will dismiss it and sarcastically say, is this happiness? Happiness should be success; Happiness should be rich in gold and silver; Happiness should be to get high marks and progress in career and study; Happiness should be a luxury car and mansion ... yes, I admit that sometimes it is very happy to have a ticket, a house, a car and a seat, but those are all harvested by myself. So, is it unhappy without all this? Don't want to sigh all day, Lacrimosa? The answer is: no, the ancient Greek philosophers told us that happiness is negative, as long as it is not painful. Isn't it?
Happiness is around us, and we don't realize it, just because it exists around us as easily as air. Is it happiness that the warm sunshine leans on the body? The Inuit people in the ice and snow know best; Is it happiness to have three days of light? People who are full of darkness in the ruins because of the earthquake will tell you; Is it happiness to have a bright classroom and friendly partners? Those children who are out of school, lonely and miserable will make you believe it; Even parents' reprimand is a kind of happiness-you will understand when you leave home.
Happiness is not so far away as a mirage. It is indeed a kind of happiness to enjoy a mysterious and beautiful moonlight forest on the horizon; Isn't it a kind of happiness to enjoy the jasmine flowers blooming on the windowsill today? Happiness is all around us.
A harmonious person is like a seed, which can only be bred in a harmonious campus. So, how to build a harmonious campus? If the harmonious campus is compared to a towering tree, then I think that a beautiful and harmonious environment is the foundation of this tree, good campus interpersonal relationship is its branches and leaves, and rich campus culture is its essence and soul.
Beautiful campus environment is the foundation of harmony. First of all, the natural environment of the campus should be harmonious and beautiful. If children step into the campus, everything they see and touch is inexhaustible beauty, body and mind will have endless pleasure, and thoughts will soar endlessly. There is a poem in the Tang Dynasty: "Birds are singing and mountains are shining here, and people's hearts are peaceful." Looking back at the ancient academies in China, most of them are close to the mountains and rivers, just to "borrow the light from the mountains to please human nature and make the lake quiet". In the campus environment where the grass is green, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the pavilions are interlaced and the mountains and rivers are in harmony, students will be subtly influenced by beauty and let their beautiful hearts fly. Although our affiliated middle school campus is small, all kinds of flowers and trees form a unique campus landscape. The intoxicating green outside the classroom window can not only edify people with beauty, but also enlighten people with wisdom, from which they feel endless hope and strength.
Of course, the campus environment includes not only the natural environment, but also the humanistic environment created by teachers and students. Eye-catching photos and carefully selected masterpieces of outstanding students can be integrated into the construction of campus environment. Especially when the campus environment is saturated with the sweat of every teacher and student, it condenses the wisdom of every teacher and student, and can stimulate the pride and love of every soul. "Jingmei is relaxed, relaxed and happy, relaxed and wise, wise and clear." A purified environment will beautify people's minds and arouse a sense of self-respect and self-love. Therefore, a harmonious campus should first have a beautiful and harmonious environment.
Secondly, only a campus with good interpersonal relationships can be called a harmonious campus. Teachers' selfless love for students is the premise of harmonious relationship between teachers and students. Someone said: "Where teachers lack love, neither character nor wisdom can be fully or freely developed." Only by sincerely loving students and truly paying attention to the growth of each student can teachers win the respect and love of students and students grow up healthily in a harmonious campus. "Learning to be excellent is an official." Some people compare teachers to students' first lights, and their words and deeds are examples for students to learn, so teachers themselves should be a harmonious development person. As a teacher, we should also guide students to create an atmosphere full of true love and care. When a student encounters difficulties, everyone can lend a helping hand, give warm comfort to the young heart, and really touch ordinary days. ...
A harmonious campus should also have colorful and meaningful campus culture. Without rich campus culture, students' spiritual world is empty and lifeless. Students are not products on the assembly line, but real people; Students are not learning machines, and test scores should not be the only criterion to measure students. The new curriculum standard advocates diversified evaluation, and we should see the strengths of each student, so that students' personalities can stretch freely like the branches and leaves in spring. Under the educational concept of people-oriented, our affiliated middle school creates a stage for students to show their personalities and specialties everywhere. Students who love sports can show their vigorous posture at sports festivals, students who like painting and calligraphy can splash ink at cultural festivals, and students who are good at performing can win applause at art festivals ... Harmonious campus culture is a huge silent force and the best hidden course. It is like a "moist and silent" spring rain, which can enter the depths of students' hearts in the most profound and subtle way and have a far-reaching impact.
"Bring hope to the helpless soul, strength to the weak hands, clarity to the ignorant eyes, straightness to the bent spine, and confidence to the humble people." Let me join hands with you to create a harmonious campus!
My hometown is in Sichuan and has its own unique customs. The Spring Festival is very lively!
One or two days before New Year's Eve, adults began to get busy: buying chickens, fish and ducks. Every household must also do a general cleaning, clean the house and outside, put up couplets and hang lanterns ... there is a strong New Year atmosphere everywhere.
On New Year's Eve, everyone sat around the table and tasted the delicious reunion dinner. Throughout the night, firecrackers continued, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles. Everyone doesn't want to sleep, and everyone wants to see the New Year.
After New Year's Eve, the first day of the first month came quietly from us. Adults said: you can't sweep the floor on this day, you should hide the broom, let the garbage pile up, and don't let the wealth sweep away. In the evening, the elders will kowtow to their elders to pay New Year greetings, and they will give them lucky money-that is, "lucky money", which means that the new year is rich and well-fed.
Lantern Festival is the end of the Spring Festival, but it is still comparable to New Year's Eve. The joyful Chengdu Temple Fair is decorated with lights and decorations everywhere, beaming with joy. There are dragon lanterns, phoenix lanterns, fish lanterns, rat lanterns, bagua magic lanterns ... as well as "Three Cannons", mutton skewers, tanghua and other special snacks. There are many well-deserved exotic items at the temple fair, which are fun, useful and enjoyable. These unique and diverse items are dazzling and dizzying!
In a blink of an eye, the Spring Festival quietly passed, and we ushered in a brand-new year in this happy and peaceful day!
The tense final exam is finally over, followed by a happy winter vacation. Nevertheless, I am still complaining about the hard work of study and life and the variety of homework. My parents are not surprised, but they just keep sighing and shaking their heads, looking like they hate iron and don't produce.
Now, the winter vacation comes as scheduled. I sit confidently in front of the TV every day, and my parents are helpless to me. Who calls it winter vacation now? My mother tried to persuade me that if I didn't listen, I would go my own way and talk nonsense with my mother, leaving all the sweet words I failed in the exam behind me.
One day passed quietly in my frolic. After washing, I went directly to my parents' room, prepared to watch TV for a while and then went back to my room to sleep. Mom and dad were asleep, so I crept into the room, turned on the TV, and tried to turn the volume down to the minimum for fear of disturbing them. Nevertheless, mom and dad are awake. I know I was wrong, but the wonderful program attracted me. I bravely said, "mom and dad, I'm sorry, I'll just watch it for a little while." "Just watch, we can sleep." Mom really loves me. "Cover the quilt quickly, or you will catch cold." I went to bed full of joy, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Suddenly, my foot was brushed by a rough thing. I asked tentatively, "Mom, is this your foot?" "Yes, is there a problem?" Mother answered in a tired voice. "You ... why are your feet so rough?" I asked incredulously, touching my smooth feet. The silent father interjected, "It's not the result of your hard work."
I gradually think of my mother's day's life: my mother gets up at 5: 40 every day to prepare breakfast for me and then sends me to school. Send me to school, come back to wash clothes, and then go to work by myself. After coming back from work, sort out work materials, cook, and go out for insurance from time to time. At the end of the day, I often feel tired and backache. And I made my mother angry. I really shouldn't. I thought about it and immediately said to my parents, "I will wash your feet tomorrow."
After that, I stopped playing, reviewed carefully and made my parents laugh.
It has become a small wish of mine not to make my mother angry, not so tired and to restore her former glory.