//Wen Ku. /view/d 51e9cc5b4cf7e4afed02b selfless dedication of people "falling red is not a heartless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." People don't pay for it; Giving itself is incomparable joy; For people, the greatest happiness and happiness is to give their spiritual strength to others. Dedication is a noble spirit and a noble sentiment. As the saying goes, "silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will cry dry every night." In the cold winter, the wind is biting, and even people are afraid to go out. It's really strange that God let me go to school today. I had a quick breakfast and went out with my schoolbag on my back. On the way, the biting cold wind came on me, so I had to bite my head and go forward. Not far away, a big bamboo stopped me. I stopped suddenly and looked ahead in dismay. I saw a cleaner not far from Dazhu dig through the' smelly canal' blocked by people a few days ago without complaint. He was cold nearby, endured the disgusting smell, held the shovel tightly with a pair of almost frozen hands, then shoveled it into the blocked' smelly canal' and poured the shoveled garbage into the bucket next to him. Suddenly, something terrible happened. The' smelly canal' was blocked, and it could not be clamped with a shovel or a clip. She fell into the smelly canal, and the cold water stabbed him in the foot like a sharp arrow. She endured the pain, but she still dug hard. Pedestrians saw it and came to the cleaner enthusiastically and said, "Xiao Liu, stop digging." It's so cold, just find some people in charge of this job to dig for you, and this job is not your responsibility, so go back and rest! " "ah! What's going on here? He is not in charge of this work? Then why did he work so hard to do it? ```````` "Thought of here, I was deeply moved by his selfless dedication. I couldn't help walking up to him and said to her softly," Uncle, stop digging! Just call a few cleaners in charge of this work to dig! Go back to rest! " He looked up and panted to me, "I'm never going back to rest." I must dig this' smelly canal'. " Seeing his stubbornness, I had no choice but to go to school. After a few days, the area where we live was finally connected with water, and everyone was very happy. I don't know when, the back of the cleaner who worked hard in the biting cold wind vaguely appeared in front of my eyes. His words and deeds deeply educated me and influenced me-a selfless person. What is the meaning of life? How to live is meaningful? Live for yourself or for others? This is a question that everyone should consider. "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world." A song "Dedication of Love" can last for a long time because it sings the common aspiration of everyone. Dedication and taking are contradictory. A man who is bent on taking will never be satisfied with his greed. Moreover, what can they take without the dedication of others?
Dedication is a free payment, a "little heat and a little light" and "I am for everyone". Devotees pay youth, sweat, enthusiasm, selfless love, and even priceless life. Because someone contributes, the material wealth and spiritual wealth of society will continue to increase, and mankind will continue to advance. What devotees harvest is a kind of happiness, a lofty emotion, the respect and love of others, and the continuation of their own lives. Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later. (Fan Zhongyan) Come with a heart and go without a blade of grass. (Tao Xingzhi)
On the road of life, drop by drop of blood to feed others. Although I feel thinner gradually, I feel happy. (Lu Xun)
The value of life is determined by people's contribution to society. (Xiang Jingyu)
A person's value should be judged by his contribution, not by his achievements. (Einstein)
Even if we are a candle, we should "cry the wick every night"; Even if we are just a game, there must be a bright spot at the critical moment; Even if our bones rot after death, they will turn into phosphorus fire and burn in the wilderness. (Ai Qing) China should make greater contributions to mankind. () You should remember that you should always give more to others happily and take less from others. (Gorky)
I hope you young people can contribute to the great cause of mankind faithfully and practically like candles. (Faraday)
Heroes are those who struggle for people's liberation or endure poverty to defend a great truth. (Homer)
Second, the composition of dedication
Dedication of fallen leaves
Every story is a mirror through which we can reflect on ourselves and inspire ourselves. This story, the feeling it gives you, is a bit cool; It tells the emotional state of mind, interprets the road to success, enlightens the soul and enlightens the way of life. Under its guidance, you can release inexplicable melancholy and enjoy your own purity and leisure.
Grandma's home is in a remote rural area, which is my paradise and my favorite place.
Grandma's yard is surrounded by green ivy and ivy, which exudes fragrance from time to time, and occasionally bees visit here. My childhood was spent in this paradise surrounded by green, which I affectionately call "green paradise".
It's noon in autumn.
After lunch at my grandmother's house, I stood quietly by the window, feeling the passage of time. Maybe life is like this. In the blink of an eye, the day passed. Although the day is fleeting, it has left a beautiful memory in my heart, which makes me feel more precious every day.
"Swish swish swish swish", autumn wind caresses the forest in front of the window, and yellow leaves are swaying in the air.
It seems that there is a magical force driving me. Unconsciously, I stepped into this forest where the autumn wind rippled.
Yellow leaves fluttered freely in the wind, and then sighed and landed on the ground. Oh, yellow leaves, can't you control your own destiny? Only honestly obey your autumn wind. This beautiful autumn leaves, like the flying winter rain, seem to fly but fall.
A gust of autumn wind blew away my heart, and I finally released my inner feelings. Behind him-a white-haired old man, hearing my sigh, staggered towards me.
"Son, do you think this dead branch is still useful?" The old man asked, "Of course it's useless." I said, "What's the use of keeping them all?" The old man smiled and said, "Not necessarily." I have a blank face. "Why?" The old man said, "Son, I don't know if you have heard the saying: Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more." The fallen leaves did not forget the feeding of the roots, but bid farewell to the roots with infinite attachment, preferring to turn into spring mud to protect the roots in return for the kindness of the trees. Isn't this great feeling of' sacrificing the ego to achieve the big ego' awe-inspiring? "
When I got home, the old man's words still echoed in my ears, which made me remember them vividly.
The setting sun dyed the window lattice red, and the sunshine shuttled between the leaves, looking for the shadow of happiness. The fallen leaves are still at my window, falling quietly.
(3) The story composition of a devotee. Three hundred words.
A selfless person.
Some people praise the tall and strong pine trees; Some people praise Hongmei for not being afraid of cold; Some people praise the noble character of bamboo; Some people praise the tenacious vitality of the grass ..... who let them be praised, but the soil is a simple and selfless soil that nobody cares about. In fact, it is the most commendable soil. He paid for others in obscurity.
There are also many people around us who are selfless as dirt. There is such a cleaner, I still don't know his name, but I still clearly remember his selfless quality.
It was a winter vacation and it was very cold. It coincides with the Chinese New Year, and I go to my grandmother's house to pay a New Year call against the cold wind. As soon as I went out, the biting cold wind blew on my face. Fortunately, I wore a thick cotton-padded jacket, otherwise I would have frozen into ice. Firecrackers were everywhere along the way, and pedestrians were attracted by the excitement. They never found that in the corner of the street, next to the gutter, there was a man cleaning up the garbage in the gutter without complaint. It is because the ditch is blocked that it can't be discharged. The drain pipe of the building where I live always overflows, and the house stinks. I stepped forward curiously. Suddenly, a pungent smell came to my face, and I quickly stepped back. Later, I saw this aunt again. She has been by the ditch. Does she never frown? Thinking about thinking, I still can't help but walk past. I saw this aunt cleaner wearing only a thin sweater, scarf and worker's gloves, and a woman of about fourteen years old was shoveling garbage with a shovel. He scooped up the garbage with a shovel and poured it into a nearby iron bucket. Because the ditch was badly blocked, the garbage inside could not be shoveled, so I had to take off my gloves and dig. Aunt endured the bad smell and worked hard. Beads of sweat streamed down her face on this cold day. Her hand is broken, and she has no time to look. She still kept a posture and continued to dig ditches. After unremitting efforts, the ditch was finally opened. Aunt's clothes, pants, gloves and scarves are all dirty. She put on her gloves carefully and smiled happily. The next day, I came home and found that the air at home was much fresher and the neighbors were very happy. But who would have known that there was an anonymous person who dug ditches for his neighbors in winter? At this time, I remembered that aunt again. How selfless her beautiful and brilliant smile is!
In fact, in society, there are still many people who regard it as dirt and have been giving themselves in obscurity without asking for anything in return. I think, aren't these people who have contributed to mankind equally great? Isn't it more valuable than flowers and trees? She is an unknown devotee. I want to praise you, praise the soil, praise her silent efforts, and I will always remember you!
Ask for a short article about Changshu (beautiful)
All seven streams lead to the sea, and ten miles of green hills and a half enter the city. Changshu, an outstanding ancient city, is a beautiful and rich water town in the south of the Yangtze River. "This is an antique Changshu.
Shajiabang is very beautiful. The reeds in Shajiabang are very friendly to us. In autumn, we came to the reeds by boat. The golden reeds swayed with the wind, like groups of children waving to me. Shajiabang is not only beautiful, but also a revolutionary base. Think back then, when your army invaded China, didn't those brave anti-Japanese soldiers fight bloody battles, which led to our wonderful life today?
Yushan Park is very beautiful. Walking on the green velvet grass will make you feel extremely comfortable. Keep walking, and you will hear many voices. The wind made the leaves on the tree rustle. It seems that I have come to welcome you. The sound of fish jumping out of the water and falling into the water seems to be playing a beautiful music for you. That feeling is unforgettable.
Yushan is very beautiful. The green Yushan lies like a green cow on the land of my hometown Changshu. There are many trees on Yushan Mountain. Because it is the residence of birds, birds can be heard everywhere. Walking leisurely on the mountain road, even in summer, you won't feel hot, because the trees on the roadside are enough to block the spicy sunshine.
It's beautiful in Yanyuan. There are countless buildings in Yanyuan. Small bridges in Yanyuan have different shapes. Curved bridges and arch bridges and so on.
It's beautiful in Zeng Zhaoyuan. The lotus flowers in Zeng Zhaoyuan are dazzling, and countless lotus leaves, large and small, are in pink. Some of these lotus flowers have just opened two or three petals, and some petals have all opened, revealing a small lotus flower with a bright yellow color; Some of them are full of flowers and skinny, and they are about to explode. There are so many pink lotus flowers, one after another. Look at this one, it's beautiful; Look at that. Beautiful, too. If the lotus in front of us is regarded as a vivid painting, the artist's skill is really remarkable.
Its beauty lies in its uniqueness. Changshu's delicious food includes duck blood glutinous rice with abundant grains and beggar chicken with fragrant smell. Changshu's tea is also very good, and it smells good. If you take a sip, it will definitely make you relaxed and happy.
The customs are beautiful. Because that's the air that southern master Yan Yan breathed; That is the land that a generation of grandmaster Huang stepped on; The famous bibliophile Qian was born here. That was also the starting point of the two emperors Weng Tonghe. It is composed of melodious sounds made by seven strings of guqin; There are sweet tunes of all the virtues folk songs; Fine workmanship with Changshu lace; There are lifelike mahogany carvings.
This is my beautiful hometown-Changshu.
Wu's composition on dedication and love should have two stories and one story.
As the saying goes, "Unity is strength, Mount Tai is the top". In many cases, a person's strength is often insignificant, but when everyone works together with Qi Xin, its power will be shocking. After the Wenchuan 5. 12 earthquake, many people gave generously and extended a helping hand to the disaster area. Some of them donated money, and some donated things, like a trickle, which merged into a torrent of love. This is the great love of the Chinese nation, which is reflected in the face of disaster. Of course, I am also a member of Xiaobo, and I have given my little love and donated all my pocket money for that month 10 yuan. Perhaps, the few dollars I donated are insignificant compared with those donated by others, but I have also paid love and cared for my brothers and sisters in the disaster area. Therefore, although my ability is limited, as long as I am sincere, it is equally commendable.
As we all know, children in many parts of our country can't go to school or receive a better education because of poverty. Now many good people are donating to build schools for poor mountainous areas. Although a person's strength is limited, if everyone donates a little, then a lot of money can be raised. We children can donate money through our parents, or we can dedicate our love through our own efforts. I remember once, our classmates went down to Shanxi Road Square to sell newspapers under the leadership of the class teacher, and the classmates didn't stop for a whole half day. Finally, we bought a lot of stationery with the money we earned and sent them to Sanji Mei Duo Charity Primary School in Tibet. I think every piece of paper contains our love.
Love is the common language of human beings. In the process of our growth, we got the love of family, teachers and society, and we grew up in the sunshine of love. Having love means knowing how to cherish and appreciate. Giving love is to repay the society, the family and those who need help more. The dedication of love is that my mother sits on the sofa after a hard day's work. The dedication of love is an umbrella that I hold up for my children when I come home from school after the rain. The dedication of love is my sincere blessing to my grandparents at the door. The dedication of love is also my care for the park. Therefore, it is not difficult to give love. Giving love is anytime and anywhere, and giving love is also dribs and drabs. One person's love brings warmth to others, and everyone's love brings us a beautiful world.
Give my love, let's dress up the world together and make it more beautiful and wonderful!
Lu's Dedication Creation
be committed to
"White clouds are dedicated to the grassland, rivers to the ocean, what should I give you, my friend, white doves to the blue sky and starlight to the long night, what should I give you ..." Listening to beautiful songs, I can't help but think of those soldiers who gave their lives for the motherland and those who gave their lives for others. ...
It is a remote mountainous area, and there is a river between the village and the primary school. Every time it rains and the river rises, the children can't cross the river by themselves. A male teacher offered to send his children across the river. He struggled to cross the river with every child on his back and built a strong bridge with his back. Therefore, male teachers have been commended, promoted and transferred. The successor is a weak girl. Children can't cross the river on rainy days. Parents are going to school to carry their children across the river. The female teacher therefore decided to build a permanent bridge for the children. She traveled between various departments in * * *, and even spent money on gifts to treat her. With her long-term unremitting efforts, an iron bridge connects the two banks of the river, and children no longer have to worry about crossing the river. The female teacher has not been promoted because of this. She worked silently in that primary school all her life. This is a true story.
In my life, there are also many ordinary people who are silently offering, but they don't ask for anything in return, so no one seriously appreciates their dedication, and no one realizes the love contained in it, which doomed the devotee's life to be ordinary. I think many people will feel wronged for this female teacher: why didn't she pay so much in return? In fact, there is no need to do this, not only because there are many selfless people, but more importantly, I believe that female teachers have no complaints. On the contrary, I think she lives a full and happy life. When she decided to build a bridge for the children, she only thought that it was her responsibility and did something for the children. She realized her wish.
She got happiness because of her dedication. Looking at the children's brisk figure when crossing the bridge and the parents' reassuring smiles, she has the truest happiness and satisfaction. As for her, some people still think that she is wronged after working in the mountain village all her life. I want to say, don't judge her life by our selfish way of thinking When she has the desire to be a teacher in a mountain village, when she is rooted in that barren land, when she chooses selfless dedication and conscientious work, and when she decides to polish her tender eyes with her life, she has made clear the meaning of happiness and found the goal of life. It is her ideal and wish to exchange her life for the bright future of children in the mountain village!
The greatest happiness is to give your spiritual strength to others. Perhaps we should all, as the famous French writer Montaigne said, "The purpose of life is not the length, but how we use it." Many people don't live many days, but they live a long time. "
"Celebrities" in "Qi" Changshu
Follow in the footsteps of Changshu celebrities
Inscription:
"Dad, what's the last sentence of' all the lakes and mountains in the world'?"
"Little confused, this all don't know? It's a pity that you Changshu people don't know this sentence.
"Don't be busy laughing at me. Do you know who said this? "
"This can beat me. Mr. Weng Tonghe, the imperial examination teacher in the late Qing Dynasty, returned to his hometown and wrote these eight characters, which have been passed down to this day. Today is Sunday, why not let us go to Weng Tonghe's former residence and feel the feelings. "
"Yes, yes!"
Facing the scorching sun, I searched for the occasional barking in a secluded alley, crossed the winding Champion Square and gently pushed open the door of this ancient house. In front of us was Weng Zhai, who was suddenly overwhelmed by the quiet book fragrance floating out of the door.
Weng's former residence is a well-preserved bureaucratic residence with typical architectural style in Jiangnan. Located at No.2 Wengjia Lane, downtown. When Weng Tonghe was three years old, his father, Weng, deliberately bought this house, expanded and renovated it, and became a typical official residence with Jiangnan characteristics. Weng Tonghe spent his childhood here. Later, he went to Beijing with his father, won the top prize in the exam, became an official in the DPRK, and made two generations of empire.
Dad explained it to me next to me, and I realized that the mansion was a typical architectural style of Ming and Qing Dynasties. We walked slowly into the hall, with the sedan chair hall, colorful clothes hall, back hall and Shuangguixuan as the central axis. There are Zhao Qiang, Yulanxuan, Zhi Zhi Zhai and Siheyuan in the east. On the west side are Siyongtang, Jinyang Bookstore, Baiguxuan and Mingting in turn. Caiyitang is the main building of the former residence, located at the third entrance. In the fifteenth year of Qing Daoguang, his father Weng Xincun returned to his hometown to celebrate his mother's 75th birthday, which coincided with the 60th birthday of Niu Youlu, the queen of Jiaqing Emperor. Weng Jia invited Chen Jian, then the governor of Jiangsu Province, to write the plaque of "Caiyitang", which means "the old dishes wear colorful clothes to entertain relatives" in "Twenty-four Filial Pieties" to celebrate the country.
The colonnade is carved with beams and painted with buildings, and the courtyard layout is in good order. There is a place to sit in the classroom, a hall guest room that reflects the prominent official position, and a farewell to the hospital Xiao Xuan. Standing in the yard, imagining the days under this sky is a kind of comfort and relaxation. The master's wisdom and temperament are reflected on Jumendeva and projected on the window lattice of Juanxiu. We came to the study again, and the fragrance of pen and ink in the study was faint, as if we saw the young man fighting with the old man caressing his beard. I am deeply involved in it, imagining that I can absorb a little wisdom. The yard is quiet and there are not many tourists. The wooden door creaked in my hands, and I couldn't get rid of my heavy respect for the Imperial Master.
After visiting the first floor, we came to the calligraphy showroom on the second floor. His vigorous calligraphy is now displayed in this exhibition hall, and his life stories are also listed in various exhibition halls. People who are familiar with him no longer pay tribute to his deeds, but they often want to visit here and walk around the house with measured steps, as if they had been with Mr. Weng for a long time in Kan Kan.
Unconsciously, we have visited Weng Tonghe's former residence. Although it was only two short hours, I felt as if I had returned to the Qing Dynasty. In a trance, I saw Mr. Weng explaining the essence of the article to the little emperor. I can't help but sigh, I'm really glad you came today!
An essay on "Ba"
A childlike dream
Dedication is a rainbow cast with love, colorful, fresh and elegant, bringing warmth and happiness to people. Sincere dreams also sprout and grow under the care of dedication.
Innocent childlike innocence is full of dedication. They have no selfishness. When facing a person in need, they will reach out a hand of friendship without thinking. On the contrary, the heart of an adult who has experienced wind, frost, rain and snow is sometimes not as pure as childlike innocence.
The focus of dedication mentioned in the materials is thorough and incomplete. Cattle is a thorough and sincere dedication, far exceeding its requirements for human beings; It's no wonder that pigs don't like it when they ask for it.
In this way, the childlike dream is the most sincere and beautiful; Childlike dedication is the most thorough and complete.
In the complicated society, many people feel that the relationship between people tends to be weak, and the distance between relatives and friends keeps alienating. The "dedication" of the fifties and sixties almost disappeared at this time. The so-called "tribute" Quot things like "the value of life" are just slogans.
However, the flame of dedication has not been extinguished. In every corner of society, childlike innocence is calling. They raised their swaying hands, scrubbed the dust in people's hearts, and dreamed of giving and returning.
Dedication needs to be paid, and selfish people never know how to pay. It is precisely because childlike innocence has not been eroded by selfish moths, or "the nature is good at the beginning of life." Therefore, I call for childlike innocence, so that the world is full of love, so that people who contribute are respected and dedication lasts forever.
Cattle have given so much to people, but they are still unknown. What did Dont Ask For Help give it in return? Pigs didn't contribute much before they died, and they complained that people didn't like them. In a sense, this is a concrete embodiment of the world outlook, outlook on life and values, and a reflection of people's different social attributes.
Of course, childlike innocence needs to be paid and paid. Although they don't know what real dedication is, they do better than adults. Naive childlike innocence doesn't know how to overcome the "wasteland of love", how to make death daunting, confused eyes still can't see the haze in front of them, and subconsciously will do it according to their own temperament. It turns out that they are making the most thorough dedication.
Society needs dedication to enrich itself. This is a perfect big family. Otherwise, no matter how developed the material civilization is, it will never make up for the defects of spiritual civilization.
Forever childlike dream, forever dedication.
Also talk about dedication
The pig complained to the cow that he was unpopular: "People often mention your kindness and your kind eyes. Indeed, you give milk and cream to people, and I give more to people. I provide bacon and ham to humans, but people still don't like me. Why? "
The cow thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because I gave my life."
"Before death?" The pig's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
Bull: "Haha, that is to say, my dedication is more thorough! Have you ever heard of' newborn calves are not afraid of tigers'? You see, we just grew up and started plowing and pulling carts. After that, we will work hard all our lives and eventually be slaughtered. It can be said that our life is spent in dedication, and we only eat grass. What about you? Lazy all day ... "
"That's enough!" The pig interrupted the cow and said angrily, "So that's what you mean. It's not surprising that some people always say' bragging doesn't pay taxes'! Yes, you really can be regarded as a contribution to your life, can we? We just give ourselves to others at one time after fattening up, so that people can get a bumper harvest; At best, you're only paying by installments, but in different forms. Besides, how dare you say that you only eat grass? People always leave the best tender grass for you to eat, which is simply the enjoyment of herbivores; People give us leftovers, rotten tomatoes and rotten watermelons every day. Speaking of which, it's not a dish. Obviously, we are cleaning up garbage for human beings, but we are all equally fat. Can we change you? "
"This, this ..." Niu mumbled something for a long time, and finally reluctantly said, "The spirit of our cattle is also admirable! Haven't you heard that' the times also need oxen to pull carts'? "
"Hum! Stop bragging! That was a thing of the past. You see, with the rapid development of modern social economy, people are busy all day and don't have enough time. Your spirit has long been destroyed. "
"We can't say that we didn't contribute!" The tone of the cow has obviously softened.
"Of course! Your contribution is also great. I just feel wronged for my brother. Obviously, my brothers have made great contributions. Why can't they be treated equally? The ancients said,' There is a swift horse, but there is no Bole.' It seems that even if we talk about dedication, we need to ask Bole to uphold justice! "
The cow nodded puzzled.
Write a composition about the dedication story of people around you or yourself.
People who give silently.
Around us, there are many people who love life, teachers who train us, doctors and nurses who save lives, and police uncles who are loyal to their duties ... They have created a beautiful life with their own labor and made their lives full of brilliance. Today, I want to introduce you to such a person.
He is an ordinary man. He has an ordinary job. He goes out early and returns late every day, and goes back to the streets to create a clean environment for people. Now, you should know that I want to praise the cleaner-the city's beautician.
I used to think that the work done by cleaners was too humble, dirty and looked down on these people, every day. Every time I pass by the garbage dump after school, I see the cleaners who are always sweeping, always covering their noses and passing by them quickly, and sometimes I will say one or two words, "It stinks!" Complain. Every time, he seems to turn a deaf ear to my complaints and disgust, and sometimes he seems to smile at me, as if to say, "Hurry to school and don't get dirty ..."
Until then, my mother and I passed the cleaner again. When I laughed as usual, my mother listened, and her always gentle face became serious, seriously educating me: "There is no distinction between high and low jobs. Without the silent dedication of these people, how can there be a beautiful and comfortable living environment? " What reason do we have to look down on them? "Mom's words make me blush. Yes, I have been wrong all along. I only saw the superficial brilliance, ignoring the most commendable spiritual beauty!
Since then, I have changed my mind about cleaners. Every time I pass by, as long as there are scraps of paper under my feet, I will help pick them up in the garbage. I see, I want to be a silent and dedicated person and create a better life with hardworking hands!