The opening ceremony of the Beijing Paralympic Games held in the Bird's Nest on the evening of September 6, 28, like the opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympic Games on August 8, shocked the world again. This evening, the world was brought into a fairy tale dream, with love, tears and dreams. Whether it is the re-dance of the "Little Swan" with broken wings in Beichuan, or the sound of nature flowing from the depths of the blind singer; Whether it's the dreamy sign language dance "Hello Star" performed by more than 3 deaf-mute girls, or the profound connotation of the main torchbearer Hou Bin's difficult climb to light the flame ... The opening ceremony of the Beijing Paralympic Games featured disabled people and shocked the world.
Li Yue, a "ballet girl" from the Sichuan earthquake-stricken area, finally finished her dream ballet performance ―― Dance Steps Without Stopping at the Paralympic Games. Music, sitting in a wheelchair, wearing red shoes on his right foot, arms slowly open, dancing gracefully in the night sky. As if flying high above the dreamy "Bird's Nest", she is surpassing herself. This moment not only moved me very much, but also moved people all over the world.
Li Yue was originally a ballet student. She lost her left leg in the Sichuan earthquake and suffered great inner suffering. However, what will never die in her heart is the dream of ballet. She has never given up her pursuit of ballet or her ideal for a moment.
When she learned that the Paralympic Organizing Committee invited her to perform a ballet "dancing with both hands" at the opening ceremony of the Paralympic Games, Li Yue was overjoyed, because it was a special way to continue her dream and the best opportunity for her to show the world the strength and dreams of the disabled in the most special way.
the rehearsal is very hard. In the scorching August, Li Yue sweated every day, and his T-shirt was often completely soaked with sweat. The more severe test is that she, who has always been used to dancing with her feet, has to endure the inner torture that she can't beat with her feet but can only dance with her hands. This beat is strange and cruel, but she threw herself into it with great courage, enthusiasm and strong perseverance, and soon mastered the basic rhythm of the whole dance ...
At the last moment of the song, Lv Meng, the "ballet prince", lifted Li Yue up! In the dream sky, she flies freely again. At this moment, the girl who lost her left leg is so amazingly beautiful! She looked up at the night sky. She danced for her dreams, for the folks in Beichuan, for her classmates who died, and for the people who held their unyielding heads high in that devastated land ... This moment moved me and deepened my understanding of perseverance and perseverance. With this spirit of self-improvement, what other difficulties can't be overcome?
Now, although the Olympic Games has come to an end, Li Yue's "never-ending dance steps" have made me unforgettable and moved for a long time. I believe that such a touch will continue to be staged in our thriving great motherland.
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But as soon as I stepped into the base gate, I was infected by a serious atmosphere. From this moment on, I am ready to get up the courage to face this severe test. Two days of military camp life is over. Although the time is very short, this special experience has written a profound and unforgettable stroke on my life path.
One thing that touched me
In the spring of April, we were at the Youth Social Practice Base? --------Yuan Shan, who received a military training-style simulated education. On the way to the base, the students were as relaxed and happy as a spring outing. But as soon as I stepped into the gate of the base, I was infected by a serious atmosphere. From this moment on, I am ready to get up the courage to face this severe test.
As soon as we got off the bus, the instructor took us to the changing place. The instructor only gave us ten minutes to put on our military uniforms. We all changed our military uniforms, so it looked like we were really little soldiers. After a day of training, our whole class was very tired, but we didn't complain, because we are now little soldiers, and we also understood what life is like for soldiers. Good memories of the first day have always been with me. The instructor kindly taught us to do activities together ... These activities have deeply touched me. I got up early the next day. After washing my face and brushing my teeth, we entered the third activity, naming ten unnamed scenic spots in Yuanshan. After this activity, I entered something that may never be erased in my mind-listening to Teacher Song's speech. One of the most unforgettable words that Teacher Song said to me was,' People can only do two things, one is a hero, and the other is the soil of heroes.' The rest are not people. Maybe what he said is ugly, but what he said is right. According to an Englishman, the United States may become the ruler of the world in the future, while Japan will become the manager of the future world, while China can only be the ruled. Why? It was because in a military training-style simulation education, China, Japan and the United States lost the competition. Why did China lose? It's because the children in China are too weak, and our children in China even forget how to love others because of others' love for us, and dare not take a little responsibility for others. It is because of this that China will lose, while the United States and Japan are strong. Let's just say a small example. It is said that the United States teaches children to walk like this. If her child falls, her parents will get up again. But our parents in China will help their children up and take care of them in every possible way, because our parents in China care too much about their children. Through this education, I learned how to love others and how to take responsibility for others. I haven't forgotten the oath I made to the mountains at the foot of the garden: Thank you, teachers, parents and people who love me and love me. Teacher Song's speech may have changed my life.
two days of military camp life is over. Although the time is very short, this special experience has written a profound and unforgettable stroke on my life path.
When you see a beautiful bird sitting on the windowsill, it makes such a sound, even half a beautiful sound; When you see the apple falling slowly from the tree and making a light mark on the dust; When you see a friend's long-lost eyes or gestures; When you ... in this short moment, you will be deeply moved like me! So, I found-moved everywhere.
You might say, "Why didn't I feel it?" This only shows that in life, you didn't pay attention to it, didn't observe it, and didn't find it! I don't know if you have ever encountered such a situation, but I have had such a personal experience: the night is gradually coming, and in the quiet starry night, I stay up all night reading. Suddenly, a moth broke into my room and came into my sight. I saw it flapped its gray wings, turned and turned on the desk lamp, and pounced on the most dazzling light ... It was suddenly scalded by a hot light bulb, and its wings were burnt off by half. Seeing the tragedy of moths, I thought to myself, "You little thing, so weak, dare to throw eggs at stones." What I didn't expect at all was that it crawled towards the desk lamp with difficulty. A desk seems small, but for such a fragile moth, it can be imagined. I saw it flapping its injured wings slowly, climbing up the lampstand slowly, and staying for a while, as if slowly recovering its physical strength. Suddenly, I saw it spread its wings and pounced on the most dazzling light again, nailed to the light bulb ... It was suddenly burnt by the hot light bulb. A breeze came and blew off its body and landed on my book. I quietly turned off the light and reflected on the scene of moths fighting the fire ...
Every night, when I study under the light, there are always many flying insects flying into my room and hovering above my head, which I don't care. However, this is the first time I have seen such a moth tonight. I have a lingering fear, thinking, is this the moth praised by poets and writers for thousands of years? As long as they see a glimmer of light at night, they will pounce on it without hesitation and dedication, even if they touch the light, they will be in danger of being destroyed. They are brave, tragic and persistent, which makes me feel great and breathtaking.
At the moment when the moth pounced on the lamp, and at the moment when the moth was dying, I was deeply moved by the spirit that the moth dared to struggle, pursued the light, persevered, never gave up, and regarded death as death.
I am moved by the spirit of moths, but I appreciate the cooperation of ants.
that day, I was idle and bored, sitting under the big tree outside the door and looking around leisurely. Inadvertently, I saw a group of small ants carrying a dead bee in full swing. They are either a group of five or a cluster of ten, working together, clinging to the behemoth in front of them, struggling to move forward a little bit. Seeing this, I said dismissively, "Look at your samples, when can we move to the cave?" I watched slowly and waited patiently, but I didn't go away, but continued to pay close attention to everything in front of me. Time passed by, and the ants carried it bit by bit ... However, something amazing happened to me: they finally transported the huge bee to the cave. Looking at everything in front of me, looking at these wonderful little creatures, their spirit of unity, cooperation and perseverance touched me again.
In the face of all this in front of me, I proudly said, "I found a problem. It turns out that hands can scratch their heads.
Why are there huge front teeth
What are ears erected for
Why is the sense of smell so keen? You can smell all the delicious food and danger
always envy the rabbit with white body
I don't know why I always find something to cover myself up
I quickly escape from the calm lake
Because I always see the appearance that scares me
Why am I so different
I don't expect the ugly duckling to change
One day
I dragged my tired wound
and fled. The world
I think I'm just a rabbit
and I can't subvert the strange space
I can only try to blend in
and become one of them
I'm busy in the street
I'm looking for food everywhere
I'm getting ugly
My fur is getting dark
The dim lights
I'm looking at my back
. P > I always fantasize that there is soft white fur
being caressed gently
or lying in a reed field full of sunshine
getting warm
having a good nap
burying flowers in a quiet afternoon
In the summer, the breeze blows
the fur swings with the wind
rhythmically and regularly
wrapped in a blue sky. It's also turning
occasionally dandelions drift across the quiet time and space
and don't like to turn upside down. On my deathbed,
I woke up from my dream and my heart was broken.
I found
I was just a rabbit.
Everything was always out of reach.
Finally,
the brown fur was made into a brown rabbit puppet.