In chapter 12 of The Analects of Confucius, my favorite sentence is about 100, which has three levels of knowledge: knowledge, goodness and joy.
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Confucius said, "Knowing is not as good as being kind, and being kind is not as good as being happy." (Yongye)
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Confucius said: "people who know how to learn are not as good as those who like to learn;" People who love learning can't compare with those who enjoy learning. "
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For learning, people who know how to learn are not as good as those who like to learn; People who like learning are not as good as those who like learning. For example, learning knowledge or skills is not as fast as those who love it, and those who love it are not as fast as those who enjoy it.
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This one is about the importance of learning interest. Learning knowledge is very important to cultivate interest in learning. As the saying goes, "Interest is the best teacher". If you are interested in learning knowledge, you will turn passive into active, take learning as fun, and learn in happiness, which can not only improve the efficiency of learning, but also deepen your understanding of knowledge and make the knowledge used flexibly.
As far as learning is concerned, we often say that interest is the driving force for learning, and interest is the best teacher for learning.
This paper expounds that the attitude of reading and asking questions is to take learning as happiness.
Lover, lover, good also. The higher realm is music.
Why good, why good, why fun, why fun? This is a problem that can be discussed.
It's a short encounter with about 100 words. Remember that summer four years ago? At that time, with youthful ignorance and shyness, with firm ideals and beliefs. Still looking forward to a bright future, we met in the campus of * *. Time is too thin, fingers are too wide, and youth is a train that never looks back. Yesterday, we gathered in the campus. Tomorrow we will pack our bags and go to the east, west, north and south respectively. Here, we spent the best four years of our lives, paid sweat and gained our own glory. Of course, apart from our own efforts and the support of our classmates, our growth cannot be separated from the care of college leaders and teachers. Four years of classmate life, we hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, through thick and thin, * * * brilliant, colorful tomorrow. That's right, so tonight, let's unpack, recall the four years of life under the ivory tower and relive the wonderful moments in Boulevard.
I hope I can help you!
Reasons for liking Guan Yu (about 100 words) The most special thing about Guan Yu is that he has been respected by China culture through the ages. Because of its image of loyalty and courage, it is regarded as the embodiment of punishing evil, promoting good and upholding justice. Most of them were honored by the people as "Old Men" and "Guan Jun", and were praised by later emperors many times, so they were also honored by the people as "Guan Jun, Guan Guan, Guan Di Jun, Guan Di, Di Jun and so on.
The ancient poetry of the shepherd boy is about 200 to 300 words, 1, covered with vast fields, endless ... The green grass is full of vitality under the sunlight and flows like a green carpet. This carpet is so big that it can't see the edge that it covers the whole grassland.
The evening breeze is like a fluttering ribbon, dancing and blowing from time to time, giving people a refreshing feeling. In the evening breeze, there are occasionally three or four flutes, melodious and melodious, wandering on the Yuan Ye.
The shepherd boy came back, and he took a leisurely walk, thinking about the delicious food he just wanted to use. Sunset is a miser and hides his last bit of gold. After dusk, the moonlight spread all over the earth and covered everything with silver.
The shepherd boy is lying on the grass. For him, this is the most comfortable bed. Moonlight as a tent, cicada as a lullaby, hemp fiber as a quilt.
Under the irradiation of moonlight, the shepherd boy looked at the moon and remembered Li Bai's "I didn't know the moon when I was a child, so I called it a white jade plate." Thinking, "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly thought of home!" " The shepherd boy thought of beautiful poems and produced countless wonderful reverie. Thinking about it, the free shepherd boy fell asleep. ...
2. One summer day, a shepherd boy went out to herd cattle with his cows, hemp fiber and his favorite flute as always.
He has been herding cattle for five or six years. Although his life is hard, he has a good time. In a short time, he led the cattle to the endless grassland. The grass here is very good, and it is midsummer, and the grass grows gratifying. There is nothing but grass for miles. The cicadas are singing in the branches and the birds are singing in the sky. This is really a nice place. At this time, the shepherd boy also played the flute. Birds, cicadas and flutes are mixed together, as if it were a super ensemble, which is really the sound of nature! Even the scalper seems to be moved by the sound that "this song should only be heard in the sky, but there are several times in the world", and he looks up slightly while chewing, as if listening to melodious music.
When the dry food was finished, the play began in the evening. The shepherd boy led the cow and fiddled with his flute. In the late summer breeze, he drove back slowly. Very uncomfortable. The setting sun dyed the clouds on the horizon red, like a fire, and then the last ray of light gathered. As night fell, the Weaver Girl on the roadside began a "solo concert". Although she couldn't understand what the "master" was singing.
Unconsciously, he arrived home. His parents have prepared meals for him. Seeing him coming home, his parents were very happy. They soon put food on the table, and the family sat happily on the bench for dinner. Although there are only some vegetables and tofu, they are still smiling and very happy.
After dinner, the shepherd boy ran to the grass to enjoy the moon. He made a blanket out of hemp fiber, lying on the grass and looking up at the deep blue sky. In the bright moonlight, even fireflies ran out to join in the fun, flying naughtily in the sky like small lanterns. Several dark shadows flashed in the sky from time to time, adding a lot of charm to the night sky.
Here and now, the shepherd boy soon fell asleep, ending his day.
Hope to adopt ~
For the practice of writing rain, about 100 words inadvertently came a dark cloud in the east, covering the original bright sun. Curious people just looked up to find the culprit when raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky. People shouted for shelter from the rain and propped up their clothes to cover the sudden heavy rain. Raindrops connect into a rain curtain, and people stand under the eaves and enjoy the happiness sent by God. A couple gradually came out of the rain curtain, as if preparing to stage a love drama. People patted the rain gently, and naughty rain splashed into the rain curtain, just like children running home excitedly. Just as people were still lamenting the sudden heavy rain, the rain stopped. After the rain, the bright sunshine lay flat on the earth, which was particularly charming.
The scenery in spring is really beautiful. There are many spring flowers and trees in the north. Leaves fall from trees, like butterflies flying high in the sky.
The leaves in the south float like the ground, and the leaves that fall on the ground are like people on the ground.
In the west, there is a beautiful little tree full of small green leaves.
How much they like the sight of spring.
The scenery in spring is beautiful and I like it best.
Recently, I suddenly became interested in the growth of plants, so I bought some small mung beans. I want to plant them in the soil, but my mother said it would be faster to plant them in the water. In order to see what little mung beans look like quickly, I did as my mother said.
Put mung beans in a clean bowl first, then spray some water, and you're done. Looking at these mung beans, which are illuminated by lights and moistened by water, is like sparkling pearls that have just been fished out from the bottom of the sea. I am looking forward to, looking forward to, hoping that they can grow up quickly.
The next day, I saw mung beans grow white and tender bean sprouts, small and tender, white as a chubby baby. With the change of time, the bean sprouts grow bigger and bigger. Almost two to three centimeters, it began to take off its green robe and reveal its white underwear. After two or three days, I took off my green robe. What will happen next? Let's explore together!
After a day or so, adzuki beans began to crack gradually, and the cracks became bigger and bigger. Within a day or two, two bright green leaves came out of the cracks, and the leaves became bigger and greener day by day. I looked at the leaves on each mung bean, looked at them, looked at them, and it seemed that there was a new life trembling on each leaf.
Time passed slowly, and brown roots grew at the bottom of bean sprouts, and the roots became longer and longer. One day, I found many fine hairs on the petiole. I touched them with my hand. They are thick and itchy. How interesting!
What will you find next? Will there be many small mung beans? Will small mung beans be like small lanterns? Will mung beans grow into saplings ... Faced with these interesting question marks, I must continue to observe and find out the answer.
After more than ten days of observation, I realized the wonder of nature and the pleasure of observation. Ordinary things you know, and things you like.
Write an ancient poem you like and tell the reason why you like it. Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
Du fu's quatrains
Poets can imagine the looseness of soil and the warmth of gravel without touching the spring sunshine, gentle breeze and flowers. The melting of mud and the warm experience of sand have deepened the lightness and casual visual impression of Feiyan, and immersed the poet's whole body and mind in a soft, harmonious and spring atmosphere. After reading this poem repeatedly, you will also feel that spring is not intoxicating and everyone is intoxicated. The success of this poem lies not only in the author's good observation of things, but also in the author's good observation of things.
About 100 words, I will quote a poem about pine trees to lead to the topic, then talk about the spirit of pine trees standing proudly in the snow, and finally write about how to learn its spirit and so on. One hundred words are really few, and a few words are enough.