Waiting for autumn to come and winter to warm all the way
I still remember the light rain in early autumn, and then I look at it. It is already the autumn cold covered with red leaves, as if I have not felt the beauty of autumn well, and winter is just around the corner. My thoughts are flying, I haven't slept, and my memory is pouring out like a broken gate. I thought that with the passage of time, the memory would be sealed, but I never thought that it would be out of control in the silent night. Too late to escape, flustered, too many yesterday and now, scenes, like white flowers, keep flashing. You stand alone, I walk alone.
along the way, I passed through spring, then summer, and autumn came to winter. Su Shi wrote in his poem: Life is like traveling against the current, and I am also a pedestrian. Life goes up and down, although there is still disappointment, no one can stop it from moving forward, and it is too late to savor it. We have embarked on a new journey.
In September, the school season began to be busy. Organize two effective classroom competitions, break the precedent, and school leaders take the lead; Going to the countryside to help the poor, the toilet revolution is also strong; The calculation of performance appraisal, cutting constantly and disorderly, only increases the trouble; The basketball game of the 7th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China in the town was intense. Teaching guidance, because of messy work, ended without a disease; Busy without a clue, I feel that there are always endless things to do, and the original teaching competition plan has also run aground. A person, a road, a dream, a story, walking on the road of education will inevitably have tears, and the dream story will eventually come to an end. Let him face the past with a smile for the rest of his life.
Lin Yutang said that the most important thing for us is not to care about truth and falsehood, gain and loss, fame and benefit, expensive and cheap, rich and poor, but how to live happily and find the poetry of life from it. Although the days are dull, there are flashes. Although there will be trivial things, there will be happiness and happiness. Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory. If we don't complain and are confused, our troubles will be less. Even if the days are ordinary, they live steadily.
Homer, an ancient Greek poet, once said, "The past has passed, and the past cannot be made up." Tagore also wrote in "Birds": "Just walk over, don't stay to pick flowers and save them, because the flowers will continue to bloom along the way." Indeed, yesterday's sunshine is no longer beautiful, yesterday's wind and rain are no longer big, and yesterday's scene can't be moved to today's picture book. I don't care about the past and fear the future. My life is always my own decision, even if it is stormy and sunny, I have to walk away.
"The harder you work, the luckier you will be." The past has become a track left by my walking and a story of memories. When I face the present again, I will always have a new goal, and I am convinced that the appearance of this goal will enhance my self-confidence and make my external state look brand-new. Because there is love in my heart, even though I have experienced unbearable external pressure, I will eventually get my own happiness through constant adjustment in my heart.
years are deep, sunshine is a day, and it is also a day of heavy rain. It is cloudy and sunny, and the scenery is comfortable for people. Smiling is a kind of strength. When you can choose to smile, please don't be sad.
Sit by the door in the sunset, hold a book and enjoy the peace of a cup of tea. The years seem to be getting more mellow in time, but you and I still live an ordinary life, without sorrow or happiness. May we not be afraid of the future and live up to our youth ...