Looking at the afterglow of the sunset, I saw a soul crossing the shackles of the ages and silently pouring out in the fiery red sky: The sunset of life-behind the setbacks, is it dying or for a new life? -inscription
Haizi read the bleak from the sunset of life. By the cold railing, he looked back for the last time and gazed affectionately at the clouds in the sky. The setting sun embeds golden tassels in the red clouds all over the sky, condensing beautiful dreams in the shining. Although it is beautiful, it is very sad. There seems to be a hand sticking out from the clouds, leading him astray and telling him to leave. His melancholy black pupil was immersed in this sadness and became resentful, persistent and distant. In the past, he once said: "I suffered three times: vagrancy, love and survival;" I have three times the happiness: poetry, the throne and the sun. " But the dying sun made him feel warm. The broken glow pierced him like an arrow, and his ears were filled with the sarcastic laughter of fools. He is like a child in a country who reads poetry alone, expecting others' approval, but only getting a disdainful figure. When his beloved poems are regarded as waste paper, when his literary value is squeezed into bubbles and dissipated, he feels lost in the sunset of life, leaving only the pain of helplessness and confusion. What is there in this vulgar world that deserves his nostalgia? He lived for poetry and died for it. Turning around helplessly, he resolutely abandoned the world and drifted on the journey to the paradise in his heart.
I saw the train whizzing by in the sunset, taking Haizi's life wish and heading for the distant place facing the sea and blooming in spring. He read a new life from the sunset of life. Standing silently in the long dusk on crutches. The waves wet the long hair on his forehead, but he didn't feel anything. Raise the gun in your hand, and the dark muzzle in front of you is like a bottomless abyss, fading the glory of the sunset into lead. Lead-gray waves come in layers, beating the coast and breaking into pieces of sunset, all over the ground. Is the only shining silver awn in the gray gravel the relic of the day, or is it the sorrow that one's revolutionary ideal is hard to pay? No, he clearly saw that it was the sunset dancing among the water droplets, but it also reflected the brilliance of the rising sun on the other side of the world. And the inheritance of revolution, the course of life, is not the sunset? When it went down the mountain to collect all the desolate afterglow, it was the time when it burned on the other side, climbed to the top of the mountain and spread fierce and bright light. ! "Suicide is only what cowards do." His students rekindled the blazing fire and slowly put down their pistols. At this time, a new light in his life rose in the twilight, melting the darkness, leaving only a moment of youth. I saw Kochagin, or the sunset behind ostrovsky, hiding at the bottom of the sea. At the other end of the first day, thousands of lights suddenly bloomed. ...
Some people give up the right to life at sunset, while others discover the birth of life at sunset. How many people know that there is a new life hidden behind the sunset? Turn around in the frustration of life, you will see different scenery, and the fine products will shine. It was discovered that behind the sunset of life, it was sunrise and morning.
2。 emphasize
Presumably, everyone knows that throwing solid balls is a senior high school entrance examination, but in an exam at the end of the term, I was surprised to find that I failed all my sports, throwing them almost as far as girls, and my overall sports performance dropped a lot. Putting aside shame, I am also very anxious, so it is imperative to practice throwing solid balls in the summer vacation. Mom also said that this is a good opportunity to take good exercise and enhance physical fitness. Why don't you hope that you can get good grades and have a good figure!
On the first morning of the holiday, I came to Jindun Square with my mother and the solid ball I bought the day before. In the square in the early morning, there are all kinds of Tai Ji Chuan's accompaniment music everywhere. Middle-aged and elderly people spontaneously form teams in groups of three or five, are keen on their favorite projects, and integrate music and natural freshness. I also encourage myself: I must persist!
We carefully selected a satisfactory lawn and started our first practice in the summer vacation. I weighed the ball in my hands, weighing 4 Jin! Raise your head, shake it twice and throw it out. He hurried to check it out, just like at school. I am very helpless! I threw it many times, always like this! I just feel that my low expectations have become slim. My mother always comforted me: "it's only the first day, and it's not easy to make progress." Don't worry, as long as you keep practicing every day, it will be effective! Practice your movements and feel today. "
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but here I am, which is a good start. My mother specially looked up the skills and essentials of throwing a solid ball on the internet, let me see and teach me to learn. The next day, according to the plan, we started the formal exercise on time, and this time my father followed us. I am holding a solid ball, which is heavy and a kind of pressure arises spontaneously. It is not ideal to throw it out. Dad looked at it and said, "I'll show you how far I can throw." I saw him lean back and then suddenly threw it. Wow! I can't help gaping, it's 8 or 9 meters away! When my father was proud, he quickly taught me the essentials of action and told me his own experience. I patiently followed the study step by step. Every time my father measured it with a tape measure, the last 5.5 meters was a little farther than the original 5.4 meters. Suddenly I had a little confidence in myself and threw them out one by one. Look! I have made progress again. Although insignificant, I can see that my mother is more willing to exercise with me. She hates me staying at home.
In this way, after a few days, my arm somehow became more and more painful. I hurried to tell my mother that she didn't say anything, which is normal, indicating that I have practiced the effect. As long as I persist, the pain will gradually disappear. It's really weird. Keep practicing every day, my arm unconsciously stops hurting, and the distance I throw inadvertently is getting farther and farther: 5.6 meters, 5.7 meters, 5.8 meters ... Practice every day, and I don't make much progress! It's amazing! I don't know when it started. At first, my boredom with solid balls has vanished, but gradually I became interested. Even I can't believe it. I found myself in love with throwing the ball!
After about a week, the summer rain is coming. We have to do some simple exercises at home in the morning. Until the evening, finally, the rain stopped, and finally we can practice again! We came to the Golden Shield Square, which belongs to our new address-a ground paved with red and green square bricks, with a ready-made grid, 24 cm wide. Coincidentally, there was a meadow between two bricks just 6 meters away, so I started practicing as usual. It always arouses people's curiosity: what is the name of this ball? How to do the action? Practice what? I am always happy at this time.
For several days, throwing 6.2 meters is not a problem. In fact, I have improved by one meter compared with when I was in school. But my mother looked it up on the Internet, and it was only 6 points for throwing 7.2 meters, and now I only have 4 points. So I stood behind the starting line and made up my mind to break through 6.5 meters this time. I imagine that I am a martial arts master. I imagine that I can transport my whole body to my hands and lean back as far as possible. Suddenly I felt a pain in my waist that I had never felt before, but I held on, relying on the inertia of my body forward, and threw the ball with all my strength. Mother suddenly screamed: "Wow! No way! That's so much more than 6 meters! Let me see, it's 7.2 meters, a miracle! " I was shocked, 7.2 meters! I got 6 points! It's over 2 meters at school! Looking at my thin arms, I can't believe it's true. I think I'm going to fly Mom couldn't hide her smile: "Yes! You really mastered the correct way to throw a solid ball, and you have personal experience! Such great progress is the result of daily practice! " Persistence again and again has led to today's breakthrough. How can it not be impressive? ! How not exciting! Mom is right, sweat is not in vain! Persistence has created a miracle, and I am full of expectation and confidence for the physical education exam in April next year. When I think about this, I am filled with joy, not to mention my mother's joy.
Come to the morning dew and return at dusk. Looking back on the continuous practice these days, I was worried about how I didn't make progress, but I didn't give up; I also argued with my mother about stepping on the line, but I persisted. Among them, persistence gave me strength, but in the end it brought me happiness, not only me, but also my family and people around me.
Really, if you have a persistence, you will gain unexpected happiness!
Happiness comes from love.
There is such a country in the world where people never say "I love you" to their relatives, so I always think that people in this country lack a romantic complex of love. But when I grow up, I find that love can't be explained by "I love you", and as for love, it can't be summarized in one or two sentences.
Love is the greatest thing in the world, and a heart that knows how to love others has infinite power.
Happiness comes from this infinite power.
When you are walking in the street, leisurely walking, fantasizing about going to the suburbs to play with the girl at the same table on Sunday, a blind man who came face to face accidentally fell in front of you. You gently stepped forward to help her, saw her clear eyes and angelic smile, and then heard the voice of nature that you had never heard before: "Thank you!" " At this moment, you will have an impulse to send her home. This impulse will make you full of strength, your carefree and empty mind will pour into a clear spring like a dry river, and happiness will flow out of your heart like a burst of water, generating will to flow all over your body.
Perhaps out of pity, perhaps out of sympathy, perhaps out of love, perhaps out of a touch of memory, you did this, a simple action, picked up an angelic girl and sent her home, thus getting to know her. All this is not because you have long known that she has clear eyes, nor because you intentionally violated her beautiful face, but because of your unconscious kindness at that time, because of your loving heart. So, then you will feel full of power, and then you will feel happy.
People who don't understand love can often tell a lot of love philosophies. People who don't know how to love others often make up how they have helped others. Really kind and caring people often act without thinking and explain others' questioning eyes with simple and clear actions. This reminds me of the recent affectation of Da Vinci Furniture Company, not to mention how much people in this company love it. We should relax our tolerance for capitalists, but not take simple and responsible actions when there are obvious mistakes, which is different from shameless Americans. Sometimes the so-called capitalists really think that the people of China are easy to fool.
Without love and honesty, money can only be left for you to die!
Happiness will not accept people without love.
My happiness comes from love.
I used to hate the word "love", and naturally I wouldn't associate it with "happiness". In my opinion, modern people shout "love" a lot, but few really love with their hearts. Busy, my heart is hard to calm down, let alone put my heart in another heart? At that time, I always thought that "love" was just the love of "mice love rice", just to flaunt or grab practical interests. Some teachers love each other and scare people with sticks all day, just to praise themselves a little more than 0.00 percentage points in front of colleagues. Beautiful teachers show a devil's face!
I don't want to show off how much I care about my students. Only in the three years of teaching, I gradually found that I can really feel the joy of education.
My happiness comes from the various names that students call me. When I first entered school, I was called a "teacher". Later, I added: Teacher Xie is still a Chinese teacher. Others say: class teacher. Later, some people called me "Big Brother", others called me "China Magician", and some people called me "teacher" and "guide on the road of life" in their compositions. From these names, I feel that I am getting closer and closer to my students. Even the most mischievous people in the class, although they keep making mistakes, can also see their sincerity and their regret, as well as their respect and even love for me when talking and interacting with me. It is easy to get students with good grades, but difficult to get students with poor grades. Therefore, I am very happy to win their respect and love!
My happiness comes from taking classes. Although I was nervous, tired and annoyed in the third grade, it was my turn to have Chinese class. Few students don't like it. I used to like watching birds fight outside the window, and my eyes almost turned. I wanted to read extra-curricular books and pass small notes, but I stared at my every move with fierce eyes. Sometimes, I find it funny. At the critical moment, in order to be more vivid, I will jump on the platform or draw a cartoon of my own original on the blackboard. In short, I dance with my hands and do it with my feet just to make that knowledge clear. Actually, I did. Generally speaking, the Chinese test scores in our class are relatively high.
My idea is that Chinese classes must be interesting, which is my love for Chinese. Poor Chinese and Chinese classes have been dismembered and are about to fall apart. Who will love our Chinese if we are not given a lesson that conforms to the characteristics of the times? Who cares about the splendid language and culture created by our ancestors? This may be a love for Chinese and a love for students. If our topic is boring, who will love Chinese? If you always use dry and moldy materials to teach Chinese, how can this be regarded as a student's spiritual appetite? Chinese teachers can't be so heartless! In the final analysis, Chinese is to infect and influence students with the charm of culture, so that they can improve their quality and enrich their spirit through edification. Chinese classes and Chinese teachers must have love.
I feel happy when the classroom laughs because of my Chinese! This is a kind of childlike joy, a kind of satisfaction that can be achieved, and a kind of satisfied happiness!
"Chou, zha exam? I only got 55 points in Chinese? " When poor Zhou Xiao raised his surprised eyes from the homework pile, I smiled and dropped a nearly perfect test paper on his desk. I watched the changes in his eyes: surprise, disappointment, surprise! At this time, I can laugh at a flower in my eye. "Teacher, why did you lie to me, an innocent man?" Zhou continued his distress.
At first, my language was not good and something happened at home. In the three years of junior high school, I paid more for it. I am very happy to see his progress!
"Xiao Rongrong, the first prize of the whole school composition!" Little talented woman looked up and adjusted her glasses, disbelieving. When I posted the certificate on the blackboard, the whole class stood up and applauded! Everybody laugh! Surfing!
"The students in our class have no solid foundation and no extraordinary talent. We must try our best, not try our best, but try our best! " This is what I often teach them. These words are all memorized. These words push them to fight their way out on the road of learning. We started from a very ordinary class and were recognized by many teachers in the school in the second and third grades.
My happiness is like this, and so is my people. I am not good at shouting "love" in my mouth, but in my heart. I have been trying to change everything with actions, make myself happy every day, and work hard for the happiness of students and my life!