Let me fly, bravely break through all barriers, and listen to the call of the sky. That is the paradise that belongs to you and me.
Let me fly, to be suffocated in the everlasting memories of struggle, and to feel the feeling that I have flown even though I leave no trace of my wings. Let me fly! The east wind blows, and the first flower of spring belongs to the first bluebird that rises into the sky. I no longer have to worry about falling, because I have flown over. Let me fly!
(6) Who pays for youth
Walking on the road of youth, we are high-spirited and high-spirited, smiling through the ups and downs, and also walking through an ordinary and strange period. The road to youth.
Hand in hand, our parents accompany us on our journey into youth;
Side by side, our teachers accompany us to run and chase youth;
Heart to heart, you and I are here. Youth is written on the strings of fate.
Who should pay for our youth? You are speechless, I am speechless, everyone is speechless. Maybe we can't stand the torture of time and hastily put an end to our youth, but that shouldn't be the life we ??deserve.
Winds and rains are unpredictable, and no matter how gentle the hands of parents are, they can only warm us for a moment but not forever; the companionship of teachers can only be fixed in the few years of friendship; society casts expectations and Hope is just a bargaining chip for our youth. Youth is in our own hands, and there is no eternally happy life.
Once, I was moved to tears by that college student, just because he showed me the tenacity and strength of a man with the youth he wrote. When one party is in trouble, all parties support him. Perhaps Hong Zhanhui should hold on to donations from all directions to continue his youth. Perhaps he should rely on the care of his school and family to pursue another life. But Hong Zhanhui, he didn't. No matter how difficult it is, you have to go through it alone. No matter how hard it is, you don't accept a penny of donations from the society. This is his persistence, sticking to youth and choosing his own youth.
Perhaps, you will think that he is pretentious, perhaps you will think that he is indifferent, or perhaps, you will characterize him as a man's stubbornness and willfulness. Regardless, youth is one's own stage, and paying for one's own youth is the highlight of Hong Zhanhui's humanity.
On the contrary, those in society who rely on others to foot the bill. But it seems that he walked through the stage of youth plainly and indifferently, leaving only eternal regrets. I remember there was a story in a report: Ms. Zhou, a citizen of Lanzhou, received dirty clothes from her son Qianli. How can this not make the flowers and plants growing in the greenhouse bow their heads deeply? The pampering of their parents makes them lose their way, and the pampering of their teachers makes them always position their lives based on their own achievements. What about society? It is also creating a protective atmosphere for them. If they fall down, they will cry and never think about how to stand up. On the stage of youth, they are just weak people being supported.
I think it is natural for parents to love their children, and it is the duty of schools and society to protect their children. However, children's youth is not made with boundless love as a bargaining chip. If they want to fly, let them fly, fly under the blue sky, fly over the vast ocean, fight in the sky, and overlook life.
Youth must have the spirit of Paul, be able to survive in desperate situations, have love and pain, not die in the whirlpool of love, just move forward bravely and pursue life.
Who pays for youth?
Not family, not school, not society, but ourselves.
(7) Falls on the way to growth
The young eagle, as it sharpens its wings in the wind and rain, will always be scratched by the tree trunk; the little petrel, how strong it is in the wind and waves, There are always times when our wings are wetted by showers; when we are growing up, we will always encounter ups and downs and fall to the ground. Faced with the expectations of parents, the anxiety of the school, and the responsibilities of society, what should we do?
We must learn to face it bravely, learn to overcome difficulties, and learn to grow from failure.
Do you still remember the poet Li Bai who said, "When the wind blows and the waves break, there will be times when the clouds and sails will hang directly on the sea"? Do you remember his confidence in shouting, "Look up to the sky and laugh loudly and go out, how can I be a Penghao person?" Do you remember his disdain when he sang "I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent"? In the face of difficulties, we must have the confidence like Li Bai to face difficulties, face challenges in life, and win success.
Do you still remember the traveler who said "the bamboo stick and mango shoes beat the horse easily"? Remember the wise man who said, "There is neither rain nor shine"? Do you still remember the Su Dongpo who wrote on Red Cliff: "The great river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages"? He is open-minded and magnanimous, and he faces the miserable life with indifference, allowing the sorrow to pass through his extraordinary understanding and never stop.
In the face of difficulties, we must have the same transcendent wisdom as Su Dongpo, face it with a normal heart, and accept God's gift of suffering with a mind that remains unchanged and adapts to the ever-changing.
Do you still remember the Tai Lihua who moved the whole of China? For her, life is bitter and miserable, but she faces it calmly. She buries the pain in a silent world, then faces the suffering with a smile and pursues her dreams with strength.
The stage bloomed beautifully in the light of Buddha. A silent woman danced her life to the extreme.
In the face of difficulties, we must have the same calmness as Tai Lihua, and let the flowers of success bloom in the soil of hardship!
Who said that suffering is God’s greatest gift to mankind.
Yes, suffering is a double-edged sword. It allows strong people to step on thorns to success, but makes weak people fall into the abyss of failure forever.
As we grow up, we must cherish every fall on the road, learn to grow up and learn to be calm.
Face the suffering with confidence, calmness and calmness! Rabindranath Tagore said: "Only through hellish training can one develop the power to create heaven. Only fingers that have shed blood can play the swan song of the world. Let life dance in suffering!"
The setting sun in the desert, A kind of brilliant bloom, the end of the world road, the wind and the sound of horse hooves! On the road to growth, confidence and calmness are always the best choices!
Thinking about the sky
Raise your head and look up at the blue sky through the window, stretching as far as the eye can see. The sky is so vast!
The sky is extremely big, bigger than the sea, because the sea will eventually have its end, but the sky does not. People say you are open-minded, but this is not the case. Valleys, like the sea, still have their boundaries, although they are often endless. If we change the word "humbly like a valley" to "humbly like a sky", the meaning may be a few layers deeper. The sky is always limitless and the horizon is never visible. In my opinion, the sky in the heart of a truly successful person should be so vast.
During the Warring States Period, Lin Xiangru, the Prime Minister of the State of Zhao, had an extremely vast sky in his heart. I believe everyone is familiar with the story of Lian Po and Lin Xiangru. Lian Po was self-righteous because he fought in the north and south and made great contributions to the state of Zhao. He gradually began to look down on Lin Xiangru, the prime minister of the court, because he believed that Lin Xiangru only talked in front of King Zhao and never led troops to quell any wars for Zhao.
Once, Lian Po's carriage collided with Lin Xiangru's. Lin Xiangru ordered his carriage driver to stop and let General Lian go first. But Lian Po was secretly proud, thinking that Lin Xiangru was afraid of him. In fact, Lin Xiangru did not give in to him because he was afraid of Lian Po. Lin Xiangru was far-sighted. He knew that Zhao Guowu had integrity in his military affairs and his own civil affairs, and other countries did not dare to act rashly. However, if he and Lian Po conflict and kill each other, other countries will take advantage of the situation and annihilate Zhao in one fell swoop.
Compared with the boundless sky in Lin Xiangru’s heart, the sky in my heart seems much smaller.
The scene from two days ago is still looping in my mind. That day, my good friend D and I broke up over a pencil. It's a very nice mechanical pencil, and one that I really like. Therefore, except for good friends, I will never lend it to anyone else.
That day was the last final exam in our school, but at this critical moment, D forgot to bring his pencil. I remember that morning, she came over and asked me to borrow a pencil. Although I was a little reluctant, I still lent her my favorite pencil. She promised me that she would return the pencil to me after the exam.
School was over in the blink of an eye, and I stood at the door of D’s classroom (we were in different classes) waiting for my beloved pencil. When I saw D walking out of it, I immediately ran over and asked her: "D, where is my pencil?" "I'm sorry," she still lowered her head, her tone full of guilt, "I'm sorry I took your pencil away. I lost it, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry.
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