I remember Boccaccio of Italy said that friendship is the most sacred thing. I don't think so. The most selfless and precious thing in the world is affection, which is much more important than friendship, and the affection between people is even more unique.
In the world, there are all kinds of people and everything will happen, but the only constant is affection, which is the love of parents for their children. This reminds me of an article I once read. The story happened in a fire in Daxing 'anling. A mother bird sent her child under a tree to protect her child. Although the mother bird was burned alive, her baby survived.
Around us, parents love their children everywhere. Parents face us with a selfless feeling. They are willing to go hungry and want us to eat and wear warm clothes. Some people may say that I am an orphan. Without parents, where can I get affection? But the assistance you received in the orphanage as a child was not full of affection, was it? Therefore, in the eyes of many people, family ties are as heavy as a thousand. But now some people think that family ties are worthless. I was surprised to find that many children do not cherish the fruits of their parents' labor more and more, and often only regard their parents as inexhaustible wealth. No matter how earnestly parents nag, they always turn a blind eye as if it had nothing to do with themselves. Children in the neighborhood have conflicts with their parents every day. Only when he is bullied by other children will he think of his parents. I also read a magazine about an old man in his seventies who couldn't even get in the door of his children's house, let alone have a meal there. These things that have never been heard before seem to be commonplace now.
Filial piety is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation. Confucianism once said that filial piety is the first; Reader magazine also reported that raising children is the instinct of all animals in the world, and only human beings know how to honor their parents. Should we also give up this virtue that only we humans have in all things? Will it also disappear from our generation? No, we must never give up, we must praise our family! Otherwise, how can you claim to be the spirit of all things?
Feel feelings
"Shake, shake, shake to the Waipo Bridge ..." I don't know who gently snorted and pulled me back from my thoughts. Waipoqiao, Waipoqiao, grandma must be looking at me again. In front of my eyes, it seems that she is leaning against her short figure, standing on the high threshold and leaning on the door on tiptoe. At this time, a deep affection, such as the warm sunshine in spring, spilled into my heart and made me feel extremely happy.
My grandmother is a loyal Jesuit. Every night, she always finished her meal early, knelt on the hard bed as usual, and led me to pray together. Because I was young, my grandmother was afraid that I couldn't stand kneeling on a too hard bed, so she found a cotton bag to cushion me. Grandma has never been to school in her life, but her way of praying is really unique, which can be called "methodical". Every time I say a word, I always add an "Amen" at the end. I have no idea what it means, and I don't think grandma understands it very well either. I just think it's fun to resonate with her. Every day, she will pray for her children and grandchildren one by one: I hope this is healthy and safe, and I wish everything well; Of course, there are also many words of praise for Jesus. Then there is singing, these songs, grandma will hum a few words from time to time. Many times, when I was tired of kneeling, I stole a look at her, but she was still kneeling. Thinking of grandma's leg illness for many years, I'm really worried that grandma can't bear it. So I asked, "Grandma, are you tired?" She struggled to raise her head: "Don't cross it, or it will be invalid." I stared at her in disbelief. Her eyes were wide open, full of firmness and piety. I had to stop talking and stare at the cotton bag.
As I grow older, I gradually understand that praying to Jesus is superstitious and there is no savior at all. So, I began to publicize to my grandmother: this is a superstitious practice and extremely unscientific. Her mouth is flat, her old face seems to have tears in her cloudy eyes. She seems offended. Yes, relatives and friends don't believe this at all. Now even I, who prayed with her since I was a child, have begun to doubt and alienate her. She trembled and said, "Who said that? A sincere person will definitely impress the savior! "
I won't argue with my grandmother anymore. Maybe she has a point. "If you are sincere, the stone will open." . The old man meant no harm. Prayer became her comfort, her pillar and her sustenance!
Recalling these, I also remembered the brown seeds that my grandmother specially sent from my mother the other day. The fragrance that wafts from time to time makes me cry. So, I couldn't help singing a poem:
Grandma made zongzi herself,
Travel thousands of miles,
Fall on my dining table;
A wisp of fragrance,
Full of love.
I opened the zongzi,
Seeing the ripe and fragrant rice grains,
Flashing with the expectations of relatives;
A sad, choking heart.
I munched on zongzi,
Two lines of tears,
Burn one's hands ...
Friendship is a chain that can lock each other's hearts.
Friendship is a bridge that can communicate with each other's inner world.
What is the definition of a friend in today's real society? Someone said, "Friends? Friends just use each other! " Some people also say, "Money is a friend, and no money is a bad friend."
And I don't think this word should be understood in such a narrow sense. I think friends should help each other, encourage each other, treat each other sincerely and understand each other, instead of a hypocritical friendship based on money relations.
True friendship is pure without a trace of dirt.
Sincere friendship is permanent, it will not stay for a while like water, but disappear in an instant.
Pure and sincere friendship is like a pine tree, standing at its peak for a long time. Time can't take it away, but it will always be greener, so new and so bright. ......
If a person's life does not have a confidant or friend, then his life is wasted. If you have many confidants and friends to share your happiness and sadness with you, your life will be full and successful. Therefore, having friends' friendship is the most precious wealth in life.
Friends and friendship are infinite. They exist around everyone. As long as you face them and grope for them, they are like fruits waiting for you to pick on the tree and delicious food waiting for you to taste. But our friendship is not long-lasting. For example, I have many good friends and many friendships. Maybe these friendships are not sincere, but at least they give me some comfort.
Your friendship should be won by yourself. Friendship lasts forever. Time, like water, will not take it away, but will only make it brighter and brighter.
I hope there are more sincere friendships and true confidants in the world, and I hope the world will be better!
The long road of life, there are many companions, there are many confidants!
In a blink of an eye, three more spring, summer, autumn and winter passed. Looking back, one piece and sadness are vivid in my mind. Among them, we shed excited tears, showed beautiful smiles and felt cordial care.
It's hard to find a bosom friend in a vast sea of people. In the long river of life, what we have to do is to make achievements. In the process of our hard work, we got the support of our friends. With friendship, people can often be promoted to be positive and develop together. With friendship, you can often find the way forward after you lose your way; With friendship, you can feel the joy of life more.
Looking at the photos of the next classmate, I can't help but sigh that time flies and never comes back, so after losing the beauty of the past, we should cherish our present study, life and even our present friendship. Good things are easy to lose, because what awaits us ahead is always the bumps on the road and the hardships on the road of learning. We will have no time to take care of the beautiful past and the noble friendship before, but only need to regard the ups and downs as pebbles on the road of life, kick them away hard, turn all our troubles into nothing and feel the warmth brought by friendship.
Pure friendship can often cover up the unhappiness in life. A look, a smile and a blessing can always eliminate the haze above your head, so we should cherish the present friendship. Don't always think that these are things other than struggle. In this way, people will only lose their way, become weak and be lonely all their lives.
Friendship is a weight in our hearts, which can always adjust the balance in our hearts. As time goes by, friendship will be diluted, but we should not wait until it is lost to know how to cherish it. We should grasp the present friendship and face it bravely. This may have a great impact on life. In life, there are several forces working together, and the dawn of success may come earlier.
Let's cherish the present, grasp the friendship, advance hand in hand on the road of life, and strive for the ideal.
Teachers are hard-working gardeners, who give their all and patiently teach us learning skills. Teachers are engineers of human souls and teach us to stand on our own two feet. We saplings thrive under the tireless teaching and motherly care of teachers. Teacher Wei in the fourth grade impressed me deeply.
Teacher Wei is in his forties, of medium build, with a pair of small eyes, which are very bright against the high nose bridge. She treats her students like her own children. If someone is injured or sick, she is more anxious than anyone else. Once, when I was in an art school, I suddenly felt a stomachache and reported it to my teacher. She quickly asked me about my situation and listened to what the teacher cared about. My pain seems to have eased a lot, and I persisted. But my disappointed stomach is facing me, the pain is coming again, and my face is getting paler and paler. At this time, the teacher immediately informed my father to take me to the hospital for treatment. In the process of waiting, time flows slowly, as if it had stopped, the pain intensified, and the sweat of the bean kept dripping. At this time, the teacher was anxious like a cat on hot bricks-running around, she comforted me softly, and at the same time gently stroked my stomach with both hands, trying to say something to make me happy. I was deeply impressed by her caring eyes. At that moment, I was in pain, but I enjoyed the teacher's care happily.
More importantly, Mr. Wei has always been committed to imparting knowledge to us, often visiting our home, giving parents the best plan on how to educate their children, asking about our study at home, and giving guidance on our shortcomings after understanding. Before the final exam, the students entered a tense review stage. It happened that at this juncture, Mr. Wei was ill. After the bell rang, our class was still noisy and talked about it like a frying pan. Suddenly, her figure appeared at the door of the classroom, and the whole class was immediately silent, and everyone looked at it in surprise.
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The teacher is the big dipper in the sky, pointing out the direction for the students; The teacher is the coolest spring in the mountain, watering our flower bones with sweet mountain springs; Teachers are lush green leaves, protecting us with their powerful bodies.
When I first entered the school and became a primary school student, I felt that the campus was very warm. The teacher gave us love and care.
In the fourth grade, we have a new head teacher, you. Since we met you, we have been trying to adapt. You are strict with every assignment, collect it, and then correct it page by page. At the top of each question, there will be a bright red checkmark. In the lower right corner of each assignment, your handwriting is printed.
Gradually, you obviously have dark circles. I believe you must be still preparing lessons in the moonlight. In order to let us learn useful knowledge, how much effort you have devoted to us!
I remember last time, the teacher caught a cold. We thought you wouldn't come, but you walked onto the platform with your textbook. He said in a hoarse voice, "Class!" I really admire your spirit.
"Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night." Teacher, this sentence is not what you said! How worthy of our study is dedication!
I love you, teacher!
"Gently, I'm going. Just like I came gently ... "Mr. Xu Zhimo's poem Farewell to Cambridge triggered our thoughts on farewell.
In the writings of ancient and modern poets, farewell is often a kind of sadness. "Reunion after a long separation, reunion after a long separation, the east wind rises and flowers fall", what a sad farewell! "Then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only his hoofprint", what a lost farewell! However, I don't like this reluctant farewell. I prefer the enlightened farewell of "However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor". Because farewell is actually another new beginning of life.
When Edison left his caring mother to look for a job everywhere, this farewell to his mother meant the beginning of Edison's invention career; When Bill Gates left his hometown Seattle to start Microsoft in other places, this farewell to his hometown meant a new beginning of his career. When Lu Xun gave up medicine and returned to China to start his writing career, this farewell to his mentor, Mr. Fujino, meant another beginning of his life journey. It can be seen that saying goodbye to old things means the beginning of new things, so saying goodbye is not a sad thing.
However, not everyone can face farewell with an open mind. Many people forget the new beginning after saying goodbye because they are so sad about it. These people are often too attached to the past to face new people and things, let alone start over.
Everyone will encounter this kind of thing in his life. People will say goodbye to their classmates and friends. They will say goodbye to their parents and relatives. If we take these farewells as a new beginning, we can go better in our later life. Countless great men and celebrities in history have provided us with examples: Helen bid farewell to the deaf and became a blind female writer and social activist; The Wright brothers bid farewell to the playful bamboo dragonfly, but invented the plane; Hawking bid farewell to the pain of terminal illness and wrote A Brief History of Time. Therefore, as long as you treat farewell with broad mind and tenacious perseverance, success may be beckoning to you.
Say goodbye to the past, you will usher in a new beginning, and your future will be better.
Say goodbye to ...
It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. -Gong Zizhen
When waving goodbye, we saw the firm belief in their eyes; When we turned to leave, we saw their tall backs. They turned grief into peace. Their words make sadness rise; They leave sadness as loyalty. When they walk alone in history, they say goodbye instead of sadness.
Wen cheng ru fan
She looked back and saw the beautiful Datang Jiangshan drifting away on the endless ancient road. She clearly heard the whispers of swallows in her hometown and the kind cries. But after wiping away her tears, she bid farewell to prosperity and family and went to sow the seeds of peace beyond the Great Wall. Her youth disappeared in the yellow sand everywhere, and her beauty was eclipsed in the eternal cold. Looking back, it was her persistence in saying goodbye and the blessing of rockhopper.
Farewell is not sadness, but a colorful bridge of peace.
Gou Jian left the country.
The cry of defeat after the war still seems to ring in my ears. He stood at the gate in a slave suit. He is surrounded by his beloved city, which is now in ruins. Through the layers of farewell, he didn't see the sadness. His tearful eyes are expectation and support. Yes, he said goodbye and resolutely walked to the stable of the prince of Wu. He may be humiliated, but he won't forget to eat and drink. Goodbye.
Farewell is not sadness, but persistence.
Qu Yuan threw ginger.
Alone in the boat, he gradually moved away from the capital. Chu Huaiwang's cold eyes still echoed in his mind. The river was cold and he didn't miss it. Standing by the river, he saw the expression of people trying to retain, and also saw the children holding high the translation and reading materials of Li Sao. That's enough. It's better to go home after being humiliated. This is the last farewell of life. He's smiling, smiling at Yong Jun, smiling.
Farewell is not sadness, but touching loyalty.
That's enough. I wish you success in the senior high school entrance examination.