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One child doesn't know what an echo is. Once, he stood alone in the wilderness and shouted, "Hello! Hey! " The nearby hill immediately reflected his echo: "Hello! Hey! " He called again, "Who are you?" The echo replied, "Who are you?" He screamed again: "You are a fool!" Immediately came the answer of "idiot" from the mountain. The child was very angry and scolded the hill. However, Hill gave him a rude reply. When the child came home, he told his mother, and her mother said to him, "Son, that's what you did wrong. If you speak kindly to it, it will treat you kindly. In fact, many things in the world are like this! " Please write an article on "Echo". Requirements: 1. To analyze the problem from multiple angles, as long as it is related to the topic, it conforms to the meaning of the problem. 2. Style is not limited. You can tell stories, express feelings, make comments and expand your imagination. 3. The topic is self-made. 4. Not less than 800 words. [Topic analysis] "Echo" is a natural phenomenon. In fact, many things in the world have similarities and similarities with them. There are folk proverbs, such as "When you plant a peony, there are thorns", famous sayings, such as "Deal with a man as he deals with you", ancient poems, such as "Return a peach to a plum", and slogans in the early 1960s, such as "I am for everyone and everyone is for me", all of which are "echoes". In real life, as long as we pay a little attention, we will find many "echo" phenomena, such as giving and returning, understanding others and being understood, deceiving life and being teased by life, destroying the environment and being punished by nature. Echo contains rich and profound philosophy of life and society. "Echo" is also a topic of great practical significance: creating a good interpersonal, social and natural environment is the call of the times. Students can gallop in the space of association and imagination, capture the material related to "echo", describe the phenomenon of "echo" with wonderful pen, analyze the essence of "echo" and write meaningful and colorful chapters. [Selected Works] Heaven is merciless. The M-I Planet in Fangya, Henan Province is our lovely home. 1000 years ago, after our ancestors moved here from the earth to settle down, they learned lessons, followed the laws of nature, shared their destiny with other life generations, and won the favor of Mother M-I planet. Working relationship, I have been to M-I planet, M-S planet and M-N planet, but my boss just won't let me go to the nearest earth, saying that it is not a place where people can go and stay. But a scientist's personality can't make me give up any ideas. In July 4050, I was allowed to fly to the earth and return to my "hometown" because I insisted on writing a military order. Arriving at the starship base, I boarded a dark green spaceship numbered FS-04. The spacecraft started and flew into the time tunnel along the silver-white orbit. Outside the window, everything seems to be frozen-in the superluminal environment, you won't feel the movement of external objects. I am an explorer, and I also play the role of a root seeker. Anyone with a little knowledge of biological history knows that we originated from the earth and are descendants of the earth people. The history book "Ancient History" said: "The earth, the birthplace of ancient human civilization, was destroyed in about 3000 AD." I was lost in thought, my heart flew to the earth where humans were made, and finally drove them away ... At first the fluorescent light flashed and the spaceship stopped. I put on my mask, boarded the adventure car and drove out of the spaceship. In front of me are: charred land, desolate mountains, dirty rivers and leaden sky ... at this moment, my consciousness as a descendant of the earth awakened and revived. With a heavy heart, I came to the broken bricks I had seen in the pictures sent back by the satellite. In front of it is a huge mottled stone tablet with six big characters engraved on the front, and in the north is the inscription written by Dr. Kane, the greatest scientist at that time: "In the later period, the people of the earth retreated into the square made of metal and cement, still claiming to be the masters of the earth, continuing to ruthlessly plunder other creatures, wantonly plundering the earth's resources, still using low-energy fuels such as coal and oil as energy sources, and the pollution of nuclear weapons used in the war, resulting in frequent acid rain and fog, and a sharp decline in forest vegetation. Mother Earth's life failed again because of the ozone hole and the rampant ultraviolet rays. Extremely smart and stupid humans have to give up the ball to escape. " Kane will stay here forever and die for Mother Earth. Towns, villages, factories, farmland, mines, reservoirs, railways, power stations, airports, overpasses ... the ruins everywhere are lifeless, and the broad outline still makes us imagine its once vitality and glory, but the shallowness, blindness, arrogance and arbitrariness of human beings are doomed to the destruction of the earth civilization. The ruthlessness of the world is false, and the ruthlessness of human beings is real. The sun set, and when it was time to return, the beautiful figure of N-I planet slowly appeared in my mind, and in an instant, it was drowned by the desolation everywhere. Tears can't help falling. However, God doesn't believe in tears. Back to the M-I planet, I stayed indoors for three days and didn't see anyone. I vowed to use all my savings to erect thousands of huge stone tablets similar to Kane on the planet we live in today, so as to warn the world that we can't repeat the mistakes of our ancestors at any time and anywhere. It is also necessary to build a bigger spaceship and let more people return to their "hometown" on earth. But as the son of Mother Earth, my more arrogant plan is to revive the life of Mother Earth. Thanks to the echo, when Yinpeng in Henan was just running and playing, I like to shout with all my strength in the empty yard, and then listen to the carefree voice of returning home with curiosity and joy. When I am sensible, I will laugh or shout in the wilderness alone when I have joy, anger, decline and joy in my heart, and the reverberating voice will become a share and promise with me. If I used to listen to the echo as my own voice, it was not until a brand-new experience that I finally realized with joy that echo is not a simple reproduction of sound, but a living language. It was a recent summer vacation. Long-term accumulation of short-term personality and superficial understanding of life have finally brewed a thrilling storm in school. I am struggling between the peaks and valleys of my life. The future seems to be a sailboat about to be subverted, and hope may just be a looming mast on the water ... To relieve my depression, I went running. Qingdao Laoshan, a beautiful mountain overlooking the sea. The Taoist of Laoshan attracted me to climb the long-awaited summit in the scorching sun, but my heart suddenly solidified into a lofty silence. Endless blue sky and sea, green hills coming and going in all directions. This is a kind of how vigorous the nature of the surging vitality? I moved my lips, but I couldn't find any exciting words except salty sweat. A gust of wind blew, and there was a flash of lightning in the silent thoughts. No, I opened my arms independently, and my long-accumulated voice and strength condensed into a "hello-"and flew out between mountains and seas. In an instant, the echo of "Hello-Hello-Hello-Hello ..." came like a raging wave and drowned me ... I stood alone at the top of the mountain. The sea holds the mountains, the sky is connected with the earth, and the echo surges in my heart. And traveling thousands of miles, perhaps just to appreciate the echo, is amazing. Gradually, the echo faded away, but those unforgettable memories, youthful longings and expectant eyes came up like rising sea water, telling and asking. That is, in silence, I feel unprecedented. I condensed all my questions about life into one word "hello", and the mountains and seas answered the same language, which seemed to be sound, but in fact it was silent. I smiled easily: what flew away was loss and hesitation, and what came back was enthusiasm and hope. Yes, I will spread my wings and fly again, whether there is wind, rain or lightning ahead. Human language is only a question of life, but silence is the cultivation of life and the eternal answer to the question. Don't imagine that the world will give you a direct answer. Discovery and perception are the true meaning of life. Echo is such a language that inspires life with repetition and silence, but are you listening attentively? In Henan, the ancestors of my hometown used to call my father "Da", and I also called my father "Da", which is the most kind name for my father. I am a cow, a mountain or a sea ... 49 years old, I am no longer young. The once tall and straight back has been bent by difficult days; Once black hair has been dyed white by vicissitudes of life; The once handsome face has been washed out by wind, frost, rain and snow; Just for my son, infatuation will not change. I sat on the threshold smoking the lowest price cigarette and coughing violently from time to time. "How much will it cost next month?" I asked. "One hundred ... two ..." I mumbled. I want 150 yuan, but I won't say it. I seemed to see my heart and gave me 200 yuan. "That's all the money in the family, or you spent a lot of money selling wheat. At present, wheat is only 30 cents more than a catty, and it is not easy for us to earn a penny. You must save some money at school. " My mom keeps reminding me. "See what you say these? The children are so old that they don't understand anything? " I yelled at my mother. "To eat well at school, you need money to spend. Study with peace of mind and don't worry about your family. I can still earn money for your education. " My big talk is full of care and confidence. Soil preparation, seedling raising, branching, vine pressing ... Sweat watered the melon skin, and painstaking efforts moistened the red flesh of the melon skin. I worked hard to plant three acres of watermelon for several months, and finally I can harvest it. Because there is too much rain, melons bear less and are small. What's more sad is that the melon seller has lowered the price of melons-only 89 cents a catty. I decided to go out and sell melons myself. I packed a car full of melons, and I pulled them in front. Bend like a bow, and the car rope is deeply pulled into the shoulder. I helped push it in the back. Poisonous sunshine generally stung my body, and when I reached a vicious slope, my big waist was more arched and my car rope was tighter. I'm about to climb to the top of the mountain. Suddenly, the rope broke, the car slipped and the watermelon fell all over the floor. His face suddenly turned black and blue, like a child who did something wrong, looking at me blankly, his eyes full of remorse, helplessness and helplessness. My heart suddenly trembled. I turned my head, tears and sweat flowed to my lips, very salty, very salty ... On the fourth day of the first month, I went to work in the south with my luggage on my back. I followed him silently and sent him to the ferry. "Big, when will you come back?" "When I went to college this year." I still walk without looking back. Snowflakes are floating in the air. Looking at my old and thin back, I feel guilty. Without culture and skills, what can he do in the south? Just to ... tears blurred my vision. Tears seemed to see him with a dirty bag on his back, hunched over, looking for a tin can or a piece of broken iron on the stinking garbage dump. ...