Just when I was in Chinese class in grade two of primary school, the teacher took a little girl. After introducing myself, I know her name is Xu Yanan, and she comes from the countryside. I looked up and down for a while and saw that she had a pair of small eyes, so small that she could only see a crack; A big flat nose, as big as a pumpkin; Thick lips, so thick that people feel that she never talks ... I keep these in mind, and the word "ugly" comes to mind. What makes me even more angry is that the teacher asked her to be my counterpart.
But all this, with one thing happening, has changed my impression of her 180.
Once in a science class, the teacher wrote a natural knowledge on the blackboard, so let's copy it down. At that time, I was notoriously careless, and I forgot to bring at least one thing a day. That was not the case. I rummaged through my desk and my schoolbag, but I still couldn't find my notebook. Seeing that the teacher was about to approach me, I was about to find that I forgot to bring my notebook, and I was struck by lightning at once. Xu Yanan grabbed half of his notebook with both hands and pushed it to me. I was almost stunned. "You ..." I was breathless with surprise, but Xu Yanan spoke: "Parity, you can use it!" Listening to her nonstandard Mandarin, I finally said, "You ... isn't this the soft copy that your aunt just sent you back from Beijing?" How can you give up! " Xu Yanan smiled at me and said, "Take it!" Looking at her notebook, I remembered that Xu Yanan's pencil broke lead in math class a few days ago. As there was no knife, she dug by hand, as if she had just finished the chimney. She gave me a pleading look. I knew I had a knife, but I still ignored her. Because it took a lot of time to dig a pencil, Xu Yanan didn't finish her homework, and she was severely criticized by the teacher ... Now, she is willing to tear off such a delicate soft face, so that I won't be criticized by the teacher. I am very touched. At the moment the bell rang, I finished my natural homework. After handing in my homework, I wrote a note to Xu Yanan, with only three words "I'm sorry" on it, but these three short words ushered in Xu Yanan's generous and precious note, "Never mind, let bygones be bygones, and may our friendship last forever". From then on, we became good friends until the third grade, when Xu Yanan transferred to another school.
Xu Yanan, she left a deep impression on me, because from her, I learned to be tolerant, generous and helpful.
Helpless gambler Wen/Sprite girl
Maybe when I was silent, life brought me a lot and took away a lot. There are things worth getting back and things I should give up. Maybe I dare not face up to these problems, because I am tired of my body and really have no strength to fight against anything, and now I am trying to get back what I deserve from the destiny takes a hand. After repeated baptism of reality, I know too little about life. It seems that there is only ruthlessness, cruelty, helplessness and no beauty in the dictionary of life. Have I changed? No I don't. I just put a sharp knife in my life.
Perhaps age is flying, and maturity is close to the soul. The desire for knowledge is getting stronger and stronger, and the effort is always out of proportion to the return. Before, I could put my studies first, because at that time, I still had reason and strength to pursue. I believe that the Lightbringer is ahead, so I fight against fate. Recently, I discovered that the back can never be faked, and fate is destined to be arranged. After going back and forth through a school course, I finally got nothing, and I was confused about knowledge, so I had an illusion. It seems that everything I have done, everything has become more than that, and everything is no longer fruitful.
I feel very lonely. In front of life, everything is barely decorated, barely lived, barely studied, and barely made myself happy. Slowly began to believe that the meaning of life is very slight, and the feelings of chasing began to learn to give up. After graduating from junior high school, I chose a secondary school and stepped into it. I think everything is beautiful, and everything is the same as I thought. In a few years, I will step into the society without regrets and get close to my ideal. But every good thing lives in my leisure, but everything runs counter to it and leaves my plan one by one. Efforts are no longer fruitful, no matter how I resist, I will still go back to the worst place. Maybe this is my only experience when I came here, and the result I paid was no result. To this end, I began to live in the incomprehension of my family. It seems that I have to vent my pain again and again, and I am the only one supporting the dark sky. I am so tired, but I dare not say it boldly, because everything is my choice. Maybe all I can accept is to face all the helplessness.
In life, everyone wants to win in fate, but there are always losers. I should also be divided into the latter, facing myself and facing life. Maybe I lost badly now, and I fell badly. I gambled my youth on learning courses and left my dream on a small tree that didn't know the hope of withering. Knowing that there is no light ahead, I continue to wait (technical secondary school diploma).
Maybe I should go-I have already gone, maybe I should stay-there is a kind of sadness waiting, knowing that the road ahead is not worth waiting, but I can only choose to stay in the face of helplessness. Maybe I am really a gambler who gambles with fate, but I bet on priceless youth, not gold, silver and jewels.
Sometimes /zdq8 13520
Come, bring nothing; It's gone. I didn't take anything. . .
Walking quietly on the lawn with leaves piled up, I feel very gentle. I don't know what I was thinking. Recently, my mind is empty, I have no spirit, no energy, and I seem to have no confidence to struggle. . . Everything seems to be over. I really want to sleep in my warm bed every day, without worry and competition, but that's impossible. How can you live such an independent life in such a society? I am a girl, an ordinary girl. I want to live and find my own life. But what life has brought me is something I can't feel.
Living in this society. Makes me feel very tired and I don't know why. Maybe I have lost confidence in life. I am tired. Facing the same boss, the same employees, the same job and the same time every day, I don't know what life is.
I don't know what I live in this world for, love, affection and friendship. I don't know, I'm a little numb, because nothing in my life can make me feel wonderful. It is not easy to live in this world, but it also makes me feel very happy.
I don't know if my life is good, but I have people I love and people who love me. Although life is not colorful, it makes me feel good. People are sometimes unhappy because they have money, sometimes unhappy because they have power, and sometimes unhappy because they have authority. It's not that ordinary people are unhappy, but that happiness is different as long as you love everyone. And my happiness, I don't know what it is, maybe it is. . .
Thanks for life
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chenzhou daily
Life has brought me a lot of suffering.
My life was supposed to be happy and carefree. I have good grades and conduct since I was a child. I am the darling of my classmates and a good student in the eyes of teachers. I had the honor to attend the first Young Pioneers Congress on behalf of Chenzhou City and was received by the leaders of the provincial party committee and government. But fate played tricks on people. 12 years old, with type I diabetes. The doctor told me clearly that I can't eat fruit, sugar and insulin for life.
In the PLA 169 Hospital, I learned to give myself injections and persisted for many years. Now with the growth of age, the dose of injections is getting bigger and bigger, and the function of the body is getting more and more hindered. I'm not afraid of getting sick. I am still full of longing and yearning for the future. I made up my mind: I want to be a useful person in the future.
With this desire, I motivate myself to overcome my illness and study hard. I walked into the university gate with a medicine bottle. At school, every time the bell rings, students flock to the canteen. I have to go to the dormitory for an injection to eat, and I have to wait for half an hour to eat. The students began to feel strange, and it took me a long time to tell them the truth. Everyone admires my perseverance and they often help me. When I was sick and went to the hospital, they bought me food, amused me and helped me with my homework. After graduating from college, I was assigned to work in Beihu District State Taxation Bureau. I have just entered the society and am full of energy. I actively participate in various activities organized by the party branch of the bureau. Due to illness, my physical strength is naturally poor, but I never want to fall behind. No matter what difficulties and hardships, I try my best to do it. Although my fate seems to be more bumpy than others, I love my life. I learned to face the helplessness and helplessness of life. Many times, I don't cry in front of people, but I swallow my stomach with tears in my eyes. I have established a correct ideological and moral outlook and learned to seriously understand and feel the world. I feel that since I live in this society, I have the responsibility and obligation to live.
My father told me from an early age that a person can't achieve great things without knowledge. I like reading since I was a child. Every day after school, I rush home, and after finishing my homework, I can't wait to read my favorite books. My parents also like reading, and there are many books at home, including Chinese and foreign classics, ancient and modern legends, and literary encyclopedias. I personally like to subscribe to Yilin of Shanghai Translation Publishing House.
After working for several years, I passed the self-study exam and entered Changchun Taxation College. There are many of my brothers and sisters and many colleagues from other cities. From them, I learned to be diligent and conscientious, and I also learned the responsibility as a tax cadre.
I have read such a sentence: the process of life is destined to be from restlessness to tranquility, from brilliance to dullness, and all the noise will eventually pass. I let myself slowly learn to accept dullness, put the normal heart on words and deeds, and put success or failure outside, just asking for no shame.
200 1 at the end of April, because of stomach dysfunction, I didn't have any appetite, so I seldom ate at noon and at night that day, which led to hypoglycemia and coma at night. I don't know when I fainted, but my friend found out and told my parents before sending them to the hospital. Only afterwards did I know that the doctor told my parents that I had been in a coma for at least 10 hours, and it was hard to say whether I could wake up. Even if you wake up, you will become a vegetable or an idiot. The whole family was anxious, and their parents insisted that the hospital take measures to give active treatment. No matter how much it costs, it doesn't matter what the future result is. This coma is 10 for more than 0 days. After 10 days, I finally woke up. Subconsciously I want to live. I just woke up for a while and couldn't walk, talk or eat, but my desire to survive prompted me to have stronger perseverance, and all my patients were moved by my strength.
This illness made me forget a lot of things at work. Tax work is inseparable from computers. In order to adapt to work as soon as possible, I used my spare time to study in a local computer training class at my own expense. The leader arranged for me to do office work. Besides doing my job well, I often find time to read business books. After several years of hard work, I have basically adapted to the work.
In the past long years, there have been ups and downs and great changes, but it seems that there is still a lack of gorgeous colors. But I am still grateful for life, which has taught me a lot. Life is long, and I know what I should go and do. I cherish my life and I will cherish everything I have. (Zhou Jing)
Love is like an umbrella.
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User name: Xiao Hang.
It's raining again, and the drizzle has brought my thoughts far away and brought back that distant memory.
In the early 1980s, I remember my family was poor when I was a child. When it rains, my mother always makes me put on a plastic sheet to go to school. I don't even have a plastic raincoat. When I saw that many students had beautiful plastic raincoats with flower patterns or a flower umbrella, I had a strange smell in my heart, so I pestered my mother to buy a flower umbrella. My mother always said, "My mother will buy it for you in the future. Now you should study hard and not just wear it. " After listening to my mother, I nodded helplessly. The poncho I use is getting smaller every year, either because the cover is crooked or because my clothes are wet by the wind, with holes and holes. My mother has been using a small piece of plastic cloth to stick it with a torch, and it really can't be used in the third year. My mother bought me a new pink raincoat, which made me really happy for a while, but it didn't dilute my desire for an umbrella.
One day, when I was making up lessons for my classmates, it rained heavily again. I didn't bring my raincoat. Just when I was worried, a flower umbrella stood on my head, with red flowers on the light green background. What a beautiful umbrella. "Let's go together" is my head teacher, Miss Mo, who can accompany me for a while, but my home is much farther than hers. Along the way, the teacher encouraged me to study hard and be a good monitor. She confirmed my belief in expectation and encouragement, and the teacher insisted on sending me home. When I arrived at my door, I found that half of her clothes were soaked, and I was a little touched.
I still long for a beautiful umbrella. My mother always says, "I'll buy it for you then." ? What time? Looking at my parents' busy figure, I dare not expect it. I gradually buried this seed of hope in my heart. I passed Yinglin No.1 Middle School with the best result in the whole school year, and my mother smiled with my report card. The next day, my mother happily bought an umbrella, but it was a black straight umbrella. My mother said that the flower umbrella is not as strong as the black cloth umbrella, which is far from what I longed for. I feel a sense of loss, I have no joy. I found a trace of melancholy in my mother's eyes, and later I learned that my mother had gone a long way to buy that umbrella. At that time, my father's salary seemed to be only a few tens of dollars a month, and my mother earned work points in the family team, and an umbrella was five dollars. Five yuan is very important for a family of five, and it is a luxury for a family like ours. I just feel how selfish my desires are, and my innocence has hurt my mother unintentionally.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, I have a family and my own children. Only then did I understand my mother's melancholy and the hardships of life. On the wall of my living room, there is a large decorative umbrella painted with "eight horses". Whenever I see it, I always recall the umbrella. Now I have a folding umbrella, a beautiful lace umbrella, an anti-ultraviolet parasol and so on. At home, I always miss the days of wearing ponchos intentionally or unintentionally. It was the ruthless years that gave me sentimental memories. Home is an invisible umbrella, and parents' love is like an umbrella. When you are depressed and troubled, it is such an invisible umbrella that holds up a clear sky for us. Cherish what we have, don't use indifference, but use selfishness to hurt the innocent.
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