About inspirational essay collection 9 pieces
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Inspirational Essay Part 1
The day is dusk, the night is about to hang down, the cold wind in the air melancholy cry.
I stood in the street sadly, the pain of failure cones in their own depths, numbness filled my entire body, unconscious. I don't know how many times I've failed and how many times I've given up. Each time always swore to myself that I could not give up, never again fail, but each time the result is the same - failure." Failure is the mother of success", I can not help but have unlimited doubts about this sacred maxim, after all, I failed many, many times, yet still no success, this monthly examination, completely failed.
Night, devouring the last trace of sunlight, the street lamps on both sides of the miserable, hazy. Perhaps it is because I love basketball, unknowingly I came to the basketball court in the park.
Although the court has been blurred, but still vaguely visible a little boy, through the dim light tired to play basketball. Suddenly, the boy put out a not beautiful shooting posture, the ball then in the air out of a very irregular arc, see the ball is about to enter the basket, only to hear the "bang" sound, the ball was mercilessly ejected. My heart was shocked, the ball fell to the ground as if I lost my heart. The ball has been rejected several times, I can no longer control my own suppression, tears - finally broke through the eyes, rushed to the cheeks. Quickly close your eyes, the darkness of the scene is still mercilessly flashed: time and time again failure, time and time again blow, after the torment only left himself a lonely figure; cruel facts such as the tears in front of the eyes, merciless and real, so that it is difficult to accept, the late fall of the leaves, sent to write the sadness in the confusion of me, seem so pale and so helpless; night is deep, the heart is also deep. The empty basket is my heart, rejecting everything. In the face of the hateful failure, I have no courage to face, I can only choose to give up!
The melancholy people are independent, the remote and lonely soul. The wind is still blowing coldly, disturbing my incomparable messy heart. Wipe off the wobbly teardrops, the blurred little boy then clear up, poor him, cast a number of parabolic, always by the merciless fact to play with. Unbelievable, how he is still interested in picking up that rejected basketball again and again!
Finally, the boy grew impatient and ventually kicked the ball elsewhere, muttering something under his breath. His mother walked over to his dead side, stroked his head, and said, "It's not that you're stupid or not motivated enough to throw it in, it's that you don't understand the nature of it, and you should take responsibility for that ball every time you take a shot, and you should respect that ball, you've got to pay attention to it, with all your heart and with absolute dedication to throw it in."
"Boom" resounded, and the ball actually hit the boards and went in! The boy clenched his fists and made a victory pose, and it went in, it did go in! My heart also rippled a layer, is it both the so-called responsible, respect, persistence, the success behind it is that the ancient interpretation of the myth? After that, the little boy and then threw in three balls, I was the ball into the heart of the deep sense: the original countless times of failure is not failure, time and again to give up is called failure, failure is often behind the success of the beginning.
Now found the street lights up, warm into my heart. Eyes to stop tears, shooting a vector light, the corners of the mouth with a hint of a long-lost smile. I firmly understand everything: since I want to be a candle should emit the light of hope; since I have become a musical note, I should play a grand movement; since I am a man of honor, I should be upwardly mobile and persistent. Be responsible for your own affairs and respect the people and things around you. In the face of failure, I can not give up lightly, persistence is their own road, and the road to success is also persistence.
The little boy took the ball out of the square, his grandmother handed him a tantalizing apple, bite - really bitter sweet. I can not help but think of their own future, if life in the let me taste failure, my choice will certainly not be to give up, but persistence.
Inspirational Essay Part 2The years have wasted your pride, messy footsteps but rich in rules, pale instead of the pride of your childhood. Your dreams are shattered on impact, so ridiculous, and your smile is full of mockery, breaking the pride of others, sentence by sentence. Childhood youthful arrogance, now timid and cowardly bullying. If your efforts are just a bland pay, then the world can let you roll out of the splendor at any time. Not to be sensational, but to be long-lasting?! If you expect that, then you can live your life in mediocrity. The whirlpool of the years is unforgiving, and a word of blessing floods the faint ripples.
Shouting at the peak of the low tide, then did you discard the arrogance of your life, the high tide of life, then did you trample on the low end with both feet? You forget that once you also lost your dignity like them, and now trample on the arrogance of others. Have you ever thought that when one day other people's hands to push you into the abyss of ten thousand feet, but you can only like a dog barking low, licking the paws of others, others are your king, holding the scepter of your future, embracing your former consort, trampling on you still.
When the time makes you from sharp to no diamond angle, makes you from arrogant to low voice, makes you from no trouble, become unbearable. If you have not deprived others of their dignity, others will not deprive you of your dignity, and if you have not imprisoned others of their freedom, others will not imprison you of your freedom. Interests and feelings can only be one or the other, interests make you stand on top of the peak, but alone, feelings make you in the world's low, but full of spiritual feelings. When you defy the world, you know who as you scorned you.
The setting sun reflected on your `back', the cold wind stimulating your face, nostalgic for the warmth of the morning sun, although you know that it has become a reflection of the past, pacing on the shoulders of the marble, looking up at the gray vault of the sky, looking at the clouds that have no end. Nostalgic dreams of grand luxury, accompanied by soft songs of light sweetness, blossom in the depths of memory in icy blue. The memories he created, lurking in the engravings of the tombstone, polished clean by running water, finally have an outlet for their feelings.
Inspirational Essay Part 3Becoming a good dancer has always been my ideal. After high school, I told my parents that I want to be a dance art student, their eyes are full of surprise, in the eyes of their parents, to become a dance art student will have to bear the risk of a decline in cultural achievement, but after repeated consideration, my parents still decided to support me. Father said to me: "grow up so big, the road of life should be chosen by yourself, we respect your idea, but since learning, you must insist." In this way, I put on the long-desired dancing shoes and began to write my own dream with my feet. And the process was not as easy as I thought.
In the first semester of the first year of high school, sometimes my feet hurt so much that I couldn't even walk well after practicing the basic training, and the freshness that I originally had as a child disappeared all of a sudden. Sometimes, even the courage to step into the dance studio are lost. But whenever this time, my father's warm words, as well as the words full of expectation and encouragement, immediately surrounded my thoughts, let me shame.
Whenever this time comes, I think of the careful education and guidance given to me by my dance teacher, and the persistence and pursuit of dance by my schoolmates, which encourages me and pushes me forward. Now, I have been accustomed to this life, more like this life. I am used to pressing my legs and practicing on the handle bar every day, and I am used to staying in sweat and enjoying the pain every day; because I hope to go farther and farther on the road of pursuing my own dream ......
When the time light has not yet passed through the dense treetops, and when we are walking on the road of art, I think of this sentence: we. are dream seekers. Everyone on the road to the art exam has a "painful" memories. However, I am still proud of this life. Maybe in the school, we are special, some people think we are "new and different", but we are still proud - for the dream of art in our hearts. It is said that the dream is destined to travel alone, walking on this road, we have suffered setbacks and questions, but no matter how far the road, bumpy, I believe that full of dreams and confidence, we will always wait until the beautiful moment of the fire tree and silver flowers.
Inspirational Essay Part 4As the world economy changes and develops, so do diseases. The World Health Organization predicts that depression will become the main "killer" of mankind in the 21st century. In junior high school, I also met this "killer". It wasn't until recently that I realized I had depression. Similar to most people, helplessness, fear of loneliness ...... all kinds of bad emotions seriously weakened the psychological endurance, a little thing can make me sad, sad, sobbing. Pessimism, sadness, lack of self-confidence, nothing can lift the spirit, but also often afraid of "incompetence" to be ridiculed.
I was looked down upon in my class because of my appearance. Can you imagine a short, fat, pimple-faced, old-fashioned, and mumbling person being popular in a class of rich people? Because they were from good families, their lifestyles differed from the norm, resulting in their progress and other aspects of their thinking being different from mine. There's a saying, "What goes around comes around." Since none of them belonged to that circle, they were excluded. Their taunts, ridicule and exclusion made me feel that going to school was like going to hell. Luckily, I was okay in school and had a few friends. Nevertheless, it is still very afraid of going to school, in these days, the most happy thing than sick, because sick do not have to go to school.
Days like a swamp, soft to the physical strength, confidence and hope a little bit swallowed. The people who have no hope almost lose the meaning of life. At this time I only have the last trace of strength, that is from the strength of relatives and friends. But they didn't give me any encouragement - which made me very sad. And they all thought I was a rambunctious person, too sensitive. Alas, they couldn't understand what I was thinking at all. Dad also took my lack of confidence as humility. He thought it was good, and that it was never wrong to be humble. In the absence of timely guidance, I moved on to the stage of suicide. But in the dead of night, leaning out of the window and looking at the instantly beautiful night scene, the cold wind attacked people. The cold blade had long been close to my wrist, and with one push I could have escaped from this annoying world. No, the head seems to be awakened by the cold wind in a sudden moment. I can't just leave like this, I can't let the people who love me and care about me be sad, and I'm still so young, there's still so much undone.
Pessimism, low self-esteem counts for nothing, even if heaven extinguished that lamp, I have to light it myself. After reading a lot of inspirational books, I realized that it was just a small stone that pinched my foot. As much as the small stone pained me, it was just a small stone. Compared to Karen Heller, Stephen Hawking and Zhang Haidi, they have physical disabilities, but what is that? It still can't stop them from achieving greatness. On the other hand, I am a coward, so I have to quit the journey of life. Life goes on, and I'm glad I'm still alive. Looking back, that I lived in such pain, now I am short and fat, acne still, but I am very happy. I also have a group of friends, although there is a small friction, a small argument time, but thank God not let me go to accompany you, I enjoy the present day.
Someone once said, "The person who gets over all the difficulties he encounters is a hero." I am one step closer to being a hero. I don't know if I want to thank that period of time, that period of mindfulness, for toughening me up, and I think I'm finally out of that period of mindfulness swamp. It's kind of like a swamp - an integral part of the earth, and maybe that time was an integral part of my life too.
Inspirational Essay Part 5On top of a cliff there is a nest of eagles, in which there is a male eagle and a female eagle and an unhatched egg. As time passes, the baby eagle is hatched.
The eagle's father and mother were so happy that they celebrated the birth of the eagle by soaring through the sky and chirping. The eagle parents of the eagle is also a lot of care and attention. Eagle slowly grew up eagle wings dense feathers, sharp claws, hard beak. But the eagle from birth to now are in the sugamo spent never seen the outside world.
Once an eagle flew from far away to visit the eagle's home. The eagle had never seen his friend from afar before. Then the eagle asked, "Uncle how is the world outside? How does it feel to fly is it pleasant?" Uncle Eagle: "child the outside world I will not tell you, but I want to tell you flying is free is pleasant, you have to quickly learn to fly, only learn to fly you will appreciate all this, we are eagles, we are free children, the sky's favorite, we should be in the sky to fight the sky rather than in the nest in the waste of life."
These words were very inspiring to the eagle. After that the little eagle found his eagle parents and said, "I want to learn to fly." But it wasn't as easy as they thought. Eagle mom and dad just a child so much care how to let him fly it. Eagle's mom: "You're still young, so you'll learn when you grow up, right?" Eagle: "Now give me the average age will fly on my will not I want to learn, I want to like the eagle uncle to fight the sky." Eagle no matter how to say eagle parents just do not agree, eagle secretly learn by eagle parents see to be criticized.
The time passed slowly, and the eagle still did not learn anything. The eagle's bar mitzvah is finally here. The eagle adult eagle parents began to teach the eagle to fly, but because the eagle often do not use the wings. But because Kitty didn't use her wings often, she couldn't learn to fly anymore. When the parents and the eagle found out about this, they were heartbroken. Mom and Dad were devastated. The eagle fainted, and during his sleep the eagle had a dream that he had wanted to have all his life. He dreamed that he could fly. He dreamed that he could fly. He was so comfortable with the sky, playing with the white clouds and traveling around the world that he preferred to stay in this moment forever. ......
Inspirational Essay Part 6My Dad
I don't know about other people's dads, but I do know about my dad's dad.
My dad says that when I was very young, I ate fish and never got a splinter stuck in my throat. So, the family doesn't scorn fish because of my presence.
My dad said: the best part of the fish ah, not in the fish belly, not in the fish shoulder, but in the "fish face". This "fish face" ah, is the fish upper and lower jaw movement is the most easy to pull the place. The first thing I'd like to do is to get the best out of the world, and then I'd like to get the best out of the world.
My dad described it with a smile on his face, and my eyes lit up.
Every time a fish comes up, my dad dissects the "fish face" like a cow. Indeed, the white flesh of the fish rippled with the color of the sauce, the golden light of the hot oil. My dad threw the piece of fish face into his mouth and savored it. I was staring at the empty space, observing the happiness and satisfaction on my father's face.
From the fifth grade, my father asked me to cook. He often said: China's food culture ah, profound ah. If you don't know how to do it, you're not going to be able to do it.
So one day, I was cooking, and Dad was watching. The oil was poured into the pot and clashed with the water, stirring up a splash of oil. The high temperature stimulates the skin, like needles and locusts bite. I couldn't help but scream out, my eyes unconsciously turned to the person who can provide me with help.
My dad was unresponsive.
The dish was in the pot, and the stirring notes exploded in the pot, as if facing a battlefield of shouting, I clumsily maneuvered the fluttering spatula, and a few disobedient dishes ran out of the rolling inferno and recuperated in the sink. I couldn't help but glance again at the silent bystander.
My dad's face was ancient.
That night, I ate a plate of greens with too much salt and too little water alone, with my dad's grandmotherly chatter ringing in my ears.
My dad loves to eat, can cook, and also good wine. He has little taste, red, white and yellow all accept. The most recent reunion, three weeks ago, Dad's friend called, said he was drunk, was made back to the neighborhood, I have to come down to pick up. I went downstairs and found a crowd of dark people gathered in the garden at the other end of the neighborhood. My dad was there, spewing alcohol, his face red like a small apple.
I said to his friends, "Guys, help me carry him upstairs."
I transported Dad home, undressed him and tucked him in. He slept like a baby. The moon was in the middle of the sky when I returned to my room.
Now that I think about it, there is probably no one else who would have taught me to take care of my own food and drink, or even my own life, by being selfish; there is no one else who would have taught me not to rely on other people's help, by being indifferent; there is no one else who would have taught me not to rely on other people's help all the time; there is no one else who would have taught me not to rely on other people's help all the time. "
My dad, was the catalyst that made ape to man.
Inspirational Essay Part 7People on the road to growth, full of bumps, full of accidents, some people from then on atrophy and some people from then on changed life, towards a brilliant future.
Say a familiar character - the good man Song Xiaobo. Although he is a deaf-mute, but still managed to win the runner-up. Many people may think it's because people sympathize with him, but that's not the case. Song Xiaobo relied on his own efforts and his own strength to win everyone's appreciation.
Song Xiaobo has been deaf since he was a child, and I thought that his parents might have abandoned him! But his parents did not, like ordinary parents love this "silent angel". They sent him to a school for the deaf to learn knowledge and sign language to communicate with others, and he grew up in such a loving environment. People may say, "Isn't Song Xiaobo doing well? What difficulties has he encountered? Let's imagine, a person who longs to hear the voice, but can not hear the voice, a person who has never said "dad, mom" these ordinary words, a person in the good boy competition encountered difficulties never give up, but rather to seek breakthroughs, he experienced more than these difficulties, but his tenacity to fight, not to admit defeat to themselves, so that he has achieved today's achievements, but how many people are not the same as Song Xiaobo? Today's achievements, but how many people have thought about the sweat and hardship behind him ......
The wind and rain on the road is a naughty child, like to play hide-and-seek with the people who encountered him, some people perseverance to find him, some people halfway through the game was fooled by him. In fact, success lies in the attitude of treatment, attitude determines everything.
Wind and rain will be experienced by everyone, to overcome him with a positive and optimistic attitude, he will succeed!
Inspirational Essay Part 8There is a story about a huge granite statue of a stallion. It has its front feet in the air. The back feet stand on the ground. Ready for battle. People marveled at the superb carving skills embodied in this great work of art. And inspired by the passion and faith of the sculptor. It is hard to imagine that the beauty and power of this horse came from the original strange shaped stone.
One day, the sculptor was asked, "With just a small hammer and chisel, how did you carve such a beautiful work of art?"
The sculptor replied, "As usual, I started with a large stone. I already had my carving in my mind, and I just chiseled away everything that didn't belong to the statue in my mind with a small hammer and chisel. In the end. The steed I carve out is exactly as I imagined it."
Every time we start a project, or take on a leader's task, we must first have a clear picture in our minds of what we want to achieve. We must "see" what great, successful, effective results look like. Only then can we "chisel". Only then will we be able to "chisel away" those things that are not in line with our vision and goals, and overcome any confusion and obstacles we may encounter. Successfully arrived at the other side of the success.
This basic principle applies to business goals as well as personal goals. It applies to short-term projects. It also applies to major life and career decisions. We must ask ourselves: what do I really want in order to have success? What is my ultimate goal? What will be the specifics of my end result? What does the final description include? A few years ago, someone told me a story about a young man who asked a trusted, wise teacher for advice. He told him that he longed for a life of purpose and fulfillment - a life that "really mattered". The teacher asks him, "What is your plan, young man?"
The young man replied, "I'm going to finish my basic education and then go to college."
The teacher asked, "And then what?"
The young man then replied, "Then I'm going to start working and get married."
The teacher asked again, "And then what?"
The young man answered excitedly, "Then I'm going to work hard. Improve my financial situation and then raise children."
The teacher asked, "And then what?"
The teacher kept repeating the question, and the young man began to get a little bored. He replied, "I think I will create wealth and raise my children. And plan for retirement."
The teacher continued, "And then what?"
The young man became even more annoyed. He replied, "Well, I guess, then I'll get old and die."
The teacher sighed and asked again, "And then what?"
The young man, puzzled by the teacher's questioning, pondered for a moment, then calmly replied, "And then I don't know."
The teacher replied, "Young man, those questions before you only matter if you answer the last one."
Is this human life the sum of the years of existence? Is it nothing more than that? If so. Then hedonism and material success may be the only goal people chase. If beauty, money and power are the ultimate goals of life, then the means to achieve them are very clear and inexhaustible. But. After this life if there is something more, some greater goal. Some kind of value. They transcend the value that comes from temporary monetary rewards or job advancement, then the greatest challenge we face is to answer the question, "What about after this life?"
Without a clear vision of where you want to go and who you want to be, you will, at best, be passive and conservative in this life, and at worst, you will be driven by mediocre pursuits and end up feeling empty and unfulfilled. You will accomplish nothing.
The most important ones are often the hidden ones
I was once on a luxury private yacht offshore of Juneau, the capital of Alaska. Cruising for a week. It was the first time I had ever seen an iceberg up close. Our yacht was so beautiful, 110 feet long, that we felt like "kings of the sea". Later, we sailed close to the Mendenhall Glacier. Several huge icebergs slid past us. We could feel the power of these icebergs.
The Mendenhall Glacier is huge, and the ice that floated around us, although smaller and thinner, was still several times the size of our yacht. However, we knew that what was really powerful and dangerous were the icebergs that we couldn't see - they lay beneath the surface of the water.
Everyone has heard the tragic story of the Titanic. There has been a great deal of controversy and discussion over the years about how the luxury liner, which was said to never sink, met its tragic end. But what we do know for a fact is that on that fateful night of April 14, 1912, 1,503 people lost their lives. Numerous reports indicate that on that bright night, the 40. 60,000-ton steel ship had at least five warnings before and after it struck the iceberg. The then state-of-the-art megaship sank into the icy waters of the North Atlantic in just 30 minutes.
After seeing the iceberg up close. Believe me: the icebergs glistened in the sunlight, and the view was exceptionally stunning. But the part I didn't see - the 90 percent of the iceberg that lies beneath the water's surface - may be the part that kills.
People are like icebergs in many ways. A person's appearance. This includes the skills and talents displayed in their work or behavior, which only reflect 10% of their true nature. And character, as the more important part of a person, lurks beneath the person's appearance. It is this part. It may sink the boat of life. We must always look at what lies beneath the surface of life.
We must spend more time on the 90% that is not readily visible to others, and less time on the superficial. In the long run, these appearances are much less important to one's life. The "glory" of the surface is not even close to the "substance" of the inside.
Look at Yourself and Discover the Gold Within
An 8-foot-tall concrete statue of the Buddha has sat in the center of Bangkok, Thailand, for many years. It is very striking, however, it is not a piece of art for people to admire. Nor is it worshipped as a religious artifact. Tourists from all over the world often throw empty cans on top of the statue when they run out of soda, and some place their cameras on top of it when they change film. Others don't give a damn about it at all.
Then, one day, decades ago, a monk was preparing to move this ancient statue into his temple. During the move, the statue cracked. After the pieces fell off, the monk noticed something glistening underneath the concrete. With the help of others, he peeled off the entire shell of the Buddha statue and discovered the world's largest gold statue.
This golden Buddha is worth a fortune. It's been worth its weight in gold forever.
What a classic example of ignoring value, covering up beauty, and ignoring potential! What a fantastic example of underutilizing an asset!
Every one of us knows someone who has gold in them, but it's hidden under a concrete shell. You may even realize that this is true of yourself.
Everyone has unique God-given talents and potential. However. One of the most difficult things to achieve and maintain a successful life is to have a healthy and positive respect for what we have and for ourselves. Millions of people live in self-shame because they don't value what's inside of them. They see only their outer failings, not their inner worth. They willingly allow their gifts and talents to be wrapped up in a hard shell of doubt and worry. In order to appear confident and worthy, they scramble to keep up with the fad.
A truly healthy self-image is not about pleasing others or following fashion trends, but about knowing yourself, knowing your inner self, knowing your purpose, knowing your value, discovering your strengths and talents, and knowing how to accept and control your shortcomings.
A truly healthy self-image. Not striving for perfection, but doing your best.
A truly healthy self-image is not about winning the competition or comparing yourself to others, but about doing the best you can.
A person with a truly healthy self-image has a sense of humor that laughs at success and failure and a power that is deeper and stronger than fashion.
Inspirational Essay Part 9"Doing business with integrity" is something almost everyone knows. But the fact is that many people still can not do. Tao Huabi did not mention the crepe "integrity", but she is a farmer's simple nature, to do the integrity of the business is also big. What Lao Ganma values most is her own reputation. When she first started selling black bean chili, she used a balance scale.
In 20xx, a glass factory provided 800 pieces (32 bottles each) of packaging bottles to Lao Gan Ma. Unexpectedly, the use of this batch of packaging bottles products sealing is not strict, leaking oil. Some rival companies immediately took advantage of this to attack "Lao Gan Ma". Some executives suggested, "It may just be that the sealing of individual bottles is not tight, so we can just recover the goods and re-seal them, otherwise the loss will be too great." Tao Huabi, however, decided to recover the bottles and destroy them in public. Since the founding of the company, the qualification rate of Lao Gan Ma's products has been maintained at 100%.
One of the most praised aspects of Lao Gan Ma's business is its tax payments, and many companies complain that taxes are too heavy. Why do you take the initiative to pay taxes every time? Tao Huabi said: early to pay late to pay, never owed the country a penny, this is to do business, but also our ability, you owe or evasion of people is very bad. We do not have the national debt, do not owe the state taxes, there is no loan, clean, clean, the money I earn, not clean money I do not want.
On the listing, Tao Bihua said, I am determined not to go public, a listing, may be lost. Listed that is cheating people's money, money you take, the money circle, shouting him to the shares, by the time the money sucked away, I'll pay the debt, I do not do it.
The uneducated Tao Bihua started from scratch to succeed in entrepreneurship inspirational story revelation, entrepreneurial success is the secret of what?
In the eyes of the vast majority of people, billionaires are nothing more than these constituent elements: family ancestry, such as Rockefeller; technology pioneers, such as Bill Gates; capital masters, such as Ding Lei ...... and that a large number of real estate, health care products through the "opportunity of the times The entrepreneurs who have been able to get up through real estate, health care and other "opportunities of the times". In the end, relying on some of the great opportunities, great knowledge, great strength. Tao Bihua entrepreneurial success, relying on the sensitivity of the opportunity, their own excellent technology, integrity in doing business as well as in the management of the enterprise cohesion.
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