Mom, I must fight for you this breath ~ ~ ~ ~ (2009-09-20 23:07:23) reproduced tagged: miscellaneous
has decided to graduate school ah, has decided to leave this place, has decided to go to Beijing ~~~~~
If you do not experience, and do not know in fact to do anything. It's very difficult to get up early in the morning and come back late at night. But you can't be sure that the road ahead of you isn't already under your feet. If this is an endless road, can I get to the end?
I talked to my mom on the phone this evening. I heard my mom say that her family is going to Beijing, I really feel very angry,, she is so harsh, why she can have what mom does not have? I thought of what she had done to our family and to me all made my feelings hard to calm down~-~I said some very hard words but was counted down by my mom, my mom said, "You have to believe that good people have a safe life, you have to believe that good people will be rewarded with good things. So you have to study hard ah, mom said so low, so careful, as if afraid of my anger again.
I don't know why, but now that I'm getting older, I find that my relationship with my mom is getting better and better. She has anything want to come to tell me, and I discussed, although she knows that I can not help her, and can not give her any, but she is still everything and I said, I every time to listen to her talking about the hard, listening to her say helpless, I heartbroken more than. I feel sorry for her, but I have no ability to repay her, she is the backbone of the family, I often say, mom, without you, there is no today's me, but she always said without your father can have our family? Dad is the most important thing. I often think, mom is so love dad, although dad sometimes will be a little stingy, but I also know that he still loves me and mom, love our family,
I hung up the phone, I do not know why, the heart of the exceptionally sad. I silently said in my heart, mom, I must fight for you this breath, no one dares to bully you, who dares to bully you, I will fight with her ~ ~ ~ ~
I do not know how the final result of this examination will be, but I think I really should be fired up, if I am still always playful, I'm sorry for more than just my mom, I'm sorry for more than just my own,,, I said I must be better than their family, I know this is a good thing, I know this family! I know that this is more than just talk, more important is that I have to work hard, only with my heartfelt efforts can I exchange for a human life,,
I must fight this breath ~~~~~ cheer ~~~~~~
2. I must fight the breath essayI have to fight a breath
Fighting for the breath, the driving force of the struggle of life. As the saying goes, "People fight for a breath, Buddha fight for a candle." You failed, people scolded you do not fight; you succeeded, everyone praised you more fight.
In the dark classroom, the light shines weakly. "Okay, give up, you can not." Ming Ming looked at me disdainfully from the sidelines. I raised my head and looked at the light on the ceiling, it seemed to be mocking me for not being able to do it as well. But when I was about to give up on this competition, I suddenly remembered what my mom had said to me: you have to have confidence in yourself, you are the strongest! Be bold and go for it. Yes, if I give up, then my days of hard work will be wasted.
I took a deep breath and firmly said to Ming Ming, "I must go to this tug of war!" She replied with a sneer, "Well, you're the one who's going to make a fool of yourself, so don't blame me for not warning you." Without hesitation, I replied, "I must fight for this! I will definitely participate!" "Well, I'll definitely watch you make a fool of yourself then!" Ming Ming gloated before turning around and giving me a mocking back.
I walked alone on the road to school, and saw the maple leaves falling one by one, the mood of that one falling leaf was as difficult as mine, right? I saw the faint light, they are also laughing at me. I thought, forget the sadness, have confidence, a little later there will be a tug-of-war!
The game was about to start, I took a last look at the light and said silently: "Believe me! I will definitely fight for this!" I took a big step onto the field and saw Ming Ming scowling at me from outside the arena. I grasped the rope with both hands and pulled with all my strength, beads of sweat seeped from my face after a while. My hands were reddened by the rope, but I still gritted my teeth, endured the pain, and pulled as hard as I could. We worked together, and little by little the red belt moved toward us. We won! We shouted for our victory. I thought to myself, "I've finally earned this! Now Ming Ming won't laugh at me. I was secretly pleased with myself.
People, it is necessary to fight for their courage, and those who can not fight for their courage have no backbone. At that moment, I fought for this breath, harvested success, harvested confidence!
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3. I have to fight for a breath essayI hope it will help you ~~~~ Fighting for a breath, the driving force of the struggle in life As the saying goes, "People fight for a breath, Buddha fights for a candle."
You failed, people scolded you do not fight; you succeeded, everyone praised you more fight. People, living in the world, is not in their own life and struggle, for their own fate and struggle, for the ideal cause and struggle.
However, the reason why many people can not persevere, in the face of difficulties backed off, the reason is that he lost the impetus to move forward, because he did not fight for their next breath. It can be seen that people, it is necessary to fight for the gas can not be, can not fight for the gas is no backbone.
Throughout history and modern times, countless great heroes and martyrs have accomplished great things because of their courage, and they have set a shining example for us. The king of Vietnam, Goujian, fought for the rejuvenation of his country; the patriotic poet Qu Yuan, who was repeatedly exiled, wrote Li Sao to prove his virtue of purity and self-improvement; Sima Qian, who suffered all the humiliation, wrote the "Records of the Grand Historian" to complete his father's work, and the world's largest biography of China's history book to fight for a breath of fresh air.
Zheng He traveled to the West seven times, which told the arrogant Europeans that China's maritime career was not later than Columbus's circumnavigation of the world and the discovery of the New World. He fought to show China's powerful national strength and superior shipbuilding technology in ancient times.
*** , *** and other older generation of proletarian revolutionaries, in the face of brutal Japanese bandits, in the face of millions of Nationalist troops, in the face of the United States, Britain and other imperialists hundred of bullying and difficult, they did not have the slightest compromise and retreat, but with tenacity to overthrow the three mountains. They, for the cause of liberation of the toiling masses, for the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation and fight back a breath.
Ten thousand people revered **** and Premier Zhou Enlai, he "for the rise of China and study". At the Asian-African Conference in Bandung, he made an impassioned speech and fought hard.
He, in order to raise the prestige of the newly established new China in the international community to fight back. Xu Beihong, Tong Di Zhou, not willing to be discriminated against by foreigners and bullying and study hard, and ultimately achieve great things, to impress the Westerners.
They fought back for the intelligence and wisdom of the Chinese people. The Chinese women's volleyball team won five consecutive championships, and Liu Xiang won the 110-meter hurdles, once again realizing the Olympic dream of the Chinese people for more than a hundred years, and shaking off the shame of being the "sick man of East Asia".
They, for the proof of the Chinese nation's strong physique and fight back a breath. In short, some people for their own family revitalization and for the fight, some people for the country and the nation's strength and prosperity, some people for the promotion of national justice and fight, some people for the progress and development of mankind and fight.
Such a fight, is admirable and admirable, is worthy of our generations to inherit and carry forward, is "to take the heart of sweat" feat. However, some people to win the comparison with others and rack their brains, so they meet their own selfish desires to fight back a breath, the corrupt official Hu Changqing also on this and the reputation.
Some people to meet the narrow-mindedness of the gas and the rat's eye, a setback, Xiang Yu, the king of Western Chu could have risen again, he "refused to cross the Jiangdong" and cut his own throat on the Wujiang River, leaving us with a song of "Yu Ji, Yu Ji, Yu Ji, how to endure," the magnificent The song of sorrow. History cannot be repeated, and the wheel cannot be reversed.
We always have to alarm bells ringing, remember these bloody lessons of history. The first thing we need to do is to get rid of all the people in the world who have been in the world for a long time.
But we must be careful, never fight the wrong breath, otherwise, you have to pay a heavy price. Because a person has only one breath, the gas of the fight is wrong, is the fate of the wrong also.
Therefore, we have to be open-minded to carry forward the justice of the nation and fight for the people's life, to seek the people's livelihood and fight for the prosperity of the country and fight.
4. About the discussion of the composition of the 300-word essay selectionThe years pass between the fingers, the mind grows in the years. There is a small boat, is carrying my once tender heart, or calm, or surging sea drifting. Maybe it has played and laughed on the high waves, maybe it has been stranded on the rocks of the ebb tide, or maybe it has grown up quietly in the long water waves on one of the nights when the moon is high in the sky. The growing mind has learned how to sail the boat.
I remember when I was young and carefree, but I was not able to walk into the kindergarten alone and proud. My mind, growing up, learning to be proud of myself, learning to love myself. (You can write about how you entered kindergarten on your own as a child, leaving your mom behind as the main content of this paragraph.)
Tears fell like rain, actually because of being touched by love! At that time, my mind had grown into a heart that appreciated love. (Mother's love, father's love, teacher's love, classmate's love can be, mother's love is better to write. Mainly write a mother how how to care about themselves, be touched on it.)
Nowadays, if you fall, you can get up by yourself and even hide the pain. I have learned to love people. (Write their own not afraid of setbacks, but also in order not to let others worry and strong that kind of example.)
The growing mind, like a ship in the waves. It recognizes the waves, feels the waves, and eventually steers the waves. And I. I also recognize love and give love in the years. This is the most important growth of the heart, this is the most perfect growth of the heart.
It's just an outline, but at least I promise to be original.
5. Choose a negotiation experience, write an essayChoose to be strong
The day, gradually warmed up, the apricot blossomed, pear blossomed in the branches. In the afternoon, I walked out of my house, and the poplars were neatly lined up on both sides of the road, and their straight bodies were like a stubborn character. The grass at the foot of the tree, also learned from the tree's stubbornness, from the stone under the head.
When I walked to the leisure square, I found a small red ant. It was injured, a leg somehow limp, it desperately left and right to do something, but it can not do. I gently held the little ant in the palm of my hand, and the crisscrossing lines of my palm made it lose its way.
The warm sunlight covered the earth, and the warm air currents brought me to be the little ant.
When the hibernation of the meter of sunshine sprinkled on the earth, the little red ant felt the warmth, it stretches its waist, move the muscles of the whole winter, and then stomped on the front foot to open the hole of the stone.
Spring has returned! The little red ant is destined to be a worker from birth, so it never skimps on its energy. It has carried home fragrant grains of rice, dry branches and leaves, and dead insects all by itself. Now it will not enjoy the comfort of the sunshine alone, it and its partners to take out the nature of hard work, in groups of three to five to do a big job.
The little red ant moved forward on the scent left behind by its mates, a rule it knew all too well. Unprepared for this, the ant changes its direction of travel when it crosses a small rock, inadvertently altering the course of its life.
When it realizes it is lost, it is frightened and panicked, and it feels like a cold autumn in the middle of spring. Suddenly, it misses every ordinary and common day in the past. With a little bit of disappointment, it stared blankly into the distance. Its heart was like a kite with broken strings, and it traveled for a long time in a daze. At the most disappointing moment, it was attacked by black ants and its limbs were hurt.
Little by little, the past seeps into his mind, and he remembers all the people he has traveled with and then lost. On the days when he was stumbling, he was lucky to have him with him, and he was no longer afraid of the unmarked fields; on the days when he was depressed, he always placed flowers on the desk, so he believed that the sun always shines after the storm.
The past is like the wind, the world is green, I put the little ant gently on the ground, although it is already bruised, but it will not give up looking for their own world. Little ants ah little ants, you see, the poplar tree is still standing straight, the grass can also be found in the skull of the development of space. Please do not give up this strong, choose to be strong, choose life, choose to be strong, choose life.
6. I fought for a breath essayI always do things halfway, on that learning dance, it is also learned half of the time to stop learning. So, I don't have any specialties. Mom always said that I do not have the perseverance, and I have always been unconvinced that I decided to fight for themselves.
One day, the teacher said that the school will hold a sports meeting, asked my class who would like to participate, and limit the number of people, five girls, five boys.
Looking at my classmates one by one actively raise their hands, I also want to try. So I also raised my right hand, and to my surprise, the teacher chose me.
I hurriedly asked the teacher to participate in what project, the teacher said, "800 meters long-distance running." "800 meters long-distance running!" Gosh! Sports seldom pass me to run 800 meters, it is simply a mirage! If I quit now, it's not too late, but I'm still a bit willing to try. Psychological struggle, I finally made up my mind to participate, can not let the students look down on.
Finally ushered in a unique Games. I suddenly began to doubt myself: my ability to run 800 meters? I'm not sure if I can run 800 meters, but I'm not sure if I can run 800 meters, so I'm just going to give it a shot.
"The women's 800-meter run is about to begin, please get ready." A voice came over the radio. I hurriedly got ready and made my way to the track.
"Please take your positions!" The referee said and pointed the starting gun at the gun board. I started sweating as I looked at the starting gun and was anxious. I got into a ready position for the start and then looked beside me to see how many students were looking at me, including my class who were all cheering me on hard. I was determined not to let them down, I would fight for this.
"Bang!"
When I heard this sound, I rushed out like a rabbit. My whole body was surging with energy. When I heard my classmates cheering, my pace quickened even more. I exerted my whole body strength and rushed defiantly. Gradually, against the wind, I strained to run, my footsteps slowly slackened, my whole body had no strength, and I saw that they were about to catch up. If I don't run, I'm afraid I'll fall behind, but I've already used all my strength, I can't breathe, my heart is about to stop. I thought about giving up, but then a thought flashed through my mind: perseverance is victory.
I thought, the pace is faster. The final sprint came, 50 meters, 40 meters, 30 meters ...... Here I am. Ah! I was victorious! Although my whole body is like falling apart, but I smiled, looking ahead, my classmates are one by one thumbs up, praising me for my perseverance. I called out in the bottom of my heart, "Just - to - fight - for - breath!" (Instructor: Zhu Guang)
7. How to write this essay on I'm going to fight for a breath of airRead for the Rise of China, "People live to fight, to struggle, to be able to succumb to any suffering." This famous quote spurred me to self-improvement, courageous, has been with me to reach the other side, I think this is to fight for a breath.
I also want to fight for a breath. The language final exam wrote a lot of wrong words, teachers and classmates to give me the nickname "king of misspelled words", really through the door blowing the trumpet reputation outside. Teachers are very disappointed, I think I must fight for a breath, will be removed from this nickname. When I do math application problems, every time I miss a step, either I forget to answer the question or I forget to write down the unit. I must check carefully, and also calculate and check the math carefully, to fight for myself. English is not bad, there is a little pride and comfort. I thought I could get a high score in the English listening section, which is worth thirty points. But to my surprise, I only scored seventy something. When I got home, I told my mom: can you make another copy so I can do it again. Mom photocopied it, and after doing it, I double-checked it and scored ninety-something points. I was so excited that I jumped up and hugged my mom and kissed her, and I fought for my breath again.
can be seen: people, have to contend for breath, do not contend for breath is no backbone!
8. I must fight for the breath essayThe fight, the power of life struggle.
As the saying goes, "People fight for a breath, Buddha fight for a candle incense." You failed, people scolded you do not fight; you succeeded, everyone praised you more fight.
In the dark classroom, the light shines weakly. "Come on, give up, you can't do it."
Ming Ming looked at me disdainfully from the sidelines. I raised my head and looked at the light on the ceiling, which seemed to be mocking me for not being able to do it as well.
But when I was about to give up on the competition, I suddenly remembered what my mom had said to me: you have to have confidence in yourself, you are the strongest! You're the strongest! Be bold and go for it. Yes, if I gave up, then my days of hard work would be wasted. I took a deep breath and firmly said to Ming Ming, "I must go to this tug-of-war!" She replied with a sneer, "Well, you're the one who'll make a fool of yourself, so don't blame me for not warning you."
Without hesitation, I replied, "I must fight for this! I will definitely participate!" "Well, I'll be sure to watch you make a fool of yourself then!" After Ming Ming finished gloating, he turned around and gave me a mocking back. I walked alone on the road to school, and saw the maple leaves falling one by one, the mood of that one falling leaf was as hard as mine, right? I saw the faint lights, they were laughing at me too.
I thought, forget about the sadness, have confidence, a little later there will be a tug-of-war! The game was about to start, I took a last look at the light and said silently, "Believe me! I will definitely fight for this!" I took a big step onto the field and saw Ming Ming outside the field scowling at me. I grabbed the rope with both hands and pulled with all my strength, and beads of sweat oozed from my face after a while.
My hands were strangled by the rope red, I still clenched my teeth, endured the pain, and pulled one by one. We worked together, and little by little the red tape moved toward us.
We won! We shouted for our victory. I thought, "I've finally earned this! Now Ming Ming won't laugh at me.
I was secretly happy. The people, it is necessary to fight, can not fight for the people is no backbone.
At that moment, I fought this breath, harvested success, harvested confidence! The city (^ω^) =.
9. Learning to discuss how to write 400 words in an essayAll along, like to write some sad or call it some lonely words, in their own world of pleasure. One day, suddenly remembered some messy thoughts, write so some of the sunshine open words, in this summer season of light and shadow everywhere, let me also sing a hymn, even though I was born a pentatonic person.
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When I woke up in the morning, the air was fresh, the birds and the flowers smelled good, and there was a ray of sunshine projected on the wall opposite the dormitory through the city's high-rise buildings, which carved a lot of mottled symbols.
The windows of the bedrooms have been open since April. Even though the summer in Kunming is still far away and the sky is still blue, the temperature of more than 20 degrees and the dryness for a long time make us a little uncomfortable when we are used to humidity. At night, listening to the "whistling" sound of the wind seems to be in the ear, there is a kind of sound flavor, the dream also added a little sweet.
In the afternoon after the physical education class, back to the dormitory to do a little freshening up, pick up the book to the complex to duty. I always want to keep myself busy, and then busy, so that the summer irritation will soon be over. Just turned on the computer, A Cheng Wen also came, our editor-in-chief to type, just as he used the machine without Internet access, I was content to sit down, as usual, is to board the 51, look at my friends, my group, and then the forum. Watching movies seems to be a thing of the past century, and I sit in front of my computer and do nothing but type.
Just opened a head, the pig came, she is in the school newspaper I know alumni, very lively and cheerful a girl, bold, generous. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but it doesn't stop me from socializing with a girl like her. I like her courage to do whatever she wants, and her boldness to give her all for her dreams. She said she came to the school committee to find out some news about the Entrepreneurship Design Competition, but after sitting there for a while, she didn't want to leave and asked me to teach her how to make a blog. I helped her apply for one and added her to a group I like to visit. I also let her chat with one of her good friends for a while. She left, I do not have much time, so I did not write the article, in a while also left.
10. quotidian essay 450 wordsA story from a long time ago.
In fact, it was not long. The microcomputer assignment was over, and I was assigned to the better of the schools in the area that participated in the assignment.
Happy.
It's a good thing that I didn't know what a microcomputer was, and what a high school was.
Just muddle through. On the first day of school, I walked through the narrow alleys to the tree-lined campus.
There was a sea of people, queuing up, clutching money and not knowing what to do, chatting in groups of three or five, and looking for their moms. Strangers of all kinds filled the small school entrance.
I followed my mom quickly through the crowd and arrived at the door of my class. So this is what middle school looks like, but other than the fact that the sixth grade classrooms are on the fourth floor and the first year classrooms are now on the first floor, I haven't found anything worthwhile.
The line to pay the tuition was outside, from the front door to the back. I rightfully said goodbye to my mom who was standing in line and walked into the classroom, found my elementary school classmates and chatted for a few minutes before taking a seat.
"Is that the homeroom teacher at the door?" "No, it should be the female one at the back door." "Ugh, male teachers are rare? Jian! "Which is not, we used to that jump to the foreign language teacher is not male."
Well, it seems so. It's a boring conversation, and it's often a good way to start a conversation with a half-familiar classmate.
Parents were gradually dispersing, or moving away from the building, to pile up in the playground, waiting for the end of the school day. With us kids around, naturally, it wasn't much quieter.
Not long after the noise, came in a person who has not seen. The fat uncle, wearing a silver rimmed glasses, looks may be older than the actual age of three or five years, or maybe this uncle is just a college graduate not a few years of young people.
He was wearing a white T-shirt from Seven Wolves and a pair of jeans, plus a set of keys dinged around his waist. "Hello everyone, I'm your homeroom teacher, my last name is Ma."
said turned around and wrote a "horse" on the blackboard, "you can call me Mr. Ma ......" Next is the arrangement of the opening of the military training. Three days of military training has passed, I have no impression of this teacher, military training, his appearances are very low, we face every day is just a very fierce to us new recruits, about this instructor, the class teacher naturally also can not be controlled, so that I have no additional feelings about him.
In addition, I only know his last name is Ma, teaching politics. Because he was the first male homeroom teacher in my student career, so I still have some good feelings about him.
The first period of political science class, also my first political science class, although the textbook is "Ideological Politics", but we have always called this class politics. Mr. Ma's class is very good, his funny words quickly attracted me, the class constantly interspersed with some not yet obsolete jokes, from time to time to tune up the atmosphere of the classroom, so I listen to his class is also extraordinarily serious.
But his class was not directly related to my choice of science in high school, it was just a personal preference. He was a good teacher, more so than my elementary school homeroom teacher who only emphasized ordering soy milk at school.
As a first-year class teacher, Mr. Ma naturally had to deal with some complaints and other incidents, such as who took so-and-so's eraser, which two people fought again, who lost something, and so on. But he always put a smile on his fat face, and always patiently dealt with these trivial matters.
Over and over, the boys gradually exceeded the girls in size, and there were no more fights, and the books on the table were gradually piled up. Mr. Ma's ordinary pair of silver glasses, seems to hide some light.
The more to the last day, the teacher more busy, but he can still be a variety of ways to deal with our group of naughty students: deal with the Internet after school, you can take the approach of the late school; morning copy homework, if you happen to catch a surprise inspection, even the classroom door can not get in; and classroom speech, stand in the back to listen to it .... ... Then later, after the midterm, we still with many ways to keep in touch with Mr. Ma, each conversation, he will ask about some usual questions, but these questions, all contain this teacher's love for students.