I am actually a three bad students: one is not good at studying; two is not good at memorizing; and three is not good at taking exams, but I have my 'magic weapon' - my brother.
One morning last year, I was enjoying a delicious breakfast with my brother, and suddenly my brother asked me a question, "Sister, do you know what it means to be 'better to know than to be good, and to be good than to be happy'?" I froze when I heard that, but if I said I didn't know it, then it would be so wrong, "But...I can't remember it," I said in a panic. "You don't know," my brother said angrily, "When will you learn to make studying your task instead of playing games, sister?" I immediately defended myself "I really know, it's just...I just forgot for a moment? It's not a big deal anyway." Later I realized that my brother was crying, and knowing that, I made up my mind to study hard.
Since I made up my mind, I memorized a lot faster.
But in this year's a morning my brother want to think and ask me a question that is, "Do you know learning without thinking is confusing what is the meaning of" this time I blurted out "I know of course, is not 'only know learning without thinking will be in the academic predicament'. academic predicament' see me smart right" "smart you also dare to say, you only know a learning to learn but do not know the meaning of it, which is useful?" Brother said.
Ugh! If I didn't have a brother like that, I wouldn't be like this at all.
One of the greatest influences on me essay 650 words
The warm spring breeze, like a mother's hands, warm and rough; warm sunshine, such as a mother's eyes, pure and bright; Sheepish spring rains, like a mother's care, attentive and lingering ......Mother, has never been my life is an inseparable A part of my life, never served as the most important role in my life, her influence on me, like a breeze into the bottom of the heart, quietly, quietly, warmly ......
She, is a strong woman. During the period when dad was away, it was being a father and a mother. I understand her suffering, her tiredness, but never show it, because I believe that she will be able to get through it. I am also a strong girl. When I was young, I just learned to walk and wanted to show off and show off, but I didn't expect to stumble and fall down with a "plop". I instinctively turned back to my mom for help, but she did not reach out her hand, and what I felt was the encouragement in her eyes, "Stand up! Stand up!" That's how I learned to "get up from where you fell".
She was a woman who loved to read. Whenever the sky changed into a black evening dress, mom always liked to pick up the books on the bedside table before going to bed, look at them, turn them over, even if she didn't have time to read them, as long as she could touch them and smell the ink aroma, she was very satisfied.
I, too, am a girl who loves to read. In my spare time, I like to take out all kinds of books, read, taste, realize the truth in the book, and appreciate the essence of heaven and earth. As long as there are books with me, it is the greatest enjoyment.
Mother's love, the influence on me, in my body to get another good embodiment. She taught me that books are the ladder of human progress. It is she, with the eyes to inspire me "where to fall from where to get up. It is she, with the experience to inspire me "hard work is not necessarily successful, but give up but will fail". Mom taught me too much is too much ......
I rely on my mother, like a kite can not get rid of the rope binding; like a bent vine, not without the support of the fence; like wheat covered with white snow quilt, warm as spring, happy as honey ......
I rely on my mother, like a kite can not get rid of the rope binding; like a bent vine, not without the support of the fence; like a wheat covered with white snow quilt, warm as spring, happy as honey
"With you along the way, a little bit of bitterness is also willing to ...... "Mom, your influence, I must bear in mind!
Today, I am proud of you! Tomorrow, I want you to be proud of me!