In the contemporary era when our society is not perfect, there are still various contradictions and disadvantages. In Xia Ming's cartoon, one child needs a perfect score to get a reward, while another child is praised just for passing the exam. Obviously, this reveals the serious problem of partiality in our modern society.
Whether we attach importance to economic development, neglect environmental protection, academic achievements and neglect cultural literacy, we clearly show the incomplete development concept of contemporary people: we always attach importance to development achievements on the one hand and ignore coordinated development on the other, and favoritism can be seen everywhere.
In the education system of modern society in China, the phenomenon of son preference is more serious. Looking around the quiet and serious campus, the students bent down, buried their heads neatly in front of the desks, and worked hard to brush the questions. There were too many exercise books on the desks. The harsh teaching environment and tense learning atmosphere have unconsciously buried many students' hobbies and beautiful ideals. Although the whole campus is managed in an orderly way, the laughter of countless students is suppressed behind it. This kind of school is not a case, but the present situation of most schools in China. If we continue to let these schools focus only on grades and neglect interest cultivation, I wonder how many excellent and creative students will be destroyed and buried. Without the development of these motherland flowers, how can our future motherland innovate and develop and realize the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation? It can be seen that such a biased phenomenon really deserves our reflection and thinking.
Apart from the problem of the education system, it is not uncommon to show favoritism in society. A generation living in today's highly competitive and challenging society is always busy with work and desperately making money, but ignores the care of their families. It is reported that in a hospital in Hubei, a doctor who is busy with his work has never had time to go home to visit his parents because of his busy work, and his old father has to sign up silently under his son's clinic because of his strong yearning for his son. The old man finally met his son. Such a news clearly reveals that young people who are busy working hard for their jobs are more important than family ties. They always put their work first in life, but their concern for family relations is very general. Can the success of their work be exchanged for sincere affection?
We should pay attention to and think about these biased social phenomena. Only by changing one's inner unbalanced development concept can we consider and solve the problem from the overall situation. It is true that each of us has to face many different exams in our life. We should treat these exams equally and seriously, regard each exam as a vital point in life, and avoid favoring one over the other.
The society is still developing rapidly with each passing day, so let's leave our partiality far behind, and the ship of life can reach poetry and the distance smoothly.
On a bluer day than cloudy December, the sunshine seems to be warm yellow light from the breeze.
It was dawn, but someone turned on the light that lit up the sky.
I thought a lot about what to write. The teacher is writing on the back of the blackboard. When a group of people shouted "1234" on the playground, when a person rode home with a heavy schoolbag, he really couldn't hold his left hand to do his homework. In fact, when he cried, there was no good video in the world that could do it, but for every child my age, it was really a hard battle every year.
Everything belongs to a pair of hands, and the cocoon on the middle finger becomes transparent under the sunlight. When it writes with a pen, it seems to lead my future. When did this cocoon break into a butterfly? How I hope this is not a problem, but a positive tone.
I still remember that when I got off the bus after the art test, Uncle Yang began to set off firecrackers. We got out of the car like newlyweds and began to put ready-made MVs downstairs to record the past. In the middle of the night, a group of people watched around the TV with windows. The backpack, easel and picture box on our shoulders remind us to go our separate ways from now on. It feels like a TV series, which makes me feel unspeakable bitterness, injustice and happiness. The art test teacher once said, "When you talk about studying, sometimes you are just happy because you got an A or B, and you never ask why. You think ducks are stupid, but why do ducks swim? Because its feet are constantly flapping below, you only see the water surface and can't see the underwater world. "
So, for a long time, I was lost in thought. Why should I study? Why should I study in senior three? If I just pursue a life synchronized with others, wouldn't it be an ideal life? I lifted my bangs and saw myself in the mirror. Someone in my heart said to myself, "in fact, you prefer the sunshine without bangs, just because others inadvertently see that you don't have the expression like bangs." Once or twice, thick bangs become a must.
In the TV series, Bai Shengzu of IQ200 is worrying about going to college. He doesn't understand why he has to live even if he is admitted to college, and why everyone is keen on going to college. Wu Hani told him that he went to college to find what he wanted to do. When you find something you like to do, your heart will beat very hard. His father is the owner of a noodle restaurant, so he will be moved by the smell of dried noodles.
Seeing this, I didn't suddenly realize, enlightened or something. I just realized a little that God humbly distributed the years to us equally. He showed us a way, but it doesn't mean that we will eventually embark on this road. On the contrary, our life will start on this road, such as studying, such as senior three, which is not the end, but the starting line; It is not a sentence that is almost finished, but a word "solution" that has just been written.
Sometimes, when you look for one thing, you will find the beauty of another thing, which is the reward for your efforts and persistence.
Their life, between a gap, has nothing to do with the sea. A rope and a bucket support their lives.
They were born where there is no running water. Fishing songs are far away from them, and the sound of water is far away from them. In this way, they lived a hard life.
The four seasons are exhausted by the bottomless ancient well, and they always miss those moist days and the gurgling sound of running water.
I once drank the water from that ancient well, which made me grow up and spent countless dry days. My whole body was full of blood that never dried up. Now I'm swimming here. On the calm sea, I can drink clear and sweet water with my head down.
These days, my tears are also very rich, so that I will burst into tears every time I drink water, so that I will always remember them in the distance!
My family!
My own mom and dad!
In the battlefield filled with smoke, scarlet blood flowers are enchanting and charming, just like the mandala that charms the world and confuses people. Fighting with swords and shadows is cold and dangerous. This is the battlefield, blood curse, crazy roar, bloody hell. The only thing that stops the crazy heart from struggling is the temperature behind it, which soothes when you are afraid and forgets the pain when you are hurt. Brother, is to rely on; Brothers are the only trust worth surrendering to weakness; Brother, let death discourage and hope be reborn.
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Once upon a time, I was a humble grass, eager to fly freely, but I couldn't touch the blue sky and could only look at it from a distance. The birds in the air buried their heads in their soft wings and snickered, but I was bound by the soil, which would wither even if I left it. Freedom is just an extravagant hope. When they wear the wings given by God and dance proudly, their half-narrowed eyes are full of pity for me. Their ridicule became a heavy shackle on me, and their arrogant figures pinched my throat like cruel hands. I can't argue, I don't have that right, so I sink. Until a grass beside me, holding my hand tightly, regardless of my struggle, twisted against the wind and danced with me in the wind. The wind brushed my face, and a strange feeling came to my mind to meet its kind eyes. Tears drop, yes, I feel this wonderful feeling, why didn't I find it? Hold its hand tightly, full of excitement into the most sincere four words: brother, thank you.
Now, I am looking at the whole stadium, and there are excited shouts and cheers everywhere. I don't know why, for a long time, I can't feel those so-called passion and so-called' youth', even in such fierce competition. I feel like an alien, my heart seems paralyzed, maybe I have lived in a dark literary cave for a long time. In the dark, I waved a shovel, explored the unknown light, raised my hand mechanically and fell down. I have formed the habit of not paying attention to anything, just walking straight ahead and stumbling.
Numbly writing the manuscript in hand is nothing more than some words that inspire athletes. It may not be recognized and broadcast when writing. Meaningless labor really bores me. Biting a pen and staring around, the crowd seemed a little excited. Looking at it again, it turned out that 1500 meters ran to the sprint stage, saying it was a sprint, but it was really stumbling and struggling. They have reached the limit of mental and physical strength, and they are pale. I can't help asking myself what is supporting them. That is1500m. I feel weak in my legs before running.
Before I reached the finish line, there were already people around the finish line. Anxious and worried faces make waves in my heart. They are so focused, their eyes move with the weak people, and their hearts tremble with each step. Every meter you walk, your anxiety will get deeper. What kind of expectation is this! Infiltrated with such fetters, they are tightly tied in their hearts by an invisible line, so flexible and so hard. I began to pay attention to the way they stumbled on the runway, the eyebrows raised on their painful faces, and the limbs that had lost their strength suddenly shook violently, as if they had been given a shot in the arm. Those eyes closed because of pain suddenly opened at the moment they heard the cry, like a phoenix reborn from the fire, and produced infinite power. The pen in my hand is shaking. I know, I can't stop being moved by them. My mechanical heart is beating at the moment. I don't want to write down whether it is surprise or excitement!
In the cheers of the crowd, exhausted people crossed the finish line, and their weak bodies could no longer support the weight of 100 kilograms. They threw themselves into an open and warm embrace. I saw them smile, although the broken smile was so pale.
I laughed too. I have never been so happy. Everything will disappear in time, money, power and even life, but this bright sunshine, the bond between brothers, will never fade.
In the second class that afternoon, Mr. Liu said that everyone should write a composition about the feelings of visiting the History Museum yesterday. Shi Lei whispered "What a bore" in his heart.
Shi Lei likes to think independently and is ingenious, but he often disobeys discipline, so he is criticized more often than others, and he has not been a "three good" student since he went to school. In order to let me take care of him, the teacher arranged for him to sit at my desk.
At this moment, Shi Lei whispered to me, hey, have you found that no matter what activities the school organizes, as long as we students participate, we have to write a composition to get some "feelings"? For example, after reading a book, watching a movie, even listening to a report and visiting a park, you should write it whether you feel or not. I said to Shi Lei, what's wrong with this? Why should junior high school students write novels and TV plays instead of writing these things?
After listening to my words, Shi Lei fell silent and began to write his thoughts about visiting the museum.
Three days later, Mr. Liu sent out the corrected composition. My composition score is 85, and most of my classmates' scores are above 80. Shi Lei scored the lowest and just passed. Shi Lei hey hey smile, don't try so hard, as if this is someone else's paper. After the composition is sent back, it is posted on the blackboard at the door of our classroom according to the previous habit for everyone to read, learn from each other and communicate. Shi Lei's composition was posted in a very inconspicuous corner.
I read Shi Lei's composition a long time ago, and his writing is beside the point.
He always digresses in his composition. Once, the teacher asked us to write an article about the movie Monkey King Thrice Defeats the Skeleton Demon. What do you say he writes? He writes that he also wants to have a bite of Tang monk's meat and live forever. Finally, he wrote, if he is a Tang priest, he must give up his hundred catties, let scientists, let our beloved teacher Liu and President Zhao share a bite, and let those who have made contributions to the country and the people live forever. Perhaps because of Shi Lei's valuable spirit, Mr. Liu didn't pursue his composition any more, but just smiled and said that it was beside the point.
In private, however, Shi Lei always insisted that what he wrote was his true feelings, and he didn't digress. I said, why don't you run? When the teacher says you run, you run. We believe the teacher's words 100%.
In fact, I have helped Shi Lei many times. When writing a composition, you must grasp the "scoring point" that the teacher said. This is very, very critical. First, you should write out the process of visiting or listening. Second, you should write out your own experience and determination. For example, I will write a composition about visiting a museum first. On a sunny morning, we happily arrived at the gate of the History Museum, and then write it down one by one in the order of visiting. Finally, I want to write about the traditional culture and glorious history of the great motherland. My heart is full of ups and downs. When I finished writing this draft composition, many students in the class had to read it first, so at least 20 students in the class also appeared the words "surge of emotion and blood boiling" Students in the class see a good word and use it, paying no attention to "intellectual property" at all. There is really nothing they can do.
Only Shi Lei laughed at my kind consultation. He said that all these students seemed to have an infectious disease. The history museum is not far from the school. Obviously, people have loved catching crickets in it since childhood, and the cultural relics there have long been seen. Why haven't they met "excited" people before? The change in these three to five years is only that the staff of the history museum put on ancient costumes and dressed up as maids. Tickets for the scenic spots where they go to take pictures can be doubled. This was written by Shi Lei in his composition. Of course, he wrote a lot, and he also wrote about the adults he carefully observed and entered the museum. There are not many real cultural relics. Many people go to the Daxiong Hall there to burn incense and worship Buddha. Finally, Shi Lei suggested in his composition that the school should not only organize students to visit the history museum, but also show them the science and technology museum, which contains the most advanced objects and pictures, such as computers and satellites. I said to Shi Lei, you are full, you haven't written enough!
On Wednesday afternoon, Mr. Liu said that the provincial leaders would visit our school tomorrow and ask the students of the school drum band to gather on the playground at once. In fact, the teacher hasn't finished yet. We all know that everyone is busy except the drum band. It's time to do environmental sanitation. Our school is the focus of the city, and there are always guests to visit, but the guests are all tour guides. Adults will definitely not go back to write comments after visiting, but they must do a thorough cleaning to make the windows clean and spotless.
The next day, the leader of the province came, led by a white-haired and kind-looking old man. As soon as they got off the bus, they saw us beating gongs and drums and holding flags in line to welcome them. They waved to the leaders of our municipal education bureau and said, don't do this, don't do this, let the children go back to class quickly.
So, the headmaster waved his hand and let our drum band disband at once. In fact, we have been standing there waiting for more than an hour with backache and leg pain, expecting someone to say this.
The leader walked around and entered our class.
When they entered the room, they looked around. Suddenly, the white-haired old man noticed the composition posted on the wall. He watched one by one slowly. Junior high school students' compositions are not long. Before long, he saw Shi Lei's composition posted in the corner.
He smiled kindly at other people's feedback. When he saw Shi Lei's composition, he carefully adjusted his glasses and his expression became serious. At this time, Mr. Liu's heart, which followed closely behind, lifted up. She may regret putting Shi Lei's composition on the wall or taking it off this morning. The white-haired old man carefully read Shi Lei's composition, and then said to Teacher Liu: You are the head teacher, right? Can you give me this article? Teacher Liu thought, what does the provincial leader want this junior high school student to write? Looks like things are getting worse. She couldn't give it to others, so she took off this piece of paper and took it off. Miss Liu also secretly looked at it without saying a word. I saw Shi Lei suck up and make clicks at that time, without saying a word.
A month later, something unexpected happened: Shi Lei's composition was published in a children's newspaper in the province, with comments written by the deputy director of the Provincial Education Department. The article gives high praise to the questions raised in Shi Lei's composition and the author's ability to observe and think about social life. Newspapers that published Shi Lei's masterpieces can be seen almost everywhere in our school, so Shi Lei suddenly became a news figure.
I told Shi Lei that you have to invite me when the payment comes. Shi Lei pretended to be serious, saying that they published my signed article without my consent, which was an infringement of my "intellectual property rights", no, it was "copyright". I said, you're beside the point again. Our headmaster agreed to publish your composition. Who said that? Teacher!
Shi Lei came to a hidden saying, when can you find a little bit of yourself in your mind except the teacher?
In the winter afternoon, the sun is particularly bright, and every corner of the balcony is filled with warmth. A faint scent of tea wafted into the nasal cavity, and as if nothing had happened, it reminded me of such a sentence: "The fragrance is quiet, the chess is idle, the piano is silent and the tea is clear."
My father, who loves tea, once said, "The beauty of tea is that it can sweep away the feeling of fatigue and make people feel refreshed!" Because my father loves tea, and I often drink tea with my father, I know a little about tea.
Tea culture has a long history in China, so it is an elegant thing to stand side by side with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Not everyone understands the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. To be a scholar and a gentleman, being arty will spoil the fun. But tea is different, no matter who it is, it will always be drunk. If you are a guest at someone else's house, the host holds a cup of fragrant tea and says it is a fairy product. Even if there is no taste, it will sigh in its mouth: "Good tea! Good tea! " No one will doubt it. Even if you don't pretend to understand, it will make your master shine. Maybe I can help you pack some when you leave!
In fact, there is no difference between good and bad tea, just like a hundred flowers garden has the rhyme of a hundred flowers.
Jia Mu in A Dream of Red Mansions refused to buy Lu 'an tea, but insisted on drinking Laojunmei. Granny Liu thinks that "this is lighter in Chata". It can be seen that everyone's tastes are different, and the tea made is naturally different.
If you are tasting tea, don't drink too much. That's what the ancients warned: one cup is a taste, two cups are stupid things to quench your thirst, and three cups are for drinking cattle and mules.
The ancients had special tea sets for tasting tea. The Book of Tea written by Lu Yu in the Tang Dynasty is about the efficacy of tea and the method of frying tea products. Twenty-four things for making tea sets are put in cages. There is not so much stress in modern times, but the most basic teacups are also available, and they are very exquisite. Of course, good tea goes with good cups! It seems that the cups that are really used to taste tea are all white porcelain or celadon, with saucer, open cup body and exquisite cup lid, on which are painted beautiful plums of pine, cypress and Guerlain, which are elegant and elegant. Drink tea with such a cup, and let people taste its tea fragrance? Or let people appreciate the beauty of its tragedy? I hope so!
In addition, the water used by the ancients to make tea was also very particular. In A Dream of Red Mansions, Miaoyu made tea with "Rain in the coming year" and "Plum blossoms on snow". This sounds really fascinating, but from a health point of view, I want to know whether this water is beneficial or harmless.
Smell the tea and find its source. It turns out that my father, who has always loved tea, made Tieguanyin, his favorite. I have nothing to do, and I also have the desire to taste tea. Grab some tea leaves and put them in a cup, then pour in boiling water and cover the cup. After a while, I couldn't wait to open the lid. A faint scent of tea overflowed the balcony, tasted it, and the aroma was overflowing, and a trace of irritability drifted away with the tea fragrance.
I have never been able to understand the realm of "tea talks about dust, water and wind leave lotus fragrance". However, the place where the tea fragrance floats has a unique tranquility, which makes the afternoon warmer and more comfortable.
Youth is a book that you can't close when you open it.
I will be 18 years old soon. After so many years, the most unforgettable thing is that wonderful time. When the shy girl saw her beloved boy, she bowed her head involuntarily and her cheeks turned pink. What a lovely person!
I read a sentence in a book that you can't meet people who are too amazing when you are young, because others you meet in the future will become mediocre. That's right. At this time, I met someone who surprised me. How to remember him? Maybe all the beautiful words can only be used for him. He was not the most conspicuous one in the crowd, but at that time I could only see him in my eyes. I think there may be many people like me. I like someone in my heart, but I dare not say it. I like him silently, just watching him from a distance. At that time, my heart was full of naive ideas. Maybe one day he will notice himself.
I liked it carefully at that time and dared not visit him blatantly. I can excite myself with my right eye all day. Looking back now, I can't tell you how wonderful that feeling is. Will I meet someone again in the future, which will make me feel this way? I seem to have met someone you liked when you were young, and you may never forget it in your life. We always miss those beautiful and simple days, and those people just appeared at this time. With the growth, some people have left, and some people are still there. Some people don't want to leave, so they leave. Some people didn't intend to stay, but they did. Anyway, cherish the present. Don't dream too far and expect too much in the future. If you live your present life well, you will be truly happy. Let those unreachable people and dreams leave for a while. Youth is short, so love those who love us. Stay happy, stay healthy and keep a positive attitude. Ah, what I said is simple, but it's really difficult to do! So I hope everyone can love themselves and then love others.
A successful person said: "Although every time you catch a fish, it is just a net, but if you want to catch a fish, you must weave a net." I take this as my motto. Life is full of possibilities. Isn't it a pity to take only one? Every field in life is interrelated. It's a pity to specialize in only one place. It's wonderful to enrich yourself and bring infinite scenery into the net.
Enrich yourself, constantly discover the possibilities in yourself, and use these possibilities to try and develop, so that your ability can be comprehensively improved. Chai Naifeng, a 100-year-old Japanese poet, started writing in his mid-60s and became famous at the age of 90. Her collection of poems, Hundred Years Old, is full of a centenarian's optimistic view on life and age. Lenny Snifft, a famous German female directors, directed the documentary Victory of Will, but she is still an actress and a poet. At the age of 88, she also learned to dive into the sea to photograph sharks. They are constantly enriching and perfecting themselves, and their lives will be expanded and extended through continuous learning in their lifetime.
Enriching yourself will make you more perfect and eventually achieve mastery. Engels was once called "the person who loves learning the most" by Marx. He once engaged in philosophical research and dabbled in a wide range. He read all kinds of literature and historical works, learned all kinds of knowledge about chemistry and physics, and even asked Marx for calculus when he was not confused. He is proficient in eight foreign languages and can read and write in six languages, which also deepens his philosophical research. Another example is the host Wang Han, whose witty remarks on the stage are inseparable from his cultivation.
Of course, when I say rich, I don't blindly pursue the big and complete, nor do I want to be rich and rich. Recently, the "Zhengba" Sun, who was hotly discussed on the Internet, got 65 certificates, but his scores in all aspects were mediocre. This can only be said to be extensive and not rich, because only quantity has no gold content. When I say abundance, I must pay attention to it. It is based on a trunk "spreading branches and spreading leaves".
Scholar Wang Yuanhua once thought that in the Tsinghua campus where he lived as a child, academics were inseparable, and professors who studied Qing history could also be proficient in biology. Yes, now more and more people give up their fullness and perfection under the guise of concentration, and cut off the infinite possibilities in their lives. How stupid and pathetic this is.
We need to understand that there is no contradiction between concentration and enrichment. Only by enriching ourselves can we give full play to our strengths and make up for our shortcomings. It is a happy thing to open all the possibilities in life. It is because of this infinite possibility that our life is more meaningful, isn't it?