What is tolerance? Tolerance is a kind of mind, wisdom and courage to face life optimistically. It can dispel the pain and tears in life and spread the happiness and smile of the soul. If you ask me why I have so many regrets about tolerance, it should start with that.
"ouch! Why did you step on me? " Li Hongmin shouted. This is physical education class. We are playing with sandbags. Who knows when the game was fierce, a sandbag thrown by Ye Qian almost hit my face. In my hurry, I accidentally stepped on Li Hongmin's foot and dodged the sandbag. I was in a hurry to apologize, but she flew into a rage and roared, "These are my new shoes, you pay for them!" " "When I heard this, I flushed with anger and thought," Why should I pay? I didn't mean to. I am still full of grievances! "I ignored her and rightfully continued to play. Woo ... "Change groups." I saw the PE teacher whistling and shouting. " Oh, in the group! Can play basketball! "We cheered. Playing basketball, suddenly, a classmate shouted, "Zhao Yan, catch the ball!" " "At that moment, the ball hit my pants impartially, leaving a black mark on my light blue pants. I looked up and saw the classmate I just stepped on. I suddenly understood, oh, this is her deliberate revenge on me. In the past, I would pay her back, but this time, although I was angry, I unexpectedly calmed down. The first reaction in my mind is that my mother once taught me to put yourself in others' shoes when things happen. I held back my anger, said nothing and continued to play with the ball. ...
After class, I was sweating and thirsty, and I couldn't wait to step into the classroom, drink some water and have a rest. I walked into the corridor and suddenly found a classmate looking for something anxiously. I walked over and saw that it was the classmate who hit my pants with the ball. I turned to go, but I thought: Why? They are all classmates, so they take the initiative to help her find it. When I reached out to help enthusiastically, I was greeted by that classmate's grateful smile, and my heart was full of warmth and happiness.
Tolerance is forgetting and can bring happiness to people; Tolerance and chic can resolve conflicts between classmates; Tolerance is giving, which can build a bridge of friendship. Forgiving others is actually forgiving yourself. Be more tolerant of others, in fact, our life will have a little more space. On the road of life with friends, there will be care and support, and there will be no loneliness and loneliness; Life with friends will be less stormy and more warm and sunny. In fact, tolerance is always sunny. This incident made me deeply feel the connotation of tolerance.
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I am a bookworm.
Books are the ladder of human progress, and books are the nourishment of the whole world. I think these metaphors are perfect. Yes, walking into the world of books and listening to the words of books can really make us smart. Reading a good book is equivalent to talking to many people with high moral character. Reading is really interesting!
The earliest book I read was a fairy tale book. At first, I read it with relish. As I grow older, fairy tales can no longer satisfy me. Later, the books in the bookstore next door attracted me like magnets. I ran there as soon as I had time. I was fascinated by it. "100,000 Why" opened my eyes, "Childhood" brought tears to my eyes, and "Composition Daquan" broadened my writing ideas ... In the third grade, the composition came to me. Every time I write, I will think about the good words and sentences in those books and use them skillfully in my composition. After an exam, the teacher treated my composition as a model essay because I was different.
I remember one time, my mother took me to the book mall to buy composition reference books. I am like a duck to water, ecstatic and plunged into the sea of books. I picked this one and took that one. In a short time, the cart full of books was full of me, and I came back with "trophies".
When I got home, I couldn't wait to run to the sofa and sit on it and concentrate on reading. I was eagerly reading when my mother's "dinner" interrupted my wandering in the sea of books. "Right away, wait a minute!" I had to deal with my mother and read it for a long time, because the contents in the book attracted me so much that I really couldn't bear to put it down. My mother came over and saw that I was still reading. "How long will it take?" "Ten minutes, just ten minutes." "Well, don't forget ten minutes!" "Uh-huh, I know!" Looking at it, my mother angrily pushed the door in and shouted, "Look at you, didn't you say ten minutes?" Rice is cold. "I closed the book and reluctantly put it back on the shelf. As if I had had a spiritual meal, I sat at the table and didn't feel hungry at all. I wolfed down my meal and forgot my favorite beef stew, so I picked up the book and read it again.
Today, books have become my best friends, and reading is my greatest pleasure. It helped me open the door of wisdom and accompanied me through the long road of knowledge; It purified my mind and gave me a goal. The book will never draw a rest between me and it, it will accompany me through every day.
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("teachers and parents are also"). Speaking of teachers, the image of aloof and unsmiling on the podium always gives students a sense of fear. But today I want to talk about Mr. Ou, but he doesn't have the image of "being tall" at all, and even does the opposite.
As the highest commander of this class, Mr. Ou should be domineering and not angry. But he just makes friends with our classmates, joking and having fun. He is a real king of children, and at the same time he is funny and kind. Every morning, as soon as we step into the campus, we can always see a "stand out from the crowd" figure running around in the pursuit of male students in our class, sometimes laughing and sometimes screaming, attracting attention. I won't say who he is, but you should all know that it's Mr. Ou, a football player who has a great reaction among the male students in our class. At this time, the female students in our class can't help but become spectators and cheer for this rare campus scene. And our teacher Ou will get more and more carried away, waving and cheering to us from time to time and becoming a football star on the court. This was nothing at first, but later he went further and asked us girls to run five laps every morning, which is also commendable: health is the capital of revolution and health is the greatest wealth in life. This move naturally made us vulnerable "big ladies" suffer a lot. After waves of protests, our teacher Ou finally agreed that he would take the lead in running five more laps. It was miserable to see our head teacher in front of us, and a kind of happiness that asked for it made this "running away" incident come to an end. Strangely, since then, I, the class cadre who is responsible for registering sick leave, has become a false job of "selling dog meat"
Mr. O has another "strange". Every noon, he is always busy in the classroom. Don't think he is making up lessons for us. He has never worked so hard. He plays chess, Go and military chess in the classroom ... He often says: Life is like chess, you should always have an enterprising heart, think hard, and don't be happy for things or sad for yourself. Worst of all, he boasted that he was invincible in his class. As soon as this statement came out, it caused great public outrage, and the whole class was United and went into battle together. At that time, there was an upsurge of playing chess in the class, and even our female classmates were unwilling to lag behind, proud of defeating the teacher. As time goes by, Mr. Ou has been defeated more and more times, and our sense of success is increasing day by day. We don't know how happy we are every time we listen to the teacher's awesome feelings. Strangely, as soon as Mr. Ou's challenge was put down, the male students who usually like to chase after each other quieted down, and even the king who usually violates discipline made up his mind to show his skill on the chessboard and stop making waves. We quiet little girls are also happy to compete with male students.
What is even weirder is the homework assigned by Mr. Ou. Homework in other classes is always copied. Look at the back. Our teacher's homework is always so clever. He will ask you to compose a handwritten newspaper freely every week and prepare a debate or story meeting once a week. You will also be asked to collect typos outside the campus and investigate environmental pollution in the community; He even lets you choose your own works … God, in his eyes, we are all painters, lawyers, environmentalists … even great writers. But strangely, students always enjoy these assignments, and even the "unpaid" big families who do their homework at ordinary times always appear on the excellent honor list.
There are still many "strange" things happening to Mr. Ou. But after a long time, we are not surprised, but one thing is certain; We are the "weird" teachers who like this most in recent years. I really hope that Mr. Ou will be our head teacher next semester!
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It's late at night, I'm still sitting by the window alone, looking at the night sky thoughtfully, which often causes me to daydream about the scenery.
Now, I'm not interested at all. I think of teacher Shi's smiling face. When I raised my pen, the tip of the pen jumped on the paper. I was inspired to write today's composition-"Praise my teacher".
Teacher Shi's vision is commendable. These bright eyes seem to speak. Look!
With the short and urgent bell, Teacher Shi came into the classroom. She had just taken two steps when she stopped. Her eyes seemed to be staring at something on the ground and her brow wrinkled. I craned my neck to look at it curiously. Hey, isn't that crushed chalk? Too bad, today is my duty student, but I didn't notice this striking white dot. I can't help lowering my head and waiting for the teacher's criticism. I saw the teacher walking to the corner with the watch of the duty student, and his eyes suddenly fell on me. Like an electric shock, I hung my head lower and my face burned. To my surprise, Teacher Shi didn't reprimand him severely. I just scanned the class with incomprehensible eyes, as if I wanted to find something from my classmates' faces. The classroom is surprisingly quiet. This silence was deadlocked for a minute.
(Silence speaks louder than sound) "Teacher Shi's deep eyes made me realize the rich connotation of the word teacher. The teacher's silence sounded the alarm for me: do my job well.
At all times, from astronomy to geography, she can talk about Kan Kan; From Confucius, to Lu Xun, to Lenin, Marxism, and even today's pop music, Mr. Shi can talk about Kan Kan. Really convinced her unique eloquence. She is eloquent not only in class, but also after class. Sometimes, I really think she is more like our big friend.
Teacher Shi's unique teaching method is commendable.
Since she took over our class, our composition scores have blossomed like sesame seeds-higher and higher. But if you want to say that the teacher has too much homework, that's wrong. Teachers never ask us to memorize new words, vocabulary and basic knowledge. Her slogan is: "quality, not quantity." Of course we yell; "Long live understanding."
Under the leadership of Mr. Shi, the Chinese score of our class has climbed from the penultimate one in that year, which is really thanks to Mr. Shi. I remember a song that said, "When I grow up, I will become you, only to know that the chalk drew a rainbow and shed sweat drops ..."
The song undulates in the night sky. The night deepened, and a cold wind pulled me back to my thoughts. Some people say that teachers are like gardeners, working hard to cultivate the future flowers of the motherland. But I think the teacher is more like the spring rain of fame and fortune in Du Pu's poem "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"-"Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently"
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"Tiny" is actually not small.
In my heart, there are many people worth learning. Among them, the most worthy of my study is my little friend, "Little" Xin Li.
Li Xin has a pair of big bright eyes with two curved heavy eyebrows hanging on them. Her only shortcoming is that once she opens her mouth, she never stops talking. In terms of age, she is one year younger than me; As far as figure is concerned, she is half a head shorter than me. Xin Li is my neighbor and my preschool classmate. Whenever school is over, we all go together. This big schoolbag weighs heavily on her. I often help her with her schoolbag. I am inferior to her.
One day in the summer vacation, I want to invite Xin Li to go swimming. So I called Xin Li's family. "Hello, is this Xin Li?" "It's Zhao Yan! Zhao Yan, let me tell you two good news first. The first one was a holiday, and my erhu passed Band 4. In addition, tomorrow ... "
"All right!" I know she won't let me put the phone down for an hour. So I quickly said, "can you go swimming with me tomorrow?" Don't you always want to swim with me! "
Hearing this, Xin Li prevaricated. "Tomorrow ... I ... I will ..." Hearing this, I am angry. "Look at your enthusiasm just now, when it comes to business, you are dumb. Besides, haven't you always wanted to compete with me? Now that I'm free, forget it if you want to come! " Hang up the phone with a bang. Unexpectedly, five minutes later, Xin Li took the initiative to call me: "Zhao Yan, don't be angry, I will definitely come tomorrow."
I put the phone down slowly. Somehow, my heart is sour. Is this bullying the little one? So the next day, I apologized to Xin Li. Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, she was very considerate of me: "Hey, it's okay." Who is not impatient! Actually, I'm not in a hurry. I just made an appointment to celebrate my grandmother's birthday. But I've made up my mind. Isn't it the best of both worlds to go after swimming? "Big deal, give grandma two more heads!" Then he made a face at me.
Looking at this "little guy" in front of me, I thought to myself, we usually study and play together, and I always regard her as a "little guy". Now, it makes me feel like a little guy. I can't help but feel an unspeakable apology and respect for her from my heart. Xin Li's understanding and tolerant attitude are really worth learning!
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My mother's teaching gave me strength.
During my growing-up, my mother's countless inculcations and her behavior of setting an example everywhere taught me a lot about being a man and gave me the strength to move forward. And there is one thing that I still can't forget.
In the thirteenth week of this semester, it's my turn to fill in the class teaching log. When I got this diary, the first thing that caught my eye was the tattered cover and curled corners. Within a week, I will fill in the contents of the log and pass it on to other students next Monday.
On Sunday night, when I was packing my schoolbag, my mother saw this diary and said humorously, "The cover of this diary in your class is wrinkled like an old lady's face, and the corner of the page is rolled like a wool roll." If this is passed down, it will eventually rot. " You can trim it. ""No need, "I said quickly." It's been twelve weeks since people turned a blind eye. Why should I meddle? After listening to my words, my mother first looked at me with some surprised eyes, and then seriously said to me, "Don't think like this. Everyone is responsible for the collective affairs of the class. Why shouldn't you take care of it? "Don't look at others, learn to start from small things and cultivate your own professionalism and collectivism." I'm speechless.
My mother saw that I was still hesitant to sit still, so she said, and kissed me automatically. Find a piece of white paper, cut it into strips and stick it on the back of the log. Seeing this, I silently work with my mother. The crumpled cover stretched out in my mother's and my hands, as flat as ever. Then, my mother and I flattened the corners of every page of the journal together, and my mother even rolled the rolled corners in the opposite direction. I asked my mother why. Mom smiled and said, "This is called overcorrection." Soon, the diary lay comfortably on the table like a flower roll. My mother and I both smiled with satisfaction and looked at the old classroom teaching log with new eyes. At this time, the hour hand of the clock has pointed to eleven o'clock in the evening.
The next day, I handed the trimmed diary to the teacher and passed it on to the next classmate. So far, perhaps no one has noticed the change in the appearance of the log and the short story behind it. But it is deeply imprinted in my mind.
My mother's teaching gave me strength, inspired me to make progress and educated me to grow.
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Learn to wash dishes.
One day after dinner, I leisurely leaned back on the sofa and watched TV. Suddenly, the sound of running water in the kitchen and the tinkling of pots and pans hit my ears. What's that noise? Nine times out of ten, mother is washing dishes.
I ran into the kitchen, looking for a sound as sweet as an electronic organ ensemble. Sure enough. I thought to myself, it shouldn't be difficult to wash dishes! Besides, my mother is very busy every day. When I grow up, it's time to help her do something I can. So I volunteered: "Mom, let me try!" " ""I really grew up, more sensible, ok! Mom smiled with relief and said, "You can look at it first and then wash it later." "I looked at my mother attentively. She leaned forward slightly, folded her hands and washed the dishes easily. Her movements are so coordinated and skillful.
I stood by, rubbing my hands, eager to try, and couldn't wait to say, "I will, I will, it turns out that washing dishes is so simple!" " ""mom, have a rest and look at me. "I rolled up my sleeves with dignity and did what my mother did: first pour a few drops of detergent on the dish towel, then hold the bowl tightly in my left hand, hold the dish towel in my right hand and wash the bowl with both hands stiffly. Huh? Why is the bowl in my hand, like a naughty kitten? They didn't listen at all and kept slipping. I missed it, and with a bang, the bowl fell to the ground and exploded. Looking at the smashed bowl, I was nervous and scared, and stood there in a daze without saying a word.
My mother ran to my side, holding my hand nervously, looking at me anxiously, blowing gently and asking lovingly if she had cut it. Then I stroked my head affectionately and said earnestly, "son, you can't be impatient in doing anything." It is not so easy to do a simple thing well. Don't lose heart, (where there is a will, there is a way)! " My mother's encouragement filled me with confidence, found me at the beginning and washed the dishes happily.
I picked up the dish towel, carefully grabbed a bowl, wiped it back and forth inside and out, and then slowly put it into the basin for rinsing. At this time, the naughty kitten in my hand turned into a clever little rabbit, and I was asked to wash it, and the oil stain slipped away from the bowl. The flame of self-confidence in my heart is burning more and more brightly, and my mother is also praising it. According to the previous steps, I tried my best to wash all the dishes and chopsticks in the dishwashing basin. Then I put the bowl and chopsticks under the faucet, unscrewed the faucet and bathed them one by one. The water flows smoothly, as if singing a beautiful song. Accompanied by vivid "music", bowls danced with cheerful "shower dance" one after another in my hands, and chopsticks and spoons were like dancing baton. Touch it again, hey! Shiny, everything is clean! Then I put the dishes and chopsticks neatly in the water control basin, and they fell asleep quietly, saving their strength for the new job.
Looking at the bowl chopsticks that control the bowl to sleep peacefully, I jumped three feet with joy and shouted, "I learned to wash dishes!" " ""You did a good job today! " Mom gave me a thumbs-up sign. Listening to my mother's praise, I was happy from ear to ear. I quickly said, "Thank you, Mom! Starting today, I will help you with more work! "
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