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This composition is about 7800 words in Grade Three. The topic is "Going Through Suffering, Having a Bright Future-A Proposition". Everyone is welcome to contribute enthusiastically. When writing this topic, I found that my pen tip began to be astringent and heavy. As a wanderer for four years, I am sitting in the classroom of middle school now, and I may know all the bitterness and suffering myself. When I mentioned the pen again to tell my extraordinary life story, at this moment, I had mixed feelings, but I didn't know where to start. The bitter past makes it hard to look back, but it can't help looking back. I tried to look back at the ups and downs of the wandering road and the deep and shallow footprints behind me with a vicissitudes of life. The past is vivid. Gray childhood &; On March 4th, 1985, I was born in a poor peasant family. Because I am super-born, my mother has experienced wind and frost in order to give birth to me, and has been wandering between the hut and the humble home for many years. It is said that the day I was born, the sky was overcast, there was lightning and thunder, and there was nothing; The wind roared past; The storm was mixed with showers and poured down; Lightning connects the sky with the earth, which is frightening. Perhaps my birth is an unavoidable pain, and it also lays a foundation for my family and future life. Anyway, I am lucky to live in this world. & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp; My birth cast a shadow over my poor family. Creditors keep coming to us, and with the severe punishment of family planning, the whole family is in a mess I have a sister and a brother, and then three sisters and a brother were born one after another. There are nine people in Seven Sisters, and the life of a family is like a year. Eat or not, wear or not. There is no concept of "shopping" in my memory. At that time, we all wore the old clothes of good people or relatives, and the older ones were given to the younger ones after wearing them, and so on, so the patched clothes became our closest friends, inseparable. Nine people can't eat enough when they eat the grain distributed by four people. & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp; My father often looks decadent, but my mother is helpless. She has nowhere to tell her sufferings, but to swallow bitter tears. Every time I try to find something from their weather-beaten faces, I always fail. Until now, I am still thinking about a question that many adults may not be able to answer: since we are poor, why do we let many small creatures come to the earth frequently? Many times I wanted to ask my father, especially in the cold and hunger nights, but every time I just wanted to say it, I swallowed it timidly. The specific environment tells me that my father disdains to answer my questions, and maybe he doesn't know how to answer them. Every time I think about this, I will whisper to myself: maybe with the passage of time, I will understand everything. & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp; In order to solve the problem of food and clothing for the whole family, my father had no choice but to lead the whole family up the mountain to reclaim barren hills and plant wild fruit trees and sweet potatoes in the face of wind, frost, rain and dew and the scorching sun. At that time, the whole family lived on sweet potatoes for six or seven months every year. In other words, every year just after the New Year, there are no rice grains left, so we have to eat sweet potatoes stored in the first year. It was not until the early rice was ripe that we couldn't wait to lick some green rice to cook porridge in the field. Therefore, sweet potato, my relief food, I will never forget your kindness in feeding. I will never forget: I grew up eating sweet potatoes. & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp; My childhood was spent in tears, not in pain. At that time, although I was inexperienced and not very sensible, my brothers and sisters and I shed bitter tears in fear when I watched the pigs and cows at home being forcibly taken away by the family planning staff. Whenever night falls, I can't help but come to the loquat tree next to Gu Ping in the back of the village, bid farewell to the passing sunset, ride the boundless moonlight of the lotus pond and enjoy the gentle scenery of the lotus pond under the infinite moonlight. Only in this way can I find a moment of peace. However, when we return to reality, there will be endless curses and helplessness in our hearts, and tears will flow out at any time. So I can't help crying to the sky: Why is reality always so cruel? In this life, besides these, can't I be happier? & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp; However, I found happiness. Only in spring, when my brothers and sisters and I are riding the spring breeze on our way home, stepping on the path, humming songs, picking flowers and feeling the breath of spring and the beauty of nature, can I find happiness now; Only in summer, when my friends and I are shirtless, playing by the stream in the hot sun, chasing on the dam and looking for our own things on the beach, can I find my present happiness; Only in autumn, when my parents and I are busy in the golden rice fields, smiling with the fruits, talking with the autumn wind and waving with the fallen leaves, can I find happiness now; Only in winter, when the snow falls, the earth is covered with a layer of white gauze, and I fight with the snow, so when I become a snowman myself, I find happiness. & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp; As a child, I am ordinary, but I am not lacking in depth; Although naive, there is no lack of maturity; Even if the whole body is tattered, there is no shortage of a fiery heart in the chest. & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp; In the messy yard, I found my parents unable to speak and nowhere to talk. Faced with such cruel facts, it seems impossible to change the tragic fate of the whole family. In those miserable days, my sisters and I shivered many times, barefoot, gnawing at those slightly sweet weeds, wild vegetable slices and chaff sticks, and muttering, "Delicious!"
How sweet!
"Eyes are full of tears, with bitter tears, I tried to bite the food. Although the reality is very depressing, my father's ambition can't be realized, contrary to expectations, haste makes waste, but my father still optimistically said to us: When I grow up, everything will be fine. Quitting school is a helpless move. On the first day of my study, my first teacher, Zhu Jiajin, as a weather-beaten teacher, said to me earnestly, "We are children of the poor, and the children of the poor have long been masters of their own affairs. Study hard and make progress every day. Strive to change the backward face of my hometown and never live up to the ardent hopes of my family. "Since then, Mr. Zhu's inculcation has been deeply rooted in my heart, and my young mind has been infected since then, and my performance has been excellent. Because I know it is not easy for poor children to study, I must cherish it more. When I was in primary school, I was full of curiosity about the world, so I lived and grew up in the kingdom of knowledge. How much I love learning. When studying, I suck the nectar of knowledge like honey, moisten the footprint of knowledge, be thirsty for knowledge and be pragmatic, so that my life and spirit will be full of sunshine and vitality. However, unfortunate things will still happen. When I graduated from the fifth grade, my brother and I, who were only in the fourth grade, were forced to drop out of school because we couldn't afford the tuition. My sister in junior high school and my sister in the second grade of Mindfulness Primary School dropped out of school one after another. There are no brothers or sisters in the school because they can't afford the tuition. What a boring thing!
What a cruel fact, I even doubt that this is the socialism that people yearn for? In this way, my beautiful dream of learning, full of longing and hope, was wasted. I will never forget the moment when I trudged out of school exhausted and dejected; I can't forget my yearning study career, and I can't forget the depression on my way home. The evening in the mountains is lifeless. I hobbled along the boulevard home with a heavy wooden box on my back. Bitter tears flow down my face like a mountain spring, but my heart hurts like a knife. I am helpless, depressed and miserable. Facing the gray sky, the faint sunshine and the long winding mountain road, I have nothing to say but hold my breath and let the shower pour down from my head. My brain is blank, and all I can hear is Mr. Zhu's inculcation. There is a big hand waving to me, as if to say, "Come back, my friend, my classmate." And I am so helpless!
Can I go back? I can't control the tide I have accumulated for a long time, and I send out the most helpless cry to the sky: My dream, where are you? Groans of pain resounded through the sky, and no one listened; Anger is not shared with others. Reality!
It's cruel. On the deep mountain road, I am the only one with a small figure. Thanks to the bird, listen to my sadness; Thanks to the stream, take away my tears; Thank time, it will heal all the pain in my heart. Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. Yes, after the evening, it is evening. The earth is sleeping and the stream is resting. However, my heart is broken. Nine times out of ten, the so-called unhappiness in life is unacceptable for an ambitious student like me to leave campus. Stepping on the sunset and sunset glow, I walked into the house tired, without crying or complaining. It's just that there are too many great grievances that a ten-year-old child can't bear. This grievance is like a bloody bayonet, stabbing my heart, but I have no feeling. Things are getting worse at home. I will admit that I didn't go to school, but I can't help being depressed at the thought of being uneducated, and sometimes I even slap myself inadvertently. Then I asked myself very anxiously; "What can I do? Now and in the future? " Maybe I can only grow crops from my father. Once again, when I think that I have no education and will accomplish nothing in the future, I will vaguely feel that there are thousands of simple buds in my heart, which is extremely painful and I want to turn over and moan!
How self-abased and helpless I am!
But what else can I do? It is hopeless for me to plan my way out to study. My only hope is to support my family with my clever head and hard-working hands and the fruits of my sweat. In order to save the poverty and backwardness of my family, I plan how to make money. The hardest part is actually in the beginning I have a firm belief and full enthusiasm in my heart, but there is no place for me to exert my strength. For months on end, I could only do what I could for my family. Later, I heard that picking loquat leaves can be sold for money, so my horse went to the deep forest to pick loquat leaves and sell them for a living. Later, there were no loquat leaves to pick, so I planned to learn to plow first. However, when I really do it, I can't. I gave a cry and drove the cattle into the lush forest, willy-nilly, sitting on the wet ridge. Tears poured out again. Crickets in the ridge are still boring, as if laughing at my loneliness; The greedy pecking sound of woodpeckers has penetrated deeply into my heart ... all this seems to be playing tricks on me on purpose. It's hard to do anything without reading!
Inadvertently, I remembered the colorful knowledge life on campus again, and I was disappointed and sighed for a long time. The teacher must be telling them the story of Mao Zedong's great man again, and the students must be talking about their lofty and hopeful life ideals. I left them. Later, after being introduced by my uncle, I finally found a job and was too excited to sleep. Child workers have jobs, but I have doubts, not because of low wages, nor because I am afraid of hardship and fatigue, but because I am afraid of not doing well and being rejected. I thought to myself: there is no hurdle that I can't cross. It's now or never. Now that you have a job, you can only do it without hesitation. The doubts in my heart disappeared. So I made up my mind that I must do something, at least not be looked down upon. When I came to the construction workshop of the experimental building of Le No.2 Middle School as a small construction worker, I was destined to be accompanied by cement, red bricks, tiles and pebbles. Faced with such hard work, I really have no bottom. Although it meant heavy physical labor, I didn't flinch because of it. I know I have no choice but to do my best in this job. At the age of ten, I was not intimidated by heavy work, but the more I worked, the more energetic I became. Whenever the cement on my shoulders will slip, I will always grit my teeth and say to myself: Since I have chosen this road, I will go on without hesitation, do well and not lose face. The heavy architectural life has tempered my strong will, tempered my strong physique, given me the courage and confidence to overcome difficulties and setbacks, and made me fully believe that I can do it. I come from a remote mountain village and have been baptized by hunger and cold and tested by a heavy life. What is this bitterness? Difficulties can't overwhelm me, but they have become my motivation to forge ahead. In order to do this hard-won heavy work well, whether it is moving bricks, carrying cement, carrying water, climbing stairs, loading cars, dragging porcelain pieces and sawing bamboo pieces, I will go all out. In the intensive training every day, I become stronger and stronger. This laid a solid foundation for me to face difficulties and overcome setbacks, and also provided an indelible motivation for me to know and understand society. How many times hot weather and heavy work make me dizzy; How many times the wind and rain hit me, I worked hard silently; How many times have other people's contemptuous eyes made my heart ache. But I have never been indifferent to these contemptuous eyes. Dante said, "Go your own way and let others talk!" !
"On the construction site, the hot weather is always so incomprehensible, lasting so long, and the fatigue and pain are always so deep. So water has become the most needed substance to relieve fatigue. There, others drink mineral water, while I can only drink muddy and smelly tap water. I am silent. I feel deeply unfair-unfair personality and unfair status. For an instant, my heart was once again filled with unspeakable grievances and unbearable pain. At this time, I really realized the pain of working. Because I can't afford rubber gloves and rubber shoes, two months later, my fingers and soles were worn through a thick layer of cocoon and skin by cement, revealing bright red muscles, and blood gushed out, which made me scream from time to time; The skin is as black as charcoal, as if it had just climbed out of a coal mine. In just half a year's work career, I have gone through hardships and suffered inhuman hardships that my peers have never experienced before. Although I can't forget and endure these cruel social realities, I still grit my teeth and say to myself: "The pain is temporary, and the ideals and beliefs are lofty. Haven't thousands of successful people come out of misery since ancient times? Remember, suffering is the cornerstone of sharpening people's will, and only those who can stand the test of setbacks are ambitious people. What are the hardships and tiredness I have suffered compared with great men? Think about it this way, and your heart will be much more practical. I stood up, took a deep breath, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in front of me. I can have a rest when the building is completed. However, I am reluctant to leave the construction site. When I left, I came to the construction site and watched my deep and shallow footprints. I suddenly have a desire to thank it. It is it that exercises my body and will; It gave me courage and confidence; It gives me the ability and experience to experience life. I turned around and saw a group of students carrying schoolbags and pushing bicycles to school, showing a sense of grievance and helplessness. I really envy them!
They live in the mainstream era of rapid reform and opening up, have a warm family, a full life, the right to receive education and learn knowledge, and have their own clear life path. They galloped in the environment of "the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and birds fly". I'm so happy!
Hey!
How I wish I could be like them, with the love of my parents, the concern of my classmates, the teaching of my teachers and a beautiful learning environment. However, I can only be a ten-year-old child laborer, a homeless construction worker, with nothing but empty hands. Where is the way forward? I don't know, maybe I can only be a lonely tramp wandering in a foreign land. The moment I walked out of the school gate, my heart's blood was boiling more and more, and my breathing became rapid. Students, I am an unknown wage earner. I wish you healthy growth, early success and become a pillar of the country. At the same time, I also have some longing for my dream to come true one day. My heart suddenly vibrated at this moment, my dream? !
I want to know, what is my dream? Yes, since I don't even have a clear basic life dream, will my future life be blind and mediocre? Since I don't have a beacon to conquer, where is the future? I walked in the direction of Shi Ping with my head down, but I don't know when the tears crawled on my cheeks. When I got home, I still couldn't figure it out for a long time. At this time, I don't know when the idea of inferiority occupied my mind. So I always regret, blame myself, feel sad and feel ignorant, incompetent and helpless. That how many days and nights tea is not fragrant. Alas, life is bleak. Just when I was addicted to despair, my uncle came to the threshold again. So in the autumn of 1995, my uncle and I went to Mei Tian County, Hunan Province, and worked as a crane driver in a coal mine in He Ying. The monthly salary of 300 yuan may not be too much for others, but it is enough for me. At that time, I was still facing hard physical labor and mental stress. I have been working in the coal mine, and soon, my brother came. I am really anxious to see that my brothers and sisters have dropped out of school with us for a year. In order to save money for my sister and brother to go to school, my brother and I are reluctant to buy a dress. We like cantaloupe since childhood, and we are even reluctant to watch a movie. I didn't breathe a sigh of relief until I took home the rest of my accumulated salary and personally sent my two sisters and brothers to the school gate. It seems that my dream of studying may be pinned on them. 1in the winter of 996, the coal mine closed down, so I lost my job. Seeing that my family needs another sum of money for tuition and farming, I am extremely anxious. While I was wandering here, my sister, who didn't work long in Lechang, helped me find a job as a waiter. When I first entered Lechang, I first watched the stalls in the Cultural Palace for two months. Then I worked in a car wash shop for two months, and finally I worked as a waiter in a restaurant called "Le Hui Restaurant" on Henan Street. In the first month, the proprietress gave me 120 yuan, and I didn't abandon it or complain. As a child laborer, I can gain a foothold in this city, and my contribution can be recognized by my boss and customers, which is as sweet as honey. In this snack bar in Henan town, one stay is two years. In these two years, I studied hard, dared to do it, mastered local cooking and made great dishes, which were well received by customers. Witnessed many complicated social phenomena and learned a lot of social knowledge; Enriched a lot of social experience and laid a good foundation for future life; After work, I have a habit of visiting the library in Zhu Lin Park for two years, reading newspapers and magazines, eating famous books, keeping diaries, practicing calligraphy, commenting on state affairs and expressing my own opinions, which has increased my cultural knowledge and laid a solid foundation for my writing. When reading, my mind is free from distractions and my mood is as clear as spring water; The day of reading is like enjoying a melodic song, which gives people a pleasant feeling; The day of reading is like reading a gentle poem, which gives people poetry and artistic conception; When reading, it moistens a field like an impassioned river. I want to study because of my ignorance. Edison said that genius is ninety-nine percent perspiration and one percent inspiration; Yuan Longping also said that success is knowledge+opportunity+inspiration. They are still like this, and I am a student who has not graduated from primary school. What is the reason for not studying? Marx said: People armed with knowledge are invincible. So, I began to study hard again, sometimes day and night, as if I had returned to my previous study life, but I was not happy. Looking for an opportunity to go back to school 1999 Autumn, I came up with the idea of looking for a job in the Pearl River Delta, so I quit my job and went to Xiaolan Town, Zhongshan City alone. With my own skills, I found a job as a vegetable cutter in a hotel. During my months in Xiaolan, I was shocked by the rapid economic development there. Such a city is completely composed of knowledge economy. I am shallow in knowledge and short-sighted, but I run into a wall everywhere. Influenced by the upsurge of learning knowledge, I study while working and go to night school, but the conditions are not allowed. Later, I wanted to learn computer, so I ran around and consulted everywhere, eager to get a glimmer of hope, but I failed repeatedly because I didn't know English. So I thought of writing to Zhu Jiajin, a primary school teacher, to pour out my desire for learning for many years and ask him if he could let me go home to junior high school. After getting his strong support, I gave up my job with a monthly salary of 1000 yuan and resigned and returned to my hometown. After many twists and turns, I realized my dream of reading as I wished. When I stepped into the campus, I couldn't help crying with excitement. I know that my path must be full of thorns, but I firmly believe that my approach must be correct. Immediately set the oath that "you are not a hero until you reach the Great Wall". Returning to school, I deeply feel the preciousness of reading. Because of my four-year working career, I didn't study in preschool and sixth grade before, and my foundation was not good. I have to study harder. As the saying goes, diligence is a good training, and one point of hard work is one point of talent. In order to catch up with other students, I gave up my lunch break and holiday. I never watch TV when I come home from church. It is stipulated that I can have a rest by drinking a big pot of boiling water every night. After a semester of unremitting efforts, I finally entered the eleventh place in the class, the second place in the first semester and the first place in the second day of junior high school. In the third year, I studied hard at the cold window, and God rewarded my hard work. Finally, I was admitted to Lechang No.1 Middle School with an excellent score of 665,438+0, realizing my dream of high school. In order to solve the study expenses and reduce the burden on my family, I insist on working in Dongguan, Nanhai and Lechang every summer vacation. Although it's hard, it's killing two birds with one stone to think that you can make money and enrich social experience. Difficulties are inevitable, as long as you are happy and others are innocent. Time flies like water, and now I am a sophomore. I always let the unforgettable experiences of the past precipitate in my heart and never reveal them. In the face of difficulties at home, I will still review my profound journey alone from time to time. The classics that are difficult to read at home have always touched my heart. My father became silent because of the oppression of years of hard life and went crazy at 1997. He left home for four years and returned to his hometown with the help of the nobles in the South China Sea. However, compared with the hardworking young man, it is really getting day by day, and he begins to care nothing about anything. He used to live in poverty, but now he can't live without alcohol and tobacco. So the farming at home fell on my younger brother, who was only in the fourth grade of primary school. When my father was young, he was good at abacus. He is called "Iron". If he is iron, my mother is steel. My mother is deaf. She has had a high fever since she was a child and has lost the ability to listen, speak, read and write. As a mother, she experienced difficulties and obstacles since she was a child, and devoted all her love to the whole family. She is often bullied and laughed at, but in my heart, she is the smartest, bravest, discerning right from wrong, careful and cautious, the most competent mother in the world, the best woman and one of the greatest figures in this century, although she is only a cultivator; Mother's life lies in labor, as dedicated as a bee, although she is only a farmer; A mother's life lies in giving, not taking, although she is only a woman. But she is a heroine among women. I believe that the most beautiful words, the most beautiful sentences and the most rigorous articles can't describe my mother incisively and vividly. I admire her. As long as I see her, I am full of confidence in life. It turns out that her most attractive place lies in her kind heart, simple beauty and persistent love. My greatest wish in my life is to cure her illness. I want to hear her first words. I'll talk to her son first. As long as my sincere heart does not fail and the burning fire does not go out, it will come true one day. My brother would rather give up his future for our study, not only to plow the fields, but also to run around; My sister studied for us for ten years, supported the whole family with a fiery heart, but got nothing; My dear sister Zhu Hong gave up her excellent grades for our study. Last year, she decided to take care of the family with her sister. My parents' hearts can't be expressed in words. Now, my youngest brother, Hong Bin, has excellent grades and is facing the junior high school entrance examination. My youngest sister, Hua Bin, is in Grade Two, and she is the first in grade every year. My sister Pu Hong also passed Le Yi Middle School with excellent results. She is a senior one student. The four of us are studying in Qixin, and our brothers and sisters are in the same boat. They inherited the excellent qualities of their parents and fully supported the whole family. My family is single-minded. There is no best, only better. I study for only one purpose, and make unremitting efforts to eliminate human poverty. I want to be an excellent diplomat, let all poor people have food and books to read, strive to eliminate poverty, benefit society, and be a loyal and upright person who is beneficial to family, society, country and mankind!
Looking forward to the future, I am full of confidence; Facing the reality, I am calm and calm; In retrospect, I cherish it. I know that the value of history lies not in footprints, but in meaning. Only by deeply understanding history can we constantly sum up experience, correct subjective motivation, clarify value orientation and grasp real life. In the past, I found myself feeling inferior and redundant. I often go to Lacrimosa. Now I have learned the famous saying that "men don't flick when they have tears", so I stand up strongly. After all this, rich scientific knowledge has become an endless driving force to guide me forward. I am no longer sad, no longer hesitant, no longer suddenly wake up. In fact, God never shuts one door but he opens another, I am excellent, I am gold, I want to shine, I am full of confidence, hope is far greater than disappointment, courage is always greater than inferiority, confidence is completely greater than depravity, and motivation is always greater than sadness. In another year, I will face further studies again, with both opportunities and challenges. I swear that I will be admitted to the university, complete my dream of university, and take the exam again, and I will never live up to the high expectations of my family, friends, teachers and society. I plan to complete my studies through loans, work-study programs, summer jobs and tutoring after I go to college. For tomorrow, for a major turning point in life, for realizing everyone's dreams and for constantly enriching myself, I can't idle away my time and do nothing. Only by forging ahead, fighting hard and racing against time can I feel the first ray of sunshine after the storm, finally feel the beauty of the stars, appreciate the ultimate peaks and scenic spots, realize my brilliant life ideal and reach the other side of success and charm!
Let the storm come more violently!
Suffering is the best university. In this case, I have to say, "No pains come, the future is bright!
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