Some people say that a math teacher is rigorous, meticulous and meticulous. However, I find that teachers may be wiser, more witty and more acute.

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It's already the third grade, and plagiarism between friends has been repeatedly exposed. The algebra teacher wants to give a good lecture. So, as soon as the class started, I made the following speech: "Students, your homework has been done very well these days. It is not difficult to see that many of them have received education from institutions of higher learning. " He paused, looked at our puzzled eyes and frowned. "You see, the homework is exactly the same. Are there any students who are not graduates of Fuzhou University? "

"Machinery" is synonymous with "plagiarism". What a great discovery!

Fragments:

Appearance When you walk into our school, if you see a middle-aged male teacher, tall and big, with small eyes and a sunny face, it must be my physics teacher, Mr. Jiang.

Teacher Jiang's smiling face looks like the sun grandfather painted by children, which makes us feel so kind!

The language "Are you not convinced?" Teacher Ji looked at my tight face and smiled. "Yes, it seems that you are not wrong. But, think about it, if people turn a blind eye to these things, it will further develop such behavior. What did a little snake do today, and the whole classroom will be in chaos tomorrow? If everyone can't study, can you feel at ease as a monitor? "

Teaching method: moving people with emotion. Teacher Ye loves green leaves. Bookmarks made of green leaves can often be seen in her books. Once, Mr. Ye and I were walking in the wild and saw Mr. Ye bow his head and pick up a wide leaf. "Teacher, what's the matter with you?

Like green leaves? I can't hold it any longer. Teacher Ye smiled and asked me, "Do you like it?" I replied: "I don't like it, I love flowers!" " "Teacher Ye didn't say yes, but told me a touching story.

A girl was very ill and thought she was dying. She looked at the ivy outside the window and said, "When the last leaf on the vine fell, I was going to die, and people were sad for her. This matter was known by an old and sick painter. On a stormy night, the old painter took a pen when he was ill and drew a green crystal leaf, which made people firmly stick to the green vine. Shortly thereafter, the old painter died suddenly, but the little girl survived tenaciously. "

After listening to Teacher Ye's explanation, I thought a lot and finally understood the real reason why she loves green leaves.

Teacher practice

I don't know why, when she is in class, there are always so many people in the classroom who are busy and don't study so hard. "Lamb, lamb, look at mom, and rice will feed me to grow up!" When reading this poem, Fan Yong's voice suddenly turned into the sound of gongs and drums. He deliberately dragged the tone for a long time ... "Haha" burst into laughter in the classroom. "Big Sister" trembled and bowed her head and covered her mouth. Then I looked up and looked straight at Fan Yong. Everyone stared at her silently, and I was afraid to go out. She stared at the textbook and lowered her voice. She said quietly, "You should read the textbook carefully. If you don't want to read, you don't have to read! " Needless to say, you can imagine how red Fan Yong's face and heart are. I can feel the teacher laughing. Yes, at this moment, there was a smile on her mouth. Is it? She didn't mean to embarrass Fan Yong. Haven't you noticed? She just giggled, like a wronged little girl, pouting ... After all, she was only twenty years old, and "Big Sister" was with her little brother and sister. Will she be a child? Besides, as I told you, she is a little childish.

Such a person who is devoted to teaching is very interesting in class. Standing in front of the podium, angry with a high-pitched and passionate tone, the whole body and mind are immersed in a beautiful teaching ocean. Plain numbers seem to be moving poems in his mouth, and plain lines seem to be beautiful paintings in his hands; Speaking of beauty, he drew a big circle in the air with his arm. People kept pacing up and down, staring at us with bright eyes, almost asking us to engrave the contents of the lecture in our minds. When he was busy writing, the spacious blackboard seemed unable to hold his profound thoughts, so he often took chalk in one hand and eraser in the other, finished writing half of the blackboard, and then brushed off the other half. As a result, lively symbols appeared: "π, SIN, δ ..."

The strict teacher, the arrogant math teacher, has stood at the door of the classroom and shot at the classroom with his usual critical eyes. A pair of glasses with unknown degrees were held high on the head, flashing scary white light. Hum, no wonder some students describe him artistically: looking up at the stars.

A boy who likes to blush

Love blushing is not a girl's patent. A boy who used to sit at my desk likes to blush.

Winter is coming, and boys love to kick shuttlecock. The deskmate is considered an "expert" in this field. How about skipping, taking classes and playing badminton ... as long as you can sign up, he can come to a few. At that time, in the group shuttlecock kicking competition, with his beautiful left-right jump, his group turned the tables. I saw him jump gently, bend his left leg, kick up the steak, then turn around quickly, and kick up the steak from behind with his right leg just right. All the students on the sidelines began to drink. If there are other boys here, they will clap their chests: "What is this? I played at most ... "But he blushed and couldn't say a word. He turned and got into the crowd, which made the girls burst into laughter.

My deskmate! I wonder if you will greet me generously without blushing when you see me now?

chippy

Friendship and mutual assistance After a long period of contact, her wariness towards me gradually disappeared, and she occasionally lent me her diary. In her diary, I saw a rich inner world: exquisite scenery and lyricism, as well as criticism that hit the nail on the head ... I was surprised at first, and then gradually turned to admire-I didn't expect her to have such a deep vision and such a smooth writing style. My attitude towards her gradually changed. Sometimes I showed her my diary, and we saw sarcastic language (I remember in a joke, I asked her what "poor intolerance" was). In this level, I actually maintained a tacit understanding. Now it seems that I actually gained a lot of confidence and courage to correct my shortcomings from her diary.

Personality This girl is a bit "weird" after school. She seldom chats with girls and plays chess, but more often plays chess with boys, regardless of military chess, chess and Go. Or play ball together, regardless of football, basketball, badminton, like everything; Why don't you take your musical instrument and find a quiet place to enjoy it? The girls stopped talking about how she didn't know how to be reserved and how she lacked tenderness. On the contrary, except for a few sighs, it is still a "strange" word. However, the tone has become very soft, and I can hear it. There is helplessness and jealousy, and more is envy and admiration.

Advantages Honesty By the next semester of Grade Three, she suddenly fell ill for a week. This is really bad! The big exam is coming. What about the homework she left behind? Xiaolan's math and Chinese are ok, but her foreign language is poor. What a coincidence! The afternoon after her illness, she took the foreign language unit exam. I'm worried about her. The students have handed in their papers one after another, but Xiaolan is still thinking hard. Alas, it pains me to look at her pitiful appearance. While the teacher was not looking, I handed a small note. I don't know what's going on. She turned red after only one look. Soon she tore up the note and turned her head and gave me a hard look. I know it's wrong, but I think she can be excused for her absence due to illness. Before I finished thinking, she stood up resolutely and handed in the paper. I walked out of the classroom with her. She said angrily, "How can you' help' me like this? What a mess! I missed several foreign language classes. Can you help me with my makeup? Why did you do such a thing? ! "I was speechless by her questioning. But I really feel lucky to be at the same table with such a person.

Fourth, the storm in the class.

(model essay)

"She recommended herself as the monitor. It's really her!"

"Hum, it's disgusting to be so provocative."

"When she is a monitor, can she have this ability?"

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The news that she was recommended spread all over the class like spring breeze. Suddenly, every corner of the classroom was filled with voices of approval, blame and irony, but more people opposed it. However, she seems confident and poised.

"I just don't agree. What does she recommend to be a monitor? In that case, all our classmates can! "

"Yes, we should ask her face to face."

Several classmates found her and hit her at once.

As a member of my class, I have the right to recommend myself. Secondly, in the face of bad phenomena and chaos in the class, one person must take the lead in management. For the sake of the class, I recommend myself as the monitor. I am confident to manage the class well, and I will definitely get everyone's support. "It's a preemptive strike! These words made several students speechless and had to retire quietly, but they were not convinced.

Of course she can see it. So, between classes, after class; She took the initiative to talk to them and explain her purpose and requirements; Their trust; She solicited opinions extensively and further formulated the class work plan ... Soon, she won the support of most students, and many students took the initiative to talk to her about the problems and solutions in the class.

However, after a draw in Gang Po, another wave broke out. Some classmates headed by the former monitor asked her a more serious question: "You are confident and full of energy. But can words and deeds be consistent? What plans and measures do you take? What do you think of the former monitor? " Faced with this pile of problems, she thought for a long time. She kept silent on the surface, but a new plan was brewing in her mind. ...

The class meeting class finally arrived, and she began her inaugural speech: "I recommend myself as the monitor." Perhaps, some people will call me arrogant. However, students, today is the era of reform, and all people with lofty ideals should devote themselves to the torrent of reform. In society, you can recommend yourself as a factory director or manager. Why can't I recommend myself as the monitor? I know very well: as the head teacher of a class, everything should be started well. From now on, I will be more strict with myself and ask my classmates to supervise me. "

After a pause, she confidently added, "Let's announce the work plan. A good class must have iron discipline. Therefore, I decided to set up a discipline monitoring team to check and evaluate the implementation of discipline. A good class should also have good grades. I decided to set up a study leading group, hold a study competition, find out the reasons why students have less homework, and help students with learning difficulties in time ... "

The more she talked, the more excited she became. The more people listen, the more excited she becomes. She went on to say, "My former monitor and I are good friends. I have to admit that she is really a good classmate. But she is not bold enough and lacks the innovative spirit of reformers. Finally, I announce that all plans and measures will be implemented from tomorrow! "

A burst of applause broke out in the class, which was even more warm and exciting. The class storm also quietly subsided in this prolonged applause.

Verb (short for verb) What happened in class?

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A vivid composition instruction class

As soon as the bell rang, the head teacher and Chinese teacher strode onto the platform. He scanned the class with a particularly dignified expression, and finally found Brinton and Li Wei moving their seats. The Chinese teacher's face immediately showed a very dissatisfied look. He said, "Fiona Fang cannot live without rules." So they were ordered to stand up and walk out of the classroom.

When they heard the command, they stood up in surprise and cried sadly. The teacher was in a bad mood today, and those people took our knives on purpose! Although other students dare not whisper to each other, they all show dissatisfaction in their brow. So, the teacher added "anger" and issued an "order" next time. Brinton left, Li Wei had to leave the seat with a low fist. Other students took the opportunity to whisper: the Chinese teacher has always been amiable. What happened today? Is it a big deal to make such a fuss? What's more, Brinton and Li Wei always abide by discipline and respect teachers, so they can be sentenced to "severe punishment".

Then brinton and Li Wei came to the podium.

……

chippy

At the graduating class meeting, Zhang Hai, who is usually impolite, stood up straight, sincerely apologized to the offended classmates, and then sang "It's All My Fault" with a heavy heart. Our top students also stood up and said with regret, "I only cared about myself before and gave too little help to others." I hope that the students can make continuous progress in the new class. " Then, she sang "Become a useful person as soon as possible". With the singing, our hands are tightly held together. At first, there was a singer, singing and singing, and everyone sang along. I stopped sobbing and sang for my classmates alone: "... the world belongs to you." Because you are young, you must grasp it and don't give up ... "

At this moment, Teacher Zhang and the foreign language teacher came in. Looking at Mr. Zhang with gray hair, I thought to myself: Do you forgive our mistakes? How I wish you could still give us a lecture. When you were lecturing, I was deeply impressed by your powerful waving arms and kind and inspiring eyes. Please read "My Uncle Yule" to us again, even if it is only a recitation or a sentence.

Looking at the young foreign language teacher, I was thinking: You care about us like a big sister. You will tell Xiaoxiu later: "Your pronunciation is still not accurate. Take time to find me to study phonetic symbols. " After a while, I told Xiufen, "When translating English sentences, we should pay attention to language habits …" The day before yesterday, you taught us "Falling Sky" in English, and we all sang it.

Through vague tears, I saw Ping Liu tidying up the broom and dustpan at the back of the classroom. The bright sunshine shines on her tearful round face, and I think she is so beautiful for the first time. Luo Tao is carefully taking down the curriculum marked "Three (6)" and putting it in her notebook. Look at our classroom again: the glass is bright enough for people to see, and the tables and chairs are neatly arranged. ...

The class meeting is about to end. We asked the teacher to forgive us all our mistakes. We are determined to start from scratch. ...

The most interesting part of the lecture is Monday. In the morning of the second section, our "special speech" began as soon as the bell rang. The first speaker on the stage was Zhang Mei, a study committee member. His speech was concise and clear. The topic she talked about was "Who said that girls are not as strong as boys". She not only listed Wu Zetian, Liu Hulan and Zhang Zhixin, but also listed the female students around us. She said cheerfully: "In the three years since junior high school in our class, the top three students in every exam were female students!" " This argument is solid and powerful. Female students are grinning, while male students are frowning and thinking hard about countermeasures.

Zhang Mei's speech ended in applause, and the classroom was temporarily shrouded in a serious atmosphere. Finally, Li Qing, the representative of the Chinese Department, who is called "Chinese first", took the stage. The topic of his speech is "We men must not lag behind girls". He speaks forcefully, clearly, seriously and with good reason. Finally, he also promised: "See you in the senior high school entrance examination, we boys will definitely leave you girls behind!" " "The bell rang and the" Monday Special Speech "was over.

That speech left a series of questions worth pondering for the students, and all the students ignited the fire of "transcendence" in their hearts, and they were all working hard in secret.

As soon as the bell rang, someone in the classroom shouted, "Les Miserables is coming!" "Others pointed to the direction in which the bell rang and shouted," Sadness! Sad! "-I have to check the endorsement of this class. I am also a nervous person.

As early as last week, the teacher said that we would take a nap in this class today. I studied by myself early today, and the teacher mentioned it again. The classroom was crowded with people. ...

The worrying bell rang and the teacher came into the classroom with a smile. It seems that she is full of hope, but I am uneasy. Can she draw me? Bless the bodhisattva!

Began the prelude. I peeked around. A classmate's hand was rubbing hard between his knees; Classmate b seems to be trembling slightly; C students with textbooks on their knees, head down, mumbling-it seems that Buddha's feet are not enough! Many students, especially those who are good students, are sitting still, looking like they have a plan. ……

Attractive speech His hands waved in the air, vivid and powerful. We listened quietly,

Thinking ... unconsciously, half a class and many classes passed, and when he finished the last sentence, the classroom was still silent. Everyone wants him to say something else. He smiled at everyone: "My words are over." At this time, everyone sent him off the platform with the warmest applause.

Six, moving things

Warm current:

One winter evening, it was already dark, and there was a fierce northwest wind. There was no one in the street. I pushed my bike with a flat belt and walked anxiously. The cold wind blew through the cotton-padded clothes, and I shivered. At this point, I just hope to find the garage quickly, otherwise, it will take at least two hours to get home.

I'm always lucky. Look, the lights in the garage ahead are still on. "Saved!" I feel glad for the car. The shopkeeper is a thin man. "What? Tire repair? No, I have to close the stall. " "So ... can I borrow the water pump?" "Cheer up? Fifty cents. " "It's so dark!" I thought so in my heart and fumbled in my pocket. Shit.-nothing. I don't know what to say. After a little hesitation, he has pushed the car away.

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He got on the bus and left, far away. I watched his figure finally disappear into the night. The north wind is still blowing violently, but I no longer feel cold. ...

On the second day of the drought, I took a bunch of carefully trimmed jasmine flowers to visit my mother in the hospital. Pushing the door open gently, I found my father's head leaning against the eaves of the bed, holding my mother's hand tightly in my arms, "sleeping" and sleeping soundly. Mother's face is full of smiles. The sun shone through the cracks in the curtains, and the whole room was full of warmth.

Maybe my footsteps woke my father. He shook his head, gently put down his mother's hand and pulled me out. "Dad, why don't you find a bed to sleep in?" "I'm afraid your mother won't wake dad if she's uncomfortable at night. Sleeping by the bed, as long as your mother's hand moves, dad wakes up. " Say that finish, father went to buy breakfast. Looking at my father's tired back, a warm current rises from my heart.

I walked into the ward gently, scattered the bunch of jasmine flowers and put them in a vase. "Son, help mom rub her feet. Your dad slept so soundly just now, I was afraid to wake him, and my feet didn't dare to move, and I was numb. " Looking at my mother's smiling face, I suddenly understood the meaning of the sentence "just like jasmine". It is not as earth-shattering as Qiong Yao's, nor as romantic and gentle as Xi Juan's, but it does exist, just like the fragrance of jasmine, clear and peaceful.

A little girl with a beautiful heart walked in front of me. A little girl suddenly slipped. I quickly picked her up and asked her if she was hurt. She kept saying no, but stared at the banana peel on the ground. After a while, she bent down and picked it up carefully, one by one. I was surprised and asked, "What are you doing with it? How dirty! " She replied without looking back, "lest others slip like me." My face turned red as soon as her words came out. A Communist Youth League member forgot his duty of "thinking of others everywhere"! It suddenly occurred to me that what the little girl found was my vocation and human conscience. She threw the banana peel into the dark green dustbin and skipped away. Behind her, the dustbin glowed with soft and fresh green light.

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That was when I was about to graduate from junior high school.

The middle school entrance examination is just around the corner, and everyone is making a last-ditch effort. I am also non-stop all day, shuttling between books and mountains. Who would have thought that at this critical moment, the disgusting "flu" came to join in the fun and gave me a temperature of 39℃ and a stuffy nose. When I got home at noon, my limbs ached and I was too lazy to have a bite of rice. But there is an important exam this afternoon, and I don't want to miss it. When I mentioned that my schoolbag was leaving, my mother quickly stopped me and said, "Can you support it?" I didn't answer, just nodded mechanically and rushed out of the room. Walking along the faint clouds, I came to the classroom in a daze. In a daze, the bell rang. Strangely, the usual crisp "Ding Rinrin" turned into a dull "boom" in my ear.

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Afterwards, I heard my deskmate say to me, "You are really good!" I feel extremely gratified. Because what I passed that time was not an ordinary Chinese exam, but also a test of my will and perseverance.

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Math exam "Students, the teaching exam in the afternoon ..." Before Mr. Shangguan's words were finished, Dr. Zeng Hualiang, a math doctor in our class, pulled us back:

"Math exam ..." His eyebrows smiled like a crescent, and his face smiled like a flower.

"Three-fingered snail-as sure as a gun is the first place in the' Doctor of Teaching'." Xu Xiangyun, the monitor, finished this sentence.

"That-hey hey ..." Zeng Hualiang waved his hand as if holding a certificate.

The examination paper is being passed from the front to the back. Everyone's face looked very serious and nervous, but Zeng Hualiang still shook his chubby head and showed great pride.

"Look how happy you are, holding the test paper!" Jiang Longmao at the same table stabbed him. He just took the test paper and swept it with his eyes. "Oh, then ..." I couldn't help exclaiming. The tight eyebrows suddenly twisted into a big knot in one's heart, and the round face turned into a three-foot bitter gourd, looking like a cloudy day.

These expressions, of course, can't deceive Shangguan's eyes. "Attention, everyone pay attention to the test mood!" This is obviously for Zeng Hualiang. He quickly calmed himself down, thought sensitively with his "doctor" mind, and the mysterious golden pen danced on the test paper.

There was a ring at the bell Zeng Hualiang followed him and stood up from his seat. His air has disappeared. He hung his head like a frosted melon leaf and strode towards his friend. ...

Eight, the love of parents

Start and end:

San chun hui Cun Cao Xin

When I opened the letter from home, I accidentally dropped a piece of paper and picked it up. It's my mother's "exhortation" again. The general idea is to pay attention to oral hygiene (my teeth have been pulled out and filled recently, which cost a lot of money). I must brush my teeth at night, pay attention to nutrition, and eat more fruits ... After reading it, I just feel warm in my heart, and I don't have the feeling of being "a thousand miles away" at home in the past.

The most unforgettable thing is my mother's figure when I went home last time. ...

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A few days later, my mother asked my second brother to bring me a pair of new leather shoes. Mom knows I won't spend the money. She told me to dress up and stop wearing those old and big rags.

Mother's Day is coming. I only gave it to my mother as "greatness in the ordinary". May she be healthy and happy forever.

chippy

Father-daughter Love My father's love for himself was Sunday. I was packing my things to go back to school, but I couldn't find my diary. After a while, I found it under my father's dictionary, and something in it seemed to be wrong. I immediately concluded that my father was peeking, and my anger suddenly came up.

"Dad, come here." "What is it?" "Ask yourself!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, and tears of injustice fell down one after another. "What makes you peek at my diary? Did you get my permission? You, you ... "I cried with a" wow ".

That night, I grabbed a few mouthfuls of rice, picked up my schoolbag and left home without saying hello to my father.

The next day, the temperature plummeted and everyone in the dormitory put on cotton-padded jackets. I sat by the bed alone, because I was in a hurry and didn't bring any warm clothes. That night when I was shivering with cold, my father came to school to find me with a big bag of clothes under his arm.

"Huahua, is it cold?" Say that finish, he began to take clothes.

I was a little embarrassed, but I said coldly, "Go home, leave your clothes here."

Dad stopped, handed me the bag, took out a big bottle of my favorite fried hairtail, gave me a piece of paper, reminded me a few words, and left in a hurry.

I opened the note:

"China and China, dad, I'm sorry, I made you angry yesterday. Dad read your diary to get to know you, because you don't want to tell me something. I always feel as if I have done something wrong. Now it seems that I was really wrong. Daughter's older, dad's staying! In addition, pay attention to your health at school, and eat fish quickly to avoid deterioration! "

My heart is shaking, and I clearly feel my father's love for my daughter.

Thanks to my mother's love, I got my mother's True Story, learned to wrap jiaozi, and wrapped many tricks. Although my mother no longer pokes my nose or kisses my forehead, I can still find the lasting happy smile on my mother's face. So I prefer to pack jiaozi with my mother, and often make her laugh with some interesting things in school. But behind my mother's smile, I also saw a cruel reality. The vicissitudes of time have been deeply engraved on my mother's face, and the autumn frost has dyed my sideburns white; Hands that used to be so plump are now rough. I can't bear to watch it any more. If I look at the wrinkles on my mother's forehead, I will feel a little more guilty. I always want to go back to the days when I knelt on the bed and counted jiaozi, lying in my mother's arms and coquetry, and helping my mother smooth the wrinkles on her face. Therefore, we can't leave our work now. By the time I got up and wanted to change shifts, my mother had cooked three pots of jiaozi. I had to sit down again and keep praising "delicious", but my heart felt as uncomfortable as knocking over a five-flavored bottle.

Nine. Life and self-cultivation

Please start working hard today.

"Today after today, how little today! If you don't do it today, when will it happen? Today is a hundred years of life, and today is not a pity! When the Ming Dynasty comes, it will be the Ming Dynasty. Write today's poem for you. Please start today. " This song "Today" is the work of Wen Jia in Ming Dynasty.

Poetry, I don't remember when I first read it, but I feel that I have done a lot of stupid things in the past, so I woke up from my dream.

To sum up, the stupid things I have done can be divided into two categories: one is fantasy and the other is regret. However, fantasy often becomes a bubble, and regret is of no help. How easy is it to do such a stupid thing completely? People like to fantasize about the future and predict tomorrow, but tomorrow is not determined by human will. What is the value of people's fantasies and predictions? Unfortunately, when we are dreaming, we let our time slip away quietly from us today. When people are in trouble or frustrated, they often lament misfortune and regret the past. However, yesterday belongs to people, and what has passed away has been lost forever. What is the significance of people's lament and regret? From Wen Jia's first heartfelt poem, I suddenly realized that today is the most precious thing!

People often say that once something is lost, it will feel more precious. Isn't time the same? We don't have to waste time dreaming. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Such a huge project of the Great Wall in Wan Li is not only out of imagination, but also built by working people with sweat and hands, brick by brick. What would the Great Wall look like today without the first brick? We shouldn't waste time on "regretting the past". "Rome was not built in a day." After hundreds of experiments failed, Faraday finally accidentally threw a magnet into the coil, thus producing the famous law of electromagnetic induction. If this is accidental, it is also the result of Faraday's persistent efforts. Failure and frustration are not worth regretting at all. What we lose is sweat, but what we gain is valuable experience. As long as we don't lose heart and work hard, we will succeed in the end.

As Wen Jia said, "How many days are today in a hundred years of life". A person's life is short, but as long as you cherish every "today" and make progress every day, why not do it tomorrow?

Please start working hard today-I hope everyone will take this as their motto.

chippy

It is unrealistic idealism to be indifferent to the bumpy road of life, but to demand that the road of life be smooth and smooth. The twists and turns of life are a kind of beauty, an experience and an attempt to life. Facing the endless steps of the years, being immersed in the past can only tilt the balance of the soul, and looking for the past can only pick up dusty dreams.

There are many setbacks: falling from Sun Shan, suffering from illness, learning difficulties, lovelorn pain ... Since everyone can't get rid of the pain of setbacks, why can't they be indifferent and turn a blind eye to setbacks? "Failure is the mother of success", why do you feel helpless and confused about it? The darkness before dawn is always short-lived, and dark clouds can't cover the sun after all. Therefore, frustration needs indifference and spirit needs sublimation.

Only by being indifferent to setbacks can we get out of the predicament of setbacks, stand up from setbacks and resolutely move towards a better life tomorrow, even though there may be setbacks tomorrow.

Be indifferent to setbacks, okay?