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I am tired, but my soul is full of fighting spirit. The sleepy man is calling me, but I don't care. Still holding my beloved classical literature book "Whether you have wisdom or not, look at the Three Kingdoms; Brave or not, look at the water margin ",food is enough for the people, and documents govern the people's stupidity." "Every time I see a good book, I can't love it, and I refuse to read it, especially books on classical literature, which makes me crazy to read, not for other reasons, but because of my hobbies and interests, which I can't control. I would rather cry than bleed if I could. I hung red lanterns in all subjects, but I couldn't give her a safe home. I really want to attack her with my passion for books, but I can't hold on. I know that if I let her hang red lanterns all the time, it means that my fate with the school has come to an end. I will give up my beloved book and build a safe home for her. Can I choose to cry? The most painful thing for a person is to shed tears, but it is better to shed tears than to bleed!
The call of the soul
I love books, but I can't study at school. I really don't understand why textbooks are all made up or nothing new is made up. I see few people who educate people, such as Lao Zi and Zhuangzi's philosophy. To establish a person, benevolence is the first, and morality is the first. Benevolence is the goodness of human nature. Both Confucianism and Taoism advocate learning to be a man before learning. Learn literature if you can. If I can, I choose to cry, and I am sad about it. If possible, I should choose to cry more. I can't study at school and fight with my grades all day. Grading is the lifeblood of students and the magic weapon of teachers. Sorry for studying! Some people say that this is the reality, you have to accept it. I don't know when I was infected by this. It seems that those who are near the ink are black. My whole body was blackened by them, and only my heart was protected. So, I often hear the call from my heart, and I am back in the book!
Can I choose to cry? If I can, I will shed tears for myself, but tears are not as good as blood, the blood of men, the blood of men in China!
Can I choose a composition? At the beginning of the text >> Many times, I always thought I was strong and fell down. I didn't cry. I can lick the wound and stand up strong. However, people are emotional animals. When perseverance is not so strong, my heart will be deeply lost.
So, sometimes, I also want to give up.
After several quizzes, my grades were not satisfactory again and again. Faced with the ardent expectations of teachers and parents, I can no longer face it with that once peaceful heart. At this confused crossroads of life, I thought about giving up.
But can you really give up?
Giving up means that all my efforts in the past ten years have gone down the drain.
Giving up means that my parents' hopes for me disappear overnight.
Can you really give up?
I walked quietly in an empty alley, and my foot slowly stepped on a pebble. I like to let my tears flow out quietly in an empty place. In fact, I know that it's not just tears that come out, but also my mood. Just then, I saw a complete spider web hanging in the corner, shining golden in the sunset. I am reminded of General Napoleon. That's how I saw the little creature win the war after unremitting netting again and again, right?
So, I gently broke the spider web with branches, and wisps of spider silk swayed gently in the wind, and the spider suddenly panicked. It slowly climbed to the place where the net was broken, spit out a thread and dragged it to the corner, one by one. With its calm mind, it calmly formed a net.
Spider webs seem to be my life. When I fall or encounter setbacks, it's like the net is blown by the wind. Spiders can face setbacks and misfortunes so calmly and calmly. Why can't I? Facing his torn web, the spider didn't give up. Will I give up so easily?
In the dim tears, I found that life is a process of chasing dreams. Leaving behind the troubles and stepping on many disappointments in the past, choosing instant sobriety means choosing instant growth.
How many times do people have to fall and catch up with sandstorms before they can grow up?
Clouds roll and clouds are comfortable, flowers bloom and fall. What is failure?
The word "give up" appears in my life again and again, but in fact, every time I am strong. Tired, painful and failed, I screamed at the sky: Never give up. Shout until you feel calm and clear, and shout until you cry.
Do you know that?/You know what? Never giving up is the best interpretation of life.
Sometimes, I want to give up, but I know that I can't give up, and I will never give up.
What do you do when you see those beautiful arcs on other people's papers and there are many bright intersections on your own papers? I will tell myself again and again: I didn't play well and made a mistake ... then I will throw the test paper in the darkest corner to avoid the result that I don't study hard.
What do you do when you hear someone else singing a beautiful song lingering in the air and your broken voice disappears? I will tell myself again and again that I am not feeling well today ... and then leave my memory in the darkest corner and refuse to admit that I really can't do it well.
I am not a brave man. Every time I stand in front of mistakes and reality, I get scared and put them aside. The reality is too cruel and terrible for me to face.
How time flies.
Finally, one day, I found that memories and false certificates had accumulated in that corner of my heart, and my heart was overwhelmed. Then I got up the courage and turned out the things I had stored one by one.
I told myself again and again: these are all things I have to face. I did something wrong. This is my weakness. I just repeated it until I could face them without sweating.
When new mistakes and reality cross in front of me, even if I throw them into the corner occasionally, I always face them with a smile.
"Can I choose to face it?"
"Yes, yes."
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What do you do when you see those beautiful arcs on other people's papers and there are many bright intersections on your own papers? I will tell myself again and again: I didn't play well and made a mistake ... then I will throw the test paper in the darkest corner to avoid the result that I don't study hard.
What do you do when you hear someone else singing a beautiful song lingering in the air and your broken voice disappears? I will tell myself again and again that I am not feeling well today ... and then leave my memory in the darkest corner and refuse to admit that I really can't do it well.
I am not a brave man. Every time I stand in front of mistakes and reality, I get scared and put them aside. The reality is too cruel and terrible for me to face.
How time flies.
Finally, one day, I found that memories and false certificates had accumulated in that corner of my heart, and my heart was overwhelmed. Then I got up the courage and turned out the things I had stored one by one.
I told myself again and again: these are all things I have to face. I did something wrong. This is my weakness. I just repeated it until I could face them without sweating.
When new mistakes and reality cross in front of me, even if I throw them into the corner occasionally, I always face them with a smile.
"Can I choose to face it?"
"Yes, yes."
Can I choose my destiny?
Rich, wonderful, bumpy and so on can all be used to describe fate. Fate is like a road, it is gray, and only one person can go. What happens occasionally will soon disappear. Everyone's fate is different. It can't be described as success or failure. What about me? Me, can I choose my destiny?
I once saw such a scene in a flower shop. A little boy ran by in a hurry, and with a bang, the vase placed at the door was broken, and the beautiful vase went up in smoke at that moment. The shopkeeper ran out to say a few words and let the boy go. After all, it is a child.
Seeing this scene, I have an unknown feeling and can't help but admire: "This is it?" I didn't expect the little boy to be scolded by the shopkeeper, but unfortunately the vase's life ended so soon.
A vase, beautiful but fragile, is often short and empty. What about me? If you are not "solid", you are ignorant and nothing special.
And study hard, get into high school and college, and then go to the society to earn money and even repay the motherland. Isn't this the way to educate children in today's society? This fate is predestined. This makes many people feel bad, including me. Maybe it's too much pressure. I have thought about it, but can I choose my destiny?
I don't want that fate. Life is not wonderful. Although it is full, it is not thrilling. That kind of life is of course "safe" and "insurance", but what I want is a beautiful fate with my own personality and characteristics. Even if it seems to be just a general statement, it is what I really want and want to have. But, can I choose?
Fate doesn't care about the length, but about the meaning and process, and whether you have worked hard or not. Lu Xun satirized those people whose fate was miserable. Although they get more or less sympathy from others, on the contrary, why don't they make efforts to change their destiny?
Me, fate, my fate, can I change it?
It's my hobby to stack paper models since childhood. My little playmates in the same street all say that I am good at technology, which makes me very happy. Listening to my friends' praise, my father is also very supportive and often buys me some models.
However, in recent months, my father began to oppose my folding model. Once, my father came over with a big box in his arms: "Qiqi, I heard your uncle Liu say that learning more musical instruments will be of great help to the entrance examination in the future." He has sent his son to learn piano. After careful consideration, I signed up for the accordion class for you. No, I bought you an accordion. "Say that finish, dad opened the box, revealing a twisted accordion. After holding it, it feels like holding a heavy small millstone. Since then, my model is gone, and my rest is gone.
More than two months have passed. One day, my father said, "Qiqi, play me a tune." Reluctantly, my fingers began to be disobedient and I played very disorganized. Dad waved his hand again and again: "Forget it, forget it." Hearing this news, I am secretly happy: I can stack paper models again this time. I was only happy here, and my father spoke again: "Learn Go from today!" " Suddenly, my heart is cold again.
Two months passed in a blink of an eye, and my father invited Uncle Li's son to play chess with me. As a result, he beat me out of the water and made my dad frown. When I got home, my father scolded me again.
Walking into my room and looking at the paper model lying quietly in the bookcase, I was full of thoughts: Dad, can I choose?
-I tried to put up with you. Understand you.
Notes before the text of a book or after the title of an article.
It's cold at night. Wearing a thin shirt, I sat by the window and looked up at the night sky. I have your back at night.
Looking at your distant back, looking at you through the bangs in your hair. Watching you show off more and more, I realized that my hair had changed.
She has changed. She loves fame, interests and face, but what can I do to stop her? Sometimes, I can suppress my emotions, but sometimes, I can't ... I often sit at the window with tears and say to myself regretfully, "She really shouldn't be involved!" " "But every time he praised her in front of me, I found in her contemptuous eyes and tone that those tears were all in vain, and the once strong regrets disappeared without a trace.
I hate him, hate his scheming, hate her imitation, hate her pretending to be a sissy love, hate her pretending to be pure love. But I have to put up with it, because he is my friend. Even if I can't help bursting out sometimes, I have no right to be angry when I think about it. Angry at her?
Indeed, I am not qualified to hate anyone, nor am I qualified to hate anyone. I have no right to speak ill of you behind your back. I swear I won't. I'm not qualified. I'm not qualified. So I have to put up with it,
Don't worry! I can bear it, even if I am angry, and I won't make you sad again. At least, make you happy in the last less than a month.
Put up with your excesses and irrationality. But I have to endure, let me learn to endure a person, which will be my greatest achievement since primary school.
I learned to be patient. Finally learned to be patient. Finally learned.
Can I choose to stay?
After six years of wind, I left before I had time to enjoy it. It's been a year since we broke up, but I still can't forget those bits and pieces and those hasty happiness.
In my spare time, I will recall many memories of my primary school, which were written by 56 students in our class.
I still remember that my head teacher, Mr. Ou, was very kind to me and often chatted with me. We talk about love and literature together. She'll ask me how old I'm going to fall in love. As soon as I say I'm off work, she will exaggerate that it's too late! She commented with me on the twelve women in A Dream of Red Mansions. I said I liked Shi Xiangyun best, and she nodded in agreement. She pulled me out of the teacher's room before the last monthly exam before graduation and said seriously, "Do you want to go to the school in Shapingba? Take a good test! "
At the last class meeting, Mr. Ou read out the evaluation of each of our classmates. She did not hesitate to evaluate me as "the most educated classmate" and then said, "Don't ask me which classmate I like best, because every classmate has the best word before his evaluation, and every classmate is unique in my heart."
Many of our classmates cried! Simple friendship gradually becomes precious in the rush of time.
At the graduation ceremony, our class sang "Jasmine" with beautiful melody and tactfully singing, which is very familiar. The bear reads, "Today is our last time!" " On the stage. Really, really is the last time! Perhaps, we can no longer get together so neatly and sing this ballad again completely.
I shook my head and my nose was sour, but I didn't cry.
Jia Xin next to me holds me.
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My hands are warm. She looked up stubbornly and said, "We don't cry. Pleasebebrave！”
I hugged Tian Tian and said, "I will miss you forever!" "
"Don't forget, we are middle school!" Tian Tian smiled.
Yes, we are together, but there are too many classmates to live without us.
I will never forget Ah Hui holding hands with me and talking about the world. Finally, she said, "You have to believe that I will always be with you."
My dearest deskmate said, "Our dog named Nana is so cute!" "
And "Big Eye" always looks at me and says, "You have to grow taller quickly!"
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Too many memento mori have been dancing silently in every corner for six years.
"Life is like crossing the sea, and we meet in the same narrow boat. When you die, go to the other side together and go to different worlds. "
Reading Tagore's poems filled me with sadness. Yes, we just met by chance, but this time has left us with simple and infinite happiness. How I want to stay here for a short time, so that everyone can get together and relive the beauty we once had.
However, can we choose to stay?
I can't.
Because time is too hasty, there are too many beautiful dreams waiting for us to realize. The color of a large sky needs us to describe. The blueprint for the future depends on us. We have too many dreams-Raindrop to practice table tennis in Beijing, Meier who wants to be a star, and Xiao Q who wants to study in Peking University. But if time stays, all students' dreams will be dashed. Although we miss the past, we should look to the future.
As soon as a person is born, he is doomed not to live his life smoothly. There will inevitably be some setbacks, and some people have chosen to give up-failed. Others choose to stick to it. ...
I remember there was a math exam this semester. I was ecstatic when the teacher handed out the paper, hehe-I felt good about myself. In a short time, the previous question was asked, and the last question was just around the corner. At first glance, it is an application problem, which is my strength. I exulted and started to do it.
Five minutes passed and I didn't succeed; After a while, 10 minutes passed, and I was still thinking hard. I am in a hurry, my hand has been scratching my head ... It will be rolled up in 5 minutes, and my heart is very contradictory: I choose to give up and throw this question away; I still choose to insist. Time was running out and I couldn't care about anything, so I decided to "choose to persist." My brain is working fast. I figured it out, so I wrote the question. After collecting the papers, the students began to check the answers, and I was no exception. When I tried to answer the question, I found that the answer to the last question was different. Not only did I not lose heart, but I insisted that my answer was correct.
Two days later, the teacher handed out the paper. As soon as I saw the results, the bright red score made my heart happy. I thought about it carefully, and I persisted in this achievement.
Persistence, let me grow; Insist on making me happy; Persistence makes me successful ... how many great men have the good quality of persistence since ancient times. When studying radioactive elements, Madame Curie clearly knew that these elements would seriously harm her health. But he still chose to stick to it. Finally, she discovered radium. Persistence is a good quality that everyone should learn. I will choose to persist and succeed in my life and career.
When life is used to taking, it will forget to give up. In folklore, birds made of ice can no longer bear the weight of the material world, and flying is just an eternal dream. So we ask ourselves, in the face of the complicated world, can I choose to give up?
Doubt made me hesitate, but you gave a perfect answer. ...
When you cover the moon and mow the grass in the field, the twilight leaves footprints on the ridge of the field, as if asking-why didn't Peng stop you from saving the poor's heart? You loosen the soil and sing without looking up: "Come back! The countryside will be ruined, Hu Bugui? " You said you might as well go home and serve bean sprouts. Under the high hall mirror at the other end of the mountain, the official sea is ups and downs, and with your full knowledge, you have endless prosperity. On the contrary, you gave up wine, food, luxury houses of high officials and rich people, lived in huts, and plowed Long Mu. Only by giving up material desires can we have inner peace and happiness.
When your skirt endures the cold outside the Great Wall, the bleak sound of Qiangdi is heavy, the plaintive pipa rings, and you endure the lonely journey. A seemingly weak woman stood up in the hall facing each other and resolved the embarrassment of getting married in a great country. You still remember the painful tears in your mother's arms when you left, but you are determined to pay attention to the western regions forever. How sad! But you gave up the girl's dream, gave up your long-planned leisure life, and were willing to travel abroad. Only by giving up selfish thoughts can you be calm and peaceful.
When you curiously unfold the dragon scroll that you dream of in Wulin, the flame in your eyes can't cover up the pallor on the scroll cloth, and you are puzzled. When you learn that the best secret recipe is blank, you finally realize that it is really the highest.
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The realm of is "nothing". Great hopes are invisible, and great voices are silent. Give up deliberate description, give up gorgeous carving, give up all foreign things that bind my heart and become natural. Is to give up the burden that keeps the universe alive.
Can I give up? I don't think I doubt it anymore. Ancient sages didn't have everything, nor did the cosmic astrology. Maybe giving up is not happy in itself, but it can help us find happiness. Give up the pursuit of full marks and honors and follow your true self.
Scattered is childhood, leaving behind memories.
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Today is my 16 birthday. Does this mean that I am one step closer to death? In fact, I really want to choose to start over.
Sherman has a novel called suantiankula. Finally, she wrote, "If I had to choose again, I would never be the girl with so many secrets. Because these secrets don't really belong to me, but I can't help but be desperate to save them. " This sentence seems to be said by Tian, and it seems to be a portrayal of Lin Zhi! In fact, I can also see my own shadow in them. If I had to choose again, I would never be the girl with the so-called secret now.
Can I choose to start over?
Give me a chance, I won't read novels in math class; Upload a note in Chinese class; Give your own novel ideas in English class; Wandering in the science class; Do homework in ideological and political class.
Can I choose to start over?
Can time go back to 14 years? I will cherish the little things I get along with my grandmother and won't make her angry. She loves me the most in the world, but I break her heart again and again.
Can I choose to start over?
Back to primary school, that carefree life. There seems to be a figure playing with friends in front of me, and I can vaguely hear the laughter while playing in my ear. Although the quarrel is inevitable, we must play together again the next day.
Question: Can I choose to start over?
Conclusion: No!
Reason: The old days were fair to everyone.
Revelation: Today, I only
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The only thing I can do is to seize every day and not let myself regret it when I look back a few years later!
As soon as a person is born, he is doomed not to live his life smoothly. There will inevitably be some setbacks, and some people have chosen to give up-failed. Others choose to stick to it. ...
I remember there was a math exam this semester. I was ecstatic when the teacher handed out the paper, hehe-I felt good about myself. In a short time, the previous question was asked, and the last question was just around the corner. At first glance, it is an application problem, which is my strength. I exulted and started to do it.
Five minutes passed and I didn't succeed; After a while, 10 minutes passed, and I was still thinking hard. I am in a hurry, my hand has been scratching my head ... It will be rolled up in 5 minutes, and my heart is very contradictory: I choose to give up and throw this question away; I still choose to insist. Time was running out and I couldn't care about anything, so I decided to "choose to persist." My brain is working fast. I figured it out, so I wrote the question. After collecting the papers, the students began to check the answers, and I was no exception. When I tried to answer the question, I found that the answer to the last question was different. Not only did I not lose heart, but I insisted that my answer was correct.
Two days later, the teacher handed out the paper. As soon as I saw the results, the bright red score made my heart happy. I thought about it carefully, and I persisted in this achievement.
Persistence, let me grow; Insist on making me happy; Persistence makes me successful ... how many great men have the good quality of persistence since ancient times. When studying radioactive elements, Madame Curie clearly knew that these elements would seriously harm her health. But he still chose to stick to it. Finally, she discovered radium. Persistence is a good quality that everyone should learn. I will choose to persist and succeed in my life and career.
Once, I wanted to be a bad boy-doing whatever I want, doing nothing, doing nothing ...; Once, I thought I chose to give up everything, study, work hard and exist. Once, I thought I would stop working hard, stop running, stop walking, stop upgrading and give up halfway.
In the face of such a study life, two points and one line are boring and patient. I want to change such a boring life, I want to … I want to be a bad boy, fly in the sky, try to be a free man and try that life, but when I didn't put it into action, two stories changed me. Thanks to these two stories, I have changed, made me a knowledgeable, educated and strong-willed person, and reassured my parents.
The first story, it tells me: don't give up, insist on being yourself. A long time ago, a frog family went to look for water. Because their home was dry, they were walking on the road. They didn't expect two frogs at home to fall into a hole. They tried to jump out, but the hole was deep and there was rushing water next to it, so it was not easy to jump up. The two of them kept jumping out, and the frogs outside the hole came around. Seeing the depth of the hole, they all persuaded the two frogs in the hole, "Give up! You can't jump out. " After listening to the advice of the frogs outside, one of them gradually stopped jumping out, while the other kept trying to jump out. At this moment, the frogs outside are constantly persuading them not to die of pain and fatigue. The frog that is still jumping is still trying. At this time, the frog who didn't jump gave up his efforts and was washed away by the rushing water. He died, and the frog that kept jumping out finally jumped out of the deep hole. At this time, the frogs found that the frogs were deaf. He thought that other frogs were cheering for him at that time. He only had one belief in his heart at that time, and he could come back to everyone. From this story, the frog taught me not to give up easily, but to work hard. As long as you work hard, you will succeed.
The second story made me understand that everything needs to be given and loved. Nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it. A reporter interviewed a famous American female economist. The reporter asked, "Do you love this business?" She casually said "no". I used to love painting. The reporter asked, "Then why did you do this job so well?" "She said," Do what you do and love what you do. This is my motto. Even if I am doing another job now, I will still do it well, and so will the economist. "yes! Do a line and love a line. Isn't it the same for us to study? Since we are studying, our task now is to study. We must learn well and learn best.
Can I choose to give up? Can I be a bad boy? My answer now is "no!" Without hesitation. I want to learn not to give up, I want to be firm, I want to choose to be a useful person, I want to stick to everything until the last moment, until I achieve something, until the end.
Can I choose to give up?
Sometimes, I want to give up.
Many times, I always thought I was strong and fell down. I didn't cry. I can lick the wound and stand up strong. However, people are emotional animals. When perseverance is not so strong, my heart will be deeply lost.
So, sometimes, I also want to give up.
After several quizzes, my grades were not satisfactory again and again. Faced with the ardent expectations of teachers and parents, I can no longer face it with that once peaceful heart. At this confused crossroads of life, I thought about giving up.
But can you really give up?
Giving up means that all my efforts in the past ten years have gone down the drain.
Giving up means that my parents' hopes for me disappear overnight.
Can you really give up?
I walked quietly in an empty alley, and my foot slowly stepped on a pebble. I like to let my tears flow out quietly in an empty place. In fact, I know that it's not just tears that come out, but also my mood. Just then, I saw a complete spider web hanging in the corner, shining golden in the sunset. I am reminded of General Napoleon. That's how I saw the little creature win the war after unremitting netting again and again, right?
So, I gently broke the spider web with branches, and wisps of spider silk swayed gently in the wind, and the spider suddenly panicked. It slowly climbed to the place where the net was broken, spit out a thread and dragged it to the corner, one by one. With its calm mind, it calmly formed a net.
Spider webs seem to be my life. When I fall or encounter setbacks, it's like the net is blown by the wind. Spiders can face setbacks and misfortunes so calmly and calmly. Why can't I? Facing his torn web, the spider didn't give up. Will I give up so easily?
In the dim tears, I found that life is a process of chasing dreams. Leaving behind the troubles and stepping on many disappointments in the past, choosing instant sobriety means choosing instant growth.
How many times do people have to fall and catch up with sandstorms before they can grow up?
Clouds roll and clouds are comfortable, flowers bloom and fall. What is failure?
The word "give up" appears in my life again and again, but in fact, every time I am strong. Tired, painful and failed, I screamed at the sky: Never give up. Shout until you feel calm and clear, and shout until you cry.
Do you know that?/You know what? Never giving up is the best interpretation of life.
Sometimes, I want to give up, but I know that I can't give up, and I will never give up!