Excellent composition of wings 1 I have an impossible dream "I want to have a pair of wings as white and beautiful as an angel". In order to achieve it, I study hard every day, and it has become my motivation. In the dead of night, no one knows, I quietly got up and stared at the moon by the window. Her bright moonlight was printed on the lake, and the stars blinked around her. I can't help thinking of the princess in the fairy tale. They made a wish on the stars and the moon, and they could get what she dreamed of. I also learned, hoping for a miracle. I whispered to the moon silently, and I must do well in the math exam tomorrow!
Sure enough, thanks to the stars, I got 97.5 points in the math exam. "Ha ha ha" I smiled proudly, not bad. I'm glad that the moon made me get my wish, but … I forgot that I got this "little sun" through my diligence and my review and efforts at night.
From then on, I began to make a wish to the moon and stars every day. I hope I can get good grades without hard work and sweat. You see, those classes became my comic book world, and I began to imagine that I must be an extraordinary person. After all, there is talent, even if you don't have to work so hard, your grades will not be very bad.
Incredible things will happen like fairy tales, I just need to make a wish!
I was like a frog in a well. How do I know there is someone outside? At that time, I was intoxicated every day, living in fairy tales, having unrealistic fantasies every day, and even forgetting who I was.
Sometimes 12 gets up at night and peels an apple in front of the mirror (because the book says that 12 peels an apple in front of the mirror will bring good luck). I think it's foolish to wish for good luck without hard work. But the math test paper was issued the next day, which surprised me. Is written in red ink 84 points, suddenly let me feel in front of a dark, my brain a blank. ...
What are we going to do? What are we going to do? This bright red number has been shaking in front of my eyes. ...
What about my wish? Why did it suddenly stop working?
When things go wrong, the teacher asked us to sign our parents' names. My heart is a mass of anxiety, anxious like ants on hot bricks, tears rushing down like broken pearls. Sadness and unwillingness fill my young mind. Mom will beat me when she knows that I didn't do well in the exam, and she can't surf the Internet or watch TV for a month. Before, I wouldn't say anything frustrating. I would just say, "It's okay to fail in the exam. I will definitely catch up with the final grade next time I work hard. " Now, I am obsessed with complaining about myself, gaining the prestige of others, hating myself and being angry with myself for where I used to be. Where did I go after studying hard? I believe in wishes! I regret it. I think of my mother's hard lessons, my pride, my carelessness and my various problems. I finally realized that this is not a fairy tale, this is real life, and our own success depends on our own efforts.
Since then, I have regained my old self-confidence. At this time, my mother's encouraging words echoed in my ears. "Believe in yourself, believe in yourself, and don't believe in yourself. How can you defeat others and overcome difficulties?" I always keep them in my heart. I will make a comeback and create a brilliant tomorrow.
When I got home, I gave my mother the test paper, and she didn't fly into a rage. Instead, she said to me, "Moon, my mother knows that you failed the exam. It's nothing. I don't blame you as long as you work hard. " Mom's words made my heart very warm. It is like a bright light in the dark, which illuminates my heart and makes me extremely ashamed. "Mom, I will work hard, but trust me more", I secretly worked hard in my heart. From then on, I started again.
I found the first pair of "invisible wings" in my life, that is, only pay can gain.
"Excellent Composition with Wings 2" In the examination room of an English extracurricular training class, I almost lost my integrity.
At the beginning of the exam, I was full of confidence, and the answers in the first half were very smooth, and then I was confused. Some prepositions and words can't be written, and they are as anxious as ants on hot bricks. I fidgeted in my chair and moved around like a flea. With a bang, my schoolbag fell to the ground. I subconsciously picked it up and glanced at the English book inadvertently. Suddenly, my face turned red in an instant, because, I know, cheating is a shameful act.
Somehow, I accidentally thought of ... peeking! No way! I immediately shook my head. I know very well that such a result is not my own, it's useless! The exam is just to test your knowledge. But I reviewed it at home, and I can't remember it at this time. Shit! If this continues, it will definitely be finished! I thought about it and squinted at my classmates like a guilty conscience. Fortunately, everyone is answering questions, and the "rustling" sound from the pen tip is enough to prove that no one will notice me.
I put my schoolbag on my lap, ready to start turning pages. Great, I found that I know the location of the answer to the question I can't do. What class is it? Haha, that's great!
As soon as my hand touched the English book, it seemed to be burnt, and then I felt that there were thousands of pairs of Qian Qian eyes staring at me, staring at my heart, like needles stuck in my back. I subconsciously looked at my teachers and classmates, and there was nothing unusual. Ah, maybe it's my illusion. Think about it. I'm ready to start over. I can vaguely see the answer. Although I can't see it clearly, it is more than enough to copy it down.
Just as I was about to start writing, my deskmate sneezed heavily. These dozen other students don't matter, but they scared me. My whole hand is shaking, my heart is beating fast and my face is sweaty. I glanced at my deskmate. It was natural that he sneezed, and he didn't mean to interfere with me. His expression seems very shy. The examination room was quiet at that time. This big sneeze is really scary. Suddenly I remembered four words-"Have a guilty conscience"! Oh, my god
I gave him a complaining look and felt that he had ruined my plan. I reached into my schoolbag again and began to turn over the books. This time, I don't know what's going on. My mind is buzzing and roaring, not as calm as when I cheated just now, and my mood is getting more and more tense.
Time is running out. If you don't "hurry up", you will fail this exam. Come on, come on!
However, in my mind, I always seem to be watching TV, and all kinds of pictures emerge: the teacher saw me cheating and deducted points from my paper; My mother knew I was cheating, and she was disappointed in me; My classmates know that I cheated and whispered, and they alienated me a lot ... The teacher always said that we were young eagles flying high. Can I fly like this "young eagle"? The thought of it makes my hair stand on end. I don't want to be a bad student, a bad boy and a bad classmate. I pulled my hand back, zipped my schoolbag and put it in the drawer. Gradually, my heart calmed down a lot.
The test paper was issued, as I expected, and it was not very ideal. Looking at this score, I am a little ashamed and a little proud. Because, at the most critical moment, I chose honesty and didn't do what I shouldn't have done, so I overcame the shameful deception. Flapping the wings of honesty, I want to be an eagle flying in Wan Li!
Today, I will tell you a story about an 80-year-old empty nester who committed suicide by jumping off a building ... According to statistics, the empty nester broke through the 654.38 billion mark in 20xx, and his physical and mental problems are not optimistic ... "Seeing this report, my heart is as uncomfortable as a stone. I feel sorry for these old people. I really want to do something for them, it's just.
The opportunity has finally come. In that summer vacation, I had the opportunity to get in touch with them. On this day, as usual, I lay in bed in a daze. Ning appeared before my eyes like a ghost and said mysteriously, "Sister, I will take you to serve the society today. Let's go. " In this way, I was dragged away by her mercilessly. When I came to my senses, the words "welfare home" appeared in front of me. I don't know why, at this time, my heart is pounding like a blooming flower, and I thought I was too excited to jump out.
Ning and I went in one after another, and what we saw were kind faces, enjoying the moisture brought by the sunshine. Ning shouted, "Grandpa and Grandma, I'm here again, and I brought a helper back!" " "They looked at us with a smile, their corners of the mouth tilted and their eyes narrowed into a crack, which seemed very cordial. I was infected by this atmosphere and cheered myself up in my heart: isn't this what I expected? Come on! You can do it! But when I really acted, I found myself so weak: I poured a glass of water and broke it; Hit a basin of water and actually spilled a lot of water on the ground; Fold the quilt, but it's crooked ...; When they saw it, they burst out laughing. Listening to their hearty laughter, my mood gradually calmed down. Ning's appearance freed me from embarrassment. Then he was ordered to go out and take care of the old people outside. I walked with depressed steps and lowered my head, appearing in the sun like a defeated rooster. One of the grandmothers seemed to see that I was in a bad mood and said to me, "Little girl, come ... come ... I want to eat an orange. Can you peel it for me? "After listening to her words, I was like a thoroughly remoulded bird, refreshed and flew to her side, humming a ditty, peeling oranges, and telling jokes by the way, which made them laugh. ......
At this moment, an old woman who seldom talks raised her hand. I rushed over and asked softly, "Grandma, what can I do for you?" She lowered her head and said, "I want to go to the toilet!" " "I said with a smile," then I'll take you. " I helped her and walked slowly. The sun has cast a shadow on us for a long time ... I first broke the silence and asked, "Grandma, why are you unhappy?" On reflection, she pushed my hand away, looked up at the sky, turned her back on me and said, "If a person raised his son very hard, but in the end, he is here, will he still be happy?" "Listening to her old voice, I understand why she always has a long face, likes a person and looks at the birds flying freely in the sky. I think she thought she could live with her son, but she was cruelly abandoned here by her son. Nobody will accept it. Thinking of this, I stepped forward, gently took her hand and sincerely said, "Grandma, let me be your intimate little cotton-padded jacket in the future!" "Tell me what's bothering you, and I'll help you relieve boredom ..." After listening to my words, she smiled and shed tears. The weather-beaten wrinkles on her forehead seemed to relax at this moment, and her eyes had narrowed into a crescent moon.
Since then, I have been there more often, and I have gradually become familiar with them. They all call me "little cotton-padded jacket". I think what they need is not material needs, but a simple greeting, a little concern and a little companionship.
Let's plug in the wings of love, let the seeds of love sprout and take root in their hearts and make them happy!
I am a typical bookworm, eating "spiritual food" every day. I like reading those healthy books, which make my life more interesting. Every time I read a book, I will completely immerse myself in it and forget who I am. Instead, I will share joys and sorrows with the people and things in the book, and feel the joys and sorrows and the wonderful world together ... When I first read the book, I was still very young, and I didn't even know "one" and "two". My mother read it to me word for word. Lying in the warm arms of my mother, I learned about the clever red kangaroo, the naughty bunny and the fierce wolf ... I learned pinyin in grade one, and I can read the pinyin version of Grimm's Fairy Tales, Andersen's Fairy Tales and 100,000 Why. In the fairy tale world, I met Cinderella and Little Red Riding Hood, met justice and evil, and gradually understood truth, goodness, beauty, falsehood, ugliness and ugliness. In countless reasons, I learned a lot of common sense of life. Now, I am a fifth-grade pupil. I like reading novels about campus life, and I like reading books about history and popular science. In these books, I am looking for my own shadow, knowing famous historical events and feeling the mysteries of the world and the laws and habits of animals and plants in the realistic campus and historical trajectory. Reading gives me knowledge, makes me happy and makes me achieve something. I did well in the school, district and city reading competitions. My mother praised me and said it was my only good habit. Come to think of it, good habits also have a reason: good habits are what teachers say. I go to school with my bag on my back every day. What I hear most is the teacher's words, and what I hear most is the teacher's words. I will do whatever the teacher says. I am a loyal fan of the teacher. Teachers not only teach us knowledge, but also educate us to form good habits in our study and life. Apart from knowledge, my teacher is very patient. She teaches us good habits of writing, reading, being polite and cleaning. ...
I have heard a children's song "Borrow Angel's Wings". Obviously, this is a whimsical idea, but I am eager to have a pair of wings. If an angel can lend me his wings.
If I had wings, first of all, I would fly to Yushu. I think all the students watching TV know that the recent Yushu earthquake killed and injured more than 2,000 people, which is an astronomical figure. In the earthquake, many poor children died, and even if there were, they lost their loved ones and suffered greatly. Like a cruel death, the earthquake swept away many precious lives, and like a gust of wind, it came and went without a trace. Wind and death are one, and the "magic" is high, and no one can beat it. How can I stand by and do nothing? If I have a pair of wings, I will rush to the scene when things happen, take them to heaven or send them to a safe place; If it is too late, I will help the rescuer-save people. I will also comfort the trapped people, and we will go all out to rescue them and tell them that their loved ones are still alive.
If I have a pair of wings, when I see the poor, I will definitely help them-fly into the air and make the white clouds into natural marshmallows, and I will take the best materials, which will taste great and not lose to artificial marshmallows!
If I had a pair of wings, I would definitely rush to the scene when a fire broke out, "start" my wings (to prevent being burned by fire), and hold the fainting person with my hands to save him.
If I have a pair of wings, I will certainly lend a helping hand to others when they need help, give them the best help, make the world a better place and make society more harmonious. Let others enjoy the warmth like sunshine.
Although I know that this is a distant dream, I will try my best to help others.
If only I had a pair of wings!
Many people don't believe in miracles in this world, just as they don't believe that an old man who has been paralyzed for more than ten years can still get out of bed and walk. Although there are many desperate things in the world, his deeds make us understand that as long as we have persistent beliefs, no matter how big the difficulties are, they will be solved by the miracles we create.
He is an old man named Cai Shulong from Caijia Village, Gantan Town, jiande city. His 6 1 year career is full of legends. Recently, under the leadership of our teacher, we interviewed Grandpa Cai Shulong.
197 1 year, when grandpa Cai just turned 20, he was paralyzed with rheumatoid arthritis for various reasons. This sudden blow made him miserable, and he sought medical advice everywhere and tried countless methods, all of which had no effect. The despair of life and the discrimination of others made him almost collapse and thought of suicide several times. Fortunately, he was pulled back from the brink of death by his family every time. During this experience, he felt that there seemed to be a force controlling himself in the darkness, so that he would not die.
In an accident, he learned that a medical team of the People's Liberation Army had cured a little girl of her chronic disease. So, with hope, he wrote a letter to the military hospital, and the hospital sent a team to see him. After the diagnosis, the military doctor said that he could give it a try and had hope of recovery. In this way, the military doctor gave him acupuncture therapy. He is going to give himself acupuncture because he doesn't want to bother the military doctor coming and going.
At first, he picked up the silver needle, his heart was pounding and he couldn't get rid of it. After a fierce ideological struggle, he finally closed his eyes and got up the courage to persevere. However, he was too nervous to pull out the needle. Slowly, he fainted. The family quickly woke him up. After a pause, he took a sip of water and pulled out the silver needle. The second time, with previous experience, he already knew acupuncture. This time, he finally succeeded.
Besides acupuncture, his uncle and father go up the mountain every day to collect all kinds of herbs to give him medicine. During the medication, he was poisoned by overdose several times, and each time, his relatives pulled him back from the jaws of death.
After more than ten years of treatment and family care, 1 1 year later (1982), he finally got out of bed and walked slowly, but he still had to walk with crutches. The first thing he did when he got out of bed was to repay his family. He limped a few miles and bought a bottle of wine for his father.
He keeps exercising every day, dragging big stones with his feet on crutches, so that he can walk without crutches gradually. He told us that the party was his benefactor, and his medical care, living allowance, installation of running water and closed-circuit television were all given free of charge by the party. In order to repay the care of the party and government, the care of his family, and to fight against difficulties and show his value, he is now treating the villagers nearby. At the same time, he expressed his experience in words. Under the guidance of the editor, I learned to write papers and achieved certain results: "My opinion on the use of drugs for advanced rheumatoid diseases" won the first prize of excellent papers on national specific drugs; "Diagnostic Model of Rheumatoid Arthritis" won the second prize of national excellent papers on special effects medicine; "Research and Practice of Medication for Diagnosis and Treatment of Intestinal Obstruction" was exchanged at the Third Symposium of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine; The Experience of Medication for Rheumatoid Arthritis with Acute Rheumatoid Arthralgia has been rated as an excellent national paper ... Cai Shulong has also been included in China Contemporary Medical Celebrities, China Characteristic Famous Doctors Dictionary and other books ... He usually writes novels, plays and some literary reports, which are published in various publishing houses.
Finally, Grandpa Cai encouraged us: No matter what difficulties we encounter in life, we must never give up.
Our interview is over. When we waved goodbye, we looked at his back, and each of us seemed to be full of blood and passion ... because his spirit of self-improvement and perseverance deeply inspired us.