Month: April 2016

Happiness has come and gone

When he said to put it down, he never put it down; When he said to forget, he thought of it again. My heart is like Lotus, and all of them are extremely dusty. How can I know sadness? Gu Ying lingers. In the cold wind, I look forward to that wisp of spring. Hope, imagine, flowers bloom like smiles, and you are as bright as morning glow. Every time I place myself in a lonely place and leave my soul out of the vulgar world, where the green is overflowing and the insects are roaring like waves. In this way, the soul is often exiled, accompanied by a single leaf boat. In the river of time, a net of nets is scattered down, hoping for glittering harvest. See and see, are there, with me, grow together. I just couldn’t find it, but I didn’t lose it. It was still in the deep of the waves, like smoke. It is growing into green weeds, turning into colorful clouds on the horizon. That is the tree of time. It carries too much history and emotion, and is full of secrets like stars, sun and moon among the luxuriant leaves. That is the most precious gift time gives us, but it pretends to be nothing, laughing and watching us struggling to find. In the bustling atmosphere, pay attention to the loneliness and loneliness, which are still waiting silently when you are most helpless, giving you warmth and expectation, touching your cold heart will bring you back your uncertain confidence. It is equally important, compared with happiness. In our hearts, although we are unwilling to face it sometimes, we don’t have the courage to admit it. Their value lies in becoming the ladder of your growth and the wings of flying in silence. The unexpected and neglected things in the daytime breed in the darkness and spread endlessly. It seems strange, just like the afterlife, but it belongs to me. It is the truth that I cannot give up. There is another life and another beginning for me. The season of May, the purple dream, the beauty encountered. When the passion is no longer there, the shadow is still wandering, silent and touching the soul. Facing life, in addition to gratitude, it is gratitude. Every moment, there are surprises and beauty, just like this moment. Sometimes I wonder why lilac is left in my heart-moving memory without the charm of peach blossom, the beauty of pear flower, the fragrance of gardenia and the beauty of peony, why is it lingering? Looking around, there are many people who love me as deeply as I do, maybe they are light and far away, maybe they are the characters like dreams. How many people are crazy about it, or is this happiness? I have never seen happiness, maybe we are always together, maybe we have never been here. Maybe it passed by, maybe it was not far ahead. Perhaps, the name called happiness has been forgotten by sadness. Beyond reach, the pureness is getting farther and farther. It was me who once felt inferior and smiled at me when I saw you so noble. I still have time and mood to show these fountain-like thoughts in an imperfect and colorful way. Every unbearable waiting, I finally set off shyly. In the crossstream of material desires, you can still be laughed at by others for simplicity. I will shed tears and be moved. My forehead has a fever, my heart beats faster, and I wait foolishly, which is a miracle that never happened. Pushing open the door of the soul, lost in the simple world, a green leaf, a drop of dew, are so meaningful. The vicissitudes of life and mottled face, the hands with strong muscles and veins, and the fresh leaves grew out of the longing, shining the same light as before. You have left, far away from thousands of mountains and rivers. Still in my heart, holding you to become cold and warm. The vision has never been shattered. Those fragments flying in the wind are bright and colorful, and they are evying, even if no one can understand them. A smooth song flows in my heart bit by bit. In front of the world, we can be calm and no longer panic. The music finally rang and the light began to flicker. I found happily that this time, I was not the audience. It is not that I break into your world, nor that you enter into my eyes, but that you are not in my heart, but become my surprise. It was you who passed by me, and I was still ignorant and hopeless to look for it in the path full of weeds. In the pouring rain, I stood under the eaves of dripping water. There is something to keep warm during the snowstorm. After the fate is besieged and intercepted, it still needs to be completed. After the terrifying waves, I felt lucky that my soul was uncertain.

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Chinese children can surpass anyone

When I woke up in the morning, I just felt my mind bloated. Thinking of the two girls in the class yesterday, they even scolded each other publicly in class, so I was angry and handed it to the head teacher, which didn’t play much role, because, these two girls are the most difficult ones in the class. Every teacher had nothing to do with them in class, which reminded me of a video I saw soon that girls in a certain college in Shanghai fought in public because of a little contradiction, one of them was so powerful that the other girl couldn’t get up on the ground, and there were many classmates watching. Now the indifference of students is really unacceptable. However, everything has its external and internal reasons. Where is the root of the problem? I often feel sad for this for no reason. After quality education, why does the overall quality of students not improve much? I remember when we were in school, we were really careful, conscientious and well-behaved in class. We were all studying hard in class, and no one made trouble at will for fear of missing any problem the teacher said, After taking notes, if you don’t understand, go to ask the teacher immediately after class. In class at night, there was no light at that time, and there were candles or cover lights. It was time to have a rest, but the teacher couldn’t drive them away. Moreover, the relationship between teachers and students was also very good. Seeing the teachers, they were all respectful. They responded with one sentence that teachers and apprentices were like father and son. But now, maybe the changes of the times are too fast. Some behaviors and thoughts of middle school students nowadays are really unreasonable. I really don’t know, what kind of mentality does the middle school students face their study life and future? Because every time in class, many students don’t even take out books, and the teacher doesn’t do homework. If you criticize them, they will always have many reasons, such as no pen, there is no book, books can’t be found, etc. Moreover, many classmates give teachers nicknames. For example, a teacher who is relatively Black calls him Moria secretly because Moria is a black person; For example, a teacher named Fuben, some students shouted books. Every time the teacher criticized him, he threw books on the table. I don’t know if I have a nickname, maybe I do, Because there are many teachers in our school, some are extremely ugly, so I don’t want to know either. I remember when I just stepped onto the platform of middle school, I was full of enthusiasm. At that time, because I just graduated from school and was relatively simple, I thought it should be very simple to manage students well. As long as you give your love, but now I think of it, I was wrong after all. I was once full of ambition and wanted to do my own business in my own land. However, now I am full of confusion and confusion. I don’t know how to face this group of naughty and uninhibited children in the future. They may have the desire for knowledge, just because the teacher did not find their advantages and did not use real love to educate and influence them; They may have been spoiled by their families, because there are few brothers and sisters, on the one hand, adults are looking forward to their sons and girls; On the other hand, they are afraid that children will suffer hardship. They are really afraid of flying in their hands and melting in their mouths. Finally, a group of little emperors and princesses in the new era of China were cultivated. Watching the news last night, from the birth of a child in Guangzhou to the sixth grade of primary school, It costs 450,000 yuan, and many young parents become child slaves after becoming house slaves. However, when children grow up, how much can they repay their parents? Nowadays, many young people born in 1980 s and 1990 s have not received much frustration education because they grew up in honey pots. They advocate freedom and personality Liberation, which is a good thing, but many people cannot bear hardships, if you work harder, you will not be able to do it. You think that you are losing your face. You prefer to stay at home and rely on your parents. Therefore, a new group, the Nee, appears, those post-80s who don’t have ambitious ideals and goals are also nicknamed as brain-dead on the Internet. The emergence of this situation is indeed a kind of sorrow for Chinese education. Education should be a combination of three aspects, namely school education, family education and community education. However, due to limited conditions, the combination of the three is not in place. In the current Chinese education system, how should China’s exam-oriented education and quality-oriented education be carried out? Where is the way out? This is a question that every responsible Chinese should consider. Thus, I thought of Jews. In Jewish families, when a child was a little sensible, his mother would open the Bible, drop some honey on it, and then ask the child to kiss the honey in the Bible. The purpose of this ceremony is that books are sweet. Jews also have a tradition passed down from generation to generation, that is, bookcases should be placed at the head of the bed. If they were placed at the end of the bed, they would be regarded as disrespect for books. Jews over 14 read a book every month on average, which is the largest book in the world. There is also a custom in the traditional education of Jews: on the slate symbolizing books, write a simple section in Hebrew or the Bible with honey, ask the child to lick the honey on the slate while memorizing the content, and then eat the prepared cake, fruit and dried fruit. All these delicious foods make children feel that books are sweet and full of Allure. At the same time, they also know the importance of knowledge from childhood,. The intelligence of Jews made their country stand up from the ruins after the war and become stronger and stronger day by day. From this, I thought of Japanese again. In order to train children to bear hardships and stand hard work, five-year-old children only wore underpants and ran in the ice and snow. During the summer camp between China and Japan, Chinese children were extremely arrogant. Many things were done by their parents, and rubbish was thrown casually. However, Japanese children always solve difficulties by themselves, Pack up the unused garbage by yourself and take it back to the camp. The conclusion drawn by Japanese education experts is that Chinese children will not be Japanese rivals in the future. When the Sea sank that night, another dawn came, I was thinking hard and seeking. I remembered that many classmates also said to me, teacher, you can beat those disobedient students, or you will be punished for standing or money. However, I felt that I couldn’t bear it, either, because there was always a lonely figure shaking in front of my eyes. The eyes were mournful and the voice was also shrill. In the office several floors high, A desperate and helpless soul locked in because of making mistakes. A young and helpless life was strangled by a careless teacher. What kind of human tragedy is that? As the engineer of human soul, is there no better way to educate those children who are full of fantasy but naive and ignorant of the world? What I disapprove most is to treat my students in the way of physical punishment. In my opinion, it is the rudest and simplest way, I just hope every student can grow up happily and healthily in the sky of freedom. I hope I can educate people while teaching. I also hope that I can use my love to influence those hearts that have dried up because of learning difficulties. I climbed the platform with excitement and even desire. At the moment I climbed the platform, I think like this, I will respect and cherish every student, I will not discriminate against any poor student, I will use my whole body and mind to love my children wholeheartedly. I want to tell them that there is no mountain higher than people in this world, and there is no road longer than feet. Believe that I can do it. As long as I work hard, I will certainly gain something. However, the reality still makes me silent. Those restless children will bite their ears quietly when you are writing on the blackboard; They will fill in your mouth when you are concentrating on teaching without paying attention, maybe it was candy, which tasted very sweet, but the teacher’s heart was bitter. Because no teacher is willing to stand on the platform in vain. There are also those students who think they are hopeless. Is it your highest ideal to sleep with the teacher’s explanation of knowledge? The chicken doesn’t fly high, but its chirping brings us a new day. The eggs it lays can bring people the best nutrition, and it also contributes silently. However, we have brains and thoughts, but why are we willing to be mediocre and sink? I like dreaming, but I know that I didn’t come to this world because of dreaming. Before I came to school, I had many dreams about a good life in school. However, reality made me sober, I feel the heavy task on my shoulder. After all, the future is the projection I want to be in. I will make full efforts to reform myself and the children I have taught. I want to tell them about Jews, and I also want to tell them about Japanese. I will tell them that you are the pillars of the country in the new era. Only you can shoulder the important task of building our great motherland. Chinese children can surpass anyone in the world.

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Chapters of a half-day, sit-pond

[Introduction] the lotus leaves in the pond are so exuberant. Around the pond, the lush crowns of sycamore trees blend together. The dust in the air and the wool falling from sycamore trees float in the soft light of the setting sun, it adds a mysterious color to the present picture.

The water lily in the pond was no longer lazy to lean on the surface of the water, and the leaves with yellow spots began to appear, stretching their necks one by one and standing out of the water. They were squeezed and stacked layer by layer. You can’t see a Lotus, only two or three flowers lock your sight. They either poked their whole heads out of the pool and bathed in the soft light from the setting sun, or hid in the middle of the two leaves only showing half of their blushed faces. They lived in the pond which seemed to be not clean in a leisurely posture, in the summer tail sound which had floated light osmanthus fragrance. The water in the pond is the color of ink, with leaves of plane trees floating on it, scattered duckweed and branches, and a Pepsi bottle. Bubbles emerging from time to time draw circles of all sizes spreading on the water surface. There are flies falling on branches or leaves after hovering on the water surface, and dragonflies shuttling between lotus leaves. If I hadn’t passed by here and had a rest on the stone bench beside the pond because I was tired of walking, I don’t think I would have the leisure to come here to enjoy the scenery carefully. At this time, there were several old people sitting nearby playing cards, which attracted one or two viewers. There was a girl playing house with a boy who was several years younger than her. The girl shouted to the boy who seemed a little ignorant and commanded. Their movements attracted my attention. I remembered that I used to play like this, but I was much better at playing house than that boy. I stared at them for a while, turned around and saw a waterbird springing up in the middle of the pond, flapping its wings and disappearing quickly among the shaking lotus leaves. I have passed here countless times, but I have never noticed everything in front of me, and I have never found that there is another kind of interest hidden in this inconspicuous scenery. The lotus leaves in the pond are so exuberant. Around the pond, the luxuriant crowns of sycamore trees blend together, and the dust in the air and the wool falling from sycamore trees float in the soft light of the setting sun, it adds a mysterious color to the present picture. If I went back to more than ten years ago at this time, I would have a rich imagination when looking at the scenery in front of me. I remembered that two girls passed by me hand in hand a few days ago. One of them said to the other that if they buried their wishes in the soil, they would realize them when they grew up. The words passed over my ears. I looked at the two lovely children and smiled. I suddenly miss my childhood and feel that life full of imagination is happy. But now we live too real, you won’t even stop to see the scenery in front of us. Therefore, we missed many potential wonders and lost too many simple happiness. Floating for half a day, sit quietly in the pond. By chance, I found that the common scenery in the Prime Day brought me a touch quietly. There are dead branches and leaves, garbage and flies in the pond of the black pool water, but there are also exuberant water lilies and playful dragonflies. Just like our living environment, you may feel familiar with it, but you will find it carefully and have new experience; Maybe it makes you feel dirty, but there will be people living lively.

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Joy from sad

Writing articles, I think, is a manifestation of personal character. Some are soft outside and rigid inside, some pursue perfection, some create unique style, and some are low-key but elegant. Sentimental words are usually pitiful, which can’t help making readers follow the artistic conception to check the seats. But happy articles are a little inferior to do this. After all, there is a difference between the article and the reality. You cannot reach 100% happiness, so I am happy. Master told me that we should write more happy things, which will be more acceptable to the public in the mainstream direction. Do you want to express your inner emptiness, helplessness or tenderness when you write the words so pale and haggard? If you think about it carefully, it is not that the emotion is frustrated or moaning without illness, but that the emotion deepens the sense of exquisiteness, even though the emotion is deep and long, and the heart is vanished and helpless, even though there is a little sadness vaguely, the words organized by the language are a little sad and beautiful, and there is no lack of beauty, which makes me intoxicated with it, and I still feel more satisfied. Due to the pressure of life, study, work and other aspects, more and more people feel that life is very unsatisfactory, which leads to physical and mental exhaustion. They also want to find the world-free paradise to live a free life. Therefore, the reality becomes that everything is floating clouds, and everything can’t be hurt. This causes people like us to write something, express our thoughts and feelings, vent some dissatisfaction and depression. In my opinion, writing with words is also a good way to vent and release depression. As long as you don’t sink and fall down, and don’t be frustrated, it’s OK to write like this. A famous writer once said: The Room of the soul needs to be cleaned frequently. We have to experience a lot of things every day. Happy and unhappy people all settle down in their hearts. If some painful emotions and unpleasant memories are filled in the heart, they will make people frustrated. Therefore, sweep the floor and remove dust, throw away some meaningless pains, happiness has more space. Therefore, everyone has their own ways and means to solve problems. I use words to release my mood, although sometimes there are negative elements, pessimism or no clue, but as long as you have a clear mind, everything will be fine!

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Miss, so close and so far, deep and long

That day she was slightly drunk, and the shadow in her heart appeared in a dizzy state. If you meet someone you like in the future, don’t let him wait too long. That sentence came from the distant memory. She seemed to be a little sober. She picked up the phone and said to her roommate Mei that I wanted to know someone. Please contact me. This shadow has been wandering in her heart for a long time. When does it start? When we met each other for the first time, she absolutely believed that neither of them left a deep impression on each other. Later, when she saw him again, she said in her heart, “Oh, this is not …… in the elevator room, in the canteen entrance, in …… this person, so it gradually became clear, especially when she saw him wearing a blue T-shirt that day, she said that at that moment, she was stunned because she was very pure. Since then, he is not only clear, but also three-dimensional. Thin, energetic, clear, I feel familiar with it. Therefore, he became a knot in her heart. We met each other. She smiled so happily. Therefore, she thought it would last for a long time, but she didn’t want the time to be too short. Snow fell in February, while it was just a piece of dry and cold in March, and no peach blossom was in full bloom. She still didn’t understand why? In her dictionary, there is no negation, only negation. However, she whispered softly that this was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that few people would make me feel. The most important thing was that I really liked him. I looked at her blankly, hard to understand. Autumn came, and she had to say goodbye to the internship place and went back to school again. I knew that she deliberately postponed her return time. Just because, I know she can’t forget. Finally, I received a message from her today, and she said: Do you understand? Missing is so close but so far, deep and long.

Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring…

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