Mountains are inclusive. Mountains! You are ups and downs, continuous. Dense trees are your hair, bright lakes are your eyes, and the singing of birds is your voice. Whether weeds or ancient trees, tits or larks, springs or waterfalls, you accept them with a broad mind.
Father is a mountain, with an inclusive mind like a mountain. Zhu Ziqing's father tolerated his son's juvenile frivolity; Washington's father tolerated his son's mischief; And my father, tolerant of my rebellious behavior, tolerant of my cold eyes, tolerant of my childish ridiculous. Thank you for putting up with my father's obscurity.
The sky is tolerant. Oh, my God, your color is so gentle and pure. White clouds like gauze are your dress, and seven-color rainbows are your hair bands.
Whether it rains or pours in Mao Mao, whether it is breezy or windy, whether it is clear or cloudy in Wan Li, you have embraced them with your love.
Mother is heaven, and love is as tolerant as heaven. Shi Tiesheng's mother did not abandon her son after he was disabled. She didn't abuse and complain, but she was full of love and strength. It was she who pushed her son to the Ditan for a walk, and she encouraged him not to be pessimistic and disappointed. Without her, how could Shi Tiesheng get rid of his misery and start a new life? Similarly, my mother also contained my willfulness and my moodiness with her love. Thank you for containing my mother with love.
The sea is inclusive. Sea! You are boundless and can accommodate hundreds of rivers. The water vortex is your laughter, and the sound of the waves is your laughter. Whether it's shrimp or whales, whether it's microwaves or stormy waves, whether it's gondolas or aircraft carriers, you have generously accepted them.
The teacher is the sea, with a heart full of rivers. Teachers' knowledge is as profound as the sea, and teachers are the ocean carrying boats. Maybe we are a little stupid, maybe we are a little naughty, maybe we like making trouble, but the teacher always takes pains to teach people, which makes us sit in the spring breeze. Thank you for tolerating our teacher.
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Tolerance can make a thing mature.
For nature, it is like a sea of rivers, eclectic; For human beings, it is as good as stopping water, and tolerance is great; For culture, it is also conducive to eternal gestation, and the richness of culture stems from its inclusive side.
The Yangtze River and the Yellow River have drawn thousands of streams, which have gradually grown up from accumulation. When it flows into the sea, who can notice that it is on its own tortuous road, facing all the streams gathered together, regardless of grade or size, accepting everything with its tolerant consciousness and coming to everyone. In the end, it contributed to the spiritual blood of our Chinese nation and romanticized the grandeur and grandeur of Shang Hua with overwhelming momentum. More importantly, its tolerance not only makes it stronger, but also makes it mature. When it reached the end through hardships, the place it flowed through was full of vitality. It is no longer a newly formed stream-it is the mother of all living beings in China, and it is also a walker who has come from history and witnessed the beginning of life!
If an ordinary person can enjoy luxury, he has material wealth. But this is not enough. Only when he has all-inclusive magnanimity and philosophy can he really be called spiritual wealth and his life will not be ups and downs.
Michelangelo didn't respect Leonardo da Vinci for a long time and was always hostile to everything he did. But only when he integrated Da Vinci's talents into his mental state did his art really become pleasant. If a person can't hold it, he can only be like a stuffed bag: no matter how many things he holds, it's just the size of the bag. If Michelangelo didn't realize the importance of tolerance in time, I assert that his art will only stop at "David"!
Although Switzerland is rich, it lacks the tolerance and opportunities for cultural accumulation. So for hundreds of years, it has not been included in the corridor of European culture. Bern, its capital, refused to build an airport and even refused to be inclusive. I don't think it's history that stands in its way, but intolerance.
On the contrary, Barcelona loves tolerance-Wanderer Street speaks for itself. It is precisely because of this that civilizations all over the world learn from each other, sparks flash between frictions, and truly mature cultures are born again and again. I think this is why Barcelona is famous all over the world.
Tolerance is not only a kind of mind, but also a kind of character: in nature, there are hundreds of rivers, which is why there are many colors here and elephants are invisible. They contributed to the accumulation of past dynasties through mutual tolerance; People are tolerant of each other, so learn from each other's strengths and learn from each other's strengths; Society is inclusive, so culture is derived and civilization is progressive. Tolerance, you are really like a lighthouse, leading everything to maturity!
3. All rivers run into the sea, with great tolerance. The reason why the sea is boundless is that it has never refused any drop of water that seems useless; The mountain is towering because she didn't refuse any small stones; The sky is boundless because it has not rejected any beautiful or unpleasant clouds. The sea, mountains and sky make them all have the same quality-tolerance. Tolerance has made the sea, the mountain peaks and the sky itself, and tolerance has also made Li Shimin a "peaceful and prosperous time". It was tolerance that kept Li Shimin in Wei Zhi, and it was tolerance that taught him the worst advice. When Li Shimin took over the world, he was tolerant of those who made suggestions, and he committed suicide despite the fact that he was in power. Wei Zhi is one of them. Facing a man who proposed suicide plan to his brother, Li Shimin didn't kill him, but stayed and made Wei Zhi prime minister. As a result, the title of a famous gentleman was realized in Li Shimin. It is also farmland. Li Shimin chose tolerance, while Cao Cao, the three countries ahead of history, gave up tolerance. Cao Cao's headache was cured by the famous doctor Hua Tuo. Hua tuo's medical skill is superb. He cut Cao Cao's head open and sewed it up, and then he cured the disease. Cao Cao had to admire Hua Tuo, but he was more jealous. He couldn't tolerate anyone superior to him, so he killed Hua Tuo and lost a famous doctor who could save many wounded soldiers. At the same time, it can be seen from Cao Cao's sentence "I would rather bear the world than the world" that Cao Cao is a person who can't tolerate others. How can this achieve his hegemony? Tolerance makes a generation of kings immortal, while jealousy makes a generation of heroes fall. History teaches us to have an inclusive heart. Even without the great achievements of Emperor Taizong, we need to be tolerant of others. Understand others with tolerance, and tolerate some trivial things with a broad scale. The sea can hold everything. Are we as vast as the sea? No, we can only embrace everything with a bigger mind than the sea. A hundred rivers are full of tolerance. Fly the angel wings in our hearts and fly to a wider place in the sky.
4. Let's look at a composition with full marks in the examination room in 2004.
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-In memory of my quadrangle.
The memory of childhood can never be reproduced. This is the only idea that came to my mind when I learned that the quadrangle in my hometown was about to be demolished.
First of all, under the sky in the square
In my mind, the sky is always square. Just because I sat in the yard and counted the stars when I was a child, all I could see was the sky as big as this yard. Looking out again, towering buildings, neon lights and searchlights flooded the starlight of the city.
Only here will my heart be as quiet as night and there will be a naive smile on my face. How beautiful! This ancient courtyard contains my young and uninhibited heart, holding me tightly in my arms like a kind elder. Even if I lose myself in the noise, even if skyscrapers cast a shadow over my world, this quadrangle will still quietly accommodate me, the pure land in my heart, my washed and growing soul.
Under this sky