Senior one composition 1 "My Hero" Song Xiaobo-I cheer for you! After the senior high school entrance examination, I was idle at home and inadvertently noticed that Leica-Come on, my hero entered the Shanghai Division 10. A player and an "angel" slowly appeared, accompanied by beautiful songs, his gentle fingers were doing sign language, accompanied by an innocent smile ... After the performance, I realized that he was deaf and dumb because of this "disabled" identity. But wavelet doesn't give up or compromise. He sees the world with his eyes, watches music and warms the world with his heart, although he can't hear or say anything. I think, if I were Xiao Bo, I wouldn't have the courage to stand on the stage, and I wouldn't accept the fact that I would compete with the so-called "normal people".
But Xiao Bo did it because of his courage, sweet smile and handsome appearance, which won the affirmation and support of the judges and the audience. He especially meets one of the requirements of filial piety of "my hero". Under the stage, Xiaobo's parents and teachers told me that Xiaobo was more sensible and filial than his peers, which made me cry and touched my heart greatly. I can't describe his shock to me. I can only say that he is the first disabled person who shocked my heart since I can remember. When I typed the word "disability", my heart ached. I felt sorry for Xiaobo, but I thought that Xiaobo himself was so optimistic and cheerful. Why should I be sad? What about "disability"? The same person, just can't hear, but Xiao Bo has a pair of talking eyes. What kind of eyes are they? I looked into his eyes in front of the TV, saw hope, saw victory and saw music ... I admired his unique understanding of music and accurate beat. I wonder what kind of music he watches. After reading a lot, I am worried about him, fearing that he always feels that he is a "disabled person" and gets the sympathy of the judges and the audience. Thought of here, I can't help hitting myself hard, saying that I am "worthless, how can I look down on Xiaobo". To tell the truth, if I were Xiao Bo, I might really be like this. So, his courage really helped me a lot. I watched a lot of sign language programs, but what impressed me the most was the gesture of "Xiao Bo", which was a gentle wave and endless extension. I saw hope ... Although I was admitted to a key high school, the shadow of "not working hard and being sloppy" always hung over me, and it was hard to get rid of this bad habit anyway, which became my biggest shortcoming. When I saw Xiao Bo, I was deeply shocked. Really, I am an instant. Let's leave everything today until tomorrow.
So, I gave up taking care of my favorite pet "Golden Hair" Jerry and set the goal of going abroad for three years. Come on! See Xiao Bo, I also see hope, this is not wrong! Forget it, they have a beautiful sun, and the sunset changes every day. I know, Xiaobo has always had a pair of invisible wings to fly with him, giving him hope ... really! If you don't try, how can you see all your dreams blossom and bear fruit? The young songs you are chasing are so loud! Fly as far as you dream! -Come on, Bo!
When I first came to the company, I was assigned to a grass-roots town below the company for publicity. My main task is to deliver newspapers and put up various posters. At that time, the grass-roots business representative was a high school student, much younger than me, and the captain in charge of publicity was just a "radish head". My working friends advised me not to do it, but I didn't listen to their advice, because what the boss said to me when he first came to the company deeply touched me, that is, "look at yourself at a higher level."
He said that the so-called "look at yourself from a higher level" means that if you are an ordinary propagandist, you should demand yourself by the standards of the propaganda captain. In this way, if you put pressure on yourself every day, your ability will be greatly improved, your work will be better, your performance will come out, and your promotion will follow. And because you ask yourself to go up first, after the company promotes you, you can quickly adapt to the work and work harder.
In the days of publicity at the grassroots level, I traveled all over the grassroots customers, did a lot of investigation and publicity, established good relations with many people, and successfully contacted several businesses. Soon I was mentioned as the representative of grassroots businesses. During my tenure as a grass-roots business representative, I asked myself to manage grass-roots organizations as county-level companies according to the standards of county-level managers, formulate various rules and regulations, and each employee signed and agreed, and strictly implemented them; Employees cut and determine business tasks, and those who fail to complete the tasks for three consecutive months are automatically laid off. Because the task is clear, the division of labor to people, reward the superior and punish the inferior, I was appointed as the county magistrate soon after a transfer.
"Look at yourself at a higher level", everything should start from "zero", there will be no falsehood, and you will always push yourself to a challenging situation. With the goal and motivation to improve to a higher level, you can cherish the immediate work and environment, be down-to-earth, be conscientious, sharpen yourself, be ordinary but not dull, and fall behind and make a difference. Three days of fishing and two days of drying nets. Without perseverance and perseverance, it is difficult to achieve results. "Look at yourself from a higher level", well said, I also want to encourage my work friends.
I have many dolls, rag dolls, dolls, ugly dolls and beautiful dolls. . I named them and played house with them. It seems that because of a fairy tale that dolls are alive, I have a firm idea. When night fell and I fell asleep, they sang and danced. They called me a master, saying who was favored by me during the day and who was dumped by me. . .
I deeply remember that I was very sad once. I cried my sad story to the doll. She is very good and listens to me cry quietly. She didn't laugh or cry, as usual. Then I lay on her one-third body and cried, cried, cried. Then I stood up and gradually forgot my sadness.
Night comes.
I was in my hometown that summer vacation, and my grandmother let me sleep alone, so I gently agreed. But when the lights suddenly disappeared, leaving only a big room, a double bed and me alone, I began to be afraid. I think the ghosts in my mind must be wandering around in invisibility cloaks. The deep blue sky and the cool moon seen through the window lattice, the appearance of clustered bamboo bent in the breeze is framed by the screen window carrying hibiscus flowers in the lower right corner. I'm even more scared. I called grandma, but nobody paid any attention to me. I called grandma, but no one spoke to me, no one spoke to me. In the shallow moonlight shed by the moon outside the window, I arranged the dolls in a formation and surrounded me. They can protect me, give me a sense of security and exorcise demons. I hope, but I am still afraid that I will eventually get tired and sleep with anxiety. . .
Night, he knows.
[Yellow Night: His Tears]
At that time, in my eyes, my father was mighty, serious, strong and even overbearing. I am afraid that he will follow him and sometimes avoid him. After my parents divorced, I went home, except my mother, my father, my brother and me. It seems that there is something missing except her, but I can't say. Without life, time will not flow all the time. If you know you will lose it, you will get it. So I began to learn to tie my hair and sleep alone. . .
Night comes.
I'm afraid of night. At first, I always turned on the light and slept alone while studying. Later, I didn't need all the lights in the room. I always look out of the window in front of my bed quietly. I can see the western-style coffee shop across the street. Colorful trees are flashing in front of the coffee shop, and I can hear endless sounds. So fear is always dispelled, and finally I will sleep here. He came, turned off the light I might turn on, turned off the whistle fan, and he tucked me in. Sometimes when I am awake, he will do this quietly. I felt quietly, and he thought I was asleep. This time, he didn't. He came to my bed, stopped for a while and then lay down. His huge body and I were squeezed into a single bed, and I suddenly felt that my father was like a mountain beside me. I felt as if I was asleep, and then he cried, with a cry of coarse sand, which shocked my mind and scared me away. Only his crying and the darkness confined by the small room were left. I was shocked, I was confused, and I didn't understand. I didn't do anything, and I didn't make a sound. I silently fell into his cry. I heard him cry for the first time in my life, but I didn't see him. Soon he left. He must have thought I was asleep, leaving me only silence. I thought he was invulnerable. I thought he was invulnerable. At the beginning of the divorce, as a parent, he was wrapped in difficulties all day except eating and sleeping. At that time, he was really hard. He never let me know. He always gave me his best. He bears the overweight burden with his body, but he is still worried that I will be wet by the sweat he lives under.
I was wrong. I see. I love him, but I am afraid of him.
Night, he knows.
[Night: Young people who don't want to be arrested]
I have unruly blood in my blood, but it is always suppressed by sedatives injected from outside. I want to have something extraordinary at my best age, and I am eager for madness, adventure and travel. . . That's the youth I want, not the path that others have taken. I admit the importance of inner peace. Later, she said that she wanted the most beautiful gift, that is, I gave her special memories now.
Night comes.
With the person I like, I am not afraid of the night, just like wandering with the person I like is like a game. This evening is very ordinary. I walked and talked with her. Tell my youth story like a complaining girlfriend, tell my yearning for extraordinary blood and complain about ordinary life. Suddenly an idea flashed, it is better to stay up late, because I like novelty, because I have never done it. So she and I really set foot on the road, and the light and shadow fell. The night in the town is not brightly lit and there is no silence. We seem to be walking in the title page of an ancient book, not knowing where to go or what to do with her, accompanying her aimlessly and joking with her all the way. Finally, we slept in an unknown community, on fitness equipment. I can't sleep, I'm awake, and the equipment hits me.
Do you regret it? '
No regrets. '
There are few stars at night. Looking up at the starry sky, I seem to see through it. I seem to see the Milky Way and the stars. Many times I wonder what the meaning of life is. So far, I still don't understand whether life brings death or not, and what are we pursuing? It's over anyway. I can't guess.
Later, we quietly spent this fleeting thought. There is no such thing as carnival, but I still remember it deeply.
In my heart.
Night, he knows.
[Dear Night]
Dear night, you have the most secrets in the world, and you know as many earthly stories as the stars.
Dear night, you are the best secret keeper in the world. You never let out any secrets.
Everyone seems to have a colorful dream. At a very young age, we often talk about our ideals with great pride. I dream of becoming an extraordinary person and achieving an extraordinary career when I grow up. Over time, that simple ideal unconsciously became the pursuit of dreams.
Dreams are the highest state that makes people dream. In order to dream, people can be desperate, diligent and willing to sweat.
However, dreams and reality are always contradictory, and there is always an insurmountable distance. Especially in the period of change, people appear weak, pale and insignificant in the historical trend, and their dreams always seem to be difficult to realize. From moving to wandering, from quiet to noisy, from iron rice bowl to competition to finding a way out for ourselves, the pain of changing times makes us feel the fast pace of life, and the era of talented people makes us feel the ruthlessness of competition and the threat of elimination all the time. No one can understand why so many compatriots around him suddenly stand up. It seems that my eyes are full of busy figures making a living. ...
At present, survival has become our greatest ideal and the first meaning of life. Imagine, a person who always feels comfortable with food and clothing, who still has the time, mood and energy to think about his dreams? Does the dream really seem to be an unattainable "dream"?
No matter how grand and wonderful your dream is, no matter how obsessed and nostalgic you are about the world in your dream, you have to face the harsh reality and let yourself live well. Only by living can you have dreams, and only by living can you realize your dreams. Dreams are angels of strength, supporting us in our arduous journey. Once the pain, grievances, tears are so insignificant.
Now, we have to hang our dreams carefully in a corner of our hearts. When allowed, give her a handful of soil and water. In the gloomy years, I often take her out and take her for a walk in the sun, which is beautiful.
Hang your dreams on the sails of your heart because you can't live without them.
Hiding dreams in a corner of the soul is because the meaning of life lies in deciphering the code of dreams.
One dream after another paved a colorful life path. Elegant dreams warm the desolate life. Interpretation of dreams is the highest realm of life and the true meaning of life. At this moment, we can only hide our dreams in our hearts. I think this is only temporary, because any success has to pay a different price, otherwise, what color is life?
After all, it is a great regret in life to hide your dreams in your heart. However, if conditions permit, don't be in a situation where there is no dream to be round. No dream can be round, which is the greatest sorrow in life.
I lay in bed, looking at the ceiling and listening to music. Sad music and disaster scenes emerged from the ceiling. Everything that happened that year came to mind. 12 of the pain, Yushu's pain, Zhouqu's trauma, countless lives are vulnerable to nature. On a quiet night, recalling this tragedy is more intense under the music, and I am immersed in this emotion for a long time. The music turned to the exciting middle.
At the scene of the miracle of life after the disaster, some touching people appeared. Excitement intertwined, writing an upward hymn to life, listening to music from great sorrow to great joy. Quietly recalling those miniatures, my heart is rippling, everything has passed and will not come again. The past has turned into the dust of history. The future is full of changes.
I'm thinking quietly. I couldn't sleep for a long time and the music stopped. But the pace will not stop, still striding forward, turning into a light shuttle, chopping waves, although many things in life make me regret, some make me happy. But these have become memories, and it is better to correct mistakes if you stay in the deepest part of your heart. How much time can we waste in the future? Just study hard today. Keep all the past in your heart. Buddha said: Go back to the shore, I said: Hold your heart, be bold and make progress, leave others alone, just have a clear conscience.
On the road of life, the future is bright, even if there are thorns, but as long as you have an unyielding heart, you will certainly win, have a clear conscience, and Kang Long has regrets.
"Didi-"It began to rain lightly outside, and the car horn sounded louder. The night shift staff of the nearby factory went home again. They are also fighting for their own destiny. Although difficult, they suffer first, and even if they are happy inside, they are happy. The footsteps are intertwined with the sound of rain, and with unremitting efforts for the future, we walk into the palace of dreams.
In my dream, it seems difficult for me, but I am determined to reach the other side, determined and successful in everything! Enjoy the process, why not?