Five-year-old Hank went to work in the forest with his father, mother and brother. Suddenly it began to rain, but they only brought a poncho. Dad gave the poncho to mom, mom gave it to my brother, and my brother gave it to Hank. Hank asked, "Why does dad give it to mom, mom gives it to my brother and my brother gives it to me?" Dad replied, "Because dad is better than mom, mom is better than brother, and brother is better than you." We all protect the weak. Hank looked around and ran to spread the poncho on a delicate flower swaying in the wind and rain. This story tells us that the real strong man is not necessarily powerful or rich, but how much he helps others. I think responsibility can make things perfect, and love can make things better.
4. Be prepared for danger in times of peace.
Build a dike before the flood, and the jackal will sharpen his knife first in the future.
A wild wolf is lying on the grass, grinding his teeth diligently. The fox saw it and said to it, "the weather is so good that everyone is resting and entertaining." Please join us! " The wolf didn't speak, and continued to grind his teeth, sharp and sharp. The fox asked strangely, "The forest is so quiet, hunters and hounds have gone home, and tigers are not wandering around, so there is no danger." Why are you working so hard? "
What about grinding your teeth? The wolf stopped and replied, "I don't grind my teeth for fun." Think about it, if there is. "
One day, I was chased by a hunter or a tiger. At that time, it was too late for me to grind my teeth. I usually grind my teeth, and then I can protect myself. "
Tips: Be prepared for a rainy day and be prepared for danger in times of peace, so that you won't be in a hurry when danger suddenly comes. "if you use books, you hate less." If you don't enrich your knowledge, it's too late to cram. Some people complain that there is no chance, but when the promotion opportunity comes, they lament that they have not accumulated enough knowledge and ability to be competent, so they have to regret it.
3. Shadow is a paper dragon.
In life, there are often countless blows from the outside world, but the final decision is in your hands.
Grandpa made me a long dragon out of paper. The gap in the dragon's abdominal cavity can only accommodate a few locusts, and all of them die in it, and no one is spared! Grandfather said, "locusts are too impatient." In addition to struggling, they never thought about biting the dragon with their mouths, nor did they know that they could climb out from the other side as long as they continued to move forward. " So, although it has an iron pliers-like mouth shell and serrated thighs, it doesn't help.
When my grandfather put several green worms of the same size in the faucet, and then turned off the faucet, a miracle appeared: in just a few minutes, the young green worms climbed out of Bali one by one.
Tip: Destiny is always hidden in our minds. Many people can't walk out of the shadow at different stages of life, big or small, not because their natural personal conditions are much worse than others, but because they have no thought to bite through the shadow paper dragon and have no patience to find a direction slowly and move forward step by step until a new hole appears in front of them.
It's beautiful to hold your head high.
Although it is a black cow, the milk is white.
Jenny is a little girl who always lowers her head. She always feels that she is not beautiful enough. One day, she went to the jewelry store and bought a green bow. The shopkeeper kept praising her for wearing a beautiful bow. Although Jenny doesn't believe it, she is very happy. She couldn't help raising her head, eager to show it to everyone. It doesn't matter if she accidentally bumped into someone when she went out.
Jenny walked into the classroom and met her teacher head-on. "Jenny, how beautiful you look with your head held high!" "The teacher lovingly patted her on the shoulder and said. That day, she was praised by many people. She thought it must be a bow, but when she looked in front of the mirror, there was no bow on her head. She must have lost it when she came out of the jewelry store.
Self-confidence is a kind of beauty, but many people lose a lot of happiness because they care too much about appearance.
Tips: Whether you are poor or rich, whether you look like a fairy or plain, as long as you hold your head high, happiness will make you cute-the kind that everyone likes.
The value of life
Don't let yesterday's depression cover up tomorrow's dreams!
At a seminar, a famous speaker held a $20 bill in his hand and didn't make an opening speech.
Facing the 200 people in the meeting room, he asked, "Who wants this $20?" Put one hand up. He went on to say, "I want to give this $20 to one of you, but before that, please allow me to do one thing." As he spoke, he crumpled up the money and asked, "Who wants more?" There are people holding hands. He added, "Well, what if I do this?" He threw the money on the ground, stepped on it and ran it over with his foot. Then he picked up the dirty and wrinkled bill. "Who wants it now?" Someone still raised their hands. "My friends, you had a very meaningful lesson. No matter how I treat that bill, you still want it, because it hasn't depreciated, and it's still worth 20 dollars. On the road of life, we will be knocked down, bullied or even crushed by our own decisions or adversity countless times. We feel as if we are worthless. But no matter what happens, or what will happen, you will never lose value in the eyes of God. In his view, dirty or clean, dressed neatly or sloppy, you are still priceless. "
Tips: The value of life lies not in what we do, nor in who we make friends with, but in ourselves! We are unique-never forget this!
6. Fly your ideal wings.
Hello, teachers and students (fill in the time of your speech, such as morning)!
The theme of my speech today is to fly our ideal wings. As a middle school student, we like to fantasize and dream, highlight our own personality and publicize our differences. We're not wrong. We are now in an uncertain development period, and there is no standard for us to measure our outlook on life and values. We always let adults know that we can live by ourselves and solve some problems by ourselves, but we still have some dependence. Love to dream all day. Maybe today we want to be a teacher to educate our successors. Maybe tomorrow we want to be a scientist to explore some mysteries that we humans don't know yet, or some phenomena that we can't explain yet. ...
We are burying the cruelty and injustice of reality. We can't understand some life practices of parents and elders. We don't understand why they did it. That's because we are too young and have buried too much social experience. None of us were very experienced at that time.
Let go of our fantasy-loving and dream-loving behavior, and we should make a difference for the people and the progress of mankind. Prove with our actions that we put!
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Thank you!
7. As a matter of fact, you are rich.
A young man is always complaining about his bad luck, his inability to make a fortune, and his long face. A big beard came this day.
The white-haired old man asked, "Young man, why are you unhappy?" "I don't understand, why do I always do this?
Pity. ""poor? You are rich! " The old man said sincerely.
"Where does this start?" The young man asked. The old man didn't answer directly, but asked, "If I stop you today."
A finger, give you 1000, will you do it? ""No."
"Cut off your hand and give you ten thousand dollars. Will you do it? " The old man asked again, "No."
"Let your eyes blind, give100000. Will you do it? " "Don't do it."
"Let you immediately become an 80-year-old man and give one million. Will you do it? " "Don't do it."
"Let you die at once, and give you10 million. Will you do it or not? " "Don't do it."
"Yes, you already have a wealth of10 million. Why are you still lamenting your poverty?" old
People asked happily.
The young man was dumbfounded, speechless and had an epiphany.
8. Where is fate?
I once visited a friend who had a successful career and chatted about fate in small talk. I asked if there was fate in this world. He said: Of course. Let me ask you one more question: What is fate? Since destiny takes a hand, what's the use of struggle?
As a result, he didn't answer my question directly, but grabbed my left hand with a smile and said that it was better to read my palm first and tell my fortune. After telling me a life line, a love line, a career line and so on, suddenly, he said to me: reach out and do an action like me. His action is to raise his left hand and slowly clench his fist. Finally, he asked: Have you grasped it? I replied in confusion: Hold on tight. He asked again: Where are those fate line? I answered mechanically: in my hand. He asked again: Excuse me, where is fate? I was shocked and suddenly realized that my destiny was in my own hands!
He went on calmly: No matter what others tell you, no matter how the fortune teller calculates it for you, remember that your destiny is in your own hands, not others' mouths! This is destiny. Of course, if you look at your fist again, you will find that there is still a part of your lifeline outside and you haven't caught it. What enlightenment can it give us? Most of our destiny is in our own hands, but some of it is in the hands of "God". Throughout the ages, the meaning of "struggle" is to strive for it with a lifetime of hard work.
9. Broken arrow
If you don't believe in your will, you'll never be a general.
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, a father and son went to war. The father became a general and the son was just a pawn. Another horn sounded, the drums roared, and my father solemnly raised an quiver with an arrow in it. The father solemnly said to his son, "This is the treasure arrow at home. It is extremely powerful when you carry it with you, but you must never take it out. "
This is an extremely delicate quiver, made of thick cowhide, inlaid with faint shiny copper edges, and look at the arrow's exposed tail. You can tell at a glance that it is made of fine peacock feathers. The son was beaming and greedily speculated about the appearance of the arrow, as if the arrow whizzed past his ear and the enemy commander jumped off his horse and died.
Sure enough, Bao Jian's son is heroic and invincible. When the trumpet sounded, the son could no longer resist the heroic spirit of victory and completely abandoned his father's words. A strong desire drove him to shout and pull out his treasure arrow, trying to find out. Suddenly he was shocked.
A broken arrow, there is a broken arrow in the quiver.
I have been fighting with a broken arrow! My son broke out in a cold sweat, as if the house had lost its pillar in an instant and collapsed.
The result is self-evident, and my son died tragically in the disorderly army.
Blowing away the misty smoke, my father picked up the broken arrow and spat heavily: "If you don't believe in your will, you will never be a general."
How stupid it is to pin victory or defeat on a precious arrow, and how dangerous it is for a person to give the core and handle of life to others! For example, pin your hopes on children; Put happiness on her husband; Insure the crew with life insurance ...
Hint: You are an arrow. You want it to be tough, you want it to be sharp, you want it to go through a hundred paces and hit a hundred shots, you sharpen it, and only you can save it.