① A 700-word essay based on the touching ordinary things around me
Touching things about ordinary people
Speaking of things that moved me, there should be many. ! Speaking of people who moved me, there are even more! These people are either celebrities or great people, and their stories are either household names or have been published in major newspapers. These things may be helpful, maybe they are generous, they may be caring for the weak, they may be... they are all deeds that touch us. These deeds are often recounted by parents when educating their children. In fact, there are many people and things around us that move us, but we have not noticed it. Let us use a "magnifying glass" to look for these ordinary people who are doing extraordinary things!
Grandpa Pei is over 70 years old and lives downstairs in my house. At this age, he should be able to enjoy his old age in peace, but his son and daughter-in-law are working in other places, so the burden of taking care of his granddaughter and his wife, who is mentally unstable, naturally falls on his shoulders alone. He gets up early every day to prepare breakfast, sends his granddaughter to school, and starts taking care of his wife and children when he comes back. In the afternoon, I will do some housework, buy groceries, and prepare dinner. After I finish my work, I have to pick up my granddaughter. He does this every day, with almost no time to rest, but he has never said a word of complaint. He endured hardships and never left his wife, winning the respect and admiration of his neighbors!
Once, when I came home, I found that I didn’t bring the key to the security door at the bottom of the building. There was no one at home. How could I get home? I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely. What a coincidence, Grandpa Pei is walking this way carrying a vegetable basket. My eyes lit up. Just when I was thanking God, Grandpa Pei opened the door of his house and asked me to come in and sit down. I held the door open and motioned for him to go in, but he insisted on letting me go in. It seemed that I couldn't defeat Grandpa Pei, so I ran towards the stairs. When I turned around to look at Grandpa Pei, he was struggling to hold one foot against the door, carrying heavy dishes with both hands and preparing to go upstairs. I was deeply moved by this scene. As a junior, I should let him, but he... So, I ran down again and helped Grandpa Pei carry the vegetables. Grandpa Pei's weathered and wrinkled face showed a smile.
Grandpa Pei’s kindness is universally recognized by everyone.
In the eyes of his granddaughter, Grandpa Pei is an amiable grandfather; in the eyes of his wife, Grandpa Pei is a good and responsible husband; in my eyes, he is a simple and kind-hearted grandfather!
In fact, the things that can move us are not necessarily earth-shattering, and the people who move us are not necessarily those who have appeared in books or been reported on TV and newspapers. They may be quietly happening around us. It is happening and happening, both ordinary and touching!
② Thanks for the 700-word essay on an ordinary story
·On the street
This street is not Long, this is a civilian alleyway
I walk by here every day
Look at the crowds wrapped in the sun, and occasionally
children run past laughing
The days are like calm water
The stones move slowly, hiding further sadness
I wish I could turn around and see you
Someone is holding my cold fingers
Let’s walk together on the street, stop and go
Tell ordinary stories
·Alone
I lie on the grass blades like a silkworm
Keep weaving a person, who is related to
many words: tears, walking
missing, and A person's night
I touched love, when he curled up in my arms like a child
I kissed his forehead in the dark night The edge of the world
Hold the secret happiness
As soon as the sun breaks, I keep pressing the phone
Watching the time slowly collapse, the autumn is cool
This person freezes the city in an instant
Leave me behind and look for the harp
Dear, I haven’t learned to use words
To identify you, you are in a hurry Leave
·Baby
Baby, are you like me?
Grab a handful of sunshine and hit the road
Straighten your back and watch the wind Blowing in any direction
You are in the shadow, your fragrance is endless
Baby, how I want to spend my life building a door
Nail you there, kiss Your transparent lips
We hollow each other out and plant flames
Plant simple words
Baby, how long have I been saving up to say it out
Wake up a lot of passion, I bite you like a little animal
Bite your breath, bite your heartbeat, bite your pain
I hate you for giving me tears< /p>
With my eyes closed, I hate you
Afraid that when I open them, the dewdrops will fall away one by one
·Photo
What can it give me? ?
Constantly reminded by sleep talking, you sleep next to a lily
After all, it is the normal scenery
Pink daughter and pale yellow wife
I see the coldness of the world, and I lose my direction with just an umbrella
Four inches, five inches, no matter how you zoom in
They are all swaying sideways, and they are all lyrical
I cut myself and hung myself upside down
Those silly gardenias didn’t speak either
Look at me, tampering with fate in a blur
As a photo, it was deserted and waiting
And you made my fingers twitch slightly
·Stingy
I didn’t speak, I turned my face away
Swallowed wet words
All the houses are bright
Only my body is full of darkness
I am so stingy, behind my back I cut my hair
Tears fell one by one, blue pain fell
I drank medicine, held the scissors, and cut the north wind
Only, collection
Can't help you
You tease the flowers, the light is fluent. Opposite
Girl, my heart is too thin to bear the load
I choked on my breath and my voice began to lose weight
I don’t want to look at you, there is no reflection of me on your lips< /p>
You said I was so stingy, I heard a sound
Burst, and from then on I used the water accumulated in my chest to brew myself
·Drunk< /p>
They were all drunk and asleep
Blushing and forgetting their restless hometown
I was left pale, guarding the moist loneliness
p>
*** Drinking cup after cup, carrying the bottle
Consuming the heat, looking for divisions everywhere
It can’t mend me, this is the endless August
Keep saying goodbye to you, and the burning will intensify when I wake up
How I want to get drunk, and fall drunk on the yellow land
Without posture, the northwest chest witnessed it again
A lost dance, the child danced in agony
Open your eyes, the smell of malt spreads all over the floor
I want to see you through myself , the front is unclear
the rear is blurry. That only clink of glasses
has become the imagination of Youlan, I can no longer do it
Lying beside you like a sunflower
③ Discovery in life A 600-word essay on the story of an ordinary but noble character
Lillo discovered the isochronic principle of the swing from the swing of the chandelier, and a good guy discovered it from a game Sharks are afraid of yellow objects. I also learned from the phenomenon of cats eating grass that the reason why cats eat grass is because they have a bad stomach.
It was a Sunday a few months ago. After breakfast, I was playing in the yard when I suddenly discovered that my neighbor’s big white cat was eating grass in my garden. Hey! What's going on? Aren't cats carnivores? How can they eat grass? I was so surprised that I went back home and looked for books like "Encyclopedia on the Internet", but I rummaged through these books. I haven't found any reason why cats eat grass. Hey, what is going on with cats eating grass? I sighed and thought: No matter what, I must find out what is going on with cats eating grass! From now on, I will observe carefully whenever I have time. Big white cat... Emperor God has paid off. Finally, I found that every time the big white cat eats grass, it will poop thinly. Maybe the big white cat eats grass because it has a bad stomach? I guess so. It just so happened that an aunt came to my house a few days ago. She was a pet doctor, so I asked her what was going on and told her what I thought. She said to me: "Your idea is right! "I jumped three feet high with joy. I finally learned knowledge through my own efforts!
From this incident, I understand a truth: Science is everywhere, as long as we observe carefully and pay attention By exploring, we can discover many things that we don’t know through our own efforts. In addition, you must have the courage to practice, because if you only use your brain but not your hands, nothing will be accomplished.
④ An ordinary person's composition for the second grade of junior high school should be suppressed first and then promoted, 700 words, with many examples
An ordinary person
He is a He is an ordinary person, but after having the profession of security guard, he has an extraordinary mission...
He is an ordinary person, but after having the profession of security guard, he has an extraordinary mission... Ordinary mission...
Since March 23 in Nanping, many schools have strengthened their precautions, and our school is no exception. The day after the notice to parents was distributed, the school had four or five more security guards. , when I entered the school gate, I saw him, his face was fat and tall, and I immediately took a liking to him. But when I looked at him from the front, I was shocked: there was a long crescent scar on the left side of his face, which was five centimeters long. It was like a big centipede entrenched on his face. It was extremely scary. The good impression just now disappeared instantly, replaced by fear and fear.
However, two things changed my mind.
Driving people away
How to chase people away! They say the campus is safe, but they still kick the children out. This is not...no, it's not driving them out, but driving them back.
That day, it was almost 12:20 noon, and my mother hadn’t come to pick me up yet. At this time, a child who looked like a third-grade child ran out of the school gate looking around restlessly, as if his parents hadn't come yet! This is dangerous! What if some gangster comes out and stabs me... it will be terrible! Before I could finish thinking about it, the crescent scar security guard immediately walked forward, bent down and said kindly: "Kid, are you going home by yourself?" When the kid heard this, he felt something was wrong. Who would ask that! When he looked up, he saw that it was a security guard. He relaxed a little and said, "Oh, oh no, my mother hasn't come to pick me up yet. I'll come out and take a look." "Then go back to campus, okay? Your mother is here." I'll let you know." "Oh, okay." From this incident, I discovered that this security guard is indeed different from others. He was not like other security guards who said, "Go, go! Go back!" Instead, he spoke to the students in a friendly and kind manner so that the children would not be afraid. At this moment, my good feelings towards him are rising.
Stop the car
Is he a security guard or a policeman! When you stop a car, do you still need to be reprimanded and fined after the stop? Oops, wrong again, listen to me slowly.
At the school gate, there are two rows of fences erected on both sides of the gate. Parking is not allowed on the road in the middle, which is the "exclusive channel" for students to enter and exit the school gate. However, some parents had to park their cars at the door, and almost hit their students several times! For this reason, security guards will stop the vehicle. The one I remember most deeply was a parent who was extremely domineering. We are about to rush into the school gate! But she still had no intention of stopping. The security guard gestured, but she raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Pick up the child!" and then drove forward. This was an unexpected scene that happened: the security guard immediately grabbed the back seat of the motorcycle and shouted: "Stop!!" The car had to stop. What a shock! Not only was I surprised, the car owner was even more surprised. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth opened into a big O shape. The students next to him also shouted in surprise. The car owner slowly got off the motorcycle and looked at the security guard. The security guard looked at the car owner and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
These two things made me hate the security guard with the crescent scar. Good impression. It’s not a good impression, but something deeper than a good impression. Now that crescent scar has become a symbol of bravery and justice! ! !
⑤ Write a 700-word lyrical essay on the topic "ordinary"
Be willing to be ordinary. There is precious gold in the ordinary sand, and fresh life is cultivated in the ordinary soil. . Behind the ordinary career stands a magnificent life. We don’t have to envy the celebrities who have thousands of pets; we don’t have to long for the politicians’ control; we don’t have to deliberately pursue glory and wealth. Ordinary life also has some extraordinary scenes. We must be willing to be ordinary. Because we are ordinary, we can live a relaxed and leisurely life. There is no need to experience the scandals and exposure of celebrities; there is no need to experience the intrigues in the political arena; there is no need to talk about the ups and downs of entering the business world. Although, this ordinary life will deprive us of the opportunity to show our charm, the feeling of being in power and superiority, and the material conditions of good food and clothing. But we can still find our own value in ordinary life. You can still show your singing voice at home every day and show the charm of family affection in front of your family; you can display your majestic talents and strategies on the chess field to win thousands of miles. Because of being ordinary, we can live a carefree and worry-free life. No more stars fall. The sense of loss that has faded away. Although there is no aloofness and the spirit of being able to respond to hundreds of calls, it is less desolate than the "deserted cars and horses in front of the door" in the future, and has a more leisurely interest of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains". Because of the ordinary, we have a deeper understanding of the true meaning of life: the ordinary is the truth. A famous person once made a wish and said: Let me live an ordinary day. Obviously, he is no ordinary person. Therefore, people living in ordinary lives should cherish the situation around us and lose the delusion of desperately pursuing honor, money, and status. Ordinariness gives us ordinary fun. But ordinary does not mean inferiority, nor does it mean poverty. From "firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and vegetables", you can get more of the true meaning of life. Of course, being willing to be ordinary does not mean that we should be content with our destiny, fend for ourselves, and lose the ambition to make progress. An ancient saying goes: A wealthy person can help the whole world; a poor person can only take care of himself.
In life, it is everyone's dream to do something great and be famous for generations. Being willing to be ordinary does not mean that people should abandon their ideals and live a mediocre life, but that people should respect objective reality and learn to enjoy hardships. Because after all, there are only a few great people, and relatively speaking, there are countless ordinary people. Great men always start their careers in a certain social environment created by ordinary people. And ordinary people are not silent and soundless. In society, people like Lei Feng, Li Suli, Kong Fansen, and Chen Jinshui still have magnificent lives behind their ordinary careers. Being ordinary is not a negative fatalism. Being willing to be ordinary is a kind of attitude towards life that faces life, is optimistic and cheerful. Being willing to be ordinary, it gives us a chance: to merge into the Milky Way, we must accompany the bright moon to illuminate the sky; to submerge ourselves into the grass, we must join forces with the spring breeze to dye the earth green. Ordinary life injects warmth and harmony into the world, and brings joy and vitality to life.
⑥ The stories behind ordinary people, 800 words
I have a lot of homework, and I am used to reading books at a glance. Those words often pass by like running water, and being moved becomes a luxury. Emotions, less and less. However, when I picked up "These People, Those Things", I didn't expect these words and these stories to hit my heart so unexpectedly, and tears poured out like a floodgate. It turned out that the emotion was always there, but it just lacked a touch point.
This is my first time reading Wu Nianzhen’s book. He is a screenwriter, director, and actor. He has won the Taiwan Golden Horse Award for Best Screenplay five times. He is the author of "Love in the Wind" and "Sad City". This man with a long list of honors also has a special praise - "Taiwan's most popular screenwriter." A person who knows how to tell stories", and the thin volume "These People and Those Things" is the story he told. Among these many stories, "Reunion" is the most special one and the most popular one:
The taxi started, and the ex-girlfriend was sitting in the back seat, making phone calls one after another, to her family, The company and friends, in a short period of time, told all the details of the 10 years since they broke up.
When they were almost at their destination, their ex-girlfriend suddenly said to the driver in an extremely calm tone: "I have told you all my situation...family, work, children, and you...and you can't even You don’t even want to say hello to me?”
It is said that this is a typical Wu style. The writing is so clean and concise, with no redundant elaboration or description, and always has the habit of ending with an unexpected ending in the last paragraph, which "bumps" the reader's heart heavily.
All the people Wu Nianzhen writes about are ordinary people, such as the little girl who works in Kinmen, the miner Axi, the grandmother in the fishing village, and the author’s own father, mother, and brothers. These people are all in the fishing village and the mine. Working hard to make a living, living is a struggle, very sad, even cruel. Wu Nian is a nostalgic person, but he is also a calm person. He writes about the cruelty and sadness of life in a plain style. His non-sensational language restores the story itself, which gives it the most sensational power. Through his simple pen, these people and events are displayed in front of people as if they were film reels, making people laugh and cry, sad and happy at the same time, becoming a beautiful microcosm of Taiwan's past.
Wu Nianzhen’s writings have a strong sense of description and imagery, and he uses restrained and calm words to describe the joys and sorrows of the world. Because the article is short, it reflects the power of the text itself. As Wu Nianzhen himself said, "Because it is only 1,200 words, because it is like a very short story with twists and turns. Every time I start to write, I don't care, just write first Go on, delete and delete to the extreme when you finish writing. If you indulge me, you can write 10,000 words, but if it is very long, it may not be interesting. ”
At this point, I am reminded of Su Shi’s words: “When writing is young, it must be majestic and colorful. As it gets older and mature, it becomes dull. In fact, it is not dull, it is extremely gorgeous.” So, I saw this book of life. ——"These People, Those Things", I will always remember when I am moved. In fact, there is a gorgeous story behind every ordinary person.
⑦ 700-word essay "The Ordinary in the Ordinary"
Discovery in the Ordinary
Beauty is not a patent of greatness. Even in the ordinary, there can be a different kind of beauty. .
In the bustling city, with people coming and going, no one will notice that there is a small piece of bread moving quietly on the side of the road. When I looked carefully, I discovered that a group of little ants were working hard to carry the small piece of bread.
They have no fear in the face of "monsters" dozens of times larger than themselves. They only know that there are many ants in the nest ahead that need to be raised by them. The ant nest is a place with a clear division of labor. Since they have become the ants responsible for finding food, they must shoulder this important responsibility. They are so ordinary that they don't even stand out in a small ant nest. They raise all the ants in the ant nest with their own sweat. Although they are ordinary, they have the beauty of having the courage to take responsibility.
In the silent desert, sparsely populated, no one would know that there are rows of poplar trees swaying in the wind on the Gobi. That is the unknown poplar tree guarding the border of the motherland. They are not afraid of the wind and sand in the desert. Instead, they face the wind and sand to compete with it. They are maintaining the security of the motherland. They are the front-line fighters guarding the borders of the motherland! Their branches and leaves stand upright, showing their strength. An enterprising spirit. They are not necessarily tall, but every inch they grow is formed over time. They use their bodies to guard the borders for the motherland, and use their spirits to show the Chinese spirit to the world! Although they are ordinary, they have the beauty of being strong and unyielding.
In a remote mountain village, there are only a few small houses located in the mountains. Halfway up the mountain, there is a primary school, and the sound of reading can be heard loudly. Here, there may be only a few teachers teaching a dozen children. How much the children long for the world outside the mountains, but they only have longing. There are countless such schools across the land of the motherland. The teachers are volunteers from all over the country. Many of them have given up life in the city and high-paying careers just to come to the mountain villages and bring the rain of knowledge to more children. Their names are rural teachers. They shed their sweat on the podium of the mountain village school. They devote their youth to the future of the children in the mountain village. One after another, children from mountain villages walked out of the mountain villages and headed for the city; one after another, college students walked into the mountain villages and left the city. Everyone has his own ideal, and the ideal of rural teachers is particularly great! Although they are ordinary, they have the beauty of being willing to contribute.
We are all ordinary, but we are all beautiful. There can also be a different kind of beauty in the ordinary!
⑧ A 700-word composition with the theme of ordinary and great
Ordinary and great composition
Eyes, who Which eyes are the brightest, sharpest, gentlest and most encouraging? Oh, it’s the teacher’s eyes! Her talking eyes give people strength and confidence, like a beacon on the road of my life. When I encounter difficulties, give me infinite courage; when I fall, it is like a pair of warm hands that lift me up...
The teacher's eyes are a pair of eyes full of expectation. In class, when the teacher asks questions and guides students to think, he always looks expectantly at the students' furrowed brows. How the teacher hopes that one of the students will stand up and answer the question immediately! I wanted to raise my hand, but when I saw my classmates sitting quietly thinking about the problem, I was timid. When I met the teacher's expectant eyes, I eliminated all worries and raised my hand without hesitation. Teacher, your expectant eyes always encourage me.
The teacher’s eyes are a pair of eyes full of hope and able to speak. I couldn't get over the pommel horse jump in physical education class. When I was discouraged, I saw her eyes, which seemed to say: "Don't lose heart, start all over again." I mustered up the courage, once, twice...I finally jumped over . Ah, teacher, it is your eyes that give me endless courage and strength. Whenever I encounter difficulties, feel discouraged by failure and blow, your eyes as bright as the Big Dipper will appear in my heart, so my confidence doubles and I overcome the difficulties.
The teacher’s eyes are sharp and gentle. When I threw away the unfinished steamed buns and the unfinished rice, the teacher's eyes shot out a stern look. When I shed tears of repentance and shame, I saw the teacher's eyes.
The teacher's gentle eyes clearly told me: "If you know your mistakes and can correct them, that's good!" When I quarreled with my classmates over trivial matters, when I felt resentful because of the teacher's "favoritism", it was the teacher's eyes that told me that I should To be united and friendly with classmates, we must correctly treat the teacher's "partiality"... Ah, teacher, your loving, kind, and trusting eyes have filled the emotional gap between teachers and students, built a bridge of friendship between classmates, and made Everyone lives in harmony, full of friendship, solidarity and mutual help.
Teacher, your gaze is the most valuable, rare and admirable. You gave a mother's sacred love and fist-fighting affection. It is your eyes that give us the wings to fight against the wind and waves, soaring in the ideal sky; it is your eyes that guide us to take vigorous steps and set foot on the vast land of China...
Brief comment
This article adopts a typical summary structure. The beginning of the article summarizes the whole text; the middle is divided into three paragraphs to interpret the true meaning of the teacher’s eyes from different aspects, forming a parallel paragraph; the end is The praise of the teacher's eyes enlightens the theme of the article. The structure of the article is well-proportioned and complete, with the beginning and end echoing each other and complementing each other.
In terms of expression, this article seems a bit bland and unpretentious. Because of this, the feelings in this article appear more sincere, giving people the pure beauty of "clear water hibiscus". The clever use of metaphors in the first paragraph shows the magic of the teacher's eyes; the direct expression of the heart in the last paragraph not only touches on the theme, but also has a natural feeling.
Hubei Zhang Xia
Is it him? I couldn't help but write a big question mark in my mind. It's really unbelievable that he is our Chinese teacher. You see, he is about forty or fifty years old, with short hair and bright eyes, emitting the unique light in the teacher's eyes, as if he wants to see everything in the world. The wrinkles on his face look like they were carved by a knife. Are they due to the passage of time? Is it because of housework? Or is it because of your busy career? The fat body looks very kind, as kind as a father. This new teacher doesn't look bad on the outside, but what about his "inside"? I am eager to find out.
It was the first time to memorize in front of a new teacher. Who doesn’t want to express themselves well? I also secretly competed with other students, “I can memorize it.” I planned to memorize it, but... I hesitated. . "What are you afraid of? Come on." I walked quickly onto the podium with a pounding heart.
"Teacher Zhou, I will recite."
"Okay, you recite."
I put down the book and recited Comrade ***'s poem fluently "Qinyuan Spring·Snow". Unexpectedly, I couldn't catch up with the sentence "Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly inferior to ***". My heart was beating faster. I hesitated for a moment, dropped that sentence, and then memorized the next section. I secretly raised my eyes: the teacher was still sitting there, closing his eyes tightly, as if he didn't know at all. As soon as I recited the sentence, I took another sneak look at the teacher. The teacher opened his eyes at some point, and his keen eyes flashed with hope and expectation; there was blame, but also love. Those eyes had clearly penetrated everything, looking at my appearance and my heart. I hurriedly picked it up again from "Tang Zong Song Zu"...
Although this incident has passed, I still feel in my heart There is always one word - "regret". Because I saw those eyes, those sharp eyes with sharp eyes.
On the podium, words flowed from the lips.
Under the podium, the pen rustled on the notebook.
On the podium, endless words continued to flow out.
Under the podium, a hand was raised high, that was my hand.
"What questions do you have?" the teacher asked.
"Teacher, are the two 'words' (ci) in the 'Ci Zhang' on your blackboard and the 'Ci Zhang' in the book interchangeable?" The teacher looked at the words on the podium seriously. Ci Zhang".
"Oh, that's right. 'Ci Zhang' and 'Ci Zhang' can generally be used interchangeably, but the 'Ci' in 'Ci Zhang' in the text refers to beautiful language, so it's better not to write it as 'Ci'. This The two words are not interchangeable, please correct them immediately." The teacher quickly corrected the typo on the blackboard. The classmates all turned their heads and looked at me. What kind of gaze does that belong to? Admiration, envy, jealousy or... I can't guess their mood at the moment.
I looked at the teacher on the podium, and he was looking at me with his persistent and approving eyes
⑨ A 700-word essay on extraordinary people in ordinary life. Urgent! Urgent! ! !
Discovering beauty in the ordinary is not a patent for greatness. There can also be a different kind of beauty in the ordinary. In the noisy city, with people coming and going, no one will notice that there is a small piece of bread moving quietly on the side of the road. When I looked carefully, I discovered that a group of little ants were working hard to carry the small piece of bread. They have no fear in the face of "monsters" dozens of times larger than themselves. They only know that there are many ants in the nest ahead that need to be raised by them. The ant nest is a place with a clear division of labor. Since they have become the ants responsible for finding food, they must shoulder this important responsibility. They are so ordinary that they don't even stand out in a small ant nest. They raise all the ants in the ant nest with their own sweat. Although they are ordinary, they have the beauty of having the courage to take responsibility. In the silent desert, sparsely populated, no one would know that there are rows of poplar trees swaying in the wind on the Gobi. That is the unknown poplar tree guarding the border of the motherland. They are not afraid of the wind and sand in the desert. Instead, they face the wind and sand to compete with it. They are maintaining the security of the motherland. They are the front-line fighters guarding the borders of the motherland! Their branches and leaves stand upright, showing their strength. An enterprising spirit. They are not necessarily tall, but every inch they grow is formed over time. They use their bodies to guard the borders for the motherland, and use their spirits to show the Chinese spirit to the world! Although they are ordinary, they have the beauty of being strong and unyielding. In a remote mountain village, there are only a few small houses located in the mountains. Halfway up the mountain, there is a primary school, and the sound of reading can be heard loudly. Here, there may be only a few teachers teaching a dozen children. How much the children long for the world outside the mountains, but they only have longing. There are countless such schools across the land of the motherland. The teachers are volunteers from all over the country. Many of them have given up life in the city and high-paying careers just to come to the mountain villages and bring the rain of knowledge to more children. Their names are rural teachers. They shed their sweat on the podium of the mountain village school. They devote their youth to the future of the children in the mountain village. One after another, children from mountain villages walked out of the mountain villages and headed for the city; one after another, college students walked into the mountain villages and left the city. Everyone has his own ideal, and the ideal of rural teachers is particularly great! Although they are ordinary, they have the beauty of being willing to contribute. We are all ordinary, but we are all beautiful. There can also be a different kind of beauty in the ordinary!