When it comes to labor, people often mention that "labor is the most glorious and creates a better life". It can be seen that labor has created a better life, which has become the consensus of everyone.
During the holiday, I came to my grandpa's house to play. My grandpa's house was in Xiaoshan, and it only took me an hour on the way. So I came to my grandpa's house more than ten times a year. I come to my grandpa's house every holiday. I was there when my grandpa's house was still in a small mountain village. At that time, when I was a child in kindergarten, I came to my grandpa's home. There were few vegetable markets at that time. Farmers lived by farming, and grandpa was no exception. I still remember growing vegetables in the field with my grandfather when I was young. To go to the field, we had to cross two roads, a total of more than one kilometer. It was very hot at that time, and I had several beads of sweat on my back before I arrived in the field. When we got to the farm wall, we had to pass a single wooden bridge, which was very narrow. It was very inconvenient for farmers with heavy loads at that time. We had a hard time passing the single wooden bridge. The farmland is rectangular and surrounded by rivers, so the farmland has sufficient water. This farmland is an ideal land for farmers to cultivate. It has abundant sunshine and green water circulation. It is a perfect holy land for farmers to farm!
The farmland is like a maze. There is a dirt road between each small piece of land, and there are gullies on both sides of the dirt road. The dirt road is half a meter wide, which is enough for farmers to walk through. The area of some fields is the size of two or three connected fields, so that more plants can be planted. People who don't often come to the farm may get lost. They can't walk out unless they look at the direction of the sun in the sky. If it is cloudy, they can only bump into it casually, which may not be possible. Grandpa's first field was on a rectangular corner, with water on both sides, so the crops grew very well. The purpose of grandpa's visit this time is to cut some green vegetables, onions, cauliflower and cucumbers in addition to farming, and then go back to make dinner for me and take them home for me. The weather was hot. There were sweat beads on Grandpa's neck, back and head, but he didn't mean to rest at all. The sun was in the sky, and I had to go to the shade even when I was playing. But Grandpa was still in the sun, one minute, two minutes... The time passed by, and Grandpa was still farming. More than thirty minutes later, suddenly my grandfather called out, "OK!" At this time, it was already evening. I saw my grandfather standing up from the field, sweating all over his head, as if he had fished it out of the water. If I had used the forehead thermometer to measure the temperature of Grandpa's forehead, it would have exceeded 48 degrees... After a while, Grandpa sorted out the basket and walked out of the maze like farmland hand in hand with me.
Grandpa's spirit is worth learning. Without their hard work, how can we have a better life and a prosperous motherland today!
Life does not depend on whether it is dull or vigorous, but depends on whether you have a heart that is good at discovery. If you feel the beauty of the world with your heart, you will find your life different from others.
I remember once when I walked in the rain, the drizzle made me feel sad. The sky is grey blue, and the plants on the earth are covered with raindrops, which flow down from the leaves like light spirits dancing happily.
A gust of wind blowing, leaves, bleak autumn wind hit me confused.
At this time, a butterfly came into my sight. This is a black butterfly. Its black and thin wings are mixed with some yellowish spots. Its left wing has broken, as if it would break at a touch. It crouched on a flower, fluttering its right wing from time to time, trying to fly again.
It tried again and again, but just flew off and fell off. Its small body seemed very thin. I looked at its stubborn appearance and felt scornful and ironic. Its small figure is always up and down in front of me, but it can't fly higher. But somehow, it still didn't give up.
When I tried to reach out and catch it, its wings suddenly flapped a few times. Its whole body gravity was on the right wing, and it appeared in front of me again. But this time it didn't fall down again, it really flew again!
My heart is very excited. I don't know what kind of force is supporting it, supporting this weak body. Looking at its fluttering wings, I had a little doubt: what force made it fly again? What gives it strength? It hovered in the air for a while, as if to express its joy after re flying, then flashed into the flowers, and my doubts suddenly disappeared. It is its yearning for a better life!
This little butterfly has given me a great shock. When will I like it to pursue and struggle for the beautiful time I yearn for?
I looked up and let the rain fall on my face at will. The time seemed to stop at this moment. I closed my eyes and felt the things around me carefully. The wind is gentle; There is rain, falling steadily.
When I opened my eyes, there was a rainbow bridge made of hope looming in the sky. Although it was not so clear, I could feel its beauty.
The rain stopped, the sun poked out half its head from the gap between several clouds, and the world became bright again.
At this moment, I shouted at the somewhat gloomy sky: in fact, life is still beautiful, but you have less discovery!
Yes, I used to ignore all the good things around me. Life does not lie in whether it is dull or warm, it always has a beautiful moment, and only with your heart can you feel the beauty of life. Good life, here I come!
At the beginning of the school year, Miss Li sent us a book - The Tide of a Hundred Years. She told us that this book describes the centennial history of the CPC from 1921 to 20XX, and describes the centennial changes of the Chinese people from "standing up" to "getting rich" and then to "getting strong". It is worth reading carefully!
So, I opened the book and read quietly, half understanding... When I read the chapter "Jointly towards a well-off society in an all-round way" and read the story of Shibadong Village in Xiangxi described in the book, the feeling of intimacy and familiarity came into being. At that moment, I remembered the experience of going back to my hometown with my father to visit my grandparents this summer vacation.
My father's hometown is Huining County, Gansu Province, where the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army successfully joined forces on the Long March and was the Red Revolutionary Base. Compared with what I learned four years ago when I went back to my hometown, I found that the biggest change in this small mountain village, which is located in the hinterland of the northwest, is that every household has used tap water. In the past, people in their hometown dug more than 20 meters of land and dug wells for people to drink; Or dig a water cellar to store rainwater for watering flowers and growing vegetables. But this time, I found that every household has been installed with blue water pipes, and the hometown has water supply! As long as the tap is turned on, water will come out of the pipe... Maybe, you will think, it's just tap water, what's strange! However, for the people of Huining in the northwest of the motherland, the flowing tap water is like manna, which is the source of their happiness!
The next day when I returned to my hometown, my grandfather took my brother and me to the orchard behind the house to see all kinds of fruits. Suddenly, a cow's "moo moo" came from the neighbor Ruotong's family. The younger brother was very excited and asked grandpa to take us to see the cattle. When my grandfather pushed away the neighbor's cattle pen, I was surprised: a large herd of cattle, almost ten! "Are so many cattle used for farming?" I asked curiously. Grandpa smiled and said, "Now machines are used for farming. Cattle raising is a national targeted poverty alleviation project, and these cattle are used to sell money." I asked my grandfather, "Why don't we have cattle?" Grandpa touched my head and said, "Targeted poverty alleviation depends on who needs the most help. Your parents both work in the city, buy a house and a car, and they are not the targets of poverty alleviation." After listening to Grandpa's words, I realized that the "precision" of targeted poverty alleviation originally means this!
After living in the hometown of Huining for more than ten days, I saw that many people in the village have built houses and bought cars, the roads in the village have been widened, and the life of the people in the hometown has changed tremendously. I really understood what the "Hundred Years Tide" said: "The country's targeted poverty alleviation" is not to help one family's temporary poverty, but to "help" thousands of families to live a better life! Getting rid of poverty is not the end, but the starting point of a new life and a new struggle!
What successful people need to learn most is to learn lessons and be humble and self-control? We all need to learn this, so we need to remind each other and communicate frankly. Communication between peers is easy, because there is no need to be too scrupulous, and communication between generations will be a bit troublesome. In fact, as one of the successful people, parents lack the most humility and self-control. Especially in front of the younger generation and children, they are used to doing whatever they want and taking whatever they want. Before they know the truth, they abuse and teach rather than communicate.
This is especially true of those who are used to being teachers, or leaders, or who think they are wise, narcissists and megalomaniacs. I also made this mistake. I sincerely apologize to my friends here. It seems that this is not the first time. It's really true that "rivers and mountains change their nature." However, it's not surprising that you don't know what to say. You like to hide and hide and whitewash peace. Don't hide and hide in the future.
To paraphrase someone, I'm not a worm in your stomach. How can I know if you don't tell me? When you think I'm an ordinary friend, everything is OK. How old I am is not equal to my elders. There should be no generation gap. If there is one, fill it out! The relationship between people is actually a contest and compromise between the strong and the weak. If you act like a child, I will inevitably become an adult. You can face it calmly when you are mature. Instead, I act like a child.
When they come and go, they both grow up. Children can't communicate, they just cry and run away from home. If adults do the same, they will run away and not contact their families, which is very bad. Everyone needs to make up for this lesson, a course of "interpersonal relationship" and "management communication". Honest communication to make life better - Remember to call your family on the Mid Autumn Festival. Haha management communication specifically mentioned that communication has two purposes, first is "solving problems", second is "maintaining feelings". Neither of them is necessary. It's not a big unfilial thing for a son to teach his parents and a daughter to talk reason to his parents, but the method should be appropriate. Don't refute the old man's face, haha negotiation, Some people regard it as a war game. In fact, it is not. Negotiation is also a kind of communication. The purpose is to win, not to lose or lose.
Arguing or even fighting, or even communication, is just a little more tragic, aiming at "ending the war with war", rather than becoming more and more ridiculous, and finally becoming an enemy. Is it a smarter way to eliminate misunderstandings at the beginning? If someone has to fight a war, but can't fight it, he will run away and won't negotiate with you. Then he should be obedient and forced to come to the negotiation table. Ha ha, that's what I did.
Having said goodbye to the good time of my childhood, I entered junior high school. On the first day of junior high school, I was appointed as the brigade committee because of my excellent entrance examination results. I was very happy because it was a good start for my junior high school.
The first meeting of the brigade committee was held under the national flag in front of the rostrum. I was very nervous. After looking around for a week, I found many strange faces had the same expression, so I was relieved. At this time, a tall, serious and cold female teacher came quickly. She told us the arrangements for the afternoon and announced that we were the brigade committee. In the next two years, our brigade committees worked together to solve one thing after another, such as the charity sale, visiting the students of the work study school, tomb sweeping on the Tomb Sweeping Day, and the 14th birthday... We went through ups and downs together, and we became bosom friends who talked about everything.
A semester will pass in a twinkling of an eye. The final exam is coming. There are more and more homework and test papers. It can even be said that homework alone is overwhelming me. I write at school and at home; Write in class and after class; Write during the day and at night. Although it is very hard, you should learn to seek pleasure in pain and feel the beauty of learning life. When you look back on your good results in the final exam in a few days, and think of your efforts and the beauty of your struggle, it will be the most valuable experience in your life
I still remember the playground when I was in primary school: it was paved with stones, covered with dust, and the fog flew all over the sky when I ran; There is only half a basketball court and only one basket. We can't play the ball because senior students occupy the court
But when I came to junior high school, I found that it was different from the playground in primary school. There are many basketball courts. I am a person who loves playing basketball very much. I feel like a fish in water when I have a court. I have to play for a while every day. I think life in junior high school is really beautiful.
The cicadas outside the window were still shouting. It was the third day of junior high. I remember that in the first day of junior high, we were still children who didn't know anything. We thought that the third day of junior high was very far away, but the time was so fast. We had already arrived at the graduation class unconsciously, and we were immediately facing graduation and leaving, unable to enjoy so many beautiful things.
Life is like this. There are gains and losses. Come, learn to enjoy it; Go, learn to be grateful for it, learn to let go.
Love junior high school life. Every day, regardless of ups and downs, is youth and beautiful.
I used to be a clear and beautiful river. The grass beside me is green, and the sky above me is blue. There are many small fish swimming around in my body. They sometimes play hide and seek with me, sometimes whisper with me, sometimes tell me jokes, and make me laugh. Sometimes, a group of birds twitter past, and some of them always stop to praise me: "Rivers, rivers, your water is really clear!" I was delighted to hear that. Sometimes one or two birds will ask me, "I'm thirsty. Can I drink your water?" I quickly held a handful of water for the bird to drink. At that time, my partner and I had a very happy life.
Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Later, a big monster, the factory, came to me. It stood on the grass beside me. A large area of grassland was crushed to death by it. The rest of the grass brothers were scared and worried. They held each other together for fear of being swallowed by the big monster. I was also very scared. I didn't understand why human beings made such things. The small fish in the river also hid in succession. Seeing that the big monster had no motive, everyone was relieved. On the first day, we still lived as before, but on the second day, something strange happened: a long water channel appeared on the grass for some reason, and we did not know what was going on.
A few days later, I said to everyone with a sad face: "The wastewater from that monster has all flowed onto me, and I become dirty and smelly."
Xiaoyu said to me, "Rivers and rivers, your water is too dirty for us to live in. We need to move."
The grass said to me, "Rivers, your water is too smelly. We are all sick."
I was very sad. Then the bird said to me, "Rivers and rivers, your water is too muddy to drink. We have to go."
All my former friends left me, and the grass got sick because of my bad smell. The exhaust gas from the monster has polluted the beautiful sky above me. The once blue sky is now dark, and the white clouds in the sky have become "black clouds". I can no longer see the beautiful sky and my little friends.
Human beings, your technology has developed, but our earth has been polluted. You have destroyed my clear river, driven away my former partners, and driven away my good life. I am very sad. I hope you will stop destroying the environment.