Friendship

You are sure to succeed
Many ambitious people ignore the fact that a little can make a lot. They want to make a splash instead of doing the hard work. It was not until one day that he suddenly saw that those who started later than him and were less talented than him had already made considerable gains that he realized that he still had nothing on this field. Then he realized that it was not because God had not given him an ideal or a desire, but because he had been waiting for the harvest and had forgotten to sow. I have a friend who often comes to talk to me in his spare time. He studied law, but he loved drama. He always wanted a chance to be a big star. However, I never saw him take the opportunity to enter the film industry. So I asked him, "Why not try it?" He said, "I don't want to compete with those young kids who are just starting out. I have been nearly thirty years old, even after entering the exam, but also do a small supporting role, what is the meaning? I want to wait for a major company to find a leading role in a movie suitable for my character, as soon as I go, I will hire, that will be a surprise." But how many lucky people can there be? So, he had to let the years go by, and his wish was still a wish. Because he refused to start from scratch, so never touch his ideal paradise. It is no use bemoaning one's unfulfilled wishes. To get there, you have to start from scratch. The so-called "climb will inferiority, line far from you"; Just like climbing a mountain, you have to keep your head down and climb it patiently. After you have paid considerable hard work, look up, you can see how many difficulties you have overcome, how many dangerous road. These small successes will gradually add up to big successes that are closer to the desired goal. The ultimate goal is not in the blink of an eye can be happy, before the cost of hard work and condescension, empty looking at the distant goal is useless. And only from the basic start, step by step toward the goal will slowly approach it, to achieve it. The ancients said: "Only buried, but can rise." If the seed does not go through the process of struggling in the hard soil, it will remain a withered seed, and will never germinate into a tree.
By kevin parish3 years ago in Confessions
Just this once
Youth is a small poem, cherished dream of boys and girls; Youth is a leaf boat, carrying teenage youth ideal; Youth is a sun, shining the front of the younger generation... Off his childlike children's clothes, pick up the scattered toys, say goodbye tothe colorful childhood, and this is a new journey. 13 years of age, figure, inyouth crossroads confused, overlooking the distance of the unknown. Did nothave the innocent and silly smile, did not have the childlike innocence, full offantasy without unreasonable temper, yes, I think this is grow up. Threwhimself into -the arms of the youth,-accept the baptism of growth, to dream14 years old, blooming age, we deduce the our youth, no director, there is nodress rehearsal, no leading role and supporting role, we only know there is ahappy call crazy, there is a meeting called fate, there is a company called love. But we don't know to wait, don't understand to leave, don't understand, wealso understand the torment of waiting time, leave. heartache. That June, leaveNever forget why you started, and your mission can be accomplished. Ourteenage should blossom glorious and beautiful, you should release the flowers. g,We want to through their own efforts to impress other people's appreciation andaffirmation; we arerin bud-bud; wind and rain in the challenge us, bees in theencThe future road, we must brave self-confidence through, let youth brushed thetersto说：“你好！ "ye ofideeeeencourage the bee?
By NORMA DIAZ3 years ago in Confessions
A boat with a leaf
Life is like a song, there are high notes, there are low notes; Life is like a river, the flow rate of the river sometimes swift, sometimes gentle; Life is like a play, in the play, there are climactic parts, there are plain parts everything is changing, there is no fixed number. Life is not a fixed number, but also colorful ups and downs, changes. The moon is cloudy or sunny, life is also win, win or lose life is challenging; Have a win or lose life will make us full of passion, have a win or lose life is a piece of color palette in life, adjust our life, make our life full of colorful, make our life colorful. In the long life, how should we treat the seven kinds of wins and losses? If we used to focus on winning and losing, we wouldn't enjoy life. If we ignore winning and losing, we cannot learn from it, let alone make progress. The long road is bumpy, only to win or lose pay jokes. To win or lose we should have a common heart, look directly at the success or failure of life, to meet the challenges in life. Laugh at winning and losing, laugh at life!
By Rosa Navarro3 years ago in Confessions
Tears streaming down one's face
I often listen to others humming, and I also often sing Jiang Yuheng's "Looking Back", but I do not want to agree with the sentence that "only in the pursuit of quiet and quiet, I know that the truth is the most. "The Prince of Loneliness" sang too detached - a lifetime of repeated pursuit, only to come to the conclusion that the plain is true. Flat light is the most true, in the final analysis is not willing to mediocre, to do nothing? Once upon a time, those of us with the middle school color dream into the university gate students are also Shouting: plain light is the most true. And some people think that as long as "stand aloof from worldly affairs, tranquil life" can be carefree to live, there is quite a tendency to carry forward the "do nothing" thought of Lao Zhuang. What is it that makes our rich campus life gradually withdraw the profusion of color? What is it that makes our real molten solidification, not have the blood boiling from the depths of our hearts? Is it because we didn't walk into the ivory tower of our dreams? Is it because we are not out of the zone of self-confusion? Or because our heart is really not young, really see everything plain? No! Neither! Dominate the world is you, give up the world is still you. Those who live the best are not those who live the longest, but those who feel life the most. In addition to you did not enter the ideal university, in addition to you did not grasp an almost successful love, in addition to your heart that vanity arrogantly, how much do you have the right feeling about life? How much has life really burdened you with injustice? No! In contemporary China, a country with hundreds of millions of illiterates and semi-illiterates, college students are not only expected too much from society, but also expect too much from society, just because we cannot estimate ourselves and understand society correctly. That kind of insipid state of mind, is still an excuse for not thinking ahead. So, you once wanted to make a difference, but you didn't know where to start. You followed your feelings and got far away from your true state in the face of various temptations. You were carried around by the tide of The Times. When you tired through countless three hundred and sixty-five, you found that in addition to the dull, nothing left behind. No longer look back, not only the old day, not only those night stars and the moon, and our youth in the passing. Four years, we have been blessed with these four years, but how many people's four years is gone; More how many people in order to have these four years and buried in a sea of questions and a variety of mock exams, when we walked out of their situation, into many people's dream of the university, is it in order to pursue "ordinary light is the most true"?In our four years every day, poured into the care and warmth of relatives, they flow hard blood and sweat, silently support the choice of children, their only hope is that we can walk their own life road. Also, in a lot of eyes always reveal our expectations, looking forward to our knowledge to construct the brain, with our hands to describe a more beautiful life for people. In front of loved ones, in front of those who pay attention to us, we have what reason to think that "plain light is the most true"? Do we pay our golden years, sprinkled with parents' blood and sweat just in exchange for this flat light? Just in exchange for a diploma with a score of 60 in every subject? Small to pay for each family, big to the passage of time like water, how can we easily agree that "plain light" is true?
By talika jones3 years ago in Confessions
afterthought
Summer vacation I read the "Romance of The Three Kingdoms" this book, close this book, my heart for a long time can not calm. The book contains many characters with a sense of justice. However, I most admire is Zhuge Liang. He is very witty and sensitive. Since Liu Bei asked him to come out of the mountains, he has been devoted to assisting Liu Bei. When Liu Bei died in the city of Baidi, Zhuge Liang was also a loyal assistant to Liu Bei's son, Liu Chan. He did his utmost for the Kingdom of Shu and died. When he attacked Wuzhang Yuan, Zhuge Liang vowed to defeat Sima Yi. During those years he had been busy with the war and had contracted tuberculosis, but he had been working hard for the war all the time. Until the day he died, he did not forget to tell his subordinates the truth of the war. Zhuge Liang, a patriotic person, his determination to fight for one thing to the end, set a brilliant example for me. Cao Cao in the "Romance of The Three Kingdoms" is written as a vicious, treacherous schemer, great treacherous minister. Someone once remarked that Cao Cao was a capable minister of governance and a treacherous man in troubled times. ) But I think it is not simple to say Cao Cao is able minister, or treacherous men. First, Cao Cao was very good at fighting. In the Battle of Guandu under his command, he defeated Yuan Shao's 700,000-strong army with 70,000 elite troops. He was regarded as an outstanding strategist in military history.
By talika jones3 years ago in Confessions
Shattered Loyalties
Once upon a time in the bustling city of Veridian, two inseparable friends, Amelia and Ethan, forged a bond that seemed invincible. Their friendship bloomed during their college years, as they shared dreams, secrets, and adventures. They believed their connection would withstand any test thrown their way.
By Ramis Hussain3 years ago in Confessions
The Adventures of the Bitter Children
Marlowe's "The Tale of the Vagrants of Bitter Children" tells the story of a child named Remi who was stolen from childhood and was taken in by mother Barberland. In the difficult and tortuous wandering life, he is not lonely, he always has the mother Barberland who loves him as his own son; Old Vitalis, who had taught him how to be, how to read, how to sing and play; He is closely related to the "inner beauty" and Kirby; The florist father who selflessly took him in; There was the Beautiful girl who loved him; There was the lovely Marcia who shared his joys and sorrows; And Mrs. Milligan, who had taken him in by chance... .. ... Finally, he found his own biological parents and lived a happy life. From this, I think of grandpa Zhang Leping wrote "Sanmao Waifings", Sanmao is not only that only long three hair of the little boy, he is just as good as Remi, righteous and brave, smart and witty! After reading this childhood adventure story, my heart has a voice in the reverberation: to try their best to help those who need help at any time, to always have a grateful heart! The Adventures of the Bitter Children is not so much the story of a abandoned child's adventures as the song of a wanderer in search of happiness!
By alan sparks3 years ago in Confessions
Hard spring
The four seasons have their own characteristics: the spring of birds and flowers; The scorching sun of summer; A crisp autumn; A snowy winter. In the cycle of four seasons, what I love is spring! Spring is definitely a canvas stained with the color of life. New green, bright green, fresh green, green, full of green ah, gentle with our sight. And the star like flashing a little bit of red, a little bit of yellow, a little bit of pink, a little bit of purple ah, also surprised our eyes. So, began to walk in spring. Stepping on her soft soil, just know the hotbed of life can be so plain. As long as the old man of the season comes, all the sleeping seeds can be bred here, and give life a change of attitude. Spring, is definitely a full of life bustling picture scroll. Whether out of the ground, or budding; Whether it stretches slowly, or flows slowly; Whether it is quiet, or the nightingale whispers, as long as the season of the old man to open the curtain of spring, they will use their own unique way, here the magic of the natural show of vitality. So, began to roam in the spring. Covered with soft spring, let slightly sweet wind, passing from the side. You will realize that the breath of spring actually contains one of the most touching tenderness. Will also feel that nature is a strange mother, she chose in the depression of all things at the end of the winter, will be a variety of life out, let them step on the most gentle wisp of spring, embrace, bring infinite vitality to the world. In a flash, winter is gone, and spring has crept into the world. Spring, is a beautiful season, is full of poetic season; Spring, also means a vibrant start. Since ancient times, poets love spring, praise spring, because spring scenery is pleasant, everywhere can enter poetry. Walking in the garden of ancient poems, we can see Wing Chun poems colorful and colorful. It is dizzying. We pick a few flowers at will and read them slowly.
By brianna bradford3 years ago in Confessions
I drank water
The real basis for people to judge your ability is not how much stuff you have in your head, but your actions. People trust people with their feet on the ground. They think: This person can say and do something, and must know how to do it best. I have yet to hear anyone praised for not bothering others, not taking action or waiting for orders to do something. Those who lead in business and government are very able and hard-working people who take 100 percent initiative. Those who stand on the sidelines will never lead. Whether it's spontaneous or passive, it's habit. Habit is like a rope, we weave a rope every day, finally it is too thick to break. The rope of habit will either lead us to the peak or the trough, depending on the habit or the bad habit. Bad habits can make or break us. They are easy to develop but difficult to maintain. Good habits are hard to form, but easy to maintain.How far can you go in one night? You may have already started to think about this problem! Yes, there have been many nights that we have missed, and fewer and fewer nights to grasp. But we never seem to think about what time means to us in this light, what it means to miss a night, and what it means to seize it. When I read this story, I almost shed tears, because I also went through such years in the days before I entered the re-study class. I am very glad that I have a chance to start again after missing, it is this time to grasp the fate of my life. What changes can you make in one night? I failed the college entrance exam that year and I was in a bad mood. I want to go out to work to earn more money for my parents, maybe that can make up for my guilt to them. Dad said, "Let's wait till we're done with the fields." By then the wheat had been harvested, but my mother had fallen ill and there was still a patch of corn left in our house. During the night there was a good rain. It was a good time to plant corn. At noon the next day, Dad and I set out. Seeds in a plastic bucket, my father dug pit I point seeds, each pit two seeds. The sun of the fifth lunar month seems to take all the rain back last night, the ground is hot like a steamer, I sweat, my father is also breathing heavily. By the time the sun went down I was exhausted and my mouth was dry. We've run out of seed with four ridges to plant. I said to my father with a sigh of relief that it was getting dark. Let's call it a day and bring seeds tomorrow. Baba said nothing, hid his hoe in the straw-pile in the field, and we went home.I said to my father with a sigh of relief that it was getting dark. Let's call it a day and bring seeds tomorrow. Baba said nothing, hid his hoe in the straw-pile in the field, and we went home. When I got home, I drank water and lay down comfortably on the kang to have a good sleep. However, I saw my father was making corn seeds again. I asked if the seeds weren't going to be planted until tomorrow. What good is preparation now? Dad laughed and said that the field must be planted tonight or the harvest will fail. I can't believe it. Isn't it just one night away? Dad said we dozed off and it would be over in a night, but the seeds planted don't sleep, and planting the corn rice in the same plot overnight can make a big difference in yield. Seeing my doubts, my father pointed to the corn hanging under the eaves and said, you see, these and the storage are the harvest of this land, before and after a day. I picked up the corn ear under the eaves compared with the store, about 3 cm short! I took a few more comparisons, without exception, the size of the corn under the eaves is generally small! It turned out that last year, this field had not finished sowing, but suddenly it rained and could not work. The five ridges at the north end of the field were planted a day later than the other plots. I was stunned by the fact. Baba said that when the large fields of corn put on their ears at the same time, the later rows had not yet put on their ears and had missed the best pollination period, so the harvest was much worse. What a difference a day makes. A night and a day is only a moment for us human beings, but for a rice whose life cycle is only 70 days, it is indeed a long time. Isn't our seemingly long life as short as a seed? If we didn't try to catch up, we would be like corn under the eaves. That evening, my father and I went back to the field and planted the whole field. By the time we got home, the sky was already full of stars.
By Andrea Wortham3 years ago in Confessions
Leading figure
The head of the dragonfly is round, with two big round black and bright eyes, beautiful, chest with two pairs of wings, wings are transparent light yellow, today, I look out from the window of the living room, found that there are many dragonflies outside, there are a few stopped on the wire in front of me. Long so big, I have never carefully looked at the dragonfly, the original dragonfly is so beautiful! Its body section by section, like bamboo round, very beautiful. Mother told me, dragonfly is arthropod, body split head, chest, abdomen three parts...... So I carefully observed a dragonfly: dragonfly head round, with two big round black and bright eyes, very beautiful, chest with two pairs of wings, wings are transparent light yellow, the above pair is from narrow to wide longer, the following pair is from wide to narrow shorter; On the chest grew three pairs of feet, thin and segmented; Its abdomen is slender, orange back, abdominal black, you see, it is like a small plane, is standing on the wire with the thin feet! I was fascinated by the dragonflies flying or sitting on the wires. Suddenly, without knowing why, they flew away in droves.
By Darnelius Ollie3 years ago in Confessions
The fairy watches the flowers
Friendship is the warm sun in winter, friendship is the stream in the forest, friendship is the oasis in the desert. In life, we can't live without friendship. Last summer vacation, I followed my mother back to grandma's home. At Grandma's house, I often play with cats and dogs, often ride a bike around, often go to the wetland park to play. Although life is very rich, but my heart feels empty, as if something is missing, not happy at all. Sometimes I accidentally think of the time with my classmates. It's time to go back to Shanghai. On the way, I couldn't wait to call Xiao Xin: "Xiao Xin, I can come back at about 3:10 this afternoon, you can come to my home to play, OK?" 'Good! After talking on the phone, I looked forward to seeing my friends and couldn't wait to fly home. When I got home, I took out my hometown specialty and shared it with her. She also brought something to me. Although our things are not particularly rare, nor particularly delicious, but we eat with relish, because we taste is a feeling, its name is friendship. When I went to school, I saw my classmates who had been separated for a long time. I felt a lot of intimacy rising. During the break, the students got together, some took out the photos taken during the travel, some talked about the fun of the summer vacation. Everyone you a word, I a language, chattering non-stop, happy and happy days are back. I wonder what people's lives will be like without friendship. But I know this: without friendship, my life will lose luster; Without friendship, my life will become dull. I will cherish the friendship now.
By maria generoso3 years ago in Confessions
Laugh and laugh
The other day, I had a fight with him. The other day, I quarreled with my best friend. We play together at noon, a play is a morning, to 2:30, now it is too late to take the bus to school, my father hurried to drive a motorcycle to send me to school, also took my friend. I was furious and thought, Why would I want to go with him? I can't stay calm. To the school, he got out of the car, ran into the school, I also chased up, asked him a few words, I found his eyes red, ready to cry, "don't make a noise!" He shouted loudly. I fought with him, and after a while he stopped, turned and went back to the classroom. His classmate saw him and asked, "What's wrong with you?" He cried, I cried, I went back to the classroom, quietly sat on the seat... I looked out the window, there was no sign of him playing hacky sack in the playground, I secretly ran to his classroom to see him, did not find him, I returned to the classroom, a classmate said to me: "Your friend just came to you!" He also came to me, our hearts corresponding ah! I asked him out to meet me on Saturday and Sunday, and he came, and we had a little conversation." I'm sorry!" "He said to me. I'm sorry I should have said that! "I said excitedly. They say that even money can't buy friendship. Yes, we should cherish friendship, friendship is a knife, will break the stone in my heart; Friendship is a lamp that lights up the darkness in my heart; Friendship, is a huge box, harvest happiness, also share happiness. Find a friend in a sea of people? Having trouble finding a bosom friend? It's even harder! But all these meet, as if God arranged, let you inadvertently get a precious friendship, see you are willing to cherish...... The power of friendship is powerful! See if you are willing to cherish!
By sarah thompson3 years ago in Confessions