If I can't do it,

Cao Cao once said, "I would rather lose the world than let it lose me." I always think this idea is too selfish. Today, I saw the vine parasitic subtree growing in the material, but the tree died slowly. Suddenly, I feel that the tree has a fearless spirit.

Who am I? It should be a realm! He can accurately see his life, clearly understand his own value and make good use of it. It's easier said than done.

Sima Qian was willing to bear the burden of humiliation and write down historical records, which impressed future generations because he knew who to give up. Zhou Enlai studied for the rise of China and eventually became one of the few prime ministers in China. All his determination is because he knows who to give up. Han Xingan endured humiliation and finally achieved great things. When he faced the humiliating reality, he didn't escape or retreat. He doesn't think it's a question of losing self-esteem. He has his own dreams in his heart.

Giving up who I am should be a willingness to take responsibility! It can accept the burden on its back very well and happily: it can properly handle its various roles and dare to assume its due responsibilities.

The traffic police who stand on the road like wax figures on holidays, no matter which day, even if others are enjoying their family happiness at home, they still work without regrets, because they dare and are willing to take responsibility, who will give it up; Every time in the face of catastrophe, those selfless people, some of them are doctors, nurses, policemen, some are entrepreneurs, stars, businessmen, some are just children and the general public, but they all want to give up who I am.

Giving up self should be a pursuit! It can define its own goals and keep moving forward with them. It can seize its own beliefs and fight bravely to the end.

Sunflowers always face the sun, because the sun is his pursuit; Moths always rush to fire regardless of everything, because fire is its dream; Dew always leaves before dawn, because it is his pursuit to meet the light.

It is a pursuit, a willingness to take responsibility, and a realm of giving up self.

Except me, the tree died slowly and the vine grew.

Who else besides me? ...

responsible

Every year, every month and every day, thousands of things happen to people. In the busy life, people are in a hurry and exhausted. Although it is so hard, I have been insisting. Because there is a heavy chain around us mercilessly-responsibility. At school, we study hard, which is our responsibility. At home, we help our parents do housework, which is our responsibility. It is the responsibility to go out and do something for the society. In the world, grass has a responsibility, flowers have a responsibility, and trees have a responsibility. No matter what life is, you have your own unshirkable responsibilities. Be responsible for yourself and others. There are thousands of traffic accidents in this country every year, and there are various reasons. It can be said that this is not irresponsible. If car drivers are responsible for themselves and others and act according to the rules, will so many people die in vain? Responsibility is a commitment as heavy as Mount Tai. It promotes generations of people to devote themselves diligently in their respective posts. Under the attack of SARS this year, 6 million medical staff bravely rushed to the front line. They are brave. They are fearless. In the fight against SARS, no one is afraid and no one flinches. No matter how terrible SARS is, the strong sense of responsibility of medical staff can't be swallowed. When the patient came, everyone took care of him day and night. Some medical staff fell, and someone came to supplement them immediately. In this battle, which is more dangerous than bullets without smoke, they have lived up to the high hopes placed on them by the country and people. Finally, SARS was achieved, which was exchanged with the dedication and strong sense of responsibility of medical staff day and night. If they don't have a strong sense of responsibility, they don't know how long this storm will last and how many innocent lives will be taken. The ancient Greeks said that people walked with heavy burdens on their backs. There are family, career, friendship, children in the baggage ... after suffering, I can't throw away any of them. Because it says two words: responsibility. In life, there are tests of responsibility everywhere. Inadvertently picking up a piece of waste paper is the responsibility to protect the environment; Helping the frail old people and children is the responsibility of respecting the old and loving the young; Solving difficulties for others is the responsibility of helping others. Responsibility is the foundation of society. Without it, tall buildings can easily shake in the breeze. Responsible for yourself, the responsibility is strict instructor; Paying responsibility to others, responsibility is the guarantee of life and property safety; Being responsible for the country is a condition for social progress. Abandoned it, I felt the temporary ease of standing, but lost the glory of my life. Responsibility is a mission that cannot be abandoned. It is shouldered by people. Let each of us have a sense of responsibility to overcome the sudden tests again and again!

Waiting is also a kind of enjoyment

"Hey, Gordo, come back!" This sentence has been lingering in my ear. This is a line from the American movie Waiting for Godot in 1930s and 1940s. You may ask who Godot is, but you can only tell you with regret-"I don't know". Maybe even the screenwriter can't answer. Because Godot didn't show up from beginning to end, the two people in the film just kept waiting, waiting ...?

Perhaps it is because of waiting that the film can be shrouded in mystery. No one can lift it, maybe anyone can lift it. This is the charm created by the movie Waiting. ?

Waiting is a kind of enjoyment, waiting is a kind of sustenance, waiting is a trace of attachment. Because of waiting, a wife will think of her husband's "slanting water, heartbroken"; Because of waiting, there will be cowherd and weaver girl meeting on Tanabata; Because of waiting, Wukong will be reborn at the foot of Wuxing Mountain. ?

Waiting is the beacon that the captain expects, the rain after a long drought, and the seed of new life. The taste of waiting is beautiful, sweet and sour. ?

I once knew a story that the son of an old mother joined the army, became a soldier, and went to the battlefield where the smoke was filled and the horse was buried. My son is at the front line, and my elderly mother is standing at the entrance of the village where her son left, hoping to see her long-lost son. Waiting is bitter, mother's temples show silver silk, and mother's eyes grow wrinkles. My mother is old, but she is still waiting, because it is hard enough to wait ... Many years later, a young soldier came to this village. "son! Niang can miss you so much! " The joy of reunion after a long separation and the tears of mother and son together explain the charm of "waiting". ?

Waiting is an ignorant girl's longing for love, waiting is the call of countless hot-blooded men for their achievements, and waiting is the suffering before the cold window for ten years in to beno. 1?

Ah! Wait ...?

Friends, let's stir our hearts and set off the waves of youth! Waiting for the future, waiting for hope, watering the flowers of happiness given by God. Waiting, you let human beings enjoy the complex, bitter and beautiful emotions in the world! ?

"My heart is waiting, waiting forever ..."

wait for

We have been waiting, whether we care about it or not, waiting has been with our life. Waiting is beautiful, maybe what we are waiting for will come quietly after waking up all night; But waiting is also very bitter. Waiting is full of loneliness and loneliness, mixed with pain and tears, which often makes us endure everything that should or should not be accommodated. In the winter of 2006, when I trudged in the waiting, I was particularly stumbling. ...

The night sky on June 5438+February 3 1 day, 2006 will be stored in my memory forever. So I am often moved by the scene on some occasions, which makes me silent for a moment. I can't describe the psychological state at that time, lost? Helpless? I really want all this to disappear in an instant, but I can only taste the silence again and again in my memory. Three days, five days, seven days ... Of course, I spent the "opening ceremony" in 2007 in silence. Just wait for the "wound healing" in silence, and decide to make the final resistance and the final blow. Although this is a battle to save face, the reality emphasizes the importance of this battle. My only choice at present is to turn the tide. As a result, ambition has been "angered" again, and I deeply feel that "waiting" and "slacking" seem to be somewhat similar. Of course, the action is "burning the midnight oil", and I have been controlling my consciousness not to shift for things outside me. Perhaps it was on that unforgettable night, that heartbreaking night, that sleepless night that I planted a seed of faith and finally found half of myself. Obviously, my "other half" will go all out to recover next semester.

There was a short clip not long ago, which was really classic. It is said that my "class leader" invited five outstanding seniors to give lectures before the final exam, and a few plain words made me wake up-"I will regret if I don't work hard in the future" and "high school life is to be able to withstand loneliness, loneliness and temptation" ... I think these two words can completely dominate the future. Yes, if you don't work hard now, when will you wait? Today's waiting seems to be forbidden by 100%. Waiting can only be regarded as a state of mind, just an external environment for growth, and strive to pay as much time as possible. It can also be considered that, just as capitalists constantly squeeze the "surplus value" of workers and slaves, time can witness its value, only one year later. ...

I can't get rid of the memory of the beginning of the year, I can only fade away and wait silently! In the past, I endured the pain of waiting silently, which brought me too much embarrassment and sadness. Waiting for this time has created a scarred heart, but its fragments have made me gain an increasingly mature thought. It's time for me to set sail. I'm afraid waiting at this time is completely slack!

Combing the memory, the image is still clear. In my memory, she knocked on my heart, but we didn't get too close. I think this is right. In the first year of high school, we accepted our own choices, but when we entered the second year of high school, we became representatives of different classes. Her grades are in full swing, and I am a marginal figure. So I began to miss that youthful time from time to time, and now I can only talk to her silently. I gradually understand that we just met by chance in the three-dimensional coordinates of time and space, smiled at each other, and then pursued our own goals, leaving each other with a wandering back. We just met in time and space, and may not meet again in spiritual coordinates. Independent time and space, although close at hand, the heart is far away, which sounds illusory, but it is definitely the feeling of time passing by. I sent her a text message yesterday, maybe I didn't receive it, or she ... anyway, I just wanted to wish her "Happy New Year and a dream come true!" She is excellent and really worth appreciating. I waited in silence. What is written here is just a memory, but a "beautiful image" in the memory, just a comb of the fleeting time. After this road, I understand. ...